The Ladies Gathering (3)

I heard from Olga, she and the seven women never met each other, so I introduced her, "This is my wife, Olga Discordia, and her aide, Chloe."

To prove my words, Olga harnessed her Dark Element, a nebula-like aura covered her body and radiating a chilling vibe.

The vibe didn't bother me, it's a normal characteristic of Ying, which in my previous Bender World, it was attributed to Water and Wind Bender.

But for people like the seven women, the surging of the Dark Element made them warry, Claudia stood in front of Celestine with her crystal sword unsheathed, Alicia protected Prim, Maia's eyes turned sharp, Ruu-ruu's expression became serious, and the calm Kaguya seemed to swallow her breath.

Only Celestine that among them wasn't worried, she trusted Olga because she trusted me, therefore, she knew Olga wouldn't attack them.

Olga's strength wasn't a joke, albeit her power was declining, for someone who had been maintaining Black Citadel for hundred of years, she could still unleash one or two earth-shattering magic.

Let alone she had left the throne back at the Black Citadel, automatically shut down her base's supporting and defensive mechanism, but other than the Dark Elves, there was no other race, and Kuroinu company was still far ahead, Olga estimated it would take another day for them to arrive.

Long story short, her strength wasn't suppressed at the moment, I bet if she wanted to kill the seven women, she actually could do it.

"Alright, enough, don't scare them," I laughed while stroking Olga's ear, yeah, the weakness of the Dark Elf, she almost yelped in response, her Dark Element vanished as she glared at me with red cheeks.

I saw they hadn't put down their worries, the corner of my lips curled, said, "Okay, everyone back to their seat, Daddy wants to give some speech."

After a while, they regained their bearing and occupied their seats back, of course, it wasn't because of the word 'Daddy'.

Actually, I should call myself 'Grandpa', I was that old after all, right, as an Older senior, I had to guide these younger generations to a better path, naturally the path of a harem.

Ahem, I cleared my throat, appeared dignified, slightly, and said, "As I mention, the Black Citadel propose a truce, no more war between The Dark Elf Queen and the Alliance, I represent the Queen also my wife, Olga Discordia, she's willing to surrender and ask for amnesty from the Goddess Celestine with three conditions."

"First, she's going to accept any punishment but execution and humiliation."

"Second, spare the lives of the Dark Elves under her command."

"Third, an approval to perform public service to repay the damage that we have been committed."

"..." The seven women were silent, but I could see they were thinking about it, and the first one to talk was Celestine.

"I, for my part, agree to all the conditions the King of Black Citadel propose, I accept Olga Discordia's surrender and willing to give amnesty."

Her expression was firm, it was different from the panic and anxious Goddess, at least, she did have some traits.

"I heard the word 'propose', so it's a conditional? Also, a truce, not conceding defeat?" Alicia wrinkled her eyebrows.

"Yes."

"What if we don't agree?"

"Chloe."

The blonde Dark Elf opened the wooden box and poured out small things in huge quantities, I shaped a triangle with my palms, and said, "Big."

Several small things enlarged, it became clear to all the women that it was the heads of Orc, Ogre, Goblins, kobolds, etc...

The disgusting scent lingered in the room, Celestine's expression became pale while Prim wanted to throw up.

"This is my offering, the heads of our Savage race army."

Alicia turned slightly pallid, she covered her mouth and said, "You kill your own army?"

"That's to show our sincerity... of course, if you have a better intelligent, you can understand the other message..." I smiled, but my eyes didn't.

Yes, no one was a moron in this room, the message was simple; I could kill my army, do you want me to kill yours?

"Bastard, you think we afraid of your threat..." Alicia grit her teeth.

"I expect you to be wise."

"..." Alicia frowned, her hands clenched.

This time Claudia spoke, "Goddess, I can't accept a truce, but I can accept surrender, without conditions, Olga Discordia has to be purified with the reason of her as the leader of the vile creatures, and the commander of the opposite side, the Dark Elves under her command must be purified with reason them being vile creatures and participated in the war."

The 'purified' in Claudia's word was no doubt execution, why she had to trouble herself with such words? Probably the influence of the church. Also vile creature... how low the Dark Elf race in Claudia's mind? Had the brainwashed of the church polluted her mind with no way to return?

"Claudia, should we stand on different sides now?" Celestine said with a sad tone, I could imagine their relationship might be more than the Goddess and her knight, but also a close friend.

"..." Claudia didn't say anything, but I also noticed the sadness in her eyes.

"Why make it so troublesome? If the Queen wants a truce, then the war is over, right? It is a good thing, right? And I think everyone deserves a chance to make amend, so why don't we let her?" Maia said.

"Of course you'll say that, you are not in the frontline, what do you know?" Alicia scowled.

Then without waiting for Maia's response, she faced Celestine, said, "Goddess, you know my Great Grandfather?"

Celestine nodded, said, "He's a hero."

"Yes, he's a hero, and he died as a hero on the battlefield," Alicia said, "Goddess, do you know my cousin?"

"..." Celestine thought for a while, and then she shook her head.

"His name is Gilbert, 17 years old, he's your devout believer, he went to war in your name and fought to the last of his breath in your name," Alicia's eyes shrunk, she said, "do you know what Olga's army did to him?"

Before Celestine could answer, Alicia said, "He was butchered, his eyeballs were gouged, his organs were gutted out, his tongue was cut, his man-vital was fried... when we found his corpse, he's beyond recognition, it takes a lot of inspection to actually recognize his corpse."

Then Alicia slammed the table, and she almost stood, said with a gritted teeth, "Goddess, do you remember Prim's father?"

I glanced at Prim and saw her became pale, she bit her lips as if a meant to prevent herself from crying.

"He was in the frontline and was defeated, they cut off his head, they clean it up, and then they used his head as..."

Alicia's tunic was pulled by Prim, the poor girl was shaking her head.

"Olga might not the one who doing it, but she allows it to happen, and I bet she doesn't even care about the casualties, all she wants is the 'raise of Dark Elf', no matter how she trounces over other people's lives, no matter how she humiliated others..." Alicia said, her eyes glared at Olga, "you want forgiveness? Even if you kneel on the ground for thousand years, it won't compare with what we lose."