Arthur Crowe, Elven Council.

The council held today was not a council of elders discussed by the five elders, but a council in which all the High Elves were present.

The last time the Elven Council was held was three thousand years ago, when Athurcro was the most prosperous elven capital on the ground.

Today, there are less than 4,000 of Arthurcro's people left, and a few days ago they fought with the enemies who tried to invade Athercro, leaving more than half of the entire group wounded.

Coupled with the fact that outsiders have established a stronghold in the Forgotten Lands, the entire High Elf community is in a state of tension and panic.

This time the Council will decide the future of the High Elves.

"Our enemies now are not all humans, but the evil sects that lurk in the dark green swamps."

Elder Sindonar stood on the high platform and spoke loudly in front of all the clansmen.

"The humans who visit the Forgotten Lands are recognized guests by the Sacred Tree, and it is thanks to their help that Arthurcro has not been destroyed."

It's a pity that this parliament has been going on from the beginning to the present... It was clear that the entire Council of Elders was still hostile to outsiders, and there were only two of them who wanted to drive them away.

Elder Enya was already on Sindonal's side.

"Eventually... Was my stubbornness a farce? ”

An elderly elder of the conservative sect muttered to himself, but the voice was audible to everyone in his clan.

"Elder Lapas, their arrival is not necessarily a matter of destruction, but a new opportunity."

Elder Sindonal also tried his best to speak to the two elders in a friendly tone.

If they let go of their stubbornness, then the crisis of division within Arthur Crowe would no longer exist, and one of the elders had clearly wavered.

But the wavering elder bowed his head and was silent for a moment, and whispered.

"New opportunities, your words... It's like my old friend said, Sindonal. The elder looked up and said, "Many years ago, my old friend was just as curious about humanity as yours, and often visited the stations that humans had established on the edge of Arthurcro. ”

As the elders slowly recounted Arthurcro's past, all the elves in the council fell silent.

The Council of Elders did not hide the disaster, and whenever a young High Elf came of age, he would watch images related to that disaster.

In order to make them remember the tragedy.

"But the humans showed themselves for what they were, and they used my old friend as research material, and when I saw him again, they had become unconscious lumps of flesh." The Elder's tone of voice was flat, but it pierced the heart of every High Elf like a needle.

"When I saw him again, Arthur Crowe had become a scourge, your father had died in that resistance, and I think many of the elders of the children here had died in that battle." The elder whispered.

"Is it glorious? It's not glorious... It was just a one-sided and brutal massacre, and the blasphemers did not know what a terrible monster they had unleashed, and you had forgotten the hatred of the past for so many years...... Having to accept those humans for the sake of Arthurcro's future, Elder Sindonal did the right thing, but I can't accept it. ”

The elder said this, and took off his robe as an elder.

"I couldn't live with the enemies who had killed my wife, my friends, and even my parents, so I decided to leave Arthurcro."

The moment he made this decision, the entire Elven Council was in an uproar.

Elder Kappis was the most prestigious and oldest of the entire clan, and Elder Kuitoan was below him.

The young High Elves, who were also resentful of outsiders, stood up.

"We will follow Elder Carpas' lead." They said in a pious voice.

The wave was gradually set off, and more and more young High Elves stood up in support of the Elder.

"You—" Elder Sindonal was about to say something, but was stopped by Elder Queitoan.

"It's useless." Quiytoan shook his head and said.

But at this moment, more and more silver-white light gathered on Elder Kappas.

Elder Quiytoan understands... The number of elves who support Kepas in the clan is gradually becoming more and more numerous.

They were too young to understand what the outsider had brought to Arthurcro, and simply hated the outsider invading their home.

At this moment, a silver-white number appeared on Elder Kappas's head.

Two thousand seven hundred twenty-one.

Kuitoan's eyes widened at what the number meant, and he turned his head to look at Elder Sindonal, and saw that he also had a number of three hundred and twenty-seven on his head, and seven hundred and seventy-three on his own.

The voice that was chanting 'Follow Elder Kappas' gradually stopped at this moment, and the other young High Elves also saw the number on Elder Kappas's head.

Quiittoan looked at Enya, and her head was 'three hundred and ninety-three', but the number was slowly decreasing.

Even the numbers on Elder Kuitoan's own head were slowly decreasing.

There are a few young High Elves below who have these numbers on their heads, but most of them are only single digits and tens of digits.

At this moment, a huge eagle descended on the top of the stone pillar of the Elven Council.

All the High Elves bowed their heads reverently, because the white eagle was the embodiment of the consciousness of the World Tree, and the eagle did not speak, but only transmitted a thought to the consciousness of all the High Elves.

That is, the number on your head represents the admirer you have. ’

The power of faith is the nourishment of the World Tree, and the power and even life of the High Elves come from the World Tree.

The High Elves can see the power of faith surrounded by the elders from birth, and they have a large amount of faith power that represents a status in the High Elf group.

Originally, these white lights could not be counted clearly, and the strength could only be judged from the density, but after having an accurate number at this moment.

The level to which all the elders in the Council of Elders are revered by the elves of the clan is clear at a glance.

The appearance of this number has only fueled the momentum of Elder Kappas's faction, and the number of admirers on his head is slowly rising.

The young High Elves below even uttered something that made Elder Kappas ignore the other elders and banish those outsiders.

"If this number alone can judge the status within the clan, can the five elders come down and hand over the position to me?"

Suddenly, a voice tore through the cacophony of elven councils like sharp blades.

A figure gradually walked towards the center of the Elven Council, and the display on her head was twelve thousand seven hundred and twenty... This is a number that is enough to shut up all the young High Elves.

"Aurelian, what did you just say?" An elven elder questioned her under tremendous pressure.

"Don't be blinded by the glory of the past anymore."

Aurelian had come back from her visit to Nolan and seen her people behaving in this way, and she had a strong sense of shame and anger that would have given her such a 'rebellious' remark.

The High Elves were indeed the most powerful race in the world in the past, and their magical skills and magical talents were far superior to humans, but... Now it's completely different.

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