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Led by Apis, the delegation members entered the central castle.

They had already toured the entire fortress and gained a basic understanding of Blood Pit Fortress.

The heavy oak door closed silently behind Apis, shutting out the faint noise inside the fortress.

The mission members entered a spacious, bright room, a gentle contrast to the rugged pragmatism of the fortress exterior.

This is one of the core meeting rooms of Blood Pit Fortress.

Light filters through the purifying crystals embedded in the vaulted ceiling, softly illuminating a large, polished obsidian round table in the center.

The desktop was covered with a neat silver-red velvet cloth, which set off several neatly arranged documents.

People were already waiting around the round table.

Leilia, the centaur commander who has been depicted multiple times in the Bloodbath Fortress messenger intelligence, sat upright in the main seat.

Beside her stood the silent but sharp-eyed Greytooth, and a lady dressed as an elf—Annabelle, who stood quietly in a corner, like a guardian blending into the shadows.

Since their last visit, they have never left the Abyss, assisting Lelia in handling matters related to the Blood Pit Fortress.

“Welcome to Blood Pit Fortress,” Leilia stood up, her voice clear and steady, carrying the straightforwardness of a soldier.

Leilia's years of experience as a Night's Watchman have already made her mature.

His gaze swept over the four guests, lingering briefly on Sophia, but he showed no sign of anything unusual.

She just didn't expect to see a half-demon in Bloodbath Fortress.

"The journey must have been arduous. I am Leilia, the Commander of the Night's Watch."

She introduced her companions one by one.

"Order guides the way, Commander Leilia."

Arian placed his right hand on his chest and performed a standard interdimensional diplomatic salute, with Gron, Sophia, and Node-07 behind him also offering their greetings.

Arian, as the captain, spoke: "We have come by order of the Bloodbath Fortress Commanders' Joint Council, representing the Allied Headquarters and the Allied Forces warriors from all realms, to pay our deepest respect and gratitude to the founder of Bloodbath Fortress, the esteemed Venerable Karna, and all the Night's Watch warriors who have fought here."

His voice was steady, with a rhythmic quality unique to elves.

Elves are adept at handling diplomatic relations, especially in slightly formal settings; it's almost ingrained in their very being.

Even on such a bloody battlefield, in such a place of iron and blood, the elves were still able to show such an attitude.

"Your Blood Pit Fortress is rooted in this chaotic abyss, like a flower of order blooming from a rock, its influence as far-reaching as the stars in the twilight."

Arian continued, his words formal and earnest.

"It is not only a steadfast shield against the demonic tide and a reliable refuge after a bloody battle, but also a beacon in the darkness, rekindling the fighting spirit and hope in the hearts of countless Allied soldiers on the 1121st floor and even in the adjacent battle zone. Its significance cannot be fully expressed in words. The Bloodbath Fortress will remember this achievement and is extremely grateful."

It sounds like flattery, but that's not the case.

For warriors who have fought bloody battles in the abyss, hearing such words would not be denied; they would even nod in approval.

Because it is.

The establishment and survival of Blood Pit Fortress is of paramount importance.

Gronn nodded and added in a gruff voice, "That's right! Seeing this white wall, even I, an old man, feel like I could still chop down a few more minions of the Abyss Lords!"

Well, even with the elves' formal opening remarks, the dwarves couldn't avoid a slightly rough and carefree demeanor.

Lelia nodded slightly, a sincere smile on her face: "Upholding order and eradicating chaos is one of the goals of the Night's Watch. It is our honor to stand shoulder to shoulder with you warriors of order in this filthy land. We appreciate your kindness."

Leilia was already adept at such formalities.

After the formal greetings and compliments, the atmosphere relaxed slightly, but still maintained a business-like formality.

Arian got to the point, adjusting his posture and becoming more solemn: "Commander Lelia, to be honest, we have come here not only to pay our respects and to investigate, but also to make a very important request, which is closely related to your forces."

He spread his hands, his tone revealing a hint of candor under pressure: "Our Bloodbath Fortress is located at a crucial point on the front line, and it has been supplying troops and supplies to the Abyss front line for many years, and its burden is growing heavier every day."

"Especially in terms of logistics, the journey is long and the demons are constantly attacking. Even with the support of the various merchant guilds, the supply of excellent medicines, reliable arrows and high-energy supplies is always a sword hanging over our heads."

Arian looked directly at Lelia with sincerity: "I have heard that your fortress, though surrounded by demons, has ample supplies and superior quality thanks to the divine power of Venerable Kana and the extraordinary strength of the Night Watchmen. Its rear supply system is nothing short of miraculous."

"Therefore, on behalf of the Bloodbath Fortress Joint Conference, we earnestly hope that we can purchase certain specific military supplies from you without affecting your defense or touching your bottom line."

"Especially battlefield first aid medicines, core components for advanced anti-magic/armor-piercing arrows, and some high-density combat rations."

The flowery language had already made the dwarves in the group dizzy, and they could only tilt their heads and try not to listen.

It would be too much to ask dwarves to understand, or even say, such things.

Just hearing it is torture.

Perhaps this is why dwarves and elves don't get along so well.

He paused, then emphasized, "Of course, the procurement list, quantity, price, and transportation arrangements can all be discussed in detail. Bloodbath Fortress is willing to offer a fair price and will do its best to coordinate transportation routes to minimize your burden. If this will indeed weaken your ability to hold your position, we will not force you to do so, and we will consider it a matter for the future."

After listening to Irian's account, Leilia and Apis next to her exchanged a knowing look.

They had anticipated this and had even prepared several contingency plans.

After the amazing loot display at Blood Pit Fortress, the request was almost a natural one.

Everyone knows that Blood Pit Fortress was able to be built because of its seemingly endless supply of resources.

After all, various alchemical weapons and ammunition were being consumed almost like a tidal wave.

Not to mention the people of Bloodbath Fortress, even the demons were somewhat surprised.

The demons still attacking Blood Pit Fortress have already spontaneously developed some relatively simple tactics.

Let those tough, hardened demons go first, to withstand the initial barrage of bullets at the start.

"This matter concerns the situation on the front lines, and we fully understand."

Leilia nodded, her face showing a calm confidence. "The Night's Watch upholds the will of order and is willing to watch over and assist its comrades. To make it clear to you, we have drafted a preliminary list of items that can be sold."

As she spoke, Annabelle, who had been as invisible as ever, knowingly picked up a thin but sturdy scroll from beside her, imprinted with the Night's Watch emblem and intricate runes, and handed it to Lelia. Lelia took it, but instead of opening it, she pushed it directly onto the table in front of Irian and unfolded it.

When the scroll was unfurled, instead of text, it displayed a delicate display of magical light and shadow, clearly listing the table of contents:
Combat Medications:
Standard-form rapid hemostatic gel.

Highly Effective Mana Neutralizing/Revitalizing Potion (Highly Effective Against Abyss Energy Corrosion)
Potent stamina booster (suitable for short-term high-intensity combat, with minor side effects possible).
Wound Cleansing Spray (Deep Cleansing, Prevention of Infection/Mutation)
Mental stabilizing incense/chips (for small-scale use)
……

Arrow/projectile assembly:
Standard anti-magic arrowheads (the shafts are custom-made according to the equipment).
Enchantment: Armor Penetration (Forge Rune) / Holy Flame (Miniature Holy Light Imprint)
Standard kinetic tail feathers (abyssal wind erosion resistant) (multiple specifications)
High-explosive/corrosive projectiles for composite crossbows (Special military supply, limited quantity)
……

Supplies:
Night Watch standard combat rations (original/basic energy type, high-density compressed, long shelf life)
High-energy flavored rations (optional flavors) (Moonlight Berry, Lava Wheat, Valley Vine Dew, etc., not required flavorings)
Portable water purification beads (one bead can replenish the daily water consumption of a normal dwarf)
……

Engineering/Defense (depending on the situation):

Lightweight standard armor plating repair kit (quick repair)
Reinforced Fence/Ground Blast Components for Temporary Fortifications
……

Arian, Gronn, and Sophia immediately bent down to take a closer look.

Arian's fingertips traced the catalog of light and shadow, his eyes growing brighter.

Before he arrived here, he could only quickly get a general understanding of these things based on their names and the labels that followed.

But before they arrived, Apis had already taken them on a tour of the fortress, so they had a basic understanding of the various products and could easily match them with the real items they had seen before.

But I didn't expect so many items to be available for sale, and apart from some of them, many of them don't seem to be limited editions.

Gron stared at the labels on the armor-piercing arrows and lava wheat rations, and couldn't help but mutter to himself again, "Good stuff..."

Sophia, on the other hand, paid particular attention to those potions that could stabilize and purify the mind.

The data stream flashed rapidly in Node-07's eyes, conducting a quick cost-effectiveness analysis and evaluation.

Just as both sides focused on the list, and Lelia rubbed her chin, preparing to negotiate the price.

In the center of the conference room, near Lelia, the air distorted slightly without warning.

There was no burst of intense light, no loud noise; the space was like a calm lake tossed with a pebble, creating ripples that were almost imperceptible.

The next moment, a young man dressed in simple dark casual clothes and with a gentle demeanor was already standing there.

It's Kana.

He strolled in as if he had simply walked from the next room, his demeanor natural, with a faint trace of contemplation on his face as if he had just finished thinking.

He concealed all his overflowing divine power, his aura becoming inward and peaceful, like a slightly quiet but by no means ordinary young man.

Kana didn't like it. He felt that casually displaying his divine identity was meaningless and would only cause trouble for others.

The mission members were immediately startled by the sudden spatial disturbance, instinctively tensing their bodies and placing their hands on their weapons.

But upon seeing the person's appearance, they felt more confused and wary.

This is the core area of ​​Blood Pit Fortress. Who would dare to, and who could, so casually use spatial teleportation to break in?
Who is this person?

In stark contrast to their tension, the watchmen turned to Cana almost as if it were second nature.

Leilia merely raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no sign of wariness, and spoke as casually as if greeting an old friend.

"Huh? Kana, why are you back at this hour? Is your 'stroll' in the Abyss over?"

There was a hint in his tone that implied, "Your return is a bit sudden."

Apis smiled gently and bowed slightly: "Lord Kana."

Graytooth grinned and waved casually: "Leader."

Annabelle simply nodded almost imperceptibly.

This casual, almost everyday interaction left the delegation, who had just been immersed in a serious diplomatic atmosphere, completely bewildered.

Arian looked at Kana with suspicion, then at the Night Watchmen's relaxed reactions, and a ridiculous and terrifying thought flashed through his mind—could it be...?

Kana waved to Lelia with a friendly smile: "I just went out for a stroll. I sensed you were all here and thought you were chatting about something, so I came back to check on you."

His gaze then fell upon Arian and the others, who were looking shocked and about to get up from their seats.

Arian finally confirmed the horror in his heart and stood up abruptly. Grom, Sophia, and Node-07 behind him also hurriedly stood up.

"Venerable Karna...?"

Arian's voice trembled with disbelief. He finally recognized the peaceful young man before him as the legendary God of Order who had stood against the evil god and built this fortress miracle!

A divine being with the title of savior.

He quickly bowed deeply, his forehead almost touching the table.

"Arian Silverleaf, Captain of the Bloodbath Fortress Mission, pays his respects to Your Excellency! Just now... just now I failed to recognize your divine countenance, and was truly rude. I beg Your Excellency's forgiveness!"

His tone was filled with fear and utmost respect.

Ge Long also hurriedly bowed and apologized repeatedly.

Sofia was so nervous that her body stiffened, and she performed the most solemn ceremony.

Node-07 bowed slightly, its core light flashing rapidly as it executed the highest level of identity verification and etiquette response procedures.

The sudden appearance of a deity before them was still quite a shock to them.

And this happened without any prior preparation.

Kana smiled gently and gestured for them to sit down: "No need for formalities, please have a seat. Don't be shy, and besides, I didn't give you any advance notice."

As he spoke, he naturally sat down in the empty seat next to Lelia, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

He glanced at the list of items on the table, then looked at the delegation, who remained respectful and appeared somewhat reserved: "So, you're discussing the procurement of supplies?"

His tone was as if he were asking about a routine matter.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Arian quickly replied, his attitude a thousand times more respectful than when he had faced Lelia. He swiftly and concisely reiterated his purpose, emphasizing that it was a "sincere request, not a demand," adopting an extremely humble posture. (End of Chapter)