Your war hammer is too fake

They formed groups of three, skillfully cooperating with each other to attack the Chaos Eggs. The Chaos Eggs' fighting style had no skill at all. These mindless, heavily mutated creatures relied on instinct for both attack and defense, and their coordination with each other was almost non-existent. The armored shells of the little steel giants ignored the whipping of tentacles and appendages. They pressed forward, and with their swords engraved with elven runes, they cut the Chaos Eggs into pieces with exquisite skills.

Before they could clean up all the Chaos Eggs, Morgul was ready to flee. This muddled creature had a clear and accurate understanding of when to retreat. However, as soon as it turned around, the horned guards around it fell one after another in a hail of arrows. It looked up and saw Morgan and Nayes riding a unicorn each, standing out from the crowd surrounded by the guards.

Since the arrival of the reinforcements, Nais has been trying to find the location of Morgul with her proud prophecy spell. The spellsinger, who has been frustrated with prophecy for the past six months, finally showed a level that matches the title of [Prophetess].

Without any communication, Morgan, who was riding on the unicorn, raised his staff. The two sides were close enough that the Transformation Aura, one of Morgul's two special abilities, could no longer stop the Weaver from doing what he was going to do next. Phoenix flames covered the place where Morgul was, along with the fallen unicorns shot by arrows, and the children of Chaos were all turned into ashes in the raging flames.

"We have won a respite for our people," Nais said only after Morgul's body was completely burned. "For at least a century, we will not see this filthy existence again."

"No," Morgan shook his head, "it will never come back."

As he spoke, Morgan looked at the number that had just popped up on a certain page of the War Codex that only he could see: 560187 points. This was the reward for killing Morgul, and it was marked out separately in the codex.

There is no doubt that this income alone makes the trip worthwhile.

Chapter 300 Trivia

East of Akendorf, at the border of the Border Princes and the World's Edge Mountains.

The tens of thousands of Eternal Peak troops led by the High King himself have been stationed here for some time. On the day the dwarves, who do not trust wood, erected rows of steel fences with the help of steam machinery to serve as the walls of the camp. Every day the dwarf army stays here, the entire camp will be further reinforced.

When An Jiyue arrived here, three trenches had been dug outside the camp, and steel chevaux de frise were inserted diagonally on the inner side of the trenches. Several trenches were connected to each other by retractable springboards. When you get closer, you can smell a pungent smell coming from the bottom of the trenches - the dwarves poured a mixture of crude petroleum and some alchemical products into the trenches.

The governor rode a cloud and landed outside the camp with the deputy captain of the Jinyiwei who had always been inseparable from her. As soon as the two landed, a team of eternal guards came running over. These guards of the Supreme King meticulously verified the identity of the girl, even though many of them were already very familiar with the girl. Afterwards, they welcomed the two into the camp. All the dwarves who passed by, no matter what they were doing, put down their work and saluted An Jiyue with their chests.

"I heard that the Phoenix King of the High Elves has arrived," An Jiyue asked the Eternal Guard who was leading the way as they walked, "Why didn't the Longbearded Reverends ask the High King to turn him away?"

"Elves are all smooth-talking, unreliable fellows," the Eternal Guard answered in a loud dwarven voice, "but compared to his fellow elves, the high elves who came this time don't seem so bad."

After leaving Xuanshui, An Jiyue was originally going to the Desolate Castle, but on the way she received an emergency call from Dustan through the chat group: the current Phoenix King of Ulthuan, the "Navigator" Finubar, suddenly visited the territory with his guards, followers, and some courtiers of the Phoenix Court.

When Dustan was still confused, the Phoenix King first praised the wizard for his excellent governance. In this era of declining elves, Finubar never thought that he would see such a prosperous Asur city in a land known for its barrenness. After many expansions and population recruitment, Akendorf is now a large city with 40,000 high elves and thousands of settlers of other races.

Even in Ulthuan, there are only a handful of cities of this size. Finubar and his courtiers were amazed at Dustan's achievements, but they couldn't figure out where the notorious wizard in his native land had come up with so many people. Although the high elves were not as miserable as the dwarves, they had long been a twilight race.

After touring the city, speaking some polite words, and praising Dustan for his good governance of the territory, Finubar stated his purpose in a straightforward manner that was completely unlike that of a high elf: he wanted to meet with the current High King of the Mountain Kingdom, Thorgrim the Grudgebearer.

[Group leader #An Jiyue: If he wants to see it, then let him see it. Otherwise, are we really going to go to war with the toilet seat? ]

So Dustan took on the job of matchmaking, acting as a bridge of communication between the high elves and the dwarves. About five hundred years ago, Finubar, who was not yet the Phoenix King, traveled in the Old World for fifty years, during which time he even visited the Mountain Kingdom. When visiting the Dwarf Stronghold, in order to avoid offending the dwarves, Finubar drank a glass of dwarven beer and used his willpower to forcibly suppress the resulting physiological discomfort.

This was particularly impressive to the dwarves. When they learned that it was the high elf who sought a meeting with the High King, even the long-bearded elder who hated elves the most thought that they could try to contact him.

Accompanied by Dustan, Finubar set out from Akendorf with only the necessary guards and followers, and came to the camp of the Supreme King along the ancient Silver Road. Thorgrim received the Phoenix King with a polite but extremely cold attitude, and the two sides began the first formal diplomatic meeting between the two races since the Longbeard War in an extremely delicate atmosphere.

Not surprisingly, Finubar came to put the brakes on.

When Finubar learned that the Caledorians and their cousins ​​from Athel Loren had joined forces to attack the Dwarven Stronghold, his head was buzzing. In recent months, the Phoenix Court had been so busy organizing the second expedition against Marienburg that it had neglected other aspects of the situation. Finubar was already extremely annoyed by the Caledorians' independence, and what was even worse was that these arrogant bastards had lost the battle, and lost miserably!

When Finubar came to his senses, he realized that the situation was getting out of control. The actions of the Caledonians had suddenly put Ulthuan at the center of the storm, but the Phoenix Court had no way to deal with these people who had caused such a disaster. After much deliberation, Finubar ignored the strong opposition of the courtiers and decided to go to the Old World himself. The folly of the Longbeard War had already happened once, and as a wise monarch, Finubar would not let such a thing happen again.

The expedition against Marienburg was still being prepared intensively. Unless they suffered another decisive defeat, the high elves would never give up on this matter. At the same time, the Phoenix King himself boarded a warship of the high elf navy and traveled by sea to the only port city of the Mountain Kingdom, Haimenguan.

Well, it's not the only one now. When An Jiyue cast a spell to create Pingshan, she tore off a piece of land from the Badlands. Through the control and transformation of the spell, these soil and rocks formed the main structure of Pingshan, and a narrow bay was formed between Pingshan and the Badlands. This bay, named "Young Moon Bay" by the dwarves, starts from Haimen Pass in the west and reaches Black Rock Castle in the east. As a result, the latter has changed from an inland city to the second port of the Kingdom of Mountains.

The King of Haimen Pass, Byronos Dragon Hammer, was not very happy to receive the chief leader of his old enemy. The Jinyiwei stationed at Haimen Pass immediately reported the matter, and An Jiyue soon got the news. The governor originally thought that the Phoenix King would go directly to the Eternal Peak, but unexpectedly, Finubar went to Akendorf first.

When the news came from Dustan that the Phoenix King had arrived in Akendorf, An Jiyue thought about it and decided to continue flying to the Desolate Castle as planned. At the same time, she warned Dustan in the chat group not to think too much and just cooperate with Finubar's actions.

The governor only stayed in Desolation Castle for one day, mainly to appease the somewhat restless dwarves. The Beastmen's attack on Athel Loren was so loud, and the dwarves were not StarCraft players, so they saw it all clearly. Many dwarves thought that this was a good time to launch an attack, even if the subsequent reinforcements and supplies had not yet arrived, many people thought that they should act in advance. For example, King Brok Ironchisel of Desolation Castle, who lost his wife and 60% of his people in this war, strongly advocated an immediate attack.

Argrim Ironfist, who had a typical butcher character, disagreed with this. The Butcher King insisted on waiting until winter to take action, and he often quarreled with other dwarf lords at military meetings. Fortunately, An Jiyue came, and Ms. Youyue spoke up to support the Butcher King's proposal, and the differences disappeared immediately, and even Brock stopped glaring and shouting.

"You will have a chance for revenge, Brokk," the girl assured the Lord of the Desolate Castle, "and the grudge will be settled."

After convincing the dwarves, An Jiyue hurriedly flew to Middenheim. Here were her 4,000 Asrai system troops, and an avatar. The avatar created by the spell [Out-of-body] had a time limit, and the specific time limit was not fixed. If it didn't fight with anyone, this avatar could exist for a long time.

Even so, after two months, the clone in Middenheim was almost ready to go. Stephen's body had not recovered yet, and "Arwen Duskstar" would need to stay in Middenheim for a while longer.

In addition to re-casting [Out-of-Body] to ensure that the treatment of the Wolf Lord's only child would not be interrupted, An Jiyue also appeared in the dwarf community of Middenheim in her true form to appease the angry dwarves: the news of the Battle of Fort Desolation had spread, and the dwarves in the Empire and Bretonnia had already learned of the elves' actions.

Even though the power disparity was huge and the other party was a distinguished guest invited by the master of Middenheim, the imperial dwarves of Middenheim still organized themselves to seek revenge, but fortunately they were stopped by the Midden people. In this regard, An Jiyue could only assure the imperial dwarves in her own name that "Arwen Duskstar" and her army had nothing to do with this matter, and they had never done anything to let the dwarves down, which calmed the anger of the imperial dwarves.

After dealing with the above matters, An Jiyue finally had time to care about the arrival of the Phoenix King.

Chapter 301 Finubar

Before An Jiyue came, the Phoenix King talked a lot with the High King, and they talked for a long time.

The governor was originally worried that the two sides would quarrel, but soon found that he was worrying too much. Dustan, who accompanied Finubar to discuss the matter, started a live broadcast in the chat group. Although the atmosphere of the first meeting between the two camp leaders was cold and stiff, fortunately there was not much gunpowder. When Finubar offered to use gold to compensate the dwarves for their losses, Thorgrim agreed not to continue to pursue the responsibility of the Caledonians and to cross out the relevant entries from the Book of Hatred. Of course, the premise of all this is that the gold promised by Finubar is in place without a cent less.

In addition to the gold, Thorgrim demanded that Finubar guarantee in the name of the Phoenix King that the Caledorians would withdraw completely and utterly from the war. Anyone who knew anything about the Ten Kingdoms of Ulthuan knew that unless the Phoenix King was of Caledorian descent, they could not control these dragon lovers. The Caledorians were as famous for their independence as they were for their arrogance, not to mention that Finubar and the Caledorians had a bad relationship because of the Asarnir incident.

Dustan, who was also present at the meeting, thought that Finubar would just laugh it off and try to get away with it. But the wizard found out that he was wrong. After thinking for a moment, the Phoenix King nodded and agreed to the request on the spot.

[Group leader #An Jiyue: Not surprising... Finubar is probably going to take action to discipline the Caledor. ]

The Caledonians suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Fort Desolation. Not only did their dragons, which were their pillars of support, suffer heavy losses, but their conventional military forces also suffered a devastating blow. This is a bad thing, but it can also be a good thing. The arrogant Caledonians dared not even give face to the Phoenix King, and they were not afraid of retaliation afterwards. They relied on the dragons, which were the most powerful military force in Ulthuan. When this reliance was hit, there were many people in the toilet circle who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury.

The arrogance of the Caledonians made them many enemies, but no one could control them.

There was no need for any intelligence to support it. An Jiyue could completely guess what Finubar would do next. When the aftermath of the Battle of Fort Desolation fully fermented in Ulthuan, someone would definitely jump out to find fault with the Caledonians. At that time, the Phoenix Court only needed to wait and see for a while, and not express any opinions, and this undercurrent would turn into a huge wave.

At that point, Finubar would only need to give Prince Imrik a nudge, and he would find himself faced with a choice: either surrender to the Phoenix Court in exchange for forgiveness, or watch as Caledor's influence in Ulthuan's politics crumbles.

[Dustan Falcon: ←_←Why do I feel that they would rather choose the latter and would never bow their heads. ]

[Group leader #An Jiyue: I think so too. No matter what, Finubar will be the winner. ]

Given the arrogance that runs deep in the bones of the Caledor, the possibility that they would bow to the Phoenix Court is infinitely close to zero. In other words, the Kingdom of Caledor will be marginalized in the political arena of Ulthuan and become a small transparent entity with even less presence than the Nagaryeth. In this case, if the Caledor refuse to admit defeat and insist on fighting the dwarves, Finubar will really use force to stop them, and the other High Elf kingdoms will definitely stand on the side of the Phoenix King in this matter.

Neither the dwarves nor the people of China were too concerned about the political struggles within the High Elves. After dealing with the affairs of Middenheim, An Jiyue originally planned to go to the Brass Fortress.

The Midden Army led by Boris Todbringer and the 30,000 Anxi Army led by Feng Xizhao were attacking the Brass Fortress in the Midden Mountains. The siege was not going well. The Chaos corruption in the area around the Brass Fortress was quite serious. The fortress itself had strong fortifications, and there were a large number of Chaos Warriors among the garrison. It took the coalition forces almost a month to clear the perimeter, and the casualties were not small. The Anxi Army alone suffered more than 2,000 permanent casualties.

An Jiyue didn't blame Feng Xizhao for not fighting well. Siege warfare is disgusting. It is not only difficult to fight, but also will inevitably cause loss of elite troops. Otherwise, "The Art of War" would not say "besiege the city". Of course, understanding is understanding, but it would be better if the losses can be reduced. For this reason, the Jiedushi is ready to go out in person.

Before the girl left, a handwritten letter from Thorgrim was delivered to Xuanshui by a helicopter. In the letter, the High King expressed the hope that the Jiedushi could also participate in the negotiations, after all, the Zhendan people responded to the covenant and sent troops to participate in the war, and played a decisive role.

An Jiyue originally wanted to refuse. Fighting with Yuan Bo's men was exhausting enough, and she was too lazy to argue with Finubar. As a result, the letter from the Phoenix King was also sent to Xuanshui soon after. For some unknown reason, Finubar cordially invited An Jiyue to participate in this meeting.

An Jiyue was still willing to give some face to Finuba.

The girl was led to a plain tent after passing through the dwarves. In front of the tent stood two teams of soldiers with very different styles. The White Lion Guards and the Eternal Guards were on both sides, and their armor reflected a dazzling light in the sun. Upon seeing the newcomer, an Eternal Guard lifted the curtain, while the White Lion Guards watched the governor walk into the tent in silence.

The dwarf and the high elf who were talking turned their heads at the same time. "Welcome here, lady!" Thorgrim seemed to be in a good mood. He nodded to An Jiyue who was walking over and said, "What would you like to drink?"

"Just water will do," the girl walked towards the empty seat reserved for her, "I guess you don't have any tea here."

"I still find it hard to understand why you like to throw newly sprouted leaves into boiling water and then drink this stuff. It smells more like some weak herb than a beverage." The High King gestured to his servants to pour a glass of water for the guests, "But we know how to respect different customs as long as it does not offend the dwarves."

"(Kazarid) To be exact, I'm just used to the taste of tea. My hometown produces tea, although it's just the most ordinary kind," An Jiyue said, turning her gaze to Finuba, who had been observing her since she came in, "(Elsalin) Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, I'm An Jiyue."

"(Zhendan language) You speak Eltharin very well, lady. Every syllable of it is full of the elegance and ease of Lothern," Finubar spoke in very standard Chinese. "As you can see, I am Finubar, ruler of the Kingdom of Itain, Phoenix King of Ulthuan. Everyone likes to call me 'Navigator'."

"Your Zhendan language doesn't sound like something you studied intensively before setting off," the Jiedushi continued in Elsalin. "I can hardly hear a foreign accent, which is quite rare."

Hearing this, Finubar smiled. "I like the culture of Cathay," he said. "Your philosophy of peace is unique, absolutely unique. This means that your perspective and way of looking at the world are different from any race in the old world."

"But some things are still common. The identification of the most simple emotions of mortals can transcend the barriers of race and culture." The girl took a sip of the water brought by the dwarf servant, "For example, hatred of atrocities."

"I don't want to defend the Asrai's behavior, ma'am. Perhaps in the eyes of humans and dwarves, different elves are similar in all aspects except for the different colors of their clothes, but in fact we are very different from our cousins. Most of the time, it is difficult for us to understand the Asrai's thoughts and motives," Finubar said, "even though we are all elves."

"But you formed an alliance," said Thorgrim, standing by, "and you invaded the dwarf lands together."

"If my memory is correct, I have explained this many times in the past five days," Finubar frowned with a headache, "Imrik's arbitrary behavior has never been approved in any form."

An Jiyue glanced at Thorgrim, signaling the High King who was about to open his mouth to refute to wait. "As far as I know, the part about the Caledonians has been negotiated and is just waiting to be implemented," the girl said, "As for how to deal with the problem between the dwarves and the Asrai, I don't think it is necessary for Ulthuan to intervene in this matter. As an ally who signed a military alliance, the Heavenly Court will fulfill the covenant and help the dwarves eliminate those beasts who massacred civilians."

"Yes, you are already doing that," Finubar spread his hands. "I have always hoped to build closer ties with my kin in Athel Loren, but in any case, they have long been an independent kingdom. Orion and Ariel certainly don't care what a chattering mortal says, even if that mortal is the Phoenix King."

"I am not here to plead for the Asrai, ma'am. I am here to seek an answer from you," Finubar stared into Anjiyue's eyes, "I guess those flying warships used by the Empire are from your territory, right?"

……

Note 1: Asarnil, the "Dragon Lord", a prince of Caledor, owns a green dragon named Deathfang. He was punished by Finubar for disobeying orders, and the Phoenix King gave him two choices: either admit his fault or be stripped of all titles and territories and exiled. Asarnil chose the latter, and went to Tyrell to be a mercenary with his armor, weapons and his dragon.

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Author's note: I took the time to look at a few rental houses, but none of them seemed ideal. Either the location was too remote, the conditions were too bad, or the landlords were annoying at first glance...

Chapter 302: Expert on Collapse

An Jiyue's first reaction was that Finuba was playing a big game of chess.

But she thought about it again and felt that it was not right. Although she was invited by the two monarchs, neither Thorgrim nor Finubar could be sure that she would accept the invitation. The Lord of the Holy Scripture and the system units have the highest level of counter prophecy. As the god of magic, Tzeentch could not predict their future, let alone the elves?

Moreover, the girl was somewhat unsure of the real intention of Finubar's invitation. Thorgrim asked her to come because the Cathay people were also participants in the Battle of Fort Desolation, and the High King felt that it was necessary for her to be present in such bilateral negotiations, or at least to send a representative of sufficient weight to sit in as an observer. But what was the reason for Finubar to do so?

The governor's mind was full of thoughts. She did not answer the Phoenix King's question immediately, but glanced at Finubar's followers. In this tent belonging to the High King, in addition to the two monarchs themselves, both sides brought a group of courtiers, advisors and servants. Dustan was sitting behind Finubar at this time.

The two Lords of the Holy Scriptures looked at each other from a distance, and then quickly looked away.

"The alliance with the Son of the Mountain and Stone was a decision made by the Heavenly Court," An Jiyue said. "It symbolizes the solidarity and cooperation between the two ancient races, and the protection of their common interests. As for Evelyn de Richelieu, she is my personal ally. This matter has not been approved by the Heavenly Court, nor does it require any approval. As the governor of the colony of the Cathay Dynasty in the Old World, I naturally have this power, whether it is conducting diplomacy or arms sales within the framework allowed by the Heavenly Court."

Hearing this, everyone sitting in the tent, whether they were elves or dwarves, began to whisper to each other.

"Madam Governor, I think you should reconsider this matter," Finubar said in a non-aggressive and even amiable manner. "No matter which race or kingdom, they all have the sacred right to defend their territory. Egwene and her thugs invaded the elves' land and killed the residents living there. Their atrocities are too numerous to mention."

The dwarves in the tent all showed disapproving expressions, while the elves had stern faces.

"Oh? But as far as I know, it was the residents of the Elven Town who took action first. They chose to call up the militia to join the battle when Evelyn's army did not make any hostile moves," An Jiyue raised her eyebrows. "The battle of Marienburg had nothing to do with them. They took the initiative to embrace it all."

"Allies may not always tell the truth to allies, Madam Governor. Even as far away as Lothern, you can hear bards telling stories about the 'female tyrant of Sith Leonask'," said the Phoenix King. "Sith Leonask is what humans call Marienburg. The city was originally built by..."

"Did you build it?" Although she had never removed the barbecue grill, An Jiyue still picked up the cup and took a sip of water. "Except for Haimen Pass, almost all the famous ports in the old world were your former colonies."

"You have learned history very well, Madam Governor."

"Your Majesty Finubar, Cathay has academic officials who are responsible for recording history. We call them 'historians'," the governor put down his empty cup, and a dwarf servant came over with a kettle to fill it up. "We value and respect history, and more importantly, we never forget history. Reviewing history can always benefit contemporary people a lot."

“As the saying goes, people should learn from history instead of repeating the mistakes made by their ancestors over and over again,” Finubar said very sincerely, “It is not wise to associate with a cruel tyrant. No matter how lucrative the short-term benefits it can provide, such an alliance is fatal. No matter how many fancy words are used to embellish it, the crimes committed by the female tyrant in Sith Leonask cannot be denied, and the weapons you provide are aiding and abetting the evil.”

"That sounds like a less pointed accusation."

"As the Phoenix King, I hope that the people of integrity can unite and stop condoning the evil and corruption that is spreading in this world," said Finubar, a particularly outstanding diplomat from the Asur clan. "Whatever Egwene promised you, it is not worthy of trust. I hope, no, I implore you to see the truth. The minions of the female tyrant are destroying the evidence, and it is not too late to start investigating now. As long as you send someone to verify, you will understand how terrible your allies have done."

Destroying evidence... An Jiuyue recalled the series of administrative orders she had issued while pretending to be Evelyn and governing Marienburg. Then she remembered that she had indeed made a plan to demolish the Elf Town when the conditions were ripe.

"So," the governor began, "you insist that it was Egwene who struck first?"

"The survivors of Elf Town told me that it was the imperial army wearing red uniforms that attacked Elf Town first," Phoenix King answered very skillfully, "They massacred my people just because they had the ability to do so."

"I can tell you clearly that your people deceived you," An Jiyue shook her head. "It was Elf Town that first tried to attack Egwene's army, and then Egwene's army fought back."

Finubar looked a bit troubled and pondered for a moment. "So," the Phoenix King said, "why not try to investigate first?"

Hearing this, An Jiyue showed a rather subtle expression on her face. She first looked at Thorgrim, who had been watching silently, and then met Finubar's gaze: "That's not necessary."

Finally, someone among the followers brought by Finubar showed an angry expression, but the Phoenix King remained expressionless: "I have heard a lot about you, Madam Governor. I always thought you were a wise and loyal person."

"You've got one thing wrong, Your Majesty Finubar," An Jiyue raised her right index finger and shook it left and right, "I don't need any investigation because I was there at the time. Listen carefully, everyone, I was there the night that Egwene's army captured Marienburg. To be exact," the girl showed a strange smile on her face, "I was the one who commanded this battle."

The already quiet tent suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Finubar jumped up from his seat, and Thorgrim's eyes widened, looking the girl up and down as if he had just met An Jiyue for the first time. A moment later, a high elf roared and drew his sword, followed by a series of weapons being unsheathed and shouts of shock and anger.

The curtain of the tent was pushed open by someone from outside, and the Eternal Guards and the White Lion Guards rushed in side by side. After seeing the situation inside the tent clearly, the two groups stopped at the same time. They clenched their weapons and turned to face each other.

"You are wrong about one thing. It's very wrong. I am the cruel and ruthless female tyrant. Aiwen is much more merciful than me in every way." An Jiyue stood up from her seat, still holding the ivory wine glass filled with water in her hand. "Before attacking Marienburg, Aiwen and I discussed how to deal with the Elf Town."

An Jiyue looked at Finubar with a smile, then raised her head slightly and drank a sip of water: "Even believes that as long as Elftown is willing to be demilitarized, she doesn't mind having such an unregulated country within a country in her territory. Of course, we all know that you can't accept such a condition. In comparison, my opinion is much more severe. I think Elftown must become history."

Thorgrim came over with a battle axe in hand and protected the girl behind him without saying a word.

"...The Heavenly Court will know what you have done." Finubar also stood up. "I don't think your actions have been approved by the Dragon Emperor. The Dragon Gods will judge your sins."

"Please do as you please," An Jiyue shrugged nonchalantly, "Oh, by the way, when you file a complaint, remember to go to Weijing to find His Highness Yuanbo. If he is not there, go to Shangwu. His Highness Zhaoming and His Highness Yinyin are not the rulers of Zhendan. People in the Old World always confuse the titles of the Dragon Gods with the affairs they are responsible for, even you who have the most exchanges with the Celestial Empire do the same."

Finubar looked at Anjiyue deeply. "Goodbye, Madam Governor." He said, and then led the way out of the tent. Seeing this, the high elves looked at each other, put away their weapons and followed him out.

Dustan was the last one to leave. He glanced at the backs of his "colleagues" and then looked at An Jiyue with hesitation. The governor shook his head imperceptibly, and then he left with the mage.

When all the elves had gone, the High King signaled the Dwarves to withdraw as well. He asked, "If Ulthuan chooses to go to war, Akendorf will be the thorn in their hand."

"First, the high elves will not choose to start a full-scale war," An Jiyue said, "Second, Dustan is not loyal to the Phoenix King."

"You seem to have always had a special trust in that elven wizard," Thorgrim asked. "Why?"

"I also only confirmed it recently," An Jiyue said the reason she had thought of long ago, "We are not the only ones who survived that nightmarish catastrophe."

"I don't understand," Thorgrim asked, "What kind of reason could make them choose to betray their own people and stand on our side?"

"It's very simple," An Jiyue laughed happily, "If I tell you that Malekith is the real Phoenix King, Asuryan's chosen champion, what would you think? In the near future, when the truth is revealed, some Asur will choose to be loyal to their faith, loyal to Asuryan, and swear allegiance to Malekith; but some Asur will never be able to forgive the Witch King for the numerous crimes he committed against the High Elves, and Dustan and his people are like this."