Elven cultivators

Eleanor walked through the arched doorway and into the central hall.

A number of people were already seated around the long table.

The three elders sat on the right side of the table, talking quietly with the group opposite them.

It was the delegation from the Jade Court.

Eleanor's gaze swept across the room, and she quickly recognized several familiar faces.

Kalifen, the foreign affairs officer of the Emerald Court, was the one who led the delegation to sign the vassal agreement with the Silvermoon Clan last time.

Sitting next to him was Daniels.

That young elf who once won the title of Shining Star, but was defeated by Anton in a single move.

Compared to many years ago, Daniels' appearance hasn't changed much, but his temperament has become much more composed, although there seems to be a lingering melancholy between his brows.

Upon seeing his granddaughter arrive, the elder invited her to sit down.

Eleanor first bowed slightly to the three elders, then walked to the right side of the long table and sat down in the empty seat next to the third elder.

Karifen's gaze fell on her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He recognized the elven girl.

If I remember correctly, he should be one of the most outstanding figures among the younger generation of the Silvermoon Clan.

No matter how outstanding she is, given her age and qualifications, she shouldn't be qualified to attend a meeting of this level.

The elder noticed Kalifen's gaze and seemed to guess his doubts. He smiled and introduced, "Eleanor is now the assistant to our clan chief, mainly responsible for assisting the chief in handling clan affairs."

Assistant to the clan chief.

Karifen suddenly realized that this identity was indeed qualified for him to attend the meeting.

But a casual remark from the Third Elder surprised him.

"Don't let Eleanor's youth fool you, she's already a Gold-ranked individual."

Karifen's gaze froze instantly.

He took a closer look at the young elven girl before him, a hint of surprise welling up inside him.

When we last met, the other party was clearly only at the Silver rank.

In just over thirty years, they broke through that threshold?

At this age, a Gold-ranked individual would be considered a remarkably talented genius even within the Emerald Court.

The Silvermoon Clan... truly produces many talented individuals.

As Carifen smiled and nodded to Eleanor, he was also secretly sighing in his heart.

With such a young generation, it's no wonder that the Silvermoon Clan was able to rise rapidly from a small power, defeat Kreisor Dragon City, and conquer Eldron Plains.

Just then, steady footsteps sounded at the entrance of the hall.

Everyone turned to look at him, and saw Anton walk in.

"Chieftain."

The three elders and Eleanor immediately stood up and bowed slightly in greeting.

The members of the delegation also quickly stood up and bowed to Andong in greeting.

Even though they were an envoy from the Emerald Court, they dared not be the slightest bit negligent in the face of legendary powerhouses.

Especially since the person in front of him was no ordinary legendary expert.

The name of the Fallen Dragon Sword Saint is now widely known throughout the Dawn Continent.

At the peak of his power, he could confront legendary dragons head-on and even severely damage and repel them.

On the day he ascended to legendary status, he brazenly slew a legendary dragon, demonstrating his strength with undeniable facts.

Not to mention, he single-handedly transformed the Silvermoon Clan from a small, isolated force into a position that can influence the entire region today.

Such a person certainly deserves respect.

Daniels followed behind Karifen, bowing his head in return.

But his feelings were much more complicated than others.

He was actually not convinced after his crushing defeat at the hands of Anton.

After returning to the Jade Court, he trained desperately, hoping to one day defeat Anton and wash away the shame.

When he finally broke through to the Gold rank, he heard the news that Anton had been promoted to Legend.

At that moment, Daniels felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

All his efforts and all his obsessions became a joke in the face of this news.

Even if he is a rising star in the Emerald Court and a genius in the eyes of others, he dares not say that he can definitely advance to the Legendary level.

Even if it were possible, that would be at least several hundred years from now.

And Anton, before he was even two hundred years old, had already reached that level.

With such a huge gap, he could never catch up in his lifetime.

A complex and inexplicable emotion surged within Daniels.

He looked up and glanced at Anton discreetly.

The face in his memory was still young, but his eyes were deeper than before, as if they held something he could not see through.

Even though Anton didn't make any move and just stood there quietly, the restrained yet heavy, mountain-like pressure emanating from him still made Daniels' breathing become somewhat sluggish.

That's a difference in the level of life.

It is an insurmountable chasm between gold and legend.

In that instant, the last thought of comparison in Daniels' mind vanished completely.

He lowered his head, no longer looking at the figure that made him feel powerless and even involuntarily awe.

Anton didn't care about Daniels' thoughts at all.

He took his seat at the head of the table, glanced at the members of the delegation, and got straight to the point.

"Your Excellency Kalifen, what brings the royal court here today?"

Kalifen's expression turned serious, and he spoke solemnly: "Clan Chief Anton, I have come here on behalf of the Emerald Court to convey a message to your clan."

"The Royal Court has reached an agreement with the Freedom Alliance, the Temple of Tides, the Heart of the Mountains, and Bloodhowl Fortress. The five parties will form a joint force to attack the Dragon Court."

These words moved all three elders.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Five major powers form an alliance to attack the Dragon Court?

This is an unprecedented event!

If this news were to spread, it would probably cause a sensation throughout the entire continent.

Kalifen continued, "The Royal Court hopes that all vassal clans will join the coalition to jointly attack the Dragon Court. For this purpose, a conscription order has been issued. We have come here today in the hope that your clan will respond to the Royal Court's call."

Upon hearing this, the three elders frowned slightly, their minds churning with thoughts.

When the Silvermoon Clan signed the vassalage agreement with the Emerald Court, there was indeed a clause stating that they would respond to the court's call to participate in war when necessary.

However, both parties are well aware that the formal significance of such clauses outweighs their practical significance.

It is impossible for vassal clans to accept the royal court's summons unconditionally and risk participating in the war.

Moreover, it goes without saying how dangerous this war between the allied forces and the Dragon Court was.

If a clan rashly gets involved, it could suffer heavy losses if it is not careful.

The elder's gaze darkened slightly, and he glanced at Anton almost imperceptibly.

Anton's expression was calm, his eyes deep and unreadable.

From the moment he learned of the delegation's arrival, he had already guessed their purpose.

Forming a coalition and recruiting vassals is a move that the Jade Court will inevitably have to make.

After that, the Emerald Court will persuade other races that are on good terms with the Court to join the coalition and form their own forces.

"What are the specific recruitment methods?" Anton asked.

Kalifen quickly said, "All the vassal clans that have been conscripted must gather near the Holy Dragon Mountains in the center of the continent over the next year. The Holy Dragon City of the Dragon Court is located there."

"Once the allied forces have assembled, they will launch a general offensive against the Dragon Court."

"All supplies and consumption by vassal clans during their marches, as well as supplies during wartime, were provided by the royal court."

"Once Dragon City is captured, the vassal clans will receive a corresponding share of spoils based on their military achievements."

The three elders nodded slightly.

These conditions are reasonable.

At least the Emerald Court did not treat the vassal clans as mere cannon fodder, but instead gave them the treatment and benefits they deserved.

The only problem is that the spoils of war can only be obtained after the war ends. Who can be sure that the Emerald Court isn't just making empty promises?

Eleanor listened to Californ's words, but her gaze remained fixed on Anton.

She didn't care how generous the conditions were from the royal court; she only cared about Anton's decision.

Under the varied gazes of the crowd, Anton slowly began to speak:

"The Silvermoon Clan will not go to the front lines."

Karifen's smile froze on his face.

Coming to his senses, he quickly said, "Chief Anton, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

Anton raised his hand to interrupt him, saying calmly, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Although the Silvermoon Clan will not send troops to the front lines, it can provide support in other ways."

Kalifen paused, then instinctively asked, "What kind of support?"

"Supplies," Anton said. "Potions, scrolls, metals... the Silvermoon Clan can supply these things to the Allied Forces at 30% below market price."

Karifen's heart skipped a beat.

He was also aware that the potions, scrolls, and metals produced by the Silvermoon Clan were selling well throughout Eldronping and the surrounding areas.

On his way to Silvermoon Forest, he even made a point of buying a batch of supplies in a town along the way to rest. After inspecting them, he found that the quality of these items was indeed quite good.

Although the Jade Court is large and well-established, considering the scale of the upcoming war, the resources consumed will definitely be astronomical. If there were a stable channel to obtain high-quality and inexpensive resources... perhaps that wouldn't be bad?

Carifen observed Anton's expression discreetly, and saw in the latter's face an unyielding resolve.

He sighed inwardly and said, "I will convey Chief Andong's message to the royal court. If they agree, I will contact your clan again."

Although the goal was not fully achieved, at least they did not leave empty-handed.

The potions and scrolls of the Silvermoon Clan are of far superior quality to similar products on the market, a fact that is already widely acknowledged in the Eldron Plains.

If the coalition can obtain a stable supply, the improvement in combat capability will be immediate.

The higher-ups might agree to this proposal.

"No problem." Anton nodded.

The delegation did not stay long and soon took their leave.

Only the members of the Silvermoon Clan remained in the hall.

The Grand Elder then spoke, looking at Anton.

"Chieftain, are you refusing the royal court's summons because you fear too many casualties among your people in the war?"

Anton nodded slightly: "The Dragon Clan has dominated the Dawn Continent for nearly ten thousand years. Their foundation is far deeper than ordinary people can imagine. Even if many races unite, it would not be so easy to conquer the Dragon Court."

"This will inevitably be a bloody battle with countless casualties and a protracted war."

"Once you get involved, you can never easily get out."

"The clan is currently in a period of rapid development, and what it needs is time and a stable environment; it is not advisable to take risks."

"We can focus on developing our forces while all the major powers are engaged in fierce battles on the front lines. It won't be too late to make our move when the war reaches a critical moment."