Warhammer Divine Throne

”Okay.”

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Today, Gene Town was extraordinarily bustling because an army of High Elves had arrived, causing a large number of humans to gather and watch. Peasants gathered around, both fearful and curious, to observe this army of High Elves with unabashed gawking.

”Elves! Elves!”

”Don’t we often see elves?”

”Fool! What do you know? These are High Elves, not the Wood Elves we usually see!”

”Wow! It’s the legendary High Elves! This is my first time seeing them!”

”So magnificent, so impressive! So orderly!”

Hundreds and thousands of peasants rushed out of the town to watch the High Elf army. They stretched their heads and pointed fingers at the High Elf army, curious but not overly hostile. Since this town often trades with Wood Elves, the residents are used to the Sharp Ears.

The High Elves were quite impatient with this human rudeness. Hos Demon Swordsman Zoltan approached Tygris: ”Lord Tygris, these monkeys truly don’t know what’s good for them.”

”Quiet, we are here to find someone, not to teach humans a lesson.” Tygris leaned on Lilith’s Moon Staff, first setting his gaze on the artillery on Gene Town’s walls and towers, then on a group of Wood Elves driving carts into town. His words were unusually filled with some interest: ”Interesting, Laine Macado actually has trade relations with Eslelin. I remember Eslelin only trades with the most trustworthy humans.”

”This human hero killing ’Red Eye’ Egil Steelbjorn proves his strength must be considerable, and gaining the Wood Elves’ recognition means his strength and credibility are affirmed by them. Also, look.” Tygris shifted his gaze: ”There are many Dwarves over there too.”

”To kill that ’Red Eye’, this guy named Laine must have some skills… Dwarves, monkeys, and our distant kin, the only things missing from this city that I dislike more are Chaos Scraps.” Hos Demon Swordsman Zoltan shook his head repeatedly.

”Shut up, Zoltan.” Tygris lifted his head: ”Our kin have arrived.”

A group of Wood Elves approached him: ”Lord Tygris, hello. I didn’t expect you to come here. I am Forest Lord Delina. May I ask what brings relatives from Ossuan here?”

”I came to meet Count Laine Macado.” Tygris maintained an expressionless face, speaking very calmly: ”I didn’t expect to encounter Eslelin, I’m very pleased. I’ve brought greetings from His Majesty Phoenix King Finuba and Her Majesty Eternal Queen Ailarielle.”

”Thank you, I will pass them on.” Delina nodded and smiled: ”Reuniting with kin indeed makes it a fortunate day, may Kunos and Aisha bless you. But I think our conversation should end here; Lord Laine has arrived.”

”...” Tygris followed Delina’s gaze.

By the Xinong River, Laine and Angerong appeared before the High Elves. He spoke fluent Elf Language: ”Welcome, guests from Ossuan. I am Laine, Laine Macado, Lady’s Divine Chosen Champion.”

”Tygris, High Elf Supreme Grandmaster of the Safurios White Tower Mage Council.”

”Pleasure to meet you.”