Negotiating II
Author: Agent_047
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‘Something’s not right,’ Liasas said in her mind as Aron spoke about possibly altering the terms of the deal to make it either individualistic or a mixture of both.

‘Why do you think so?’ Xylor, the Zelvora fleet commander, asked, connected to her through the mental network, after sensing her concern.

‘I’m sure some of their soldiers managed to breach a few of the top ten civilizations' ships and encountered some of our strong individuals that wiped out their forces. Yet the man in front of me doesn’t seem the least bit concerned about what signing this agreement could mean. And from the speed at which he’s negotiating, it’s clear he’s not just stalling—he genuinely wants to reach an agreement quickly. It’s... strange,’ Liasas responded, sharing her suspicion with the fleet commander.

She still didn’t know the name or rank of the individual standing before her. He had introduced himself simply as the negotiator, offering no further details before launching into the empire’s list of de
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