Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1915 The Elf King's Invitation

Hilke wasn't stupid. Even if he thought it was good to submit to the Great Zhou, he couldn't just say, "I hope your clan leader can lead the whole clan to submit to the Great Zhou."

So, doesn't that mean the other side has to just attack him directly?
He was sincere and felt that submitting to the Great Zhou was the best option, but the elves in front of him certainly didn't think so; they felt they were doing just fine where they were.

In fact, this is a common problem among all forces. Before they have truly faced something they cannot handle, they all feel that they are doing just fine. No matter what you say to them, it is useless. They are the type who have never suffered a loss and cannot listen to advice.

Until one day something bad happens and you can't handle it yourself, you'll know what it means to have a big tree to shelter under.

At this point, Hilke remained relatively calm, deciding to form an alliance first.

Anyway, their Great Zhou territory has already expanded to the neighboring area. If anything happens, they can immediately come to the rescue and definitely won't let anything serious happen to the Elven race.

When Basil heard that the other party wanted to get along amicably, his expression immediately softened.

The elves, by nature, do not love war, nor do they care about outside troubles. They prefer to stay in their own little world and live their slow-paced lives.

Hilke's words aligned with their principles and values, and given that they were from the same clan, Basil's attitude visibly became more friendly.

As for the alliance...

The elves have always disliked getting involved with other powers, their motto being, "You all better stay away from me!"

In the elven mindset, friendly coexistence means 'Don't bother me, I won't bother you, we have no contact, we each live our own lives, and we don't disturb each other.'

But the current situation is clearly subtly different.

They didn't want to have anything to do with other races, but the person in front of them was of their own race, so the situation was different.

"Please wait a moment. I need to report this matter before I can make a decision."

Hilke was prepared for this and made a "please go ahead" gesture.

Although the elves live a slow-paced life, they are not slow or inefficient when reporting news; in fact, they are more efficient than Hilke had expected.

In just four or five minutes, basil came out again, one after the other.

At that moment, Hilke was stunned.

Is this the efficiency of the Elven race?

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Basil raise his hand.

"His Majesty the Elf King wishes to see you. Please follow me."

"Elf King?"

Hilke was startled.

The Elven race places great importance on the legitimacy of bloodlines; not just anyone can become king.

As mentioned earlier, the Elf God had five children, each of whom gave birth to a lineage of elves.

The eldest son inherited the noble virtues and magnanimity of the Elf God, who appointed him as the Elf King.

Afterwards, the direct bloodline of the Elf God's eldest son was collectively called the Elf Royal Family. Only the direct Elf Royal Family members were qualified to inherit the Elf King's throne; the other lineages were at most called 'patriarchs'.

Previously, Hilke had assumed that the elves here were like them, surviving scattered across the world after the destruction of the old civilization.

Who would have thought that there would be elven royalty here!

Of course, Hilke's stance did not waver as a result.

He had weathered so many storms with the Great Zhou, and their relationship had reached this point. His feelings for the Great Zhou and his loyalty to Zhou Xu were genuine. His desire for the Elven race to submit to the Great Zhou wasn't because there hadn't been an Elven royal family to lead the way before, but because after the upheaval his race had experienced, he knew that in this era, development was the only way forward.

The elves are not lacking in development capabilities, but their development capabilities are too weak and their efficiency is too low. Relying solely on themselves would require too much time, and as time goes on, their strength increases slowly, resulting in a low margin for error.

If anything goes wrong in the middle, they won't be able to get through it, just like they were back then.

Therefore, from Hilke's perspective, submitting to the Great Zhou was the wisest course of action.

"Wait for me outside, I'll be right back."

Looking at the forest before them, it was clear that the warhorses couldn't be led in and needed someone to watch them. So, Hilke simply had the other elven knights watch the warhorses outside while he went in with the other side to check the situation.

During this time, perhaps sensing Hilke's thoughts, Basil simply waved his hand to indicate...

"No need for all that trouble, just ride your horses and come in with me."

As they were talking, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the forest behind them. The forest that had blocked their way seemed to come alive, with the big trees and lush bushes moving to both sides. In the blink of an eye, a path leading straight into the forest was cleared.

"..."

To be honest, this was unexpected by Hilke.

He really hadn't expected that the elves here had this trick up their sleeve.

However, this method itself was not enough to intimidate Hilke, and it also immediately gave rise to some speculation.

[The Wood Elf's 'Plant Manipulation'?]

The wood elves of their Great Zhou also know this technique. On the battlefield, they usually use it in conjunction with entanglement vines, but other plants can also control this move.

Wood elf mages in their forestry bureau and agriculture department often use this trick to clear old tree roots buried underground.

That thing is deeply rooted, and it's really hard to dig it out by hand. Even bringing in a steam excavator can be troublesome sometimes. A wood elf mage can easily take care of it with a single spell. It's simple and efficient.

The enemy has set up quite a formation right now. To be able to do this, their wood elf mages must either be numerous or of high quality.

Hilke wasn't quite sure at the moment whether the other side's show of force was just a casual gesture to make things easier for him, or a show of force.

However, since the other party had already done so, he had no intention of backing down.

"Let's go."

With just a simple glance, the accompanying elven knights understood what was going on.

They've faced quite a few powerful forces over the years; surely they understand these basic tactics?
I just never expected it to happen to someone from the same clan.

With mixed feelings, the elven knights, led by Hilke, mounted their horses one by one and entered the forest.

Almost as soon as they rode in, the trees behind them at the entrance closed up again, returning to their original state.

Hilke naturally noticed the commotion behind him. He didn't turn around, but his senses, as a peak Vajra Realm martial artist, began to spread rapidly in all directions.

In terms of perception, he certainly couldn't compete with mages of the same level, but his own senses still allowed him to keenly detect that there were many elves secretly watching them from the trees on both sides of the forest, some in the trees and some in the woods.

Some of them carried obvious energy fluctuations, and without much thought, they were most likely the wood elf mages who had just been casting spells.

Judging from the current situation, this display of force is likely the result of sufficient numbers being deployed...

(End of this chapter)