In front of the elf camp, a large platform was built with luxurious 100-year-old tree trunks. At this time, Jana floated slightly in the middle of the table. A group of elf citizens crouched on the ground and worshipped her. Ari was sitting on the trunk of a big tree not far away bored, with two pretty white legs dangling, looking towards Jana.
Not long ago, an elderly elven elder announced the official succession of Jana, and all the elves used their own language to declare allegiance to the new saint.
This kind of worship lasted for about half an hour, and then the elven elder tremblingly walked onto the stage with a cane, and put a headdress made of flowers on top of Jana's head.
According to Ari’s more than a month of staying in the great elves, the lace headdress represents the highest authority in power. It is like the crown and scepter of a human king, and the teeth of an orc race. Bone necklace.
Naturally, that flower is not a small wild flower that can be picked everywhere on the roadside, but a bunch of "Elven Secret Words" that only bloomed in a hundred years. It is planted in the forbidden land of the Elves. Ordinary elves may see flowers bloom once in a lifetime It is difficult. This kind of flower can be stored for hundreds of years without dying and fading. It is a very good meaning and expectation to use it to weave into a wreath.
After the ceremony was completed, the elves under the stage stood up from the ground one after another, and began to dance a strange dance arm in arm. Ari had never seen such a strange dance before. From the posture, it seemed Very embarrassing and weird, but it can reveal a little beauty invisibly.
"It's over, my eyes are broken, and I still feel good to watch such a horrible dance." Ari muttered, rubbed his eyes again, cast his gaze into the distance, and wanted to cleanse his eyeballs.
At this moment, Ari suddenly saw a group of people not far away, walking towards the elf camp. They were dressed like elf, but obviously more noble and luxurious. If you have to describe it, then It seems to be a role like the nobles in the human empire.
"The new saint's succession, shouldn't all the elves come over to swear allegiance? What's the matter with these people? How come the ceremony is about to be completed, so I walked over unhurriedly." Ali murmured suspiciously. , The group of people is obviously coming here.
Soon, they walked over, and when some sharp-eyed elves discovered their arrival, not only did they not say much, but also made a way for them with a little panic, as if they were very afraid of them.
Ari's eyes rolled around, as if remembering something, the agile figure sprang down from the trunk, and the fluffy and soft tail swayed with her agility, disappearing without a trace in a flash.
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"Pop." Ari appeared in the pile of elves below where the ceremony was held, found a big silly looking elf, and slapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, little brother, can I ask you something?" Ari said softly, blowing a scent from his mouth, with a kind of charm.
Originally, this kind of ritual was forbidden for anyone except the elves to take a step, but the big man stood in the back corner, and Ari immediately used charm, so that he did not shout out directly. Instead, he nodded stupidly, "What are you asking?"
"What is the origin of those guys in the past? The succession ceremony of the new saint should be the biggest thing in the clan? How can they come to participate when the ceremony is almost complete? And they are so swaying directly towards the throne. In the past, the saint simply didn't put people in her eyes?" When it comes to more obscure questions in this regard, even if Ari asks Gana, she would just shook her head and rebuffed softly and said,'Nothing. '
So instead of asking Jana, it's better to find this stupid big guy, he seems to be able to explain more.
"Wow, you said those people, they are the descendants of the Elf King, and their status in the clan is not low." The big man may be charmed, or he may not have this mind at first, so he knows directly. Confessed.
"The Elf King? Isn't there a saint in the clan already?" Ari asked puzzledly.
"Before the saint appeared, the great elven clan was always ruled by the elven king. The difference between the elven king and the saint is that the elven king is assumed by the strongest person in the clan, but the saint is different. Among the cognitions, the saint is a messenger sent by the gods, and is a leader who will lead our elves to go longer. Perhaps the saint’s strength will not be too strong, but her decision must be the most correct. So. Later, after being embraced by many clans, the status of the saint gradually surpassed the elf king, so that the elf king was removed from the throne over time as it developed from generation to generation."
"There are still people who say that the emperor's throne is cancelled?" Ari smacked her tongue. It was the first time she had heard that the people could decide the emperor's fate.
"But the blood of the Elf King clan has been continued. Because of their superior bloodlines, they have always been the strongest side branches in the Great Elf clan, so no one dares to provoke them."
It seemed that this stupid guy just looked a little inflexible on the surface, but he wasn't dull in his words, at least it could let Ari understand what happened.
Just when Ari got the news privately, the group of people had already walked up to Jana in a swagger.
"What are you doing! The coronation ceremony of the saint, who let you break in privately!" The elder apparently also knew the descendants of these elf kings. They are usually incapable of being defiant, but because of their own strength and arrogance, no one can cure it. them.
"It's nothing, my dear elder, the new saint succeeded to the throne. Isn't it normal for the descendants of our Elf King to send a few blessings?" The headed man looked very young, only two. He was in his early ten years, but his face was scheming.
His slightly raised eyes made people look very uncomfortable. After talking to the elder, he turned his gaze to Jana again, a touch of surprise and greed flashed in his eyes, and he was very kind to him. The cover went on.
"The 16th generation single pass of the descendant of the Elf King-Asal, see Her Majesty." What he said was very polite, but from the etiquette performance, it was completely a kind of contempt.
When other people saw the saint, they all wanted to bow down on their knees, but this guy named Asal clasped his arms around his chest and looked indifferent.
He obviously has his own plan.
On the day of the saint's accession to the throne, I took my own person and deliberately chose to come over at the end of the ceremony, just to convey a message to the elves beside him.
A message that is completely unspoken though it is completely expressed—I don’t take you as a saint in my eyes at all. It doesn’t matter whether you hold the succession ceremony or not. I just came here to tell you that I can lead the wizard People of the clan, only our Elf King clan belongs to it!
[Thank you for your reward~]