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Chen Xuanfeng then realized and said, "So that's how it is. That's why the wood elves knew as soon as my message arrived. Not just you, but even the moon elves have sent representatives, haven’t they? It seems my previous estimation of the elves was too shallow. While we orcs have been accumulating resources for a counterattack, you ancient races have not been idle either. So, what’s your take on that?"

He was naturally asking whether the elves would send troops due to the loss of the forbidden spell casters.

The wood elf prince shook his head and replied, "Don’t ask me. In fact, up to now, there is still no consensus within the various elf clans, let alone a unified opinion among all the clans. After all, the losses from the war four hundred years ago were too great, so great that we almost lost our courage. Four hundred thousand elf mages, just like that, were lost. Even though the high elves now have a population of eight hundred thousand through various policies, most of them are new generation elves with insufficient strength. Those with the formal strength of mages are less than half of what’s typical. If it weren’t for the remnants of the mage corps who retreated to the elf island after countless battles and have been training frantically over the years, with many of them advancing to the level of tenth-level mages, we would have no ability to counterattack humans at all. Knowing we can’t just sit back and watch humans grow stronger, yet fearing that launching a war would lead us to extinction, this is the core of the current debate. And we wood elves and moon elves, who did not directly participate in that great war back then, although our combat strength remains relatively intact, our total number is less than three hundred thousand, far from the human sea of soldiers."

Chen Xuanfeng knew the other was telling the truth and fell into thoughtful silence.

In fact, the scarcity of the elf population and the preciousness of their soldiers were things he had long known. Back then, the orcs were able to compete with the elves for dominance precisely because they exploited the elves' inability to sustain heavy losses. In every battle, the elves would summon a large number of elemental creatures and puppet soldiers to serve as cannon fodder, along with a large number of enlisted soldiers from other races, to resist the orcs' frenzied attacks. But now, the elves no longer have the millions of vassal races they once had, and humans are not orcs who don’t understand how to dispel summoned creatures, so this weakness has become doubly fatal.

But this was always the elves' problem to begin with. If they really refused to send troops for this reason, it would mean they had already lost the qualification to compete for dominance of the continent, and there was nothing anyone could do about it. So after a moment’s thought, Chen Xuanfeng dropped the idea of finding a solution, after all, he was an orc, and there was no reason for him to worry about the elves' racial difficulties.

So he changed the subject and asked about the prince's half-elf daughter, Avel. He learned that the young girl, after the human she loved, the third heir of the former Duchy of Langton, Lanster, was poisoned by his elder brother, left the place of her sorrow and went to travel in the eastern continent. Although Prince Alvind was her father, their relationship was distant, and he could not stop her.

After finishing the troubles of his own daughter, the prince also raised his own question, pointing to the exotic twin sisters following Jin Luosha not far away and asking, "By the way, was it intentional for you to let those two girls fight yesterday? You should have guessed that all the high elf elders saw them through the monitoring magic. A dark elf, actually wanting to openly enter the elf kingdom, and the other even more eye-catching, 'Sighing Holy Bow' plus 'Dream Star Crown', these are treasures the high elves have been searching for for hundreds of years, and now they have been obtained by a half-elf, and she even came to show off in front of them. At that time, I saw the elders' eyes almost turning red."

"Haha, I brought them here for exactly this effect," Chen Xuanfeng replied nonchalantly.

The prince shook his head and sighed, "Don’t think that all high elves are as stubborn and conservative as the rumors say. After the war back then, the real old antiques have mostly died out. In the current council of elders, there are quite a few radical reformers. If I hadn’t deliberately followed today, they might not have hesitated to tear off the mask and take action directly. Didn’t you see they even sent the Arrow God himself? Even if nothing happens today, they’ll definitely make moves during your stay in the elf kingdom. Don’t be too careless."

Chen Xuanfeng nodded slightly, but still smiled, "What worries me most is that today’s elves have lost their adventurous spirit. If they can be stirred into action, it would be a good thing."

Faced with the werewolf's confidence, the wood elf prince said nothing more.

As they chatted, the ship they were on, propelled by the wind magic of the elf mages, sailed through the waves and arrived at the vicinity of the "Forest Isle" in the main island of the elf kingdom.

The "Forest Isle," the largest island in the elf kingdom, did not have a natural harbor. Whether this was intentional by the elves to prevent enemy landings is unknown, but on the three small islands near the main island, there were good harbors. Chen Xuanfeng and his party disembarked on a small island called "Moon Bay Island" and then crossed a huge white stone bridge spanning the sea between the two islands to enter the "Forest Isle."

The elf kingdom is known as the "Land of Ideals," not only because it is inhabited by the most beautiful race in the world, but also because it is a place where magic and art converge.

Here, there are not only endless forests, lush green grasslands, and scattered lakes and springs, but also countless exquisite buildings and sculptures filled with artistic flair. Moreover, the elves love to incorporate magic into art, giving birth to many forms of architecture that defy common sense, have no practical value, but are extremely gorgeous and beautiful. For example, letting half-carved, half-natural giant stones float in the air, distributed in a staggered manner, and then guiding flowing water to cascade down layer by layer, forming a huge group of aerial waterfalls. Or, along the walls of a canyon, building numerous protruding and suspended castles, simulating the posture of a flower bud ready to bloom. Such varied and numerous creations inspire admiration, yet also a sigh at the elves’ overuse of magic.

However, the elves have their own views.

"The gods bestowed magic upon the world, not for us to use for killing, but to make life more beautiful. If all intelligent beings could put aside greed and cruelty, eliminate war, and create a world of eternal peace, where all magic and wisdom are used for art and life, then the continent would have long become a paradise like heaven. So as mages, using magic to benefit is our duty, using it for killing is a tragic last resort."