Chapter 760: Is this a warning? Or a threat?
"This war should not be led by the Dragons, and the fate of our three races should not be decided by the Dragons either."
"Giant King Orion, do you agree?"
Neptor gazed at Orion. He was an Archlord; Orion was an Over-tier powerhouse. They were equals.
As for Lireesa, she was ignored. In Neptor’s eyes, the Blood Elf race was just there to make up the numbers.
"Your Excellency Neptor, I very much agree with your words."
"We, and the tribes and clans behind us, are not pawns for the Dragons to ddle with."
Hearing Orion’s reply, a smile appeared on Seadragon King Neptor’s face.
When opinions gradually aligned, an opportunity arose for opposing sides to continue their discussion.
"Then, Orion, what do you wish to obtain in the sea region?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the palace instantly fell silent; even the sound of breathing was forcibly suppressed by those present.
What do I want to obtain?
Of course, territory and resources—the more the better.
These words floated in Orion’s mind, but he wouldn’t be foolish enough to say them directly.
Inside the palace, everyone’s attention was focused on Orion.
Orion’s desires, to a large extent, represented the ambitions of the Stoneheart Horde and those land-dwelling races.
At the sa ti, Orion’s words would also determine whether conflict and war would continue to erupt between the Stoneheart Horde and the Seadragon race.
Orion ignored the gazes of the crowd, looking directly at Seadragon King Neptor.
"Your Excellency Neptor, my ancestor had a friend. I don’t know who he was, nor do I know his na."
"However, I rember sothing he once said."
Neptor did not press further. He was very wise and would not fall into Orion’s rhetorical rhythm or traps.
"He said he was very wealthy, that he had hidden many treasures in the great sea."
"He told us that if we wanted treasure, we should go search for it—go sail the seas."
Orion revealed a aningful smile, looked at Neptor’s calm face, and continued,
"The Stoneheart Horde is very curious about this unknown world of the sea; we have a desire to explore."
"Searching for treasure, discovering wealth, exploring new islands and continents on the vast sea—that is an interesting endeavor."
Only then did Seadragon King Neptor frown slightly. He had already figured out that Orion’s appetite was large; he wanted to claim new territory.
However, Neptor quickly thought it through.
This was quite normal. Orion was at Legendary peak, an Over-tier powerhouse; his heart surely yearned to advance to the Archlord rank.
Since he wanted to advance to the Archlord rank, he would need more territory.
"Giant King Orion, the sea is like the land; just as land-based factions are intricate and complex, so too is the sea."
"In the sea, a greedy whale will ultimately be stuffed to death and return to the sea."
Faced with Neptor’s reply, Orion shook his head, very confident.
"Your Excellency Neptor, you may have misunderstood. I am not a whale, and the Stoneheart Horde is not a Sea Race nation."
Inside the palace, silence fell once more.
No one spoke. The Seadragon race high command watched Orion with expressions of disdain, sinister intent, or hatred.
However, these Sea Folk mbers were still very well-behaved; not a single one spoke out to mock him.
On the other side, Blood Elf Grand Elder Lireesa, treated as if she were transparent and ignored, was in great turmoil inwardly.
Lireesa’s gaze constantly shifted back and forth between Orion and Neptor.
The forr was the Giant King, lord of the Stoneheart Horde.
The latter was the Seadragon King, king of the nearby sea region, and an Archlord powerhouse.
When the Blood Elf race was invited to attend the Sea Offering this ti, there had been many opposing voices within the race.
Because such an act of venturing deep into the sea was too dangerous, with no safety guarantees.
But Lireesa had co nonetheless and had noticed so clues.
Why was Seadragon King Neptor so polite to Giant King Orion?
Why did the Sea Folk, without even asking, treat the Stoneheart Horde as the leading party in this negotiation?
Why would an Archlord faction of a sea region look upon the Stoneheart Horde with such special regard?
Why had the Sea Folk’s attitude shifted from clear military conflict to friendly negotiation?
...
A series of questions appeared in Lireesa’s mind; she couldn’t figure them out.
"When one cannot ascertain the reason for things, the best thod is to observe and deduce the truth from the facts."
Lireesa understood this point very well.
"Orion, the sea will always belong to all Sea Race!"
"If you insist on having your own way, you will only be t with war and tsunamis."
Orion smiled without speaking. It seed the talks between them had broken down.
...
Three days later, two Sea-Devouring Warships sailed out from Azurecrown Royal Harbor.
After sailing side-by-side for a period, the Sea-Devouring Warship belonging to the Blood Elf race turned and departed.
"Dace, tell our kinsn to slow down. We’ll sightsee on our way back."
Orion leaned back in his chair, his voice languid.
"My lord, did the talks with the Seadragon race break down?"
"Will the Horde’s coastline continue to suffer from Sea Folk incursions?"
"Should we quickly rush back to the Horde and pass on the news?"
For the past three days, Dace, Beyn, and Torba had stood behind Orion, listening in.
The conversations between Orion and Neptor seed sowhat baffling to them.
The crucial point was that, on every occasion, Orion and Neptor had seed to end their negotiations in dispute.
Even upon departure, Orion and Neptor had not expressed any clear opinions.
"They probably did."
"But not completely."
Orion smiled, ignoring the bewildered faces of Dace and the others.
Half a day later, the roar of a Tidewyrm ca from the deep sea behind them.
Except for Orion, Dace and the others thought the Sea Folk had co to hunt them down. The group hastily prepared for battle in a panic.
Orion paid them no mind, nor did he issue any combat orders.
After a mont, a huge Tidewyrm caught up with the Sea-Devouring Warship and tossed several large chests filled with rare treasures onto its deck.
The Tidewyrm did not linger and quickly dived back into the deep sea.
"Giant King, the Seadragon race has sent you so gifts!"
"That Tidewyrm left a ssage, saying that according to their King’s instructions, you should not return empty-handed."
Orion nodded with narrowed eyes, his mind not at all on what Dace was saying.
The aura of that Tidewyrm just now—that was the aura of an Archlord.
Dace and the others couldn’t sense it, but Orion was crystal clear.
What did Seadragon King Neptor an by this?
The Seadragon race has two Archlords. Is this a warning? Or a threat?
"I’m tired of the sea view. Let’s speed up our return journey!"
After thinking for a long ti, Orion gathered his thoughts and issued the order to accelerate their return.
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