In the evening, a convoy slowly drove out of the brightly lit palace gardens.

Escorting them was Orin and her knights.

"Send them to the Moonlight Opera? You're better than I thought you would......" Orin and the carriage side by side. She thought that Annan would have a good conversation with one messenger at most, but she didn't expect him to take down all the elves......

"I can't live up to your trust." Annan bit the accent and sneered.

Orin pretended not to hear and rushed to the front of the group.

"Annan, won't you introduce me to me?" The blue-haired elf smiled at him, and the elves next to him looked at him in amazement.

"She's Orrin Montreal."

This last name speaks for itself.

"So you approach us for the same purpose?" A young elf in the carriage said coldly.

Annan didn't say anything, but the blue-haired elf took the initiative to defend it: "Annan is not this kind of person...... Is that right? ”

"We're pure friends, just like you." Lest Tribulus and Serita Dena be regarded as enemies by the elves, Annan said in advance: "It just so happens that I have some new friends to introduce to you.

"Are they all girls?"

"Of course not! How could you think that? ”

Annan thought that Tribulus and Serita Dena were ghosts, not girls.

It seems that because there were still two elves sitting in the carriage, the elven mentor did not continue to question.

The procession carrying the elven messengers made their way from the top of the hill to Midtown, stopping at the edge of the dark ruins of Saurondor.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place in your imperial capital."

"The royal past."

Annan gestured to the only building with lights on the edge of the dark ruins: "There is the Moonlight Opera House." ”

Pamira went back to rest, and Annan had to shout outside the door for Tribulus to open the door for him.

"It's thistles, and there's a Serita Dana, and they're theater employees." Annan added: "There is a sad story behind this......

"Remember to tell me."

Deprived of sunlight and guests, the moonlit opera house at night looks desolate and deserted, and the beauty of the falling moonlight and climbing vines is just right for the elves' aesthetic, although they are still proud: "As a human, your aesthetic is not bad." ”

Annan joked: "Your companion doesn't seem very friendly. ”

"Sorry, they're not used to human etiquette." The blue-haired elf glanced at the elf who spoke, and the proud elf stopped talking nonsense in front of Annan.

Tribulus terrestris has brought the Eternal Philosopher's Stone, and the question is, do you want to show the elves "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" or "The Fall of the Mage Tower"?

The growth of a young human mage has neither a sense of substitution nor expectation for the elves.

Jack and Ruth's love story? But elves don't have the same fiery emotions as humans, or rather, they have other pursuits besides love.

"The Redemption of Beta" is the best fit for them, a story of redemption that is the common language of intelligent beings – especially the participation of elven prisoners.

"What do you suggest I screen?" Annan asked the elven mentor for advice.

"Do what you like."

Annan gave the Philosopher's Stone to Tribulus and asked her to screen "The Redemption of Beta".

The elves sat in the front row of the theater, and behind the blue star logo, the screen lit up to begin Freeman's confession.

"An orc?"

The fangs protruding from the mouth, and the hideous, old face appeared on the curtain with great impact, at least the elves who liked beautiful things looked disgusted.

"I thought you'd seen it."

“…… The Mage Tower has not been able to idle. ”

"I know."

Annan whispered the story behind "The Redemption of Beta" - and praised himself a little: "At that time, at the beginning of the alien order, I saw nobles, wealthy merchants, and mercenaries hunting orcs, dwarves, and goblins in Beta...... And that includes you elves. ”

"I managed to save dozens of aliens from the mercenaries."

"And this magical image?"

"The actors you see are all aliens that I rescued from the dungeon, and there is an elf."

The blue-haired elf lowered his eyes: "Is there only one ......?"

Annan wanted to pat the elven mentor on the shoulder, but he would be seen, so he had to secretly hold her hand: "They were so proud, I said I would save them out, but they chose to escape from prison...... It's not their fault. ”

Irilanzer must be sad...... Annan thought, because she didn't even hold it back. Then he let go of his hand as well - because it was so strange that the elven mentor was the blue-haired elf now.

"The royal court is at war with the southern human nations." The blue-haired elf said suddenly.

"What?"

"They did something unforgivable because of the alien order......"

The war between the Elven Court and the southern human nations has been going on for some time, and their cruelty to all races, especially elves, after the alien decree was issued, was simply outrageous......

From the High Elves to the Moon Elves, from the Night Elves to the Dark Elves, they raided the elven tribes, captured the elven rangers, and sold them to the rich and noble merchants as playthings, regardless of gender.

The Tatoon Empire, because of its strong control, basically only expelled rather than enslaved.

Annan suddenly realized what the ancestor meant when he said, "You are not high enough" - those important, secret, and casual messages that would be casually told by the upper echelons were not accessible to ordinary people.

Without an elven mentor, Annan wondered if he or his subordinates had heard the gossip in the tavern an unknown number of times.

"Do you still support the Interracial Order now?"

"On the contrary, I have always supported your abolition of the alien order, at least in Middle-earth, which is closest to Wilhelm, and the alien order should not exist."

The elves behind them gradually immersed themselves in the magical image, and Annan and the blue-haired elves continued to whisper.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Let them know the cost. You buy ...... No, ask the official of the Ministry of Ceremonies directly, the finances of the year when the Empire issued the alien decree, it won't look too good. ”

The blue-haired elf guessed Annan's thoughts: "What if there is no change?" ”

"No way. Have you forgotten? Annan pointed to the top of his head, "It's a 'turbulent year.'" ”

"They won't tie a turbulent year to finances?"

"How do they tell the difference?" The Year of Turmoil and the Order of the Alien Race both occurred in the same year. "But the fiscal reduction is real. With the size of the Tatooon Empire, even a five-percent reduction in taxes would be a big problem. ”

"We can also get the empire to make reparations. The Montreal Gold Family prides itself on being the head of the Montreal family, and they will also compensate for the mistakes committed by the outside branches. ”

Speaking of this, Annan paused: "My champion warlock is their compensation. ”

"Are you really a champion warlock?"

"Or else?"

(End of chapter)