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The battle between Porcana and the alliance entered a lull. The alliance army looked at Porcana's border fortress as they prepared for the next attack.
"We have about ten days until we face the imperial army," Georg said to Urich, looking at the map.
"So, we need to wrap this up before then," Urich replied.
"Why did you stop the attack, Urich?"
"Something felt off. I saw someone enter their fortress."
"Could it be a messenger from the imperial army?"
"Well, we'll find out soon enough."
Urich smiled as he looked at the fortress. Soon, the fortress gates opened, and a messenger from Porcana approached the alliance camp on horseback.
"We demand to renegotiate," the mounted messenger declared from a distance.
"Renegotiate? It was your side that refused our offer to negotiate in the first place. Are you asking for our mercy now? That’s a little too scummy for my taste," Urich sneered, twirling his axe.
The messenger's face turned pale, and his lips trembled.
"Mercy, Urich, remember mercy."
Gottval, the Sun priest beside Urich, spoke nervously. He wanted to resolve things peacefully somehow. Many people were groaning in pain in these times. The alliance was the key to ending the suffering of the groaning world.
"King Varca of Porcana will come out for the negotiation. His Highness said that would get you to agree to the negotiation."
The messenger pulled the reins and circled around. The horse's legs didn't stop,...
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