Chapter 457 114. Teaching
At night, a motorcade slowly drove out of the brightly lit palace garden.
It was still Orin and her knights who escorted them.
"Send them to the Moonlight Opera House? You are better than I thought..." Orin walked side by side with the carriage. She thought that Annan would have a good chat with an envoy at most, but she didn't expect that he would capture all the elves...
"I can never betray your 'trust'." Annan sneered, biting the emphasis.
Olin pretended not to hear and rushed to the front of the team.
"Annan, won't you introduce it to me?" The blue-haired elf smiled half-heartedly, and the elves next to him looked at him in surprise.
"She's Olin Montreal."
That last name says it all.
"So you have the same purpose in approaching us?" A young elf in the carriage said coldly.
Annan didn't say anything, but the blue-haired elf took the initiative to defend: "Annan is not this kind of person... right?"
"We are purely friends, just like you." To avoid Tribulus and Saili Ta Dena was regarded as an enemy by the elves. Annan said in advance: "I happen to have some new friends to introduce to you.
"Are they all girls? "
"Of course not! Why do you think so? ”
What Annan thought was that Tribulus Terrestris and Selita Dena were ghosts, not girls.
It seemed that because there were still two elves sitting in the carriage, the elf instructor did not continue questioning.
The team carrying the elf messengers came all the way from the top of the mountain to the middle city, and stopped at the edge of the dark ruins of Saurondor.
“I didn’t expect that your imperial capital would have such a place.”
“The past of the royal family.”
Annan gestured to the only building with lights on beside the dark ruins: "That's the Moonlight Opera House."
Pamela went back to rest, and Annan had no choice but to call Tribulus outside the door to open the door for him.
"This is Tribulus, and there is Selita Dena, they are employees of the theater." Annan added: "There is a sad story behind this..."
"Remember to tell me."
Without the sunlight and guests, the Moonlight Opera House at night looks desolate and deserted, and the beauty composed of the falling moonlight and climbing vines is exactly in line with the aesthetics of the elves , although they are still arrogant: "As a human being, your aesthetics is not bad."
Annan joked: "Your companions don't look very friendly."
"Sorry, they are not used to human etiquette yet." The blue-haired elf glanced at the elf who spoke, and the proud elf stopped talking nonsense in front of Annan.
Tribulus brings the Philosopher's Stone of Eternity, and the question arises, should we show the elves "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" or "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower"?
The growth of a young human mage has neither a sense of empathy nor a sense of expectation from the elves.
The love story of Jack and Rose? But elves don't have as passionate emotions as humans, or in other words, they have other pursuits besides love.
"Betal's Redemption" is the most suitable for them. A story about redemption is the common language of intelligent creatures - especially the participation of elven prisoners.
"What do you suggest I show?" Annan asked the elf mentor for his advice.
"Do what you like."
Annan gave the Philosopher's Stone to Tribulus and asked her to show "Betal's Redemption".
The elves were sitting in the front row of the theater. Behind the Blue Star logo, the screen lit up and Freeman's confession began.
“An orc?”
The fangs protruded from the mouth, and the ferocious and old face appeared on the curtain, which was very impactful. At least the elves who like beautiful things looked disgusted. "I thought you had seen it."
"...The Mage Tower has never been idle."
"I know."
Annan whispered the story behind "Betal's Redemption" - and even praised himself a little: "At that time, the alien order had just begun, and I saw nobles, wealthy businessmen, and mercenaries in Bethal City hunting orcs and dwarves. , goblins...including you elves.”
"I tried to save dozens of aliens from the mercenaries."
"So this magical image?"
"The actors you saw were all taken from the dungeon by me. There is also an elf among the rescued aliens."
The blue-haired elf lowered his eyes: "Is there only one..."
Annan wanted to pat the elf mentor on the shoulder, but he would be seen. I had no choice but to secretly hold her hand: "They were too proud. I said I would rescue them, but they chose to escape... It's not their fault."
Yirelanze must be sad... Annan thought, because she didn't even hold it back. Then he also let go of his hand - because now the elf mentor has the appearance of a blue-haired elf, which is too strange.
"The Royal Court is at war with the human countries in the south." The blue-haired elf suddenly said.
"What?"
"They did something unforgivable because of the alien order..."
The war between the Elven Court and the southern human countries has been going on for some time. Time has passed. After the alien order was promulgated, their cruelty to all races, especially the elves, was simply outrageous...
From high elves to moon elves, from night elves to dark elves, they attacked elven groups everywhere, captured elven rangers, and sold them to nobles and wealthy businessmen regardless of gender as playthings.
The Tatooine Empire basically only expelled rather than enslaved people because of its strong control.
Annan suddenly realized what his ancestors meant when he said "you are not high enough" - those important, secret-like messages that would be casually spoken by the upper class were inaccessible to ordinary people.
Without an elf mentor, Annan wanted to know that he could only wait until he or his subordinates accidentally heard the gossip countless times in the tavern.
“Do you still support the alien order now?”
"On the contrary, I have always supported you in canceling the Alien Order. At least in Middle-earth, which is closest to Wilhelm, the Alien Order should not exist."
The elves behind them are gradually immersed in the magical images, Annan and the blue-haired elf continued to whisper.
“What do you think we should do?”
“Let them know the price. You bribed... No, directly ask the officials of the Ministry of Ceremonies, the finances of the year when the empire promulgated the alien order, then It won’t look good.”
The blue-haired elf guessed what Annan was thinking: “What if there is no change?”
"Impossible. Have you forgotten?" Annan pointed to the top of his head, "Now is the year of turmoil."
"They won't link the year of turmoil to finance?"
"How are they separated?" The Year of Turmoil and the Alien Order both happened in the same year. "But the financial reduction is real. With the size of the Tatoon Empire, even a five percent reduction in taxes is a big trouble."
"We can also ask the empire to compensate. The Montreal Golden Family relies on itself As the head of the Montreal family, they will also compensate for the mistakes committed by the outside branches."
At this point, Annan paused: "My champion warlock is their compensation."
"Are you really a champion warlock?"
"Otherwise?"
(End of this chapter)