The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 214 The Elven Royal Court is in imminent danger [Super thanks to the Alliance Leader of the Archon!!!]

The capital has fallen? How could this be...?

Lia was momentarily speechless, wanting to say something, but her heart was breaking and she couldn't bring herself to speak.

"The demon army arrived sooner than we anticipated. The Sun Elf warriors fought bravely and resisted with all their might, however..."

Elf's face was full of gloom, and he spoke after a long while:

"We were still defeated."

In just over half a year, this once spirited prince has become like a lifeless old man.

He did indeed don the crown under the watchful eyes of thousands, step onto the throne he had longed for, and hear his subjects address him as "Your Majesty Elf," achieving the ultimate dream he had cherished since childhood.

However, fate played a cruel joke on him.

With 15 legendary Sun Elves, including Larklas, falling into slumber, the once most powerful Sun Elf race in the Elven Royal Court is no longer able to match the strength of their vast lands.

Over the past six months, this new king of the Sun Elves has witnessed the fall of one Sun Elf town after another, the displacement of millions of his people, and the destruction of once-prosperous cities into ruins in the flames of war…

“Elf…”

Seeing her younger brother's haggard appearance, Lia lowered her head slightly and sighed softly.

She knew that nowadays, there were far too many voices within the various Sun Elf families cursing the late King Larklais.

Those legendary relatives who fell into eternal slumber because of their loyalty to the former king, those refugees who lost their homes in the flames of war, and those unfortunate souls who lost their parents, children, brothers, and sisters under the fangs of demons, all resented the former Sun Elf King for committing an unspeakable and foolish mistake.

The vast majority of these accusations and criticisms were directed at the new King Elf, leaving the young king exhausted.

Now, even the royal city symbolizing the Sun City family has fallen.

Even Leah was a little unsure about what path to take in the future...

At this moment, another sun elf beside her, also looking melancholy, said to Lyria:
“Your Highness, this time, the demon legion of the Frost Giant King Koschitch is moving faster than we expected. They launched a surprise attack on the royal city before our reinforcements arrived.”

"Moreover, in addition to the demons, the frost giant tribes that had been defeated by Serka Radiance's army in the North have also joined the war. These frost giants from the material plane and the demon legions from the abyss have joined forces to form a terrifying coalition."

"The Frost Giants also held a blood sacrifice, allowing the projection of the demon lord Koschitch to briefly descend into the material plane."

"Our soldiers have fought with all their might, but they are simply powerless to withstand such a formidable enemy..."

what?
Princess Leah was shocked:

"If I remember correctly, the Lord of Wrath, the King of Frost Giants, Koschitch is a renowned figure even among demon lords, a high-level legendary being."

"So, what level is his projection at?"

At this moment, Elian, who had remained silent across the long black wooden table, spoke up:

"The projection of the Demon Lord is not much weaker than the original body."

"This is how the demon lords safely interfere with other planes of existence."

In other words, this projection of the demon lord is roughly a high-level legendary being...

Princess Lia was startled.

Seemingly knowing what Leah was thinking, Erian tapped his fingertips lightly on the table and added:

"However, a projection is, after all, a projection, not a physical entity, and has many weaknesses. With the right approach, there are numerous ways to counter it..."

Setting aside this topic for the moment, Elian looked at Antinoya, the Moon Elf Queen, who was sitting across the long table:

"King of the Moon Elves, what brings you here with the King of the Sun Elves?"

"I remember we just received a batch of Cold Iron weapons from you not long ago."

"Would you like to order more this time?"

In the past few months, Elian and the Elven Court have reached several weapons deals.

The Elven Royal Court exchanged a large quantity of precious adamantite, mithril, and magic gems for a batch of cold iron weapons from Eldoron.

Seeing the Cold Iron Mine, which once belonged to the Elven Royal Court, suddenly increase in value by tens of millions of times, Antinoya felt both heartache and regret.

Unfortunately, other cold iron mines within the Elven Kingdom were of much lower quality and quantity, and starting smelting and development now was far too late. Only importing cold iron weapons from Eldoron could alleviate the Elven Kingdom's immediate crisis. This batch of cold iron weapons did indeed prove invaluable in the war against the demons, significantly slowing the fall of the Elven kingdom…

"No, I didn't come for the weapons."

Gathering her thoughts, the Moon Elf Queen took a deep breath, her beautiful yet weary face suddenly hardening with determination:
"Your Majesty Elion, the Elven Royal Court is on the verge of collapse!"

"Currently, with the fall of the Sun Elf's capital, the demon army has turned its attention to our Moon Elf's capital, Silvermoon City."

"At least ten demon legions belonging to different demon lords have their sights set on our capital."

"They are either already at the city gates, attacking day and night, or they are on their way."

Within the Elven Kingdom, which operates under a dual monarchy of Sun and Moon, the Sun and Moon Elves each have their own royal cities and palaces. In the woods between the two royal cities, there is also a shared palace, though more symbolic.

Currently, among the two kings, the one in power can choose to rule from their own clan's palace or from a shared palace. Previously, the Moon Elf Queen Antinoya spent most of her time in the shared palace.

After the war began, the undefended shared palace was quickly abandoned. Antinoia retreated to the Moon Elf capital, Silvermoon City, protected by the Enchanted Barrier.

Now, even this heavily fortified royal city is in danger!
El-Erian nodded slightly, his expression becoming more serious.

"How much longer can you hold out?"

Antinoya's face turned pale, and she sighed helplessly:
"As long as the abyssal rift remains, the demon army will never stop."

"Most of the legends of the Elven Royal Court have their own territories to guard. Only I and a handful of others are capable of protecting the royal city."

"According to war game simulations, without external intervention, we can only hold out for a maximum of... three months."

"If the Moon Elf's capital also falls, the Elf Royal Court, which governs the 24 major elven families on the continent, will be effectively destroyed."

"We are also considering transferring troops from other areas to provide support, but that would mean dozens more elven towns would fall..."

Having said that, the Moon Elf Queen mustered her courage, stared intently at the Human King before her, and earnestly pleaded in a voice filled with utmost sincerity:

"Therefore, Your Majesty Elian,"

"I implore Eldoron to send a portion of its troops to support our royal city and help the Elven court overcome this calamity!"

"The Elven Kingdom is willing to pay any price for this."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the spacious council hall fell silent.

A deathly silence filled the air.

Seeing that Elian remained silent, Elf, the Sun Elf King beside him, also spoke sincerely:

“I deeply repent for the sins my father committed, and I know that we will never deserve forgiveness.”

"However, the Moon Elves are innocent and have always been your allies."

"I hope that, even just for the sake of Queen Antinoya of the Moon Elves and my sister Lia, you will help the Elven Royal Court protect the last royal city, Silvermoon City."

Elf knew that the Sun Elf's capital had fallen.

However, as long as the Elven Royal Court survives this catastrophe, the Sun Elves will still have the opportunity to rebuild their capital in the future.

There was another brief silence.

Beside Elian, the Evocation Mage Gut shrugged, a hint of disdain in his voice:

"The King of the Sun and Moon Elves, together you request direct military assistance from our human kingdom of Eldoron?"

"This sounds like a complete fantasy."

"Isn't your Elven Kingdom the strongest nation on the continent? How dare you ask a small country like ours for help?"

The elven envoys looked somewhat embarrassed upon hearing Gutt's words.

Indeed, after 30 years of empire, Eldoron's strength and foundation are no less than those of royal families like the Whispering Moon family.

However, compared to the Elf Kingdom as a whole, it is still far inferior in theory.

Why has the strongest elven royal court on the continent fallen into such a dire situation?
(End of this chapter)