The elves were dumbfounded.
To be honest, it took a lot of courage for them to reveal their identity in front of the humans. It could even be said that all of them were prepared to fight back.
The humans might not kill them, but they would lock them up, torture them, and humiliate them.
Isaac had the same thoughts as well. He even had the urge to show Elder Victor and Angus how foolish their decision was to take revenge.
However, the result was out of everyone's expectations.
These humans had indeed surrounded them, but they did not capture them as they had guessed. In fact, they had even …
His words and expressions were filled with an indescribable flattery and flattery.
After hiding in the human society for many years, they had done a lot of research on the humans. Furthermore, the elves were very sensitive to malice, especially after being hurt by the humans.
But …
Isaac stared at the humans who kept trying to squeeze over. They were almost fighting to be the first, showing a crazy posture, but they kept a one-meter distance from the elves.
The humans in front would scold the people behind them and roar angrily, but when they looked at the elves, they would immediately put on the brightest and friendliest smile, showing themselves like males in the courtship period.
Isaac was disgusted by his own analogy. He shook his head and looked at Elder Victor.
This elder, who had always been wise and steady, showed a rare look of helplessness. Although he tried his best to hold it in, Isaac could still see it.
He squeezed to the side of Elder Victor and whispered, "They seem to be the Warriors."
Elder Victor was used to living in seclusion because of his old age. Besides, the Warriors didn't appear for long, about half a year. For the elves, it wasn't a long time, but it wasn't long either.
That was why Elder Victor didn't know much about the Warriors.
"Warriors?" Elder Victor frowned and said, "Are you talking about the legend of Roland?"
According to legend, when a certain condition was met, the giant ancient summoning circle would automatically unseal itself.
The Warriors from another world would be summoned to save the people from the abyss of suffering and lead the Roland Empire back to its peak.
Elder Victor had heard of this legend before, but he never believed it. If it was true, the Roland Empire wouldn't have declined over the past hundred years.
Ironically, even though the Roland Empire had declined to this extent, it was still a threat to the Elves.
"That's right, Elder Victor. They are the brave warriors from another world. They contributed greatly to Roland's success in fending off the Beast Tide."
Isaac explained the deeds of the Heroes to him in a low voice.
"Their race is particularly … passionate. They are very friendly to the people of Roland. Every day, they help the elderly and the young who have lost their loved ones. They are very persistent."
It sounded like he was praising the Bravehearts and had a good impression of them, but Isaac knew that he was just stating the truth.
He was hostile to humans, be it the people of Roland or the so-called Brave Ones.
Elder Victor naturally understood this.
In the past, he thought that the Brave Ones were kind enough to help the people of Roland because they were of the same race. But now …
When Elder Victor personally experienced this kind of 'passion' and was under the burning gazes of the Bravehearts, he could not help but become suspicious.
And what made him feel the most hopeless was —
"Elder Victor, look over here, I'm calling for spicy hot pot!"
"Elder Victor …"
"Elder Victor …"
Why do they all seem to know him? Why? Why is this so?
Just as the Elves were at a loss, the city guards finally arrived.
Facing Cheng Weibing, the players were very obedient. After all, it was too miserable to be imprisoned, especially in the Roland Empire, where the punishment was at least seven days.
The worst thing was that if they resisted arrest and escaped, they would immediately be blacklisted.
Not only could they not use the faction storage, but NPCs might not catch them, but they would hate them and their favorability would drop rapidly!
The city guards seemed to be used to dealing with the players. They quickly rescued the Elves from the encirclement.
Compared to facing the puzzling players, the Elves were relieved to see the city guards.
This was what they were familiar with!
But soon, they realized that the city guards didn't play by the rules.
"You must be Elder Victor of the Elven race, right?"
The leader of the city guards was very respectful, and his etiquette was on point.
"Her Majesty already knows of your arrival, please come with us. Her Majesty wants to see you."
Although the soldiers were very curious about the legendary Elven race, they didn't show it on their faces.
After scientific military management, even the most ordinary soldiers didn't have the same sense of superiority as the people of the inner city.
In fact, after the inner city's barrier was destroyed, the concept of the inner city was infinitely weakened, and the original concept of class was subtly changing.
The attitude of the soldiers surprised the Elves.
In any case, they came to the Imperial City and recovered their identity as Elves to meet the King of Roland and obtain his approval. This was also the new Queen's request for them.
Even though they were sullen and uneasy, they finally followed the soldiers and took the hover car to the Imperial Palace.
Isaac sat in the hover car, surrounded by his companions. Only a human driver sat in the driver's seat. This made him feel at ease, but also a little absent-minded.
He never thought that he would one day be able to sit in a human's car as an Elf, but not in a prisoner's car.
Sitting next to him was Angus. The tension on his face had eased a little.
Although the attitude of the Heroes was a little unexpected, at least everything was developing in a good direction. As the one who proposed this operation, his pressure could finally be reduced a little.
Angus relaxed a little and habitually looked out of the window. He wanted to look at the scenery outside to get more information, but when he saw the scene outside, he was speechless for a moment.
They saw Elementalist Warriors leaping across the rooftops along the street. It was obvious that they were chasing after them.
When Angus couldn't help but frown, a Wind Elementalist flew to his window and waved at him with a warm smile on his face.
Angus was speechless.
So what did these Heroes want? What was the benefit of following them?
What he didn't know was —
[Ahhh, I like this Uncle Elf! This modeling is amazing. How did the game team come up with such a melancholy and dejected temperament? Absolute Child.]
[Sigh, the host's level is too low. I can't even see his name.]
[Damn it, every Elf is poking at my aesthetic standards. Even the old grandpa looks good.]
[Ahhh, the Uncle Elf is looking over! Host, go talk to him. I'll throw a rocket launcher at you!]
For the sake of the reward, this Wind Elemental player worked even harder. He was about to approach Angus to talk, but —
Seeing him approach, Angus silently but quickly rolled up the car window, blocking this strange Elementalist who looked like a Hero outside.
Then he looked away. Out of sight, out of mind.
Fortunately, after entering the Imperial Palace, the Heroes who were chasing them all stopped and were all blocked outside the palace gates.
"Sigh, I can't see the plot again!"
A player complained at the palace gates. "Why do the NPCs in this game like to secretly create plots behind the players' backs? Please give the Textual Research Party a way out! "
Probably because they saw that he was a little dangerous, the guards at the palace gates stared at him vigilantly. Some even held their swords.
Times were different now. The guards at the palace gates were all Elementalists who were at least one-star.
Originally, those who were above one-star had to go to the frontlines. However, there was no shortage of people at the frontlines now. Therefore, some of the one-star Elementalists who had served in the frontlines for many years were transferred back to reunite with their families. It was considered a promotion and a raise.
Because of that, the combat power of the palace guards had significantly increased. Not to mention their star level, just the murderous aura on them was enough to make people tremble.
The player was under a lot of pressure. He quickly waved his hand, indicating that he was just passing by. He then retreated to the side and looked at the wall.
Although the player's camera angle could move very far, once the scene inside the house was captured, it would automatically become a pile of mosaics.
Therefore, they could not use this to peek at the palace, let alone peek at other people's privacy.
At this time, a player recognized him as the famous Textual Research God on the Starry Sky Forum and gave him advice.
"Go and find the blue mark! Only he can enter the palace now. "
"Yes, yes, yes, he is in the Amos Mountains. Let him die and return to the city, then hurry over!"
While the players were discussing how to enter the palace to watch the "plot," Elder Victor and the others had already arrived outside the main hall under the guidance of the soldiers.
Along the way, Elder Victor and the others felt like they were walking on thin ice. The strength of the palace guards made them feel somewhat pressured.
The power of the Forest Elves came from plants and was closely related to the Tree of Life. Take Elder Victor for example. After the Cataclysm, his strength had regressed. Now, he was only a two-star Elven.
From what he could sense, there were already three-star Elves in the palace of Roland. There were also many two-star Elves.
For them, this was a real tiger's den.
The survival of the Forest Elves depended on the attitude of the Emperor of Roland.
If he was still like the nobles of Roland in the past, they would rather die than sacrifice their freedom in exchange for a temporary life!
Looking at the towering palace gates in front of him, Elder Victor's expression was solemn. The feeling of being destroyed by the brave warriors was back!
He took a deep breath and led the elves into the cave as if they were sacrificing themselves for a righteous cause.
The silver-haired Emperor, who was sitting on the throne, glanced at them indifferently.
Elder Victor's back stiffened, and cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of the other elves who were slightly weaker.
A four-star Elven Master!
The young Emperor of Roland had already reached the four-star Elven Master level!
After all, Elder Victor was originally a high-star Elven Master. Although his strength had regressed, he still had his vision.
He could feel the pressure from the young Emperor. Although the young Emperor was not doing anything and was just sitting there, he felt a sense of despair in his heart.
Even Elder Victor felt this way, let alone Isaac and the others.
This was the fear of the strong that was engraved in their blood. Even if they did not know the Star Elven Master's exact strength, their instincts were driving them.
They struggled to suppress this instinct. Just as they were about to collapse, Elder Victor leaned on his scepter and knelt on the ground with one knee.
All of the elves felt as if they were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and they all followed suit and knelt to the ground.
Elder Victor felt bitter in his heart, but this was the only way to make the situation better.
He gathered his thoughts and followed the etiquette of humans and said loudly, "Elder Victor of the Elven Race greets Your Majesty of Roland!"
The elves, including Isaac, whose minds had already gone blank, also subconsciously shouted along, but with a slightly different name.
Xu Sili looked at the Elves below. He had been observing them with his spiritual power. Seeing them like this, he quickly retracted his spiritual power.
If you respect me, I'll respect you tenfold.
His principle was as simple as that.
Meanwhile, all of the elves heaved a collective sigh of relief when they sensed that the oppressive aura had disappeared.
Elder Victor took this opportunity and continued, "The Elven Race is willing to pledge allegiance to the Roland Empire. Your Majesty, please accept us!"
He concealed a lot of the cause and effect, but he really couldn't say too much.
All the Elves held their breaths and nervously waited for Xu Sili's reply.
Would he accept the Elves' surrender? Or would he capture them and make them his slaves?
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