"This one is the Speaker of the Kingdom, Elder Darren Hill Dawn, who has worked for the Elven Kingdom for more than three hundred years in his position in the council. ”

This old man wearing a white-washed robe with worn corners and a wrinkled face, if it weren't for Yudion's introduction, Andre probably wouldn't have been able to see the wisdom and vicissitudes of the other party hidden under the ordinary appearance. As one of the top three elders in the Elven Kingdom in terms of power and prestige, the Son of the Abyss feels that his image can probably be regarded as "obscene" among the elves with excellent appearance.

André naturally wouldn't make the mistake of judging people by his appearance when he knew who the other party was, especially when his status was in such a big contrast with his dress and residence. The son of the abyss can only sigh that the elves' ideological consciousness has indeed reached a certain level, as a figure representing the ruling class of the kingdom, he would be dressed up like this when he was at home.

"Hello, I'm Andrea Gosarez from Andrari......"

"I heard your real name is Arthur Digrell Gosarez?" asked the old man, who had not moved in his chair, with great interest.

The words had already been spoken, and Andre didn't mean to change his words at all, but he still didn't expect that this unremarkable old man would receive the news so quickly.

"I didn't expect the council to be so well-informed, but the matter before the half-hourglass hour has already reached your ears, Speaker. Andrei said with sincere admiration.

Even Yudeen's eyes changed when he looked at the Speaker, although nominally the council was responsible for supervising Andrarui's every move, but the Great Druid didn't expect that the intensity of the council's surveillance had reached this point in secret!

"Did you misunderstand something?" the smile on the old man's face became unsettled, "My son just brought me a snack from you......"

The male elf who was sorting out in the back room seemed to have heard his father's words, and the gray-haired, not young son nodded politely to the two visitors, "My son and his wife love your food, I have tried it too, it is indeed very special." ”

With that, the Speaker's son went back to his room to attend to his business.

"Glade isn't very good at communicating with strangers, and he means he likes your stuff too. The old man explained with a little embarrassment, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to visit me, a lonely old man, with a snack." ”

"Thank you for agreeing, maybe you and Mr. Glade will like this. André took out from his satchel the gift he had already prepared, a collection of snacks in a simple but delicate wooden box.

"You're too polite, young son of the abyss. Darren Hill happily accepted the gift, and the folds on his face were almost squeezed together, "But even if you come with such a thoughtful gift, I won't be able to help you or anything!"

"You're overthinking, Speaker. It's entirely our business to fight for our legitimate rights in the referendum, but I think you're on our side emotionally, aren't you?"

"Although I don't agree with what they did, they are all people who have suffered in the war, and from their point of view, there is nothing wrong with them. What's more, it is precisely because they are victims of that historical conflict that people are hostile to the demons and sympathize with them, and even I can only helplessly watch them get closer and closer to the goal of restarting the referendum. The old man reluctantly introduced the current situation, but as long as there was any suitable entry point, he would not do nothing like now.

He dedicated the rest of his life to the entire kingdom, and although he didn't care so much about his reputation, he still hoped that his career in power would end to a successful end in the position of Speaker.

"We are here to ask you about the details of the 'referendum', do you think that as the party to be tried, my compatriots and I have the right to have our voice in the referendum?"

"You may not understand, young man. Our elves' prejudices against your demons are deep-rooted, and in the face of the fierce public opinion of hundreds of thousands of elves, no matter how smart you are, you can't find any chance!"

"No, no, no, you probably haven't understood what I mean. "Chances are different from chances, especially when we're prepared. Being able to express our opinions is absolutely vital for us at Andrari!"

After living for more than 900 years, there is only the last bit of the journey of life, and the snow-white eyebrows of the elder who has reached the end are tightly twisted together at this moment. There are not many people in his memory who will be indomitable for something other than life, maybe this is the attitude of life that the "end of despair" bred by the bottomless abyss should have!?

......

Three days later, Drita Kumoss stood in front of the square of the parliament hall as the representative who initiated the referendum. Behind him were the electorate, representing a tenth of Garlanord's family, and the bustling crowd crowded the once bustling square, and some unrelated elves suppressed their curiosity and stopped to watch things unfold.

The lame old elf, who had the support of the strong people, knocked on the solemn door of the council hall, and he quietly watched the thirty-two council members come out of this building that carried a long history and the rise and fall of the nation, and Drita felt that at this moment he had condensed the power of the entire Garlanord!

Behind him is the hearts of the people who represent the entire elven kingdom. No one can ignore this surging power! The council will bow to their mistakes, and those demons with evil intentions will be permanently driven out of the eternal pure land of Garanord!

"This is a petition signed by more than a thousand family representatives, please take a look!" Drita sent several large and heavy sheets of paper rolled into a bunch, not heavy enough to carry a weight that would make any elf feel incomparably heavy.

"What you're trying to do is to get Andrari's demons to abandon their inheritance in Garanord and leave here, and even the entire Whispering Forest, and never set foot in the land that belongs to our elves, right?" Darren Hill, as the head of the council, asked with a serious expression and a careful word.

"Yes, we are going to drive those demons with evil intentions out of our homeland!" Although Delta's original first step was to expel the "Emerald Scales" and "From the Abyss" out of Garlanord's range, since they could directly achieve their ultimate goal in one step, the angry elves naturally agreed.

But he did not know that he had been led by the words of His Excellency the Speaker in a direction that had a greater opportunity for Andrari.

"You also have to make a serious protest against the inaction of the council, right?" Tarunhill continued.

"Yes, we all question the inaction of the Parliament!" replied Derita in the affirmative, saying that since the occupants of the Parliament were already getting old, it was time to make way for the younger, more enterprising people.

Although all the members of the council did not understand why the Speaker, who had always been shrewd, would mention such details in full view of the resonance amber in front of the Parliament, they did not make any indication out of confidence in the Speaker. What's more, when the resolution was passed and Andrari ran the shop in Garlanord, the statements of the parliamentarians had already been recorded.

In other words, the parliamentarians who supported Andrari and Her Highness Loxanne and were likely to be ousted in this incident have no room to change their positions. However, the vast majority of the councillors who made the choice did not regret their decision at the time, and although the councillors represented the trust of the people and belonged to the supreme glory, their original purpose was to advise for the prosperity of the kingdom. What's more, out of trust in the eldest princess and the goddess, they don't feel that they really did something wrong.

After all, the Son of the Abyss, who has a legendary experience, is the Chosen One who has been blessed by His Majesty Galandia himself!

"Then let's ask the other party to come forward and defend ourselves. ”

At the same time as His Excellency Speaker's words fell, a young man with black hair and black eyes appeared from the corner of the parliament building and walked straight to the podium in front of the parliament gate.

The light curtain dedicated to the stage magnifies the handsome and calm faces of the young people to the point that everyone can see them clearly. But what makes people curious is the warm glowing "jewel" that this stranger wears around his neck, most elves are no strangers to this thing, and every queen receives the exact same treasure before taking office - the blessing of the great goddess, the seed of Garanord.

Garanord's Seed (Height)

Soul Bound - Andrea Gesarez

"First meeting, residents of Garlanord. I am the leader of the demon clan who Mr. Delta calls 'ill-intentioned', Andrari's son of the abyss, Andrès Gesarez. The young man's voice reached the ears of every elf in the square through resonant amber, and on the big screen, the unpredictable son of the abyss also deliberately lit up the sacred seed on his neck to the "camera".

Then the square erupted into a wave of eager discussion—like Derita, no one had heard that the notorious son of the abyss had already been approved by the goddess. At that time, the elves who received the blessing with André did not even know from the beginning to the end which special family this lucky boy with black hair and black eyes belonged to.

As the initiator of the referendum, Derita Kumoss realized that things were not going the way he had hoped.