Elven cultivators

Silvermoon Forest, Eternal Palace.

The three elders, Cedric, Elena, Darion... the high-ranking members of the Silvermoon Clan gathered around a long table, their expressions varied.

When footsteps sounded outside the door, everyone turned to look and saw Anton, Roman, and Eleanor walk in one after the other.

Although all three are minors, today's meeting is important, and as Windtalkers, they all have the right to attend.

Moreover, one of the topics of this meeting was related to Anton.

"Please sit down."

The elder nodded gently to the three of them, gesturing for them to sit in the empty seats on the right side of the long table.

Anton noticed that many people were looking at him with a hint of amazement and curiosity. He knew exactly why, but remained calm on the surface. He bowed slightly and sat down.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the elder coughed lightly and turned his gaze to Cedric.

The latter understood and immediately stood up to recount yesterday's ambush operation.

"...Afterwards, we interrogated the three humans. They claimed to be members of the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild, responsible for transporting food to the Molten Thorn Tribe and completing the handover."

"According to them, this is the first time the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild has delivered food to the Melting Thorn Tribe. However, both sides have reached an agreement that the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild will provide food aid two to three times a year from now on."

"Preliminary estimates suggest that this food aid is sufficient to sustain three to four thousand lizardmen for a year, which is enough to significantly alleviate the food shortage in the Molten Thorn tribe."

By the end, everyone present had become extremely solemn.

The Silvermoon Clan's hunting activities, besides obtaining the materials needed to make Dragon Essence Potions, have a deeper strategic intention: to disrupt the Molten Thorn Tribe's hunting, preventing them from obtaining enough food to survive the winter, thereby reducing their population.

Just when things were finally starting to look promising, the Molten Thorn Tribe managed to establish a connection with the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild, receiving a steady supply of food aid from them.

In this way, the Molten Thorn tribe will not only avoid a sharp decline in population, but may even take the opportunity to continue to grow stronger.

This was clearly not good news for the Silvermoon Clan.

"The Blazing Fire Merchant Guild is a core power in Azurewater Harbor. How could they be involved with the lizardmen?"

"Has Azurewater Harbor allied with the Molten Thorn Tribe?"

"Impossible. The Molten Thorn Tribe has attacked at least 70 or 100 caravans over the years. Those merchants hate the lizardmen the most."

"Then what's going on here?"

The crowd discussed it amongst themselves, but couldn't come to a conclusion.

There's something strange about this whole thing.

Only Anton's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were deep in thought.

The Grand Elder observed the change in his expression and asked in a deep voice, "Anton, what do you think?"

The hall fell silent as everyone turned their gaze to the young figure.

Anton didn't hide anything and calmly asked, "The lizardmen of the Molten Thorn tribe, their bloodline originates from the Radiant Ember Dragon, right?"

Many people were taken aback by what he said, wondering why Anton suddenly brought this up.

Then they subconsciously looked at the three elders.

The Molten Thorn tribe has existed for seven or eight hundred years, a period of time so long that perhaps only the three oldest elders present know the origins of its bloodline.

"That's right." The Second Elder nodded slightly. "The bloodline of the Molten Thorn Tribe is said to originate from the Radiant Ember Dragon in Kresol Dragon City."

As he spoke, the Second Elder glanced at Anton in surprise, clearly puzzled as to how he knew this.

Anton couldn't very well say that he had read too many analytical posts about dragons, and that he had guessed it the moment he saw the lizardman's appearance during the practical assessment.

He pretended not to see the Second Elder's look and continued:

"Rumor has it that the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild is very close to the Dragonborn, and its president is also the spokesperson for Crestor Dragon City in the Azure Water Council."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately realized what was happening, and their expressions changed slightly.

How could the Molten Thorn Tribe have any connection with the City of Krethor?

This is undoubtedly worse news than the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild supplying food to the Molten Thorn Tribe.

"I don't think the situation is that bad." Anton could naturally see what the others were thinking. "Dragonborn consider themselves to have a noble bloodline and have always looked down on other races with mixed bloodlines. They don't even take sub-dragons seriously, let alone lizardmen."

"Kreisor Dragon City would never look down on the Molten Thorn Tribe. In my guess, the one secretly connected with the Molten Thorn Tribe is probably just some dragonborn officer in Kreisor Dragon City, and it is most likely not the will of Dragon City itself."

The tense expressions on everyone's faces relaxed slightly.

After being reminded by Anton, they realized what was going on.

Given the domineering and arrogant style of Kreisor Dragon City, if they wanted to support the Molten Thorn Tribe, they could do so openly and honestly, without needing to secretly transport food through the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild.

It's highly likely, as Anton said, that the Molten Thorn tribe's backer is just some Dragonborn officer.

Although Kreisor Dragon City is powerful, they are not too wary of a mere dragonborn officer.

"No matter what, we can't just stand by and watch the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild aid the Melting Thorn Tribe," the Second Elder said solemnly.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Everyone was well aware of the consequences of allowing the Molten Thorn tribe to grow stronger.

The Grand Elder immediately made a decision: "The Forest Guard should keep a close watch on the main road from Azurewater Harbor to the Wasteland and intercept all food transport convoys of the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild."

"Yes, Elder."

Cedric and Irene responded in unison.

The elder nodded slightly, then changed the subject, looking at Anton: "Next topic... Anton."

As the elder finished speaking, everyone looked at Anton, their gazes filled with curiosity and scrutiny, as well as amazement and anticipation.

Clearly, they already knew that the second topic was related to Anton.

Faced with the gazes of the crowd, Anton simply responded with a calm "Yes."

The elder slowly spoke: "I heard you crafted a luminous-level magical item for Roman?"

Anton glanced at Roman, who was winking playfully at him, and nodded frankly: "That's right."

Although they already knew the news, a suppressed gasp still rippled through the hall when Anton admitted it himself.

Following his success in pharmacy, Anton also displayed an amazing talent in the field of alchemy.

In just two years, he has grown from a beginner to someone who can independently create luminous magical items. His talent is simply astonishing.

Among the silver and gold-rank spellcasters present, only a handful were capable of independently crafting luminous-level magical items.

"I've seen this magical item you made..." This time it was the Third Elder's turn to speak, "Was it primarily made of frost steel?"

What he was actually more curious about was the runes on the Frost-Patterned Axe, which differed in many details from the common runes he was familiar with.

However, runes are the secret of every alchemist, and even as an elder, he cannot rashly investigate them.