Assequero, the Elven Council.
The meeting that was held today was not a meeting of the five elders, but a meeting of all the High Elves.
The last time the Elven Council was held was 3,000 years ago, when Assequero was still the most prosperous Elven capital on the surface.
Now, there were less than 4,000 members of Assequero left. A few days ago, when the enemies who tried to invade Assequero had injured more than half of the High Elves.
Coupled with the fact that the outsiders had built a stronghold in the Forgotten Land, the entire High Elves were in a state of panic and anxiety.
This time, the council would decide the future of the High Elves.
"Our current enemy is not all humans, but the evil sects that are hiding in the Deep Green Swamp."
Elder Sindonal stood on the platform and spoke loudly in front of all the High Elves.
"The humans who visit the Forgotten Land are guests recognized by the Holy Tree. It is because of their help that Assequero has not faced the fate of destruction."
Unfortunately, from the start of this council until now … the situation was very clear. The entire Elder Council was still hostile towards the outsiders, and there were only two who wanted to chase them away.
Elder En Ya was already standing on Sindonal's side.
"In the end … my stubbornness was just a farce?"
An elderly elder of the Conservative Faction muttered to himself, but his voice could be heard by every single member of the Conservative Faction.
"Elder Caipis, their arrival does not necessarily mean destruction. It is a new opportunity."
Sindonal tried his best to speak to the two elderly Elders in a friendly tone.
If they let go of their stubbornness, then the danger of internal divisions in Assequero would no longer exist. One of the Elders was clearly wavering.
However, the wavering Elder lowered his head and said softly after a moment of silence.
"A new opportunity. What you just said … sounds like an old friend of mine, Sindonal." The Elder raised his head and said, "Many years ago, that old friend of mine was just like all of you. He was filled with curiosity towards humans, and would often visit the strongholds that the humans built at the edge of Assequero."
When the elder slowly recounted Assequero's past, all the elves who were listening to him fell silent.
The Council of Elders did not hide that disaster. Every young High Elf who came of age would watch videos related to that disaster.
It was to let them remember that tragedy.
"But those humans revealed their true colors. They used my old friend as research material. When I saw him again, he had already become a mindless lump of meat." The elder's tone was calm, but it pierced the hearts of every High Elf like a needle.
"When I saw him again, Assequero had already turned into a scourge. Your father had also lost his life in that battle. I believe many of the elders here had also died in that battle." The elder said in a low voice.
"Honorable? Not at all … It was a one-sided, cruel massacre. The desecrator did not know what kind of terrifying monster he had released. After so many years, all of you have forgotten the hatred of the past … For the sake of Assequero's future, you had no choice but to accept those humans. Elder Sindonal did the right thing, but I cannot accept it. "
After saying that, the elder took off the robe that represented his status as an elder.
"I cannot live in harmony with those who killed my wife, my friends, and even my parents. So I have decided to leave Assequero."
The moment he made this decision, the entire Council of Elves was in an uproar.
Elder Caipis was the most prestigious and oldest elder in the entire tribe. Elder Queytoan was only below him.
The young High Elves who were also dissatisfied with the outsiders stood up.
"We will follow the guidance of Elder Caipis," they said in a reverent voice.
More and more young High Elves stood up to support the elder.
"You …" Elder Sindonal was about to say something, but Elder Queytoan stopped him.
"It's useless," Queytoan shook his head.
But at that moment, more and more silver light gathered around Elder Caipis' body.
Elder Queytoan understood that the number of High Elves supporting Caipis was gradually increasing.
They were too young and didn't understand what the outsider had brought to Assykro. They simply hated the outsider invading their homeland.
At this moment, a silver number appeared above Elder Caprice's head.
2,721.
Queytoan's eyes widened, not understanding what was going on. He turned to look at Elder Sindonal and saw that there was also a number 327 above his head, while his own was 773.
The voices that were chanting 'follow Elder Caipis' gradually quieted down. The other young High Elves also saw the number above Elder Caipis' head.
Queytoan looked at En Ya. The number above her head was 393, but it was slowly decreasing.
Even the number above Elder Queytoan's head was slowly decreasing.
There were also a few young High Elves with the same number above their heads, but most of them only had a single digit or ten digit number.
At that moment, a huge eagle landed on top of the stone pillar of the Elven Council.
All the High Elves lowered their heads devoutly. The white eagle was the manifestation of the World Tree's consciousness. The eagle did not speak, but it transmitted a thought to the High Elves' consciousness.
"The number above your head represents the number of admirers you have."
The power of faith was the nourishment of the World Tree, and the High Elves' power and life came from the World Tree.
The High Elves could see the power of faith surrounding the Elders from birth, and having a large amount of faith represented status among the High Elves.
Originally, it was impossible to count the number of these white lights, and they could only be judged by their density. However, at this moment, there was an accurate number.
Now that there was an accurate number, it was obvious how much the Elders of the Elder Council were respected by the High Elves.
The appearance of this number boosted the morale of Elder Caipis' faction, and the number of admirers above his head was slowly increasing.
The young High Elves below even said things like "Should Elder Caipis ignore the other Elders and expel those outsiders?"
"If this number alone can determine the status of the High Elves, can the five Elders come down and hand over the position to me?"
All of a sudden, a voice that was as sharp as a knife tore apart the clamor of the entire Elven Council.
A figure slowly walked towards the center of the Elven Council. The number above her head was 12,720 … It was a number that could shut the mouths of the young High Elves.
"Aurelia, what did you just say?" One of the High Elves questioned her under great pressure.
"Don't be blinded by the glory of the past."
After Aurelia went to Noland, she felt a strong sense of shame and anger when she saw the behavior of her High Elves. It was under these two emotions that she said such 'disgraceful' words.
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