Outside the conference table, there sat a handsome young man in the conference hall, attentively listening to everyone's voice on the scene.

He was the Second Prince of this country, named Klaroci Qimia Roz.

Unlike the outwardly rough Emperor of the Luo Ze Empire, Klaroci and his sister resembled their mother more, even inheriting her elegant light golden hair color perfectly.

Such handsome looks were very popular among the people of Luo Ze, but the Emperor of the Luo Ze Empire wasn't very fond of them.

Emperor Luo Hui believed Klaroci lacked the innate aura of a ruler, and although he was intelligent, it wasn't enough to make him the Emperor of this country.

Therefore, Emperor Luo Hui's attitude towards Klaroci was hot and cold; he preferred to groom the Eldest Prince to inherit the throne, as for the Second Prince...

It would be best if he could become a Prince and assist from the side.

If not, let their generation handle it, as the Luo Ze Royal Family has always revered strength.

Although Luo Hui didn't have high hopes for the Second Prince, he still had to admit Klaroci's excellent personal abilities.

Regarding this war, Emperor Luo Hui, besides wanting to hear the opinions of the generals present, also suddenly wanted to hear Klaroci's thoughts.

"Klaroci, I want to hear your thoughts."

As soon as Emperor Luo Hui spoke, the previously chaotic conference hall immediately fell into a pin-drop silence, with all the generals simultaneously turning their gaze towards Klaroci, who was drifting outside the conference table.

Klaroci gracefully stood up and began to express his views:

"Father, I believe we should reorganize the troops for another war, but not at this moment.

From the current situation, our forces are in retreat.

The opponent holds a powerful Skill, capable of destroying the cities we have seized without any cost at any time.

This also demonstrates their determination to fight to the bitter end with us.

Since the beginning of the war, we, the Luo Ze Empire, have been gamblers at the gaming table.

Before stepping onto the gaming table, we thought victory was assured, but the opponent outmatched us.

If, due to our stakes being eaten up, we stubbornly place everything we have left that isn't part of the game onto the table, and lose again, we will lose more, perhaps even everything.

The opponent has already gained mastery in the tricks on the gaming table, our victory seems bleak.

Knowing it is a near certain loss, why gamble?

Furthermore, due to domestic factors, the country is no longer united; placing things not belonging to the gaming table onto it is bound to cause public discontent, eventually inciting unrest.

I believe timely loss prevention is the best strategy.

Let us leave the gaming table gracefully for now and demand the casino rule makers redefine the rules, expelling the cheaters.

Meanwhile, we can use this time to gather funds, appease the populace, and prepare for a significant battle in the future.

In the not too distant future, the Demon King will descend upon this world, which will be a formidable enemy we will face soon.

Which is more dangerous, the long-term enemy or the immediate, menacing threat? I believe Father knows better than I."

After listening to Klaroci's words, several generals from the Main War Faction appeared somewhat displeased, but they didn't know where to refute him. They wished to discuss resources and investment, but bringing it up now, they would be the gamblers Klaroci described as unable to leave the gaming table.

Mere expression of dissatisfaction without presenting any constructive suggestions might leave a negative impression on the Emperor.

The Main War Faction members looked at each other, hoping for another general to stand up and propose a way to stabilize or overturn the situation; however, in the current situation, even racking their brains when they couldn't think of a good solution.

The situation was completely checkmated by the opponent.

Several Main War Faction generals cautiously probed, posing questions and small maneuver solutions, only to find their inquiries turning into stones hitting their own feet.

"Is there a better suggestion."

Luo Hui surveyed the conference room; even General Walshi furrowed his brows, unable to find a good plan. Though not wanting the war to end, admittingly there was no way forward.

With a long sigh, the Emperor of the Luo Ze Empire reluctantly declared his decision:

"Let's make a truce and negotiate with Wansheng Country."

After that, the Luo Ze Empire dispatched emissaries, first to communicate with the giant dragons, then to Wansheng Country.

Of course, for the dignity of the Royal Family, the truce wasn't stated as a result of the Luo Ze Empire's army's disastrous defeat on the Sailuomen Plain, but instead claimed that the Luo Ze Empire discovered traces of the Curse Sect, fearing being unable to handle both situations, and for the sake of the populace, they were willing to relinquish the war to prioritize handling the panic-inducing Curse Sect.

To demonstrate their "resolve" for a ceasefire, the Luo Ze Empire also exhibited their "kind" withdrawal of troops to the public.

Through the giant dragons, Wansheng Country soon learned of the Luo Ze Empire's intent for negotiation.

In the palace of Wansheng Country, the vibrant Wanzhang Lion sat on the throne, with Qian Xialan standing beside him.

Beneath the throne, Minister Ming Dalak reported the decision of the giant dragons.

"That's it, Your Majesty.

Due to our outstanding performance on the battlefield and the strategy devised by Potato Thorn, the giant dragons hope for a truce and some rules to be revised.

The specific ceasefire agreement, the Luo Ze Empire hopes to discuss under the gaze of the giant dragons."

"Hmm." Wanzhang Lion slightly widened his smile, seemingly satisfied with this result, "It's truly not easy to have reached this stage; once their emissaries arrive, prepare for the negotiations immediately."

Ming Dalak didn't say much in response, merely smiling as he suggested to Wanzhang Lion, "Your Majesty, I propose that Potato Thorn should attend the upcoming truce meeting."

Wanzhang Lion mused for a while before speaking: "If it's just negotiations, shouldn't the Prime Minister be able to handle it? Can Potato Thorn handle this duty?"

Ming Dalak, full of confidence, assured with a smile, "Absolutely no problem.

He is not merely a warrior; in fact, ever since he became a Grand General, he has contributed many important ideas, truly a perfect blend of intellect and martial prowess.

Dispatching him to negotiate with the Luo Ze Empire is most suitable.

Moreover, for many difficult issues, only he can resolve them.

In this world, no one is more suited for the negotiations than him.

Only to ensure that his status aligns with the meeting, I hope Your Majesty can immediately appoint him as General, bestowing him what he rightfully deserves."

Wanzhang Lion nodded, "Makes sense. Surely he should be given the position and glory befitting his achievements."

Ming Dalak's lips slightly curved upwards before continuing:

"Since the Luo Ze Empire has expressed sincerity, besides the soldiers stationed for defense on the Sailuomen Plain.

We should also deploy the troops, sending them back to their original positions.

Of course, this does not mean disbanding the troops.

Not disbanding is also a precaution."

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