Ariando, of course, understood what he was doing.

I also know what it means to do so.

This means that in the nearly 10,000 years since the ancestor led the people to move into Ellaria, he, as the king of the elves, has divided the royal power and the border together.

It means that he is likely to push the entire High Elf kingdom into the abyss called 'royal strife' again in a few years.

The precedent for such a dangerous situation has been set.

At that time, once a conflict breaks out, it will no longer be a so-called internal contradiction.

It's a thorough, all-out war!

But anyone who has read a little bit of history knows that the ancestors were disgusted with the seemingly never-ending War of the Crowns and left the main physical plane of Torreel.

From the outbreak of the First Crown War of the Arevanda Empire's attack on the Kingdom of Maielita, to the end of the Fifth Crown War, their ancestors left their homeland.

The war between the Elven Kings lasted for three thousand years.

The enmity of the four elven generations is continued.

But then, so what?

"I've had enough."

Faced with the question of the Grand Duke of Silver, the king, who was no longer young on the throne, replied.

The originally noisy palace suddenly fell silent, and the princes and nobles were silent in unison, and once again looked at the elven king who had been on the golden throne for hundreds of years, but seemed a little strange at the moment.

In the impression of all their high elves, this elven king, who is the eldest son of the king and inherits the throne until he is in the middle of the year, may not be worthy of the evaluation of being wise and martial and admired by all the people, but he can also be regarded as a benevolent, courteous, and hard-working elf king.

A king, at least qualified in every way.

At least before the Spider's Nest explosion, that was the impression King Ariando made on all elves.

It's just that since then, the king, who is nearly 600 years old, has faintly begun to become a little radical and a little anxious.

Until, at this moment.

Ariando abruptly tore off the mask he had worn for most of his life, and said this to his courtiers and nobles.

"What?" Millie looked at the Elven King in disbelief, still in disbelief at what she had heard.

"I said, I've had enough." King Eleandor repeated again.

Then, he slowly rose from his throne.

Because he has entered the old age of the elf, even if he is already a legend, he still can't withstand the erosion of the torrent of time, his temples are a little frosty, and his body is no longer as strong and straight as before, and even looks a little thin.

It's just that when King Eliandor's gaze looked around all the elves present in the royal court, they all felt a little frightened and silent because of this sudden change and the change of the king.

King Eliandor's gaze fell once again on the Silver Grand Duke Mirihiro:

"Millie, I vaguely remember that when you were a child, I hugged you, right?"

"Yes, Uncle Eliandor, I remember the same." Millie also sensed that something was wrong with Ariando, and tried to calm the king's emotions.

An elven king, especially a king who is still popular with the people and holds real power, once it gets out of control, the situation is equally terrifying.

But King Ariando did not think so, and paced before the throne in the eyes of all the nobles:

"Look at it, now you have grown up, and you have also inherited the position of the Grand Duke of Silver, shepherding one side, and winning the hearts of the people of Theorus."

With each step, the originally slightly curved back straightened a little, and the vitality of the past seemed to gradually return to this body that was gradually drying up like rotten wood.

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped in his steps, turned his head to look down at the Grand Duke of Baiyin, and slowly showed a smile and said:

"Even now more than half of the nobles in the royal court have to act according to your face.

"So much so that now you can tell me, to your former Uncle Eliandor.

"Pointing fingers and making demands."

Millie's expression changed suddenly, and she was a little painful and entangled in explaining to the king, who also seemed to have been forcibly suppressing some kind of pain, and even said a little sadly:

"But everything I did was for our elven kingdom Devensel."

Ariando tilted his head and took a deep breath, then sighed:

"Yes, it's all for our elven kingdom Devensel.

"Every single one of you, for Devensel.

"Good one, for Devinsell."

Speaking of this, Ariando suddenly laughed, but the smile did not have the slightest warmth, and looked at the officials of the royal court again:

"Therefore, for the sake of Devensel, and for the various territories of the kingdom to become richer and stronger, you can use natural disasters as an excuse to repeatedly ask for the opening of the treasury and the release of grain, and the reduction of territorial taxes.

But I am afraid that only God knows how much food really reaches the hands of the affected people.

"And how much of the reduced tax revenue is really used for disaster relief?"

The nobles who had filled their pockets looked away in unison.

"For the sake of Devinsell, I must be like my father.

"To be a king who cultivates internal affairs, is virtuous and observant, humbly asks the Senate for advice in everything, and is not impulsive or overstepping.

"But what? Thousands of years have passed, and the national strength of the Elven Kingdom has been dozens of times greater than in the past.

"But the borders are still the same.

"The emptiness of the treasury remains as good as it used to be.

"The attitude towards the drow elves is still the same as before.

"I originally thought that when the Spider's Nest City exploded, the Well of Miracles went straight to the dark region, and the Drow elves were 'leaderless', all of you present, the elites of the Council of Elders would cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and give this group of Drow a heavy blow, so as to give Ander Wensell peace for the next hundred years.

"The result? You think that Drow is no longer a threat of the past, and demand that I dismantle the navy!

"How ridiculous!

"But I have also 'for the sake of Devinsell,' and in order to prevent the situation from spreading further and worsening in the navy, I have adopted your decision to dismantle the navy."

Hearing this, those 'elders' also lowered their heads slightly and did not say a word.

And the elf king's gaze turned around, and it also fell back on Millie again:

"Your Excellency the Silver Wheel, have you really forgotten how the source of all this, the Devensel Seventh Fleet, was destroyed?

"How did the calamity in the whole territory of the Elven Kingdom come about?

"Can you tell me again in front of all the nobles present that everything you have done is true

"For Devinsell?"

"I" For a while, Millie opened her mouth, but finally couldn't speak.

Sometimes that's how things are in the world, people only look at what you do, not what you do.

Her original intention couldn't solve everything that was messing up now.

And Miriyu's silence and the collective silence of the nobles of the royal court made the elf king Eliandor completely angry:

"Answer me, I'll listen.

"But you answered me! Are they all speechless after being poisoned by Drow?

"Tell me, everything you do is for Devensel! For the prosperity and survival of the Elven Kingdom! ”

But after the extreme anger, Eliando's voice also slowly rose and fell:

"No, for your own own greed.

Answering me in this way, I can assume that all this absurdity today has not happened.

"Go back to your lineman

"The Puppet King."

No one answered, and no one dared to be the first bird at this time.

Ariando chuckled, but finally said with disappointment:

"Since you can't answer me, this is the answer I give you.

"Duke of the Silver Wheel, no, King Theorus, be ordained.

"The basket you poked out yourself, you go and solve it by yourself as an elf king.

"From now on, our two kings will be autonomous across the river.

"Don't bother me again.

"And I, to bring Devensel back in the right direction to which it should return."

Speaking of which, King Ariando, who had followed the rules all his life, but finally 'went crazy once' in public, sat back on his throne in a dejected manner, and looked at Millie with a blank face, no longer speaking.

Poof.

In the eyes of the elves, Milli, the Duke of the Silver Wheel, knelt on one knee:

"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon, I can't take my life."

The king did not answer.

"Please also ask Your Majesty Eliandor to take back your order."

"Don't make such dangerous jokes in the future."

The king was silent.

Seeing Millie slowly take off her Silver Wheel Crown with an expressionless face, put it on the floor in front of her, and pleaded again:

"Your Majesty, please give this crown of the Silver Wheel to my daughter Elizabeth."

Just when the nobles of the Elven Palace wondered what the Silver Grand Duke meant, they heard Milly's voice that was more mournful than dead:

"I have no argument with what Your Majesty has said.

"All the calamities that the elven kingdom is experiencing now, the sin is on me.

"If Your Majesty thinks that the only way to turn the tide is to get rid of what Devensel is doing right now is to get me out of the way.

"I, Duke of the Silver Wheel, Milliam Elizabeth Scalia.

"Willing to die for Your Majesty!"

Saying these words that made all the elves unbelievable, the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel did not hesitate to pull out the ancestral 'Archon's Sword' at his waist and stab it towards the heart.

All this happened so quickly and unexpectedly that when the legendary Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel drew his sword and killed himself, not a single elf reacted.

But just around him, the elves screamed and wanted to stop it.

Just as King Eleandor on the throne leaned forward slightly, his eyes revealing a trace of painful and contradictory anticipation.

There was a loud bang.

The door of the side hall of the palace seemed to be suddenly slammed open by some huge object.

The shattered gold-lacquered doorpost smashed straight into the pretty face of the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel, Milli, who was determined to die.

As a legend, her movements were momentarily sluggish.

Instinctively looked in the direction of the 'attack', and then she was stunned to see four 'silver dragon balls' with almost stacked bodies rolling towards her.

"Huh?" Millie had the same sluggish expression she had when she first saw her daughter, just like Artilisia.

In the next second, one of Devinser's legends, the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel, was crushed by four silver dragons together.

Click.

There was a moment of sluggishness and silence in the Elven Court, and then various voices erupted together:

"Quick! Take the sword from the Duke's hand! ”

"Protect Your Majesty Eliandor!"

"The Duke has fainted from a serious injury!

"Quick! Priest! Priest! Save the elves! ”

Only the king on the throne stared at David, the group of silver dragons who suddenly rushed in.

David, who was pressed down in the penultimate position, always felt as if he was hated by someone.

Immediately the thief cried out, and the thief shouted:

"Don't come here!

"This place has a slippery floor!

"You can't stop it!"

"I" Tanya was stunned, she had stopped in front of the door just now, but his brother was stunned and dragged them into it together.

After perceiving the strangeness in the palace, Tanya didn't know the intentions of the old brother, so she had to silently carry this big black cauldron, which was focused by the eyes of the elves, and her young heart was somewhat aggrieved.

Hey, it's another day to accompany my brother.

Without her, Tanya will have to break up sooner or later.

On the other side, Artilisia, who was also coerced in by her own son, was concerned about the safety of her best friend:

"Get out of the way! You've brought Millie down the ground! ”

In the face of the dragon sister David, it was only a tacit hint, and in the face of his own dragon father David, he directly went all out:

"Can you blame me for this? Get your ass off my head! ”

[Fury]

Squeezed dry.

in every sense.

The update at noon tomorrow may be a little later, probably.

(End of chapter)