It was just as they said.
Fina Nisi was merely a Knight Order Captain and was not even on Church territory. What right did she have to interfere in the internal affairs of the Elves?
Looking at it from another perspective — if there was a problem in your own country and an outsider suddenly came to interfere in your internal politics, would you agree to it?
If not for Aililan’s sake, the Elves would have expelled Fina Nisi long ago.
After the Elven Elder left, Fina Nisi slammed her hand onto the table. The long table, exquisitely carved by Elven craftsmen, instantly shattered into pieces.
“I was clearly doing this for their own good, yet they are so impolite!”
She clenched her fists tightly.
If not for her wariness of that terrifying existence within the World Tree, she would have erupted completely and caused a massive scene.
The human diplomats in the surrounding delegation looked at each other, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Some even criticized her silently in their hearts — ‘What “for the good of the Elves”? Her soul has clearly been snatched away by that Elven Princess.’
A person like this simply did not understand diplomacy.
If not for her special status, they would have charged her with a crime and sent her straight back to the humans.
Regardless, Fina Nisi remained the head of the delegation.
One diplomat spoke up cautiously, “Lady Fina Nisi, please calm your anger. Please do not forget the purpose of our trip — to negotiate trade and establish commercial channels.”
Fina Nisi immediately flew into a rage. “How dare you! What is your status that you think you can lecture me?”
It was one thing to be rebuked by the Elves, but even her own people dared to cross her.
She approached him step by step, raising her hand.
“Lady Fina Nisi, please appease your anger.”
Another diplomat quickly stood out and whispered, “We represent humanity and the dignity of the Lady Saintess. If there is internal discord, it will only make us a laughingstock to other races.”
More people chimed in with persuasions.
Diplomats were best at “verbal gymnastics.”
While they couldn’t truly make Fina Nisi’s anger subside, they at least made it inconvenient for her to lash out on the spot.
“Hmph.”
Fina Nisi snorted coldly and walked away with a flick of her sleeves.
The crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, many had unsightly expressions and even began to complain — why the Lady Saintess would send someone like this.
Blaise, the deputy of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and an External Affairs Officer, had a gloomy face as he barked coldly, “Shut up. This is not for you to discuss.”
Someone was indignant. “But…”
Blaise slammed the table suddenly, his tone becoming even more severe. “I know what you want to say, but use your brains!”
“There are some things I cannot say, but if you still don’t know the weight of the situation and continue to provoke her, don’t come looking for me when something happens!”
Having said that, he left indignantly.
Nowadays, the diplomatic department held an awkward position in Atester.
Previously, a group of diplomats had been sycophants to foreigners and had a terrible relationship with the Saintess, leading to the entire department being marginalized and almost becoming a mere decoration.
But Blaise did not feel resentment.
On the contrary, he had been looking for an opportunity to regain the Lady Saintess’s trust and restore the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to its former glory.
And “observing words and expressions” was precisely his forte.
In Atester, anyone with even a little status had studied Aililan’s style of conduct.
It was almost certain — she and Fina Nisi were not on good terms.
Otherwise, this Knight Order Captain would not have been “exiled” to the Elves.
Blaise gave a bitter smile. ‘A neglected department combined with an unpopular person… we were sent away, weren’t we?’
But even so — the task had to be done well.
‘The Lady Saintess… probably doesn’t want that Captain to go back, right?’
‘Then what should I do to make her stay here without provoking the Elves?’
After pondering for a long time, Blaise suddenly slapped his forehead in realization. ‘If I remember correctly… that Captain seems to be quite the philanderer.’
This wasn’t a groundless rumor.
The rumors of Fina Nisi being entangled with women in the city were already well-known.
She almost never refused a beautiful woman.
Blaise revealed a meaningful smile. He seemed to have found a way.
Soon, he used his channels to scout out all sorts of beautiful women among the Elves — even including courtesans who had been famous for a long time.
The diplomats were dumbstruck as they watched.
“No way, Blaise… are you for real?”
“That courtesan… she’s already 600 years old, isn’t she? That’s almost 60 in human years!”
“Bullshit! She looks like she’s in her 20s!”
“Are you really sending her?”
“Sending her to the Captain.”
“Can she handle it?”
“Whether she can handle it or not is none of our business.”
Blaise waved his hand. “There is also a destitute pure-blooded Elven noble in the city, 800 years old. You guys go contact them too and send them over together.”
Everyone was shocked. “Aren’t you afraid she’ll beat you to death?”
Blaise said calmly, “As long as we don’t tell her the real age, how can she tell the difference?”
“As long as she doesn’t look old, it’s fine.”
“Anyway, being pretty is enough.”
“As for age — once the lights are out, it’s all the same.”
***
Meanwhile, Fina Nisi actively sought out the Elven Princess, Eleanorice, her tone sincere.
“Beautiful Princess Eleanorice, please believe me. Just give me a little more time, and I will definitely find a solution.”
Eleanorice had a complicated expression. After a moment of silence, she said softly, “I know you mean well… and your strength is something I admire.”
“I am willing to believe you.”
“But… I hope you can really do it.”
If Fina Nisi could truly solve the problem, she would undoubtedly win the Princess’s favor.
But the problem was — she not only failed to solve the problem but also appeared too aggressive on someone else’s territory.
Eleanorice was caught in the middle, torn.
But she was an Elf after all.
The balance in her heart would inevitably lean toward her own people.
That tiny bit of favor — would eventually dissipate with time.