"I need to get to Silvermoon City as soon as possible, Elder Terifal!"

After nodding to the elven archers, the elven princess flew to the elven mages with the war puppets, ignoring the commotion of the elven mages and walked straight to a mage with a pale face and silver hair that even dragged down to the waist.

Elves are one of the traditional immortal species in the Western Regions, ordinary elves generally have a lifespan of three hundred years, theoretically once they become adults, their appearance will not change, and only at the end of their lives will they appear old, just as the old elf in front of him looks old, and it is completely half a foot into the coffin board.

However, don't look at the old man in front of you, but he is the real ruler of the border fortress capital of Quel'Salas, the real ruler of Audam, the true ruler of the Morning Star Clan, the Great Elf Clan, the second seat of the High Council of the King, and as a high-level peak mage, he is currently the only existence that can open a teleportation array directly to Silvermoon City.

"It is my pleasure, Your Highness!"

Looking up and staring at the elven princess for a moment, Terifal Star turned his head and floated into the air, flying towards the horizon with the elven princess behind him.

In just a few minutes, a city of elves came into view, Dysom, the Gate of Quel'Thalas, the capital of the High Elf fortress.

As a former military fortress, Dysom is one of the few elven cities in the entire Kingdom of Quel'Thalas that has a protective barrier, and its defense level is only second to that of Silvermoon City, the capital of Quel'Thalas.

Theoretically, not to mention flying straight into the city, even entering the city from the main gate requires passing through several guards, but with the leadership of the current Grand Lord of Dysom, Terifal Xingchen, the group basically entered this cold elven city without any obstacles.

Even though the appearance of the pitch-black war puppet under the elven princess caused quite a stir and commotion, the group of three people still entered the city unimpeded and walked straight forward again, and finally came to the towering mage tower in the center of the city.

"Your Highness!

Still hurrying all the way, straight to the top floor of the mage tower, Terifal finally stopped, and said to the elven princess who was still stuck to the war puppet behind him, and even pressed the emphasis on the word absolute.

"Twigs, in my hands!"

Seemingly very familiar with this place, the coldness on her pretty face finally eased a little, and Princess Gilnella jumped off the shoulder of the war puppet for the first time, and the first words she said to the old elf mage shocked her face drastically, and before she could react, she continued.

"Teacher, I want to apply to the High Council of the Former King for the Battle of Sipheros!"

"Your Highness, in the last Star and Moon Council, your ranking was only in the third place, even if you successfully apply for the Battle of Siphilos, you still need to deal with His Highness Kadlar, who is in the second order, before you can pay tribute to that..."

After all, he had seen the spirit of the wind and rain and the spirit that had struggled out of the frenzy of seven or eight hundred years, and the old mage quickly hid the shock on his face, and his brows furrowed and gave advice.

"Then before applying, put my order to the previous one!"

The pretty face suddenly showed a faint smile, and the elf princess glanced at the war puppet behind her, the war puppet who had not moved the whole time gave her a sense of security at the moment, but when she thought of Su Yu hidden in it, a chill instantly washed away this strange feeling.

"Your Highness, combat power is only one of the indicators for judging! And under normal circumstances, non-Star and Moon Councils, the High Council of the King does not have the power to propose a re-evaluation of the ranking of His Highnesses!"

Following the elven princess's line of sight, Terrifal finally looked at the puppet head-on, along the way, the old elf mage had actually swept the up and down puppets in front of him dozens of times, but not to mention distinguishing its origin, even some of the local structures exposed by the war puppets saw that the elven mage had no clue at all, and it was very likely that it was not a product from the Western Regions at all.

However, purely from the combat power of the initial blow of the war puppet, it has completely reached the high-level level, and in the contemporary Western Regions, where the legend is withering, the demigod is almost mythical, and the basic is not obvious, a high-level combat puppet has been called the top level of help,

Not to mention that in the remote Kingdom of Quel'Salas, with this puppet alone, Princess Gilnella can crush most of the contemporary princes and princesses with an absolute advantage in combat power in the kingdom's decennial Great Council, the Council of the Stars and Moons, and launch an attack on the throne of the eldest prince, that is, the crown prince of the Sun Chaser.

"This is my hole card for Kyle!"

With a faint smile, Gilnella waved his hand at the war puppet in front of him, and the three-meter-tall giant shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a humanoid figure of about two meters, with pointed ears and an unusually delicate face and jade-colored eyes, if it weren't for the still somewhat gray complexion, it would be a high elf at all.

"Look, if you put on a set of silver vulture armor, who can tell if he's a wild elf or a war puppet?"

As the only elven kingdom in the world, Quel'Salas naturally cannot only exist as high elves, and there are also a large number of wild elves, wood elves and even night elves of the dead country, and various elven species play the position of the low-level people in the kingdom.

This is also the origin of the high elves, in which the wild elves are actually a general term for the half-blood elves, although the elves are similar to outsiders, but they are very clear within the various clans, although the mixed blood will not attract blatant rejection, but it is rarely completely integrated into the clan, which also causes the reason for the lower status of the wild elves.

"I see, I'll contact Windranger and Dawnshield right away!"

The old elf in front of him had a heavy face, but he still didn't ask anything, but said with a slightly brisk face in the smile of the elf princess.

"Don't be in such a hurry!"

As the tallest building and the core of the defense system of Audam, this mage tower called the Heart of Chenge became his personal mage tower after the elf mage inherited the name of the morning star, and the top floor of the mage tower is actually the rest room of the old elf mage, the internal structure is a traditional mage stream, in addition to a large number of bookcases, that is, a table and chair by the window.

After saying everything, the elf princess seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, slowly sat down on the only chair, and chuckled and said to the old elf who also summoned a similar chair to sit on.

"After all, to wake up the mother tree, I also need to prepare some, uncle!"

Knocking on the handrail, the old elf who seemed to be in thought froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned, and he looked at the elf princess who had been waiting for a long time before he said with a wry smile.

"Ginner, it's been a long time since I've heard you call me uncle!"

"It's been almost a hundred years, since..."

With a sudden turn of her eyes, the elven princess turned her head away from looking at the old elf, and looked out the window, looking at the sky that had fallen into darkness, but the lights below Oldum were still bright, and all kinds of magic lamps still illuminated the whole city.

"They, killed the mother!"