Home of the High Elves, Ossouin, the Kingdom of Etain, the capital of the High Elves, Lotharn.
After many years, another war conference was held in the Phoenix King's Court.
The most important High Elven Lords present were:
High Elven War Lord of the High Elven War Council, the Eternal Queen's Chosen Champion, Tyrion.
High Mage Tegris of the White Tower Magus Council of Horus.
Second Great Mage Bellannal the Wise, White Tower Magus Council of Horus.
High Elven Prince Imrick of Kaldor.
High Elven Prince Iris, Azarion the Ruthless.
Phoenix King's personal Captain of the White Lion Guards, Keshir.
High Elven Sea Lord (Commander-in-Chief of the Navy), Aisling.
Chief Maid of the Avalon Sisters, Ysijona.
Interestingly enough, among the key High Elves present, Keshir, who was the weakest, had the strength of a mid-Sanctuary-level.
Contrary to expectations, as the Phoenix King, Finnuba did not attend this meeting. The Phoenix King had delegated full war power to the War Lord he had appointed, Tyrion.
This was not surprising. In the history of the High Elves, Finnuba was an "anomaly."
This Seafaring King was very rare among the High Elves. He was neither good at military nor magic, and his personal strength was not outstanding. Only the Phoenix King, who had made achievements in internal affairs and diplomacy, was outstanding. Finnuba's talent and personal ability were not outstanding among the High Elves. Therefore, Finnuba had always only made decisions that were "reasonable" and "necessary." The Phoenix King had never led the army himself. This had always been done by Tyrion. However, Finnuba's personal charm was undeniable. Tyrion, Azarion, and the others were also childhood friends of Finnuba. Even the Supreme Dwarf King Solgreen thought that compared to the other pointy ears, Finnuba was a guy who knew how to speak and communicate.
"Where's Kajoin?" Tyrion looked around. He did not see the captain of the Phoenix Guards, Kajoin, the Anointed.
"When the undead pirates attacked, Asuyan of the Blazing Sun Temple and the Phoenix Guards of the Blazing Sun Temple attacked, just like before." Tegris still had that pair of dead fish eyes and emotionless voice. The Supreme Mage was as calm as ever. "Attacking is the best response. Karjoin won't come."
"Hmm, very good. I also don't want to see his dull expression and stinky face, as well as trying so hard to decipher what he wants to say from his sign language." Prince Imrick raised his chin and said in a bored tone, "Then, can we begin? Are we just wasting our time here? "
Tyrion looked at Imrick. This prince of Kaldor was famous for his arrogance and talent in Ossouin. As the last descendant of the third generation Phoenix King of the Kaldor Family, Imrick tried his best to revive the once great Kaldor Kingdom. He gathered all the dragon princes of Kaldor, awakened the ancient dragons, ordered the elite blacksmiths to reignite the flame of the Vaal Anvil and start forging weapons. He also rebuilt the Kaldor army. The Kaldor Kingdom reorganized fifty legions, about fifty thousand soldiers. Although it was less than a third of the Kaldor Kingdom's army at its peak, it was still the largest army in Ossouin.
Obviously, Imrick was dedicated to bringing the glory of his ancestors back to the Kaldor Kingdom. He was willing to pay any price for it. It was said that Imrick was recently planning to find a lost Kaldor artifact — the Silver Dragon Horn of Yserama. It was said that the artifact was lost in the Eight Peaks Mountain of the dwarves. With the news of the victory of the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition, Imrick had wanted to go to the Old World to find the Silver Dragon Horn more than once. If necessary, he would do anything. If necessary, he would destroy all resistance.
At the same time, Imrick was one of the few people in the war council who did not care about Tyrion's authority.
"Let me explain the situation." The captain of the White Lion Legion, Kersil, was the first to explain the situation. As the Phoenix King's close friend and the captain of his personal guards, he was a very strong man with a unique sense of vigilance and delicacy. "About a few days ago, the ghost pirates attacked the ports of Taranlok and Ithain. We don't know how they got past our magic barriers and countless submerged reefs, but these ghost pirates did succeed in attacking the two small ports. The Assur quickly retreated, but the two small ports were plundered and burned to ashes. The ghost pirates even tried to attack the main city of Taranlok.
"The army of Taranlok led by Princess Etilla and the Blazing Guards of Karjoin attacked and repelled the invading ghost pirates.
But intelligence shows that more ghost pirate fleets are gathering, and the ghost pirates have begun to rob our merchant ships that trade with the Old World. They attacked our trade routes along the way, and three merchant ships were destroyed. If we don't do something, more similar things will happen in the future, "Aislin said. As the commander-in-chief of the High Elite Navy, he always had the right to speak. "The trade routes on the sea cannot be cut off."
"I'm surprised that Taranlok and the soldiers of Lothar didn't kill all the enemies," Imriel said. "This doesn't seem like Assur. Or are the Assur of these two kingdoms so useless that they need to put themselves under the protection of Kaldor?"
"The ghost pirates came prepared. According to the local militia, the ghost pirates' flagship is three thousand meters long. It carries dozens of ghost legions, a large number of cannons, and many giant ghost creatures." Azarion the Grim ignored Imriel's words and emphasized, "Rashly resisting and attacking will only cause unnecessary sacrifices. Assur is never afraid of war, but they will not send their own people to die."
"Three thousand meters long? A large number of cannons? " Tyrion frowned. The War Overlord shifted his gaze to Aislin. Even the largest dragon ship of the High Elite Navy was only 200 meters long. "Very well, Aislin. Send out a fleet and escort me and my army to the nest of the undead. I want to kill these undead scum with my own hands."
"I'm sorry, Lord Tyriel. I don't think I can do it," Aislin said simply.
"You can't do it?" Tyriel looked up. The War Lord's face was soon filled with displeasure. He tried to make his expression look less angry. "Tell me the reason, Aislin. Otherwise, I'll find someone who can do it."
"The dark elves' black arks and the northern barbarians' dragonships have been harassing us to the north. We have no choice but to send our main fleet to defend the north coast of Ossouin, especially Nagaris and the Barren Islands." Aislin pointed at the north of Ossouin. "The main fleet must not be moved. I don't think the War Lord will allow the dark elves or northern barbarians to get close to the Cain's Sword Altar."
"Yes, but this is why we have to deal with the ghost pirates," Tyriel emphasized. Tyrion emphasized, "We don't need to mobilize our huge fleet. We only need a few fast ships, my silver-armored knights, and a small number of soldiers to follow me. Let me bring my men to board the undead flagship. We all know what Nagash and his undead subordinates are like. We only need to take care of their leader and leave it to me."
"Lord Tyriel, this may not be the best solution." The second archmage of the White Tower Council, Bellannal the Wise, spoke. "Before we think of a solution, we have to estimate the cost and the possible changes."
"Changes?" Tyrion was a little annoyed, but miraculously, he did not lose his temper. Bellannel-The Wise was not only Tyrion's mentor, but also Tyrion's best friend. This second-ranked archmage was a true wise man. He would not say anything without a reason. "Take up your weapon and follow the beat of the drum and the song. There is no enemy that I cannot defeat."
"Back then, Prince Jerian had the same idea as you. He wanted to break into the ghost pirates' lair and end everything once and for all." Bellannal's words were full of wisdom. "That is another big whirlpool, a place filled with the wind of magic, Lord Tyriel."
Tyriel immediately realized something. "The Graveyard of Ships?"
"That's right. If we can't gather a large enough fleet, we won't even be able to get close to the cursed sea. This is what Martheran told me." Aislin stated a fact. "But for now, our navy has to deal with the threat in the north first."
Tyriel reluctantly listened to Aislin's opinion. The High Elite fleet was still the most powerful fleet in the world, but they were no longer able to dominate the entire ocean like the Elven Empire in its heyday. They could still defeat any enemy that tried to invade Ossouin, but they could not fight on two fronts at the same time.
The Lord of War was a little impatient. He immediately said, "Very well, then here's the problem. Tyrenlocke and Ithain can't save themselves. The entire coast of Ossouin may become the battlefield between us and the undead. Our lifeline will be cut off, and we have the most powerful navy in the world, but we can't do anything about it?"
"Lifeline? Don't think I don't know what you're talking about, Lord Tyriel. I think you're talking about the trade route. Don't think we don't know that your Thai brothers are good at doing business, "Imrick said sarcastically." The people of Kaldor would never do that. "
"Are you saying that Kaldor doesn't belong to Ossouin? Or do you think that the trade route that allows Ossouin and the Phoenix King's Court to maintain their financial health and obtain goods and raw materials from all over the world is meaningless to Assur? "Tyriel immediately retorted.
"Perhaps the income is good, but what other choice do we have?" Imrick retorted. "Lord Tyriel, are you going to wash the graveyard yourself? What an art. Perhaps your deeds can be carved on the Griffin Gate. "
"Can't you send out a fleet? Lord Aislin? " Azarion said coldly. He had no intention of joining in the quarrel between Tyrion and Imric.
"I can't," Aislin said. "Prince Jerian has already proven that it's an extremely dangerous place. A small fleet will only become fertilizer for the undead."
"Very well, then what about mercenaries?" Azarion continued. "How about we spend money to hire an army?"
"Hire who? The Northland Dragon Ships? Our cousins' Black Ark? Or hire a Sran Magic Toad for them to split the sea? "Imrick retorted." Don't doubt my position on Assur, Prince Iris! "
The war council was embroiled in arguments. The elite court was always full of conspiracies and political struggles.
Tegris was already used to it. He closed his dead fish eyes and rested.
Before he closed his eyes, Tegris noticed that the Eternal Queen's maidservant, Istrona, also had her eyes closed and stood behind Tyriel to express her unconditional support.
Tegris suddenly felt that Tyriel and Laing were quite similar.
Both of them had noble blood. Laing was undoubtedly a descendant of a true god, and most likely a first-generation one at that. Tyriel was also a descendant of Alarion.
Neither of them were the rightful heirs of their respective kingdoms, but they managed to gain control of the highest authority through various means. Alarion was the protector of Ossouin, while Laing inherited the throne through marriage. He then took control of the Knight King's kingdom through Muxilon.
Both Ossouin and Brittany had a dualistic political structure. Ossouin was controlled by the Eternal Queen, Alarion, while Alarion and Tyriel were lovers. Brittany was controlled by Lilith, while Lilith and Laing were lovers.
Alarion's representative was Istrona, who was Tyriel's lover. Lilith's representative was the Lake Goddess, Morgiana, who was also Laing's lover.
Tyriel's way of getting Alarion to agree with him was through sleeping, while Laing's way of getting Lilith to agree with him was also through sleeping.
Both Tyriel and Laing liked close combat the most.
Tegris nodded in satisfaction.
Tyriel and Laing were right! Q.E.D！
When everyone was done arguing, Tegris finally spoke, "There's also a navy. Our ally's navy."
"Monkeys?" Imric was the first to react.
"Yes."
"Monkeys? Boats? Pinball games? "Kaldor chuckled." We all remember the incident with the Red Pirates. The monkeys' fishing boats couldn't even withstand a single blow. "
(Note: The Red Pirate incident was the infamous Red Pirate group of Marlin Fort. When they were plundering at sea, they miraculously passed through the magic fog of Osuran by luck and plundered a port town along the coast of Osuran. Then they returned to Marlin Fort with their loot. Sea Lord Aislin decided to teach humans an unforgettable lesson, so she chose to let the Red Pirate escape, but she followed them all the way to Marlin Fort. After burning half of Marlin Fort and taking back all the loot, she left.)
"I'm not talking about the Empire's fleet," Tegris said calmly, "Brittany, the Knight King's Kingdom."
"Fools. At least he and the Golden Cup Knight are decent," Imric said. Imric suddenly recalled something that happened decades ago. He and the newly crowned Knight King, Richard, had fought against the Orcs at the outskirts of Culona. "But they're all fools."
Back then, Richard's bravery and the performance of the Grail Knights had left a deep impression on Imrick, especially when Richard kept stealing his kills. Imrick remembered the Knight King and called him an idiot.
"They have the Sea God's Fleet, which is equipped with Ironclad Warships. The Dwarves' Ironclad Warships," Tegris said.
"…" The High Elf War Overlords paused their discussion.
No matter how much they didn't want to admit it, the High Elf Lords knew how powerful the Dwarves' ironclad warships were. Both sides had once formed a temporary alliance (for a few weeks) to fight against a Green Dwarf WAAAGH in the Badlands!
"Ironclad Warships? Humans and monkeys? Why do you care so much about the outside world? Brother! "Tyrion said unhappily to Tegris," What's so important to you? "
"Why don't you care? Brother! " As a twin brother, he knew what Tyrion meant. "Brother, you'll protect Osuon, and I'll help Osuon to seek help and more power." Tyrion continued. "Brother, you'll protect Osuon, and I'll help Osuon to seek help and more power.
"Very good. While you're seeking allies for Ossouin, I'll make sure you have a home to return to!" Tyrion agreed, and the twins reached a consensus in an instant. Before anyone could react, the tone of this matter had already been set.
Tegris walked out of the Phoenix King's Court.
Lilith, the first step of your plan has been completed.
The next step is to invite Laing to visit Ossouin.
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