Nifgaard City.

Zach is in the top floor hall of the Tower of Shassius, with layers of building roofs outside the window extending several kilometers away.

Here you can see the highest point of the entire city and the scenery of the entire city.

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread throughout the city of Nifgaard, and all buildings were covered with a layer of golden light.

The straight and spacious avenue runs through the city, and there are traffic.

Next to the Imperial Palace is full of spires, and Millennium Square in the city center is crowded with people.

Senate, Supreme Court, Marcus Military Academy, Prison Fortress.

Giant buildings fill the city center.

Compared to this giant city, the so-called "capitals" in the north are no different from small villages and towns.

Not far outside the city, the Alba River flows into the sea, and the vast water surface reflects the afterglow of the setting sun.

It seems that the whole world is covered with a layer of golden sand.

This is the legendary "City of Gold" and the largest known city in the entire witch hunting world.

It's so beautiful.

Although it's a bit vulgar.

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Zach just arrived in Nefgaard City yesterday.

The war had completely subsided, and the collection of books in Xiannid Island was swept away by him. There was no such thing as he needed to pay attention to on the northern continent.

He will stay at Nifgaard for the next few weeks, integrating the forces he has gathered and making final preparations for leaving the world.

But before leaving, he still has several important things to do.

First of all, he needs to summon the Mage Tower to this world, and repair and rebuild as much as possible, replenish resources and magic.

As a master of Shouyuan, he also needs to "mark" this world community in the virtual sea, guide himself and future mages, and make some basic preparations for the official arrival of future mage civilization.

In addition, there are some existences in this world that he is not very at ease. Zach is ready to clean up within his ability to avoid future troubles.

After all this, he can almost advance to level 2 mage.

Time was very tight. At his request, the Nifgad Empire canceled the original welcoming ceremony and directly pulled him into the stalemate between humans and elves.

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The noisy sound pulled Zach back from his thoughts.

A fierce debate was taking place in the hall where he was at this time.

A group of people were standing on both sides of the long table, just like the reappearance of the summit in Sinnied Island.

However, this time most of the people in the house changed.

This time, the meeting was no longer held within the Nifgaard Empire, but the negotiations between humans and the Elf of Iron Al.

Enshir, Vatir and some strange nobles of Nifgaard were sitting on the side of the long table.

Geralt, Yennefa and several other warlocks sat in the corner and did nothing.

On the other side of the long table were several elves. The one in the middle was tall, with long light golden hair combed behind her shoulders, wearing a simple but elegant white robe, and a hollow light golden standing collar set off her noble and handsome face.

He held his fingers together and whispered: "Emperor of humanity, I thought your life was much more expensive than this. It seems that I overestimated your self-esteem."

Elf Prime Minister - Gael.

A smart, calm and charming elf.

He was the senior leader of the Elves of Ayn El during the age of Oberon, the King of Red Sun.

Arretin's status was still unchanged during his reign. As the most trusted adjutant of the Wild Hunter King, the capital of the regent elf.

Excellent ruler, resourceful military advisor. Also known as the most dangerous Earn Elle.

And beside him was the thin elf, Avarak.

The Elf Sage has been silent during this fierce negotiation, and from time to time he will show some helpless expressions.

Zach has heard about some of the current situation of the Eldest from Francisca.

After Arretin disappeared, Avarak immediately returned to Tirnalya and had some conflicts with Gael in the distribution of power.

This has led to the fact that the upper rights structure of the Elf Iron Al is still a bit confusing, so Gail and Avalak participated in the negotiations together.

The arrival of the Wild Hunting Legion in Xiannid Island was a helper to the emperor to some extent, and the shrewd Gail naturally made some requests.

He hopes that Nifgaard will gift a northern province to the Elf of Iron Al.

Naturally, Enhill could not easily give up the country he had built.

This human emperor is over fifty years old. Compared with the two elves in their 400s opposite, they are not even children, but their aura is not inferior at all.

"Many people saved my life..." The emperor's voice was low and calm. "However, not everyone became kings, and in fact, most people eventually lost their lives."

Gail replied coldly: "The north is originally the land of elves."

Enhill shook his head.

On the side, Vatir obviously could not let his emperor fall into a disgraceful argument, and took the conversation tactfully:

"Do I need to remind me who this land originally belonged? Are you forgetful when you are old? Or do you think that humans do not have history books..."

"And I remind you that northerners have lived here for hundreds of years. Do you think Nifgaard cares?"

Zach rubbed his eyebrows.

It makes sense that Avarak hastily called him back, whether it is human or elves, once they start to intrigue, they will never end.

Two beautiful female elves sat in the corner of the long table.

Francesca, the so-called elf queen, said nothing at this time.

She was simply not qualified to participate in the bargaining.

As the ruler of Ain Hiddy, she has only a few thousand subjects now, and Enhill has already given her Baihua Valley quite kindly.

Gale asked for land in the north just to build a colony for Ain Al, and it had nothing to do with her.

The two races have been separated for thousands of years, and now they are almost strangers, only maintaining a thin sense of intimacy, but in the face of interests, this is insignificant.

The elf sage Ada Emin is still wearing her signature light yellow gauze skirt, with only thin ribbons covering her chest, and her snow-white thighs half-covered between the skirts. The whole long skirt is as thin as a cicada's wing, and her beautiful body is looming.

At this time, her mind was not on the negotiating table, she was just playing with a strand of her hair bored.

Zach sighed lightly, ready to end the meaningless debate.

However, before he could open his mouth, something outside the window attracted his attention.
Chapter completed!