The Quaytoan clan of the High Elves had always been the elites of the clan.
Every member of the Quaytoan clan demanded of themselves as a leader, and Aurelia was no exception.
This time, when she was trapped in the Forgotten Land, she did lead every imprisoned High Elf out of their predicament as a leader. At the same time, Aurelia was also trying her best to save all the members.
Alright … No matter how Aurelia tried to explain, she could not deny the fact that she was still happily playing a game when she was imprisoned by the Blasphemer!
"Elder Quaytoan."
The group of surrounding High Elves quickly moved away from their positions. Although the Elder found out that they were secretly touching the Blasphemer's creation, they were still a little afraid.
But the news of Elder Quaytoan's appearance here was enough to excite them.
"Wen Enna, go get the others to prepare to leave this place."
Quaytoan gave his first order to the High Elf behind him.
Although on the surface, Josiah had them under house arrest, Quaytoan could see that the Chaos Demon had taken special care of them. Food, games, a place to live, and even after-dinner exercise were all provided.
This was no longer the level of house arrest.
When Quaytoan said that they could finally leave this place, many of the young High Elves did not have any expressions of excitement on their faces. Quaytoan even saw a little disappointment on many of their faces.
What had they experienced here?
Quaytoan did not ask this question. He looked at his granddaughter.
"Aurelia, come with me."
"I understand, Elder."
Aurelia's heart was filled with shame.
A large part of the reason for her shame was that when the Elder said 'come with him', Aurelia almost blurted out 'wait for me to finish this round!'.
Aurelia suppressed this rebellious sentence in her heart and silently gave up on the set of cards she had assembled. She stood up reluctantly and followed Elder Quaytoan.
"Have you interacted with the master of this place?"
Quedonian, who was walking in front, suddenly asked.
The master of this place? That Blasphemer?
"I've been in contact with them a few times."
Aurelia answered the elder truthfully. She had tried to break through the siege on the first floor several times a few days ago, but unfortunately, she was stopped by the ice dragon every time.
During this period of time, she saw the blasphemer from afar a few times.
The fact that Elder Quaetoan could come here meant that the High Elves had conquered this place? In other words, the blasphemer must have been caught!
"Aurelia, do you still plan to become a member of the Elder Council?"
"Of course! It's my honor! "
Aurelia's goal was very clear, and that was to become the youngest elder council member in the history of the High Elves. She had been working hard in this area.
"Do you know the requirements to become an elder?" Quedonian asked his granddaughter as he walked up the stairs to the first floor of the Hearthstone Tavern.
"To be loved and worshiped by your own kind, at least half of your people must agree, and you must also be examined by other elders."
Aurelia tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, but Queytoon was obviously trying to prevent his granddaughter from having an heir.
"That's right. The support of other people is the key to becoming an elder," Quedonian said. "You've become the leader of those imprisoned during this period of time. You're very outstanding."
"I'm still far from being qualified." Only at times like this would Aurelia show her humility.
"I'm going to introduce you to someone later. Aurelia, show him your best side."
Could it be another Elder of the Elder Council that needed Elder Queytoan's recommendation to meet?
"Understood."
Aurelia hid the excitement in her heart. For so many years, she had always been suppressed by Ahr, be it in terms of talent or status in the race. If she became an elder candidate, perhaps the situation would be reversed?
… …
Hearthstone Tavern, first floor.
Josiah sipped a cup of hot tea while Hiri sat beside him.
Ahr's livestream had not ended yet. He was sitting at a table not far behind Josiah, starting his third round of Holy Spirit.
And now, Josiah clearly felt what it meant to be a "piercing gaze".
This terrifying gaze came from a high elf named Aurelia, who was sitting opposite Josiah.
"So, what is the purpose of this meeting?"
Josiah hugged the teacup and exhaled a breath of hot air. Hiri's tea brewing skills needed to be improved, such as reminding people that it was boiling water before serving it.
"This is my granddaughter, Aurelia."
The High Elf elder introduced the high elf lady beside him as if he was on a blind date.
"Elder, I don't understand." Aurelia stared at Josiah without any fear and said in a low voice, "You told me that the desecrators almost destroyed Assequero. They will always be an enemy that we must be wary of, but …"
"Why am I talking so casually with this elder of yours?"
Josh gave up on drinking the scalding hot tea, and turned to Queytoan, who was at the side, as if waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.
"Forgive me, Josiah Yanorod. I was the one who advocated for our race to remember the hatred of the past. My granddaughter was also influenced by me …"
Quedonian said with a slightly apologetic voice.
"Elder …" Aurelia looked at the arrogant elder beside her in confusion. He was lowering his head to the desecrator.
"I will not forget the tragedy of the past. I admit that I still hate the desecrators, but the holy tree … Assequero needs you, Josiah Yanorod, to save it. Compared to this … my personal will is not worth mentioning."
Quedonian had already lowered his stance. He lowered his head towards Josiah and pleaded.
"So, please raise Aurelia to be a child like Ahr, or any other of our race."
"Wait a minute, what are you … talking about?! Like Ahr, I will never … "
"Miss Aurelia!"
Josiah felt that this high elf elder's attitude was sincere enough to the point that he could even throw away his dignity and bow to an outsider in front of his granddaughter.
This was the so-called elders … They would not think too much for the future of their children.
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