Arthur Crowe, Council of Elves.
The council held today is not a council of elders discussed by five elders, but a council attended by all the high elves.
The last time the Elves Council was held was three thousand years ago, when Arthur Kroe was the most prosperous Elves capital on the ground.
Today, there are only less than 4,000 people in the clan of Arthur Crow. The battle with the enemies who tried to invade Arthur Crow a few days ago caused more than half of the wounded in the entire clan.
Coupled with the fact that outsiders have established a stronghold in the Forgotten Land, the entire high elf tribe is in a state of tension and panic.
This time the council will decide the future direction of the high elves.
"Our current enemies are not all humans, but those evil sects dormant in the deep green swamp."
Elder Sindonal stood on the high platform and said loudly in front of all the clansmen.
"Humans who visit the Forgotten Land are the guests recognized by the Holy Tree. It is with their help that Arthur Crowe did not usher in the fate of destruction."
It is a pity that from the beginning of this council to the present... the situation has become very clear, the entire council of elders is still hostile to outsiders, and there are only two people who want to drive them away.
Elder Enya was already on the side of Sindonar.
"In the end... my stubbornness turned out to be a farce?"
An elderly elder of the conservative faction muttered to himself, but the voice could be heard by every clan member.
"Elder Kaipais, their arrival does not necessarily bring destruction, but a new opportunity."
Elder Sindonal also tried his best to speak to the two older elders in a friendly tone.
If they let go of their stubbornness, the crisis of division within Arthur Crowe ceases to exist, and one of the elders has clearly been shaken.
But the shaken elder lowered his head and said softly for a moment in silence.
"New opportunity, what you said... It's really like what my old friend said, Sindonar." The elder raised his head and said, "My old friend many years ago was like you, right. Humans are full of curiosity, and often visit those settlements established by humans on the edge of Arthur Kroe."
When the elders slowly recounted the past of Arthur Crowe, all the elves in the entire council were quiet.
The Council of Elders did not hide the disaster, and every time a young high elf came of age, it watched images related to the disaster.
To make them remember the tragedy.
"But those human beings showed their true colors. They used my old friend as research material. When I saw him again, they had become unconscious flesh." The elder's tone of narration was very flat, but Like the tip of a needle, it pierced the heart of every high elves.
"When I saw him again, Arthur Crowe had turned into a scourge, and your father was also killed in that resistance. I think the children sitting here also have many elders who died in that battle." Elder said in a low voice.
"Is it honorable? It is not honorable... It was just a one-sided brutal massacre. The Blasphemers don't know what terrifying monsters they have unleashed. After so many years, you have forgotten the hatred of the past... For Arthur Crowe's future, he had to accept those Human, Elder Sindonar did the right thing, but I can't accept it."
The elder said here and took off the robe that represented his identity as an elder.
"I couldn't live in harmony with the enemies who had killed my wife, friends, and even my parents, so I decided to leave Arthur Crowe."
When he made this decision, the entire Elven Council was in an uproar.
Elder Kaipais is the most prestigious and oldest elder in the entire group, and Elder Quitoan is also under him.
The young high elves who were also dissatisfied with the outsiders stood up.
"We will follow the guidance of Elder Kaipais," they said in reverent voices.
This wave was gradually lifted, and more and more young high elves stood up to support the elder.
"You..." Elder Sindonal was about to say something, but was stopped by Elder Quitoan.
"It's useless." Quitoan shook his head and said.
But at this moment, more and more silver-white rays of light gathered on the elder Kaipais.
Elder Quitoan understood... The elves who supported Kapais in the Clan gradually became more and more numerous.
They were too young to understand what the outsider had brought to Arthur Crowe, but simply hated the outsider's invasion of their homeland.
At this moment, a silver-white number appeared on the head of Elder Kaipais.
Two thousand seven hundred and twenty-one.
Quitoan's eyes widened and he didn't understand what the number was. He turned his head to look at Elder Sindonar and found that he also had the number three hundred and twenty-seven on his head, and seven on his own. One hundred and seventy-three.
The voice that was chanting "Follow Elder Kaipais" gradually stopped at this moment, and other young high elves also saw the number on Elder Kaipais' head.
Kuitoan looked at Enya, and on her head was "three hundred and ninety-three", but this number was slowly decreasing.
Even the number on Elder Quitoan himself is slowly decreasing.
Several of the young high elves below had such numbers on their heads, but most had only one and ten digits.
At this moment, a huge eagle descended on the top of the stone pillar of the Elven Council.
All the high elves bowed their heads reverently, because the white eagle was the incarnation of the consciousness of the World Tree. The eagle did not speak, but only conveyed a thought to the consciousness of all the high elves.
That's "the numbers on your heads represent the admirers you have."
The power of faith is the nourishment of the world tree, and the power and life of the high elves come from the world tree.
And the high elves can see the power of faith surrounded by the elders from birth, and they have a lot of power of faith to represent the status in the group of high elves.
Originally, these white lights could not be counted clearly, and the strength could only be judged from the density, but at this moment, there was an accurate number.
The degree to which all the elders in the council of elders are respected by the elves of the tribe can be seen at a glance.
The appearance of this number has further contributed to the momentum of the faction of Elder Kaipais, and the number of admirers on his head is slowly rising.
The young high elves below even said something to say, "Should Elder Kaipais ignore other elders and expel those outsiders?"
"If this number alone can judge the status within the group, can the five elders come down and give me their position?"
Suddenly a voice like a sharp blade ripped apart the noisy cries of the entire Elven Council.
A figure gradually walked towards the center of the Elf Council. The figure on her head was 12,720... This number was enough to make all the young high elves shut up.
"Aurelian, what did you just say?" an elder elf questioned her under great pressure.
"Don't be blinded by the glories of the past."
After visiting Nolan, Aurelian came back to see this kind of behavior from her own family. She had a strong sense of shame and anger, and it was only under the trend of these two emotions that she said such "rebellious" words.
High elves were indeed the most powerful race in the world in the past, and their magical technology and magical talents were far superior to humans, but... now it is completely different.