"Why?" Laing had always been interested in the history of the High Elves, because the High Elves were really powerful. Among the forces of Order, the High Elves were the most powerful, except for the servants of the ancient sages whose strength was unknown. The High Elves' heritage was incomparable to other races. For example, the team of Hus Sword Saints brought by Tegris had less than a hundred people, and all of them were Legendary masters.
According to the Fairy in the Lake, there were nearly a thousand Hus Sword Saints.
In addition, the maids of the Queen of Eternity in the courtyard of Avalon, the Dragon Prince in Kaldor, and hundreds of Phoenix Guards in the Asoyan Holy Temple.
This army was made up of Legendary experts, and there were quite a few Saint-level experts among them.
Brittany had dominated the old world with the Knights of the Holy Grail. About three hundred Legendary Knights of the Holy Grail were enough to make the neighboring Empire drool. The strength of the High Elves was really amazing.
Laing was very interested. What made the Phoenix King Finnuba change from a navigator around the world to a Phoenix King who never left his house? The Phoenix King of the High Elves often went to war, but the Queen of Eternity usually stayed at home.
This time, the Phoenix King and the Queen of Eternity were reversed. Sometimes, the "Brilliant Light" Alariel would go to war with Tyrion.
"Because … like I told you before, Finnuba is an excellent diplomat and politician, but he's not an excellent warrior or mage, nor is he a qualified commander." The Fairy in the Lake looked up at Laing's profile and said softly, "Finnuba is not even as powerful as Suria."
"Not powerful enough?" Laing was even more confused. "Is there no one to protect him?"
"Dark Elves, it's the Dark Elves. Witch King Malecis and Witch Queen Moras are constantly planning how to assassinate the Phoenix King." The Lady of the Lake stroked Laing's chest and said in a gentle voice, "Finnuba's strength is not enough to ensure that he can remain unscathed from the dark elves' wave after wave of assassinations. Thus, he always hides in the Phoenix King's Court, where the archmages of the White Tower of Horth have constructed a powerful protective circle and a large group of White Lion Guards. The dark elves' assassins and summoned creatures cannot sneak into the Phoenix King's Court when the circle is in effect, so Finnuba's safety is guaranteed."
"No wonder Finnuba handed over the military power to Tyrion and Tegris." Laing understood Finnuba's dilemma.
This Phoenix King's military capabilities and personal prowess were both lacking. After becoming the Phoenix King, this was the only thing he could do.
Otherwise, his rule would be unstable.
"Laing, in order to become stronger, your personal strength is very important. Before The Final Moment arrives, you must be prepared." The Lady of the Lake leaned on Laing's shoulder and said faintly, "How you and I will end up will depend on how strong we are. If we can't survive The Final Moment, then all the great blueprints will be empty talk."
Laing nodded. Strength was the foundation of everything.
"Do you feel uncomfortable in the next few days? Stay here all the time? Interfere with your honeymoon with Suria? "After saying this, the Lady of the Lake calmly changed the topic to something she wanted to know.
"I'm a man, after all. I don't have any objections. As for Suria, I don't think she has any objections either." Laing shook his head with a bitter smile. The Lady of the Lake was obviously testing him.
If Suria could accept this and even enjoy this kind of life, what ability did Laing have to object?
"Then it seems that this period of time will continue. Your honeymoon with Suria is still two weeks away." The Lady of the Lake got a satisfactory answer. The Lady of the Lake smiled like a flower. "The moon tonight is so beautiful. I originally planned for the three of us to admire the moon together at this time. I have Azur's elven fruit flower tea here. It's good for the honeymoon newlyweds."
"We can do that tomorrow."
"Then it's a promise." The Lady of the Lake attached herself to Laing's ear and said, "You, really. If you like to see it, just say it. I'll wear it for you during this period of time."
"Uh, okay."
The Lady of the Lake kissed Laing's face gently. "This is the happiness of me, you, and Suria."
… …
Esoloron, King Forest.
After a period of hurrying, Tegris finally arrived at King Forest as he wished before Laing and Aleil walked into the fire and turned into ashes.
This was a magical land. Here, the roots of the Oak of Time were dense. Every inch of the land was surrounded by huge roots. The spring water, animals, and plants in the forest were singing happily. The towering trees completely covered the sky, and the road was almost impossible to see. The ground was covered with slippery moss. When the High Elves stepped on this kind of ground, they would splash a lot of juice. Many of the High Elves felt disgusted.
Everywhere they looked, there was only forest. Layers of huge branches and verdant green covered all of Tegris's sight. Here, there were huge trees everywhere. It was so deep that almost no end could be seen. The Wood Elves shuttled through the forest and played.
The light was very dim. Only the faint light of the Guiding Stone and the Forest Essence kept the forest from being completely dark. The group of people held torches and walked along the huge roots into the King Forest.
Taking a deep breath, the cold moisture penetrated into the bones. The High Elves enjoyed the rich magic wind while feeling the life of their loved ones.
Tegris did not say a word. He was thinking in his heart. His own kind were so stubborn that even the order of the Phoenix King could not make them return to Ossouin. Indeed, the Forest of Aziloron was special. Because of the Oak of Time, the whole forest was bathed in the magic wind for a long time. Every blade of grass and tree carried the power of magic and had their own consciousness.
After the end of the War of the Long Beard, the High Elves split into the Dark Elves and fell into a desperate civil war. At that time, the Phoenix King Caradio ordered all the High Elves of the Old World and the New World to return to Ossouin to resist the Dark Elves' counterattack. However, the Aislin firmly refused Caradio's order. From then on, and in the thousands of years between Finnuba's visit to Aziloron, the Wood Elves not only broke off relations with the High Elves, but also treated all outsiders as enemies. There was a time when the Wood Elves only existed in human myths and dramas.
The Wood Elves gave up farming, took off their beautiful clothes, and put on vines and grass. They only engaged in fishing, hunting, and gathering, indulging in this kind of peaceful coexistence with the forest and self-sufficient life.
It was not until after Brittany was founded that the Knight King's Kingdom wanted to expand their territory that they came into contact with the Wood Elves. After the second Knight King, "Reckless" Lewis, succeeded, Brittany and the Wood Elves signed a mutual protection and non-aggression agreement. Only the Brittany knew about the existence of the Wood Elves and could communicate with them.
"Who is Aislin's current trading partner?" Tegris asked Aralos in front of him.
"Only Earl Laing." Aralos shook his head. "Aislin only needs one trading partner. Earl Laing can meet our needs, and that's enough. We have always only looked for a Brittany noble to trade with."
"Well, Earl Laing is a trustworthy person." Tegris continued. "And he will live a long life …"
"Earl Laing will live a long life? Is this Sir Tegris' intuition? " Prophet Liv quickly followed up. Compared to Aislin who liked to talk and chat during the journey, the High Elves who rarely spoke along the way were very uncomfortable.
"He will live longer than many Elves." Tegris continued and then closed his mouth, leaving a blank space for the Wood Elves to figure it out themselves.
The High Elves and Dark Elves' normal lifespan was about 800 to 1000 years. The particularly powerful ones could extend their lifespan by 1000 years, but they would die one day. As for the Wood Elves, because they emphasized the concept of living in harmony with nature and the forest, Wood Elves could often live for two to three thousand years.
"If that's the case, then we are very lucky to have a long-lived trading partner. The last trading partner only lived for 160 years before he died. What an unlucky guy." Liv took over the topic. "Is that so? Aralos? "
"Ah? Well, yes, Earl Laing is a man of his word. The price he offers is fair and affordable, and he knows how to respect our privacy. He is a good trading partner. " Aralos was thinking about how to make Lilith value him. After hearing Liv's words, he was stunned for a moment. He then quickly added, "The veins in the forest have been cleared out thousands of years ago. We also need more wood and food."
"Wood …" The Horus Magic Swordsman Zoltan looked at the countless towering trees in the forest with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"This is our agreement with the Dryads. Aislin and Aislin communicate with the essence of the forest through the tree songs," Liv explained. "In Aislin, every tree has its own independent soul. The Tree King Dursu once taught us how to shape trees and collect a little wood without harming them. However, our bows and arrows need a lot of wood. We can import a lot of dwarven weapons, hardwood, wood, ore, and food from Lord Laing. We need each other."
"It's good that you need each other. Your goods are incomparably popular in the old world. I'm worried that there will be some greedy intruders, such as some monkeys, who will come in the name of trade for profit," Zoltan added.
The high elves could feel a very comfortable aura from Laing, especially the Horus Blademaster and the Magic Swordsman who were proficient in the Wind of Magic. They automatically categorized Laing as a human and regarded him as an existence on the same level as themselves.
"We have destroyed five waves of caravans that came in the name of trade. Each time, we would let one of them go back alive and warn them not to go near Aislin's forest!" Aralos's face was full of disdain. "Aislin doesn't believe in the promises of humans. Only Aislin took the initiative to ask for trade, not passively accepting it."
"Aislin will also trade with Laing -Macado. We have signed trade contracts with Duke Bodrick, Duke François, and Laing. In the future, Aislin's ocean caravans will dock at the Mannen Dry Dock in Bordro to sell goods. If you want high elves' goods, you can use Laing's territory as a transit point." Tegris thought of something and continued.
"We will."
The conversation died again. Fortunately, King Forest was already in front of them.
The King of the Forest, Ao Laing, and the Queen of the Forest, Aleil, led a large group of wild cavalry, the Thorn Sisters, and groups of wood elves in the king's courtyard, waiting for the arrival of Tegris and his fellow high elves.
Olean, the King of the Forest, was a giant man more than three meters tall. He had two huge antlers on his head, and his face was rough. His upper body was naked, and his lower body was only wrapped in simple cloth. He had the 'Wild Hunting Horn' on his waist, the 'Spear of Kunos' in his hand, the 'Cape of Aisha' on his body, and the 'Falcon Claw' on his back. He stood proudly under the escort of hundreds of wild cavalrymen and eternal guards.
The soul of the God of the Hunt, Kunos, filled Ao Laing's body. He was the incarnation of Kunos in the mortal world.
The Queen of the Forest, Aleil, had thin and sharp facial features. She had the standard appearance of a beautiful wood elf. She was twice the height of a normal wood elf. Her eyebrows were like moth's antennae that extended for dozens of centimeters. Aleil wore a wood elf silk dress and a pair of huge butterfly wings that fluttered in the air. As one of the most powerful mages in the world, she used the Hairless Elm Staff to release the power from Mother Goddess Aisha. Aleil could manipulate the enormous power of nature to act according to her will. She could order the trees in the forest to grow and the plants to sprout from the ground. Aleil used this ability to delay and mislead the invaders in this enchanted forest, or lure them to their doom.
Tegris's understanding of Aleil was limited to a few hundred years ago. Under Aleil's command, Ao Laing used the roots of the World Tree to invade Nagaros and beat the crap out of Shaman King Malecis. However, in the end, Witch Queen Moras made the wood elves retreat on the condition that she taught Aleil dark magic.
Witch Queen Moras' dark magic magnified the evil side of Aleil's soul, causing Aleil to sink into extreme madness. In the end, one of the three great ancient treants, Adanhu, appeared and sacrificed himself to heal Aleil. Only then did Aleil regain her calm.
Kodile was corrupted, Adanhu sacrificed himself, and now, only Dursu was left of the three great ancient treants. This was an extremely sad matter.
Now, the couple that appeared in front of Tegris were in a dispirited state of mind and strength. This was because their existence was already linked to Azolon. In the middle of summer, their strength was as powerful as a true god. Once winter came, their strength would decline like withered trees.
"Tegris, the supreme mage of the White Tower Great Mage Council of the High Elves, Safruhos. I represent the Phoenix King's Court and all the elves of Ossouin to bring greetings from His Majesty Laing and His Majesty Finnuba to King of the Forest Ao and Queen Aleil." Tegris leaned on his magic staff and lowered his head to show his respect to the couple.
Tegris didn't get the answer he wanted.
"No. Welcome!"
"What does Azolon want from Aisley's territory?!"
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