In fact, from that moment on, the door of communication between the two civilizations had been closed.
This hatred may not be as blinding and fanatical as the annual battle between the Cruz people and the Nazer people on the border, nor could it be compared to the mutual ridicule and incompatibility between the Cruz people and the Fanzin nobles, but the gap between the humans and the elves was even more indifferent and difficult to bridge.
According to historical records, since the Second Holy War, the Wind Elves had not sent an official envoy to Cruz or Fanzin, nor did they have any cultural and civil exchanges. In Fanzin and Cruz, one could see dwarves, wild elves, and even lion-people and Nazer people, but there was hardly any Wind Elves. The human world and the world of the Wind Elves behind the White Mountain seemed to have forgotten each other.
Ever since the Year of the Croaking Frogs, the only human kingdom that the Wind Elves interacted with the most was probably Aouine, which was at the southern border of Kirrlutz. But that was it. Even now, the Wind Elves had almost no interest in this human kingdom that they had once supported.
Even if they allowed the other party to return to the embrace of the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
And today.
The empire was in trouble, and the Kirrlutz people once again remembered their former allies, remembered the comradeship they had left with the Wind Elves in the Battle of the Holy Saints, but even if they had the intention to heal this rift, the question was, would the Wind Elves appreciate it?
The Crystal Cluster had not yet threatened the land of the elves. The two were separated by the Evergreen Corridor, the Alkash Mountains, and the vast territory of the Empire. Even if the Wind Elves did not gloat over the Empire's misfortune, they at least maintained a considerable amount of silence.
Otherwise, the elves would not have shown such an indifferent attitude since the monsters under the Jorgendy Ridge invaded the Empire.
Veronica was silent. It was not that she did not want to put down her pride and beg the Wind Elves, but the question was, was there any point in doing so?
Tuman seemed to have read her mind and said, "The Wind Elves were divided into three clans, the Sun, the Moon, and the Star. Among them, the Moon Elves were the friendliest to humans, while the Sun Elves were the coldest. The conflict between the Cruz and the Wind Elves started during the rebellion of the Ten Kings. Because they supported the Moon Elves, the Sun Elves, who later came to power, viewed them as enemies."
Veronica nodded. The Sun Elf Clan seized the throne shortly after Saint-ausol's death and established the Rising Sun Empire. The hatred between the Cruz Clan and the Wind Elves was born because of this. Due to the Sun Elf Clan's previous condemnation of the Sun Elf King, the Sun Elf Clan and the Moon Elf Clan lost all diplomatic relations shortly after the Sun Elf Clan expelled the Moon Elf Clan.
In fact, the second Holy War also originated from this. Therefore, the conflict between the two parties was not as simple as the conflict between them and the Nazer people or the Fanzin people.
"That's why I said that there might be a turning point now. The moon elves have returned. Did you know that?"
"What?" Veronica was shocked. She had been under house arrest by the Silver Queen for the past few months. Of course, she had never heard of such a thing. "The moon elves have returned? How could that be?"
"As far as I know, there has been a huge change in the Wind Elf Clan's court. Saint-ausol has returned there once and appointed a pair of new heirs, and they are human — "Tuman replied slowly.
"How is that possible?" Veronica was even more shocked. "Is Saint-ausol the Great Sage? Is she still alive?"
"Hasn't Eleranta been living in this world all this time? However, the situation of the Wind Empress is a little special. She has now left Saint-ausol, but there are people here who know the heirs she left behind."
Tuman said as his gaze fell on Mephistopheles and Andrique.
Everyone noticed the old man's gaze and turned their attention to the vampire siblings.
"Mephistopheles, Andrique?" Veronica was slightly taken aback, but she reacted quickly and almost immediately understood the crux of the matter. "That pair of heirs … … Are they related to Brendel?"
Mephistopheles smiled bitterly. "Yes, Lady Veronica. In fact, Lady Saint-ausol has been with Master all this time. Master's swordsmanship was also taught by her personally."
"What?!" Vahina could not help but cry out when she heard this.
Veronica also gasped. The nobles of Cruz seemed to have only just remembered who the master of this vampire 'lady' was. For a moment, their expressions were extremely strange.
"Heavens, doesn't that mean that he is the heir of a Great Sage?" Elise, who was standing behind Vahina, seemed to have understood something. She exclaimed in disbelief, "Sister, you have a good eye. I'm so impressed!"
"Shut up," Vahina said with a red face. She felt indignant inside. No wonder that bastard was so powerful. It turns out that he was a student of a Great Sage. When she first met him in the Loop of Trade Winds, she thought that Brando was just a small noble from the countryside. It was all because of him that she made a fool out of herself. The moment she thought of what happened back then, Vahina could not help but feel embarrassed and sweet at the same time. "That despicable bastard."
Veronica's expression also changed from shock to a bitter smile. She shook her head and said, "That little bastard … I don't know how many things he is hiding from us."
She could not help but glance at Mephisto, who was not far away. She wondered what the Ash Sword Saint would think after knowing all this. However, she noticed that Mephisto was very calm. It was obvious that he already knew about this matter. In a sense, he and Brando each got what they needed. Moreover, he was very satisfied with Brando's attitude and talent as a student.
In this world, it was not strange for a student to have many teachers. It was just that it was rare for a student to have two teachers who were so famous and outstanding. However, Mephisto did not think that he was on the same level as the Four Sages. That was why he accepted the fact very calmly when he heard the news from Tuman and Mephistopheles.
The only thing that bothered him was the fact that Brendel did not tell him this secret. But then again, the news of a Sage who had passed away long ago being alive was too shocking, and it was understandable that his student did not want this secret to be exposed. Besides, the Sage might have a request for this secret as well. Thinking about it this way, he felt relieved.
But no matter how one looked at it, this news was too shocking. For a moment, the nobles in Cruz were talking about it. Most of them came from Rushta and East Metz. They had more or less seen Brando or heard some rumors about this young man. Initially, they did not think highly of the 'countryside noble' from Erouine. But after the series of events that changed the fate of the entire empire after the battle of Faltan Port, the young man's name had almost become a legend in the empire. And now, with the shocking news from the Mephistopheles, Brando's status in the nobles' hearts had risen even higher.
The student of the Four Sages, in the human world and even the world of the Wind Elves, what kind of status was this? Even the most ignorant country folk understood this.
"Oh right, he also knows the Flash Strike Sword Art!" Someone suddenly said.
The news of Brando knowing the Flash Strike Sword Art was spread by the Flame Family Knights. Although most of the Flame Family Knights had sacrificed their lives for the empire during the battle of Rushta and the battle against the Crystal Cluster, the surviving Knights could not forget the terrifying strength displayed by the young man that night. Not to mention that the young man's Flash Strike Sword Art was completely different from the inheritance of the empire. Although it was not complete, it was much more ancient.
Thus, a terrifying thought began to spread among the crowd. Perhaps Count Randner from Erouine was the Flame King's student, or at least, he had received the Flame King's acknowledgment under certain circumstances.
But when the people thought of this, they suddenly remembered that the Flaming Blade, Oderfeiss, acknowledged Brando, and immediately became more convinced of this in their hearts. Many people turned their attention to Valla and Sidney — the highest representatives of the Holy Cathedral of Fire present, and the Lady Saintess of the Leo Palace had been with Brando for a long time. In fact, she had long suspected that the young man might have some kind of connection with the Flame King's inheritance, so at this moment, she did not express her opinion with a straight face.
At this moment, Valla suddenly thought of something and could not help but look back. His gaze met the former Prime Minister of the Empire, Old Nidevan, who had been keeping a low profile in the crowd. Both of them saw the same speculation from each other's eyes. Regarding the last request of Her Majesty the Queen, both of their hearts skipped a beat at the same time, and could not help but set off a stormy wave of thoughts.
Mephistopheles silently looked at the crowd, but was very satisfied that his words had caused such an effect. Tuman had told him and Andrique about the legend of the Seven Sacred Swords and the Laurel Crown, and in his opinion, the Laurel Crown belonged to none other than his master. But now, the first thing to do was to leave an indelible impression in the hearts of these people.
With that thought in mind, he turned back to Tuman, and the old man smiled and nodded at him.
"Mephistopheles," Veronica had calmed down by this time, and she continued to ask, "can you think of a way to influence the Wind Elves … or should I say, influence the attitude of the heir?"
"I'm not sure, but I can try," Mephistopheles replied with a smile, "Master once saved Peya and her brother. If Master is here, I may have more confidence, but I don't know how much influence they have in the Wind Elven Court."
"Is Brando in Erouine?" Vahina suddenly asked. "Can you find a way to contact him?"
Mephistopheles shook his head. "Master doesn't seem to have returned to Erouine, and we can't find a way to contact him. But Master is not in any danger now, and he may have more important things to do. Sooner or later, he will return to Erouine."
"If that's the case," Vahina said regretfully, "then we have to go to Saint-ausol ourselves. But will the Wind Elves agree?"
"Maybe," Veronica answered her student with uncertainty.
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