Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Still standing there, Eltharion broke the tacit agreement and order that had just been established, but his actions did not yield the results he wanted. The Alais either avoided his gaze or looked at him with indifference.

The reality taught him a cruel lesson. There was no unanimous response as he had imagined, nor were there the words of admiration and exclamation as he had imagined, nor was there the center of attention as he had imagined when he appeared.

Daxus shook his head slightly. He was not angry about Isharion's behavior. In his opinion, Isharion was a little immature at this point in time. People need opportunities. It is still a long way for Isharion to become a ruthless person. He shook his head for other reasons. Judging from Asrai's performance, the separatism of the elves is too strong. It feels like the kangaroos in the 21st century. The prime minister visited Daying to find out how his ancestors went to Kangaroos. After looking through the archives, he concluded that they were criminals, and then nothing happened.

The relationship between the United Kingdom and the Republic of Korea is very complicated, with various historical reasons and similar Balfour Declaration, Westminster Statute, Kangaroo Act, 99 ruling, etc. In the st century, the Republic of Korea and the Republic of Korea are both members of the Commonwealth and the Commonwealth. In terms of sovereignty, both sides are equal. The Republic of Korea cannot be like in the first half of the th century. There are no embassies on both sides, but high commissions, which are also called governors. The legislative, executive and judicial systems of the two countries are also independent and do not interfere with each other.

Just like a person has many companies under his name, but these companies are run independently. The sovereignty of Kangaroo and Daiying belongs to the same person, which is why Daiying should retain the royal family. The two countries are different except for language, culture and race. Both sides look at each other like foreigners, just like Aslai looks at Asur now.

In the elven system, the Phoenix King holds the following titles: King of Ulthuan, King of Athel Loren, King of Lauren Loren, etc.

This might be a good way to integrate the forces, but it was not what Daxus wanted to see. He did not like this political system from the bottom of his heart. He always believed that great unity was the greatest glory. If this was the beginning, there would still be chaos afterwards. What about the Korchen Plains, Orbion, the forests of Elsin Arwen, and Nehekhara? The power of the elves could not be effectively integrated, and it might even fall into further division.

This is also the reason why Daxus did not consider marriage. If he wanted, he could marry Marest when he was in Laurenloren and give birth to a daughter. Let this daughter take over Marest's job in Laurenloren. No, he could have two children and let the other one take over the job in Aesop Loren. Then he could say hello to Aisha.

Marest's ancestor was Aenarion's son, not his daughter, but that didn't matter. After all, Morellien had the blood of the Everqueen, which was why Laurent Loren Asur recognized her great-grandmother.

Later, Dacius took over from Malekith, and everything went smoothly, with a kind of Habsburg beauty. Didn't the Habsburg dynasty rule the Unholy Empire, the Pan-Italian Empire, the Grand Duchy of Austria, the Austrian Empire, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the Second Chicken Roll Empire, etc. in this way? He could imitate the Habsburg dynasty, have more children, and get all kinds of claims and titles.

If this is true, then the Herban family will be like the Caledo family before them, always controlling the Phoenix King and becoming a family empire.

Another thing that annoyed Daxus was that many of these Asur had a common identity. Beloda and Marin had all studied at the White Tower of Hoeth. The White Tower of Hoeth, as a landmark building, was too important to the Asur. It was like a bond that connected most of the nobles of Ulthuan together, weaving an impenetrable network. How could this be possible?

Just as Daxus was thinking about it, Bel-Ahor and Leandra beside Istharion pulled Istharion down, who looked disappointed and frustrated.

"Leandra Arsino."

Dacus looked at Leandra, and the historical figure appeared before his eyes again. He had heard and understood a lot about Leandra. Titles were often accurate. In his opinion, Leandra was worthy of the title of "Daughter of Fire". Leandra looked like a ball of fire, which was incompatible with Aesel Loren. He knew that Asanok and Leandra had met last night. He could feel that Asanok was not in a good mood after returning. Out of privacy and respect, he did not ask for details.

After he got the red dragon, he lost interest in learning dragon songs from Leandra. Moreover, he could sense Leandra's hostility towards him and Drusara who was sitting next to him. Even if he wanted to learn, she might not want to teach him.

"Delina."

"Tavarya."

As mentioned before, the seats were arranged very cleverly. After Leandra, we arrived at Asrai's seat. These two were forest lords and ladies. They were Ariel's maids and priests, and were sent to Anmiel by Ariel. Yesterday, they did not remain neutral, nor did they participate in the battle. They arrived at night, and Anmiel's affairs delayed their trip. As a result, they found that the weather had changed after they arrived.

Daxus could see sadness, pain and confusion on their faces. He expressed his understanding. After all, the change was too big, too big to digest and accept.

Anmir, or the Blighted Lands, is one of the Twelve Botel Realms, located to the west of Athel Loren, with much of its territory bordering Bretonnia. The realm is in desperate decline, for many years ago a Morgul was slain in the heart of the region, and his blood tainted the surrounding land for miles around. The great elm tree Ardavok, which once served as the hall of Anmir's rulers, was corroded into a withered husk during that battle, and now its shadow falls only upon the barren and lifeless soil.

Ardavok was also a member of the Elder Council, and Dacha held court in the courtyards of Ardavok's roots long ago, before the Elves appeared in Athel Loren. Most Asrai believe that Dacha lost her mind after Morgul's death forever tainted the land, but in fact, she was an erratic and malevolent being many years before that tragedy.

Since the Great Elm Ardavok was transformed into the Tree of Sorrow, the Asrai of Anmir have been waging a losing battle against the corruption of Morgul. Every year, the warbands of the beastmen grow larger, more of the spirits of the forest go mad, and entire groves wither and die. In Athel Loren, the loss of a single tree is a tragedy, so the ongoing scourge of Morgul's blood is a sorrow beyond words.

At the end of time, when the elves fled to Athel Loren to survive and make a final resistance, Morgul was reborn at the roots of the fetid trees, and its joyful cry was heard on the wind, and countless beastmen attacked the borders of Anmir.

Delina fell along with hundreds of Asrai, trying to end the Beastmen threat, but her own flesh and blood were mutated into unspeakable monstrosities. When Lady Tavarria struck the former Delina with a spear, it was too late. Reinforcements arrived too late, the waystone system was destroyed, and the Beastmen began to roam into Athel Loren.

"Molanna."

"Arras."

It's a familiar face. In yesterday's war, Ms. Morana stood on the side of Dacus. She is the lord of Modren and is legally married to the forest lord Arras. She is a believer and maid of Aisha. She is a typical example of a maid of the cult marrying a childless noble just to have offspring.

Mordren, or Nightglen, is one of the Twelve Botel Realms, located below Anmir and bordering Bretonnia. It is a land shrouded in perpetual shadow, where the sun never reaches the trees, the only light coming from the flickering wood spirits that bicker and play among the branches. In this perpetual gloom, the asrai and the wood spirits are malevolent even by the standards of Athel Loren, practicing magic and customs that are forbidden in other realms. The shadowy Nightglen is full of forbidden magics and worships gods that most asrai shun, such as the god of vengeance, Drakora.

However, Mordren was not like this in the past. Nightglen was once considered the brightest and most glorious of all the lands of Athel Loren, and its people were the most hospitable. But all this changed. The darkness in Ariel's soul spread throughout the forest, and Mordren became what it is now. Later, Ariel's soul restored balance, but Nightglen never recovered.

"Arida."

"Hegliya."

"Vetir."

"Talandor Duskstar."

"Indra."

Kavalok, or the Wilds of the Scar, is one of the Twelve Bottomlands, located south of Athel Loren. It is a land of grassy glades, boasting the grazing plains that support the renowned elven warhorses.

The Asrai here are the best horse drivers in the Old World, and when the war horn sounds, they are the first to go out. They are fast, easily angered, and more reckless than other Asrai. If the Asrai act too much in a war, it is almost certain that the forest cavalry of the Skymark Wilderness will be in the lead in that crazy charge.

Indra had defeated Heinrich Kemmler's attack on Athel Loren in 2495 IC, but now she was in a bad mood, as if she had lost her parents. The woodland riders she brought with her were placed in the rear of the formation in yesterday's battle, and most of them were killed. If she didn't have to attend, she wouldn't even want to attend.

"Fendor."

"Evelyn."

As the rulers of Winderich, they have the same configuration as the rulers of Modrench, with Fendor as the lord of the woodland and Evelyn as the lady. (Introduced in Chapter 452 of Winderich)

"Kalauna."

Princess of Karona Windrich, daughter of Fendor and Evelyn. She moves so fast that it is almost impossible to see, with a clear purpose and quick movements. She never slows down, and never tires. She will pursue her target relentlessly until the target is cornered, a typical wanderer.

This is one of the four strongest men of the Hunter. Daxus looked at Karona. Karona was very elegant at this moment, but she was not depressed or sad. He could see passion in Karona's shining eyes.

"Asselin."

Karaona and Athelin were lovers, and later in history Athelin became a wild rider, but he broke his vow to sever all worldly ties and stuck to his love for Karaona, even revealing the sacred secrets of his order to Karaona. This led to his transformation into a strong stag, and Karaona unknowingly hunted Athelin down under her guidance.

After discovering the true nature of the stag, Karaona finally learned of Athelin's cursed fate, endlessly reincarnating as a beast, and then there was the rest of the story...

However, history was changed by Dacreus, and Orion was crushed by him, so Aselin could not become a wild cavalryman.

"Alaros."

This is a god-man, Lilith's chosen one, her spouse, Asuryan of Lilith's new world, and that's it. Lilith's new world has been discovered...

(Introduced by Tasern 318)
The Oak of Ages and the meeting place, the King's Wood, are located in the territory of Tasai'en, but the planning of the Oak of Ages and the King's Wood in the Asrai administrative region is more like Tal Litanel, belonging to the domain of Orion and Ariel. Tasai'en is also the private land claimed by Adanhu before his death. The connection between Asrai and the forest spirits is not as strong as in Tasai'en anywhere in Athel Loren.

"Kalaya."

The priest of Aisha, at the end of time, became the Ers Haiai of the new world, and then nothing happened...

"Kerillian."

Daxus looked at Kerillian and the black eyes of the Five Warriors of Uberik. He shook his head and said nothing. This feeling was too strange.

"Zoya."

Zoya looks very old, but she is not. The reason for this is that the magic has gone out of control and she has been attacked by the magic. As a lady, she is Cythera, the woodland lord of the Wild Forest.

"Seonland."

The oldest and most cunning warrior among the Asrai, Seonlan the Hookblade is the Chosen of Edrezer. He is skilled in both hand-to-hand combat and ambushes deep in the forest. He is Artiveth, ruler of the Heart of Winter, and the oldest woodland lord in Athel Loren.

Artives is very different from the other eleven territories. It is embraced by the coldness of winter. The branches are always covered with thick frost, and the glades are always covered with heavy snow. Pale statues line every path and mark the entrance to each hall. Some of these statues are exquisite ice sculptures patiently carved by Asrai, while others are mischievous water spirits or malicious water horses imprisoned by magic to punish past evil deeds or prevent future evil deeds.

Let's put it this way. After the elves fled from Ulthuan en masse at the end of the world, most of the few remaining Duruchi gathered here, except for looting in Bretonnia. The bare branches and cold here reminded them of the time when they were still in Naggaroth... In this land, few forest spirits awaken. Most spirits are willing to sleep for centuries, because the biting cold makes them drowsy and stay asleep. They can only wait for the glorious dawn that will never come. The connection between this forest and the Asrai is weaker than any other place in Athel Loren. Those spirits that are awakened rarely talk to the Asrai, and prefer to communicate with the Asrai through dreams.

The special circumstances of Atives gave rise to the Asrai here. The defense here has always relied entirely on the Asrai's courage and fighting skills. The forest spirits cannot wake up even when threatened with extinction. Therefore, the Asrai here practice the art of war with an obsession that is completely unfamiliar in other territories. The temple of Edrezer in Athel Loren is located in the Lord's Hall here, and the shrines are countless. There are more Eternal Guards than anywhere else in Athel Loren combined.

Why are the elite Heart of Winter guards named Heart of Winter? Also, this is why Seonlan made his choice yesterday.

"Skarlock."

Skarlok the Wanderer, who is good at reading traces and omens, rose to prominence not long ago when he shot a black-feathered arrow into Morgul's eye socket. Since then, he has become an ambassador of Ariel, escorting friends through the forest to King's Glade, and it was he who brought the Asur delegation in. Therefore, he is qualified to take the seat.

He sometimes even warns the Bretonnians when he sees signs of a common enemy, and as such he becomes a trusted friend to many of the Bretonnians and is warmly welcomed, especially when he brings in fine venison from Athel Loren.

"Liv."

Dacus nodded to the haggard Liv in a friendly manner. He could feel that what happened yesterday had a great impact on Liv. Perhaps Liv had not predicted what happened yesterday before she chose to go to Lauren Loren to find him, or perhaps she had predicted it...

"Tilya Silver Wing."

"Saralaiel Soulwalker."

These two are Spellweavers, handmaiden and priestesses of Ariel, leaders of the Sisters of Thorns, playing the roles that Daxus played when he first met Drusala.

"Made Tomalin."

"Witch of the Forest", "Guardian of the Stone Cairn" Med is a weaver and Ariel's maid. She has a pair of sharp purple eyes, reddish-brown hair with green streaks, a slender figure, ivory-white skin, a robe made entirely of leaves, and a feather headdress inherited from her family.
But she is not in the sequence of the Thorn Sisters. Her position is more like the Golden Pond Guardian, but she is not guarding a pond, but a burial cairn. She inherited the title of "Cairn Guardian" from her father. Her duty is to patrol the open space where many Asrai dead are buried. She is one of the few Asrai who can become a partner with a unicorn. The story of her and the unicorn Silverhorn is widely circulated in the Asrai society, and the bards have compiled the story into ballads to sing praises.

She is very good at fighting, but her time has not yet come, because the current necromancers are too weak. An enemy as strong as Heinrich Kemmler has not yet been born. Maybe in the future, she will be awarded the title of "Undead Slayer", or maybe not.

"Breas."

"Bearheart" Breas is an Asrai warrior whose bloodline can be traced back to the beginning of the Kingdom of Chrace. The forest green pointed helmet on his head is a proof of his ancient bloodline. He lives with a group of bears at the junction of Athel Loren and the Gray Mountains. According to the location of the neighboring gang, he should be from Les-Kun, but not entirely. He can communicate with bears, but he cannot turn into a bear.

"Grus." Breas didn't sit down immediately. When Aslai next to him stood up, he helped introduce him.

Only a few Asrai remember Grus's name, most Asrai only know him as the "Beast King". In fact, he can't remember his own name, and he has even degenerated to the point where he can't speak. Just like his title, he lives on the edge of the settlement, but usually moves in the forest, using calls and gestures to communicate with wild beasts. At night, he shares a den with wild beasts. During the day, he hunts with his wild compatriots and eats the same prey.

"Tyra."

『Creep Cat』Tyra, rumor has it that she is the daughter of Orion, and her wild and irritable personality does not really contradict this statement, but in fact she is not... She has a pair of sharp green eyes and a cat-like graceful figure, and some Asrai even think that she is not an elf at all, but a forest spirit, but in fact she is an elf...

As a child, she preferred the company of woodland animals to her people, and spent most of her time running wild in the forest with the giant cats that stalked. Perhaps if she had not shown extraordinary magical talent since childhood, she would have become one of the legendary beast messengers.

As a student, she was not easy to teach. She would rather play with her wild friends under the tree than learn magic. However, she was very talented. Her innocent affinity with nature made it easy for her to master life magic. She is now the youngest weaver and prophet in the Asrai, and is likely to take over Liv's class.

"Elandro."

Elandro, the Dragon Rider, is a watcher. He got this title because he found a forest dragon fighting a group of dwarf butchers while on patrol. He was shocked by the forest dragon that was fatally injured but stubbornly persisted. He watched the forest dragon tear all the attackers into pieces with its sharp fangs, and then the forest dragon exhaled its last sad breath in a bloody mess.

After the forest dragon died, he came to the edge of the battlefield and after observing for a while, he knew why the forest dragon fought so frantically. He noticed that the dwarves destroyed a nest of forest dragon eggs. After searching for a while, as a watcher, he used his highly trained reconnaissance ability to find a dragon egg that rolled under a thorn bush.

Out of pity, he brought the intact egg back to the settlement, and with the help of his sister Terra's magic, the egg successfully hatched. He also became the foster father of the baby dragon, and he named the baby dragon Melano.

But even with good feeding and care, the growth rate of the young dragon is still a bit slow, and now it is only the size of a forest cat. Perhaps it won't take many years for the young dragon to grow up, and then he will become the fourth Asrai who can ride a forest dragon. After Indra and the Twilight sisters, he ranks fourth, no problem.

"Loslan."

"Bannerman" Loslan, he is an Asrai warrior. In a battle against the Skaven, he picked up the fallen battle flag. When the Asrai saw him holding the battle flag high and bravely running among the enemies, slashing left and right, they were inspired and rushed forward like an unstoppable tide. After the battle, he had the honor of carrying the battle flag.

The full name of the battle flag is the Battle Flag of Athel Loren. This battle flag is sacred to the Asrai. The battle flag is woven from the hair of countless Asrai girls. They offer their golden, silver or red hair as the weaving material of the flag. With each generation of inheritance, more hair is woven into the flag, making it more magnificent and full of magic.

In addition to these Asrai, some Asrai stood up and introduced themselves. They were nobles with relatives. They were not forest lords, but they were of a lower level, more like village chiefs, like Aldade.

Soon, it was the turn of the demigod.

"Sariel."

"Serene."

"Liariel."

Then it was the turn of the Duruchi seat.

"Bene Bloodbath."

"Shakara."

"Gilead Lothain-Marthanas."

After Gilead said his last name, everyone in the room looked at him, making him a little overwhelmed. Apparently his last name was more famous than Eltharion's, and even Malekith, who had been watching the venue, had his orange eyes shrink.

The Asrai did not know who the Phoenix King would be after the fifth one, but they knew who the second Phoenix King was, and they knew what had happened in history. What they did not expect was that the owner of the surname Barshana would appear here.

"Asanoak Veniol." After Gilead sat down, Asanoak stood up and introduced himself. As a result, everyone's eyes turned to him again. But he remained calm. He had lived for so many years and had seen all kinds of storms.

Malekith's orange eyes twitched again behind the silver mirror. He almost fainted from anger. He resisted the urge to smash the mirror. He could never have imagined that after visiting Elsin Alvin, Dacus actually found the family bloodlines of two pseudo kings. What made him even more angry was that Dacus had not mentioned it in the previous two conversations.

The Asurai did not know who the Phoenix King would be after the fifth one, but they knew who the fifth Phoenix King was. If Caradrell had not inherited the throne and ordered the Asur to evacuate Elsin Alvin, their ancestors would not have come to this forest. What they did not expect was that the owner of the surname Caradrell would appear here.

"Beloda White Wave."

"Franais Takia."

When Flanais finished introducing himself, a part of Asul looked at him with scrutiny. He knew why, and he sat there expressionless, without any expression, neither glaring nor showing any intention of showing good will.

"Alyssa Takia."

"Koliokolonia Herban."

"Drusara." When Drusara said her name, she felt a sharp gaze coming at her. She looked over and found that it was Leandra. She smiled calmly and then sat down.

"Where's Aldeid?" Dacus asked casually after a round. Almost everyone who should come has come, except Dacus and Amade Ironbark who has turned into a tree man. Ryan was missing from Duruchi's seat. Ryan took the initiative to fight for the task of recording, and was sitting at the far end of the irregularly shaped table drawing.

"He's dead." Sai Anlan responded expressionlessly.

Dacus nodded. He was just asking casually. In fact, he had known that Aldeid was dead. It seemed that Bainer's teaching was not good enough, or martial arts could not increase intelligence points. He looked around, his eyes swept over every participant, feeling the expectations and tension of the participants. After coughing lightly, he stood up. Under the gaze of everyone, he took a deep breath and began his speech.

"Dear friends, dear warriors, we come from different factions and have different beliefs, but today, we gather together to face this moment full of challenges and opportunities. This is not just an ordinary meeting, but an important moment that will determine our future destiny." Daxus' voice was loud and firm. His eyes passed through the table and looked at every participant. His eyes moved among the crowd, as if he wanted to include everyone in his field of vision.

"Now, I declare that the meeting is officially open!" Daquus turned his head and smiled at the silver mirror. He knew that Malekith was watching him. When he turned his head, the words he said were like an order, resounding throughout the open space, and then he returned to his seat.

There was no applause, nor was there any discussion. The atmosphere of the meeting became more tense and serious. Every participant knew that the following discussion would determine their fate.

And this meeting was too trendy, with a strange location, abstract tables, and forest spirits and lizardmen watching, it was all too trendy.

"Can you tell me about the past?" After a moment, seeing that Dacus had no one to show his support, he turned his head to look at Sarir. When Sarir also turned his head to look at him, he smiled and said to Sarir that he was ready to kill his heart, of course he had to lay some groundwork before that.

"Of course." Salir said with a smile, his voice was like the gentle wind blowing through the leaves, with a hint of warmth and comfort. Then he stood up and said in a low and powerful voice, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Salir. At first, they came on a silver ship, with great power and mysterious. Then our world was frozen, huge and empty... (End of this chapter)