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Chapter 1200 - 1200 197 The Peak of Rottenness is Invincibility_2

1200: Chapter 197, The Peak of Rottenness is Invincibility_2 1200: Chapter 197, The Peak of Rottenness is Invincibility_2 The more the Moxi Duchy Government admitted their mistakes with the right attitude, the lower the chances of the Elf Race taking action.

As for the win or loss at the negotiation table, since they had already secured the real benefits, they had to save face for the Elf Race so they could step down gracefully!

“Hmph!

Then let him hurry up; I don’t have time to waste.”

Derris feigned anger as she spoke.

She had not a shred of fondness for those who were not punctual.

Yet, the troubles in Moxi Duchy were what she wanted to see.

Deep inside, she couldn’t help but sigh, “Thank goodness the Human Race loves infighting; otherwise, the species of the entire Continent would truly be in danger.”

If not for the inconvenience of relocating the Elf’s Mother Tree, the Elf Race might have followed in the footsteps of the Dragon Race, migrated out of the Continent of Aslante, and settled overseas.

It’s truly exhausting to be neighbors with the Human Race.

Different from the Longevity race with their very consistent policies, Humans are a forgetful species.

Today they are well-behaved babies, and who knows, in a few decades, they might turn into unruly brats.

Thus, the Elf Race needs to constantly establish their might and presence, to deter their neighbors and live peacefully.

It didn’t take long for George to arrive, dragging his weary body and with dark circles under his eyes – it was apparent he hadn’t rested well the night before.

This wasn’t an act – he truly hadn’t slept.

In order to refine their tactic of feigning weakness, the higher-ups of Moxi Duchy had worked through the night.

This scene, in the eyes of many elves, diminished their doubts about whether something had really happened to the Moxi Duchy.

Without any surprises, what followed was a drawn-out negotiation, so tedious that Hudson almost dozed off.

All this trouble stemmed from the poor choice of friends.

Just as he was about to sleep, having just finished exercising, he was pulled up by George to help brainstorm strategies.

A whole night’s work wasted.

What’s more infuriating is that after breakfast, that guy had the nerve to send over ten beautiful women, ostensibly as a reward.

But Hudson came with his wife, Melissa.

Faced with his wife’s reproachful gaze, he could only firmly decline.

“Marshal Hudson, what does this mean?

Are you trying to sabotage these negotiations?”

Yawning, Hudson was completely baffled by Derris’s maneuver.

He hadn’t said a word; he was just in poor shape.

He wasn’t a representative for the negotiations, so why focus his energy?

There were plenty of people in the room not paying full attention, this was clearly a deliberate target.

“Beautiful Miss Derris, you must be mistaken; I’m not a diplomat.

I’m just here today to observe your negotiations, representing only myself.

So please, go ahead, don’t let me stop you.”

Hudson retorted without any reservation.

To facilitate the argument, he even renounced his own position as the representative of the Alpha Kingdom.

Being a free person means only being responsible for oneself when speaking.

Even if there’s a fight, it’s a personal dispute.

Although Hudson didn’t know why Derris was targeting him, his instincts told him that this woman definitely wasn’t up to any good.

Attracted by his charm?

Go back to sleep!

If she were a teenage Noble girl, Hudson might believe she was attracted to his charm.

But this elf lady in front of him was hundreds of years old, her mind matured long ago; how could she be so naïve?

If he really wanted to deceive, those naive little elves following behind Derris, looking dumb and cute, should be easier to fool.

If he foolishly believed that the lady before him had any interest in him and expected something to happen, he might unexpectedly grow grass on his grave one day.

Killing doesn’t always require a knife, with lust often leading to danger.

One cannot control their desires, and on the Continent of Aslante, they wouldn’t last three episodes.

“Since that’s the case, please leave!

You’re in the way here, affecting the progress of the negotiations.

So young yet so indulgent.

I really don’t understand what you Human Race Nobles are thinking!”

Derris’s disdainful words immediately triggered the onlookers to turn their attention.

The representatives, who had been lost in their own world, now cast puzzled glances at the two as if searching for something.

In an instant, Hudson felt the sensation of a social death.

And yet, such matters couldn’t be explained, just as he was about to respond, he suddenly realized something was amiss.

This wasn’t about jealousy or a petty squabble; it was clearly an attempt to take advantage of the situation and have him ousted, removing a significant support for the Moxi Duchy.

He had to admit, this old lady was truly ruthless.

To gain an upper hand in the negotiations, she didn’t even care about her own reputation.

Of course, as an elf, her reputation among Humans did not really matter.

After a brief hesitation and exchanging a covert glance with George, Hudson made his decision.

“Miss Derris, if you want to see whether I’ve been overindulgent, you can come and try it out for yourself.

As for affecting the negotiations, I will take my leave then.

If the negotiations still don’t progress after my departure, that would be rather telling, wouldn’t it?”

Having finished speaking, as though to cover his earlier embarrassment, Hudson pretended to leave in a huff, leaving Derris alone to face the crowd’s peculiar stares.

Deep inside, Hudson was breaking down.

What was supposed to be a high-profile diplomatic negotiation was turned into a melodramatic soap opera.

To aid the Moxi Duchy, he had made such a big sacrifice; he would definitely settle scores with George later, and a few beautiful women were not a sufficient payoff.

“Hmph!”

A cold snort, accompanied by the imposing aura of the Sanctuary Powerhouses, echoed through the hall, snapping the gossiping crowd back to reality.