Even when you put all the royal palaces in the world together, Alcveis is still the one that is unique.

In the golden hall, the sunlight shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, the green vines wrapped around the armrests of the throne, and the tall figure in the center spoke, and the deep voice was obviously speaking cold words, but it sounded unusually pleasant, " President D'Ardarion, you are so bold that you dare to come to my kingdom alone at such a time, should you say that you are stupid or brave, I heard that the Wizards' Guild suffered heavy losses in the battle of Setta, and there is no successor, if I kill you at this time, I don't know if the Terrans can afford such a loss again. ”

"Your Majesty, you have reminded me, and I am beginning to think that this is why that old fellow da Vinci chose me instead of Olavien as president. D'Ardarion stood in the middle of the hall with a big grin, receiving the gaze from all sides, and there was no lack of hostility in those gazes.

"You have excellent eloquence, President D'Ardarion, but that doesn't hide the fact that your race is facing a crisis, President Leonardo da Vinci is gone, the Wizards' Guild is at its weakest, the Lionheart Empire has declared war on the Holy Alliance, given the alliance agreement signed by Lehart VII and the Free City-State not long ago, we have reason to believe that in the near future, the Free City-State will also be dragged into the quagmire of war, and this is not the worst, you have betrayed the immortal beings you once believed in, and now they have abandoned you, and now those abyssal cracks in your territory must make you anxious。 ”

The voice on the throne paused, "I know why you're here, President D'Addarion, but...... As you humans say for a long time, there is no future for a race that ignores history, open your eyes, President D'Artagion, and look around you, this is the good that your ancestors did to us, and even the palace of Alcveis has traces of your swords. ”

"Oh, if your majesty you were talking about the fact that we breached Silvermoon City during the First Magic War and burned half of it, all I can say is that it was a very beautiful battle, and even after all these years, there are still many bards who have created beautiful poems based on it. ”

Before D'Ardarion's words fell, the elven guards in the palace had already drawn their swords at their waists, and everyone looked eager to chop someone in half, Promia smiled bitterly, I haven't seen him for so many years, this bastard's ability to provoke others has not fallen at all, he doesn't seem to care who the person standing in front of him is, but in a sense, this seems to be a unique charm.

"President D'Artagion, I regret that you seem to lack the proper education and propriety. The voice on the throne also had a rare hint of anger, "If you have always had this attitude, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of here today." ”

A sneer appeared on D'Ardarion's face, "Heh, you want to talk about history, you can, don't forget what the battle of Silvermoon City started, you proud and arrogant bastards, dressed in the cloak of civilization, savagely slaughtered 200,000 unarmed human civilians in Chia, but unfortunately we are no longer pigs, sheep and chess pieces for you to ravage at will, maybe you should be glad that the person who led the team at that time was not me, otherwise you would have lost more than half of the palace." ”

The figure on the throne fell silent, and after a while, he spoke, "It seems that we have nothing more to talk about. ”

"Yes, but I don't think so. The president of the Wizards' Guild pouted.

"You came to ask me not to send troops to the human world at this time, I understand, you are fighting for your race, and I also have to think for my race, if it is in the interests of all the elves to start a war against you and get back those things that once belonged to us, so unfortunately, I can't give you any promises, but I can guarantee your safety in Silvermoon City, and for the sake of your friendship with my daughter, I will give you the treatment of an emissary, even if you come uninvited. ”

D'Ardarion shook his head, "You seem to have misunderstood something, I'm not here to ask you to sign a truce. The president of the Wizards' Guild didn't go around in circles anymore and said bluntly, "I'm here to invite you to send troops and face the coming great battle with us. ”

There was an uproar in the palace, no one thought that someone's appetite would be so big, at this moment almost all the elves thought that D'Addarion had gone crazy, because in the eyes of the vast majority of people, it was already a great gift for the elves to remain neutral at this time, and the man in front of him was ashamed to ask the elves to also send troops together to solve the dilemma faced by mankind, but why should the elves wipe their asses for the mistakes made by humans?

The figure on the throne also seemed to raise the corners of his mouth, "It seems that humanity is really cornered, and it is actually pinning its hopes on friendship with us, but don't you think it's too late?"

"Rest assured, friendship didn't exist, doesn't exist now, and won't exist in the foreseeable future, and I'm standing here because we both share a common goal. ”

"Oh, what goal?"

"Survival. D'Ardarion softly spat out the two words.

"But it seems that you are the only ones facing an existential crisis right now. ”

"Hehe, you don't think that the elves will be able to stay in this world intact after the destruction of the human race, do you?" D'Ardarion's tone changed and he said coldly, "It's a pity that you can't provide the faith they need, for them, you are no more valuable than a grain of dust on the ground, if you think of the Dawn Continent as a huge pasture, do you think they will allow a pack of earth dogs to occupy the most fertile grasslands?"

D'Artagion's metaphor sparked another round of discontent and protests, and the atmosphere in the palace became tense again, but someone didn't pay attention to the other people's reactions, just looked at the figure on the throne, "Let's all take off our disguises, Your Majesty, don't tell me you're not worried about this, otherwise you wouldn't join forces with the Church to find the legendary World Tree." ”

"I don't know what you're talking about. The Elven King's voice froze.

"About seven years ago, Vannal V instructed Motellis to secretly send the Blessed Sword and the Apollo Shield of the Nine Hallows to the elven world, and at the same time, a huge amount of money will be remitted here every year in the church, this matter once puzzled me, until recently I gradually figured out what you are doing, you already know it, don't you? Knowing that this day will eventually come, I decided to join forces with Vannal V to find a way back for the elves. ”

(End of chapter)