Volume 2: Elf Kingdom Chapter 40 Private Discussion (2)

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After Lova and others left, the meeting hall completely exploded. The elf elders kept arguing about how to deal with George, an alien. However, one thing was very unified. All the elf elders believed that George should not continue to exist in the elf world. Kingdom, in the territory of Aranorn.

Elven King Alvin is now sitting on the main seat, his left hand helplessly holding the oak crown above his head, while the fingers of his right hand are tapping the table.

He felt a little headache, a very serious headache. In his opinion, if the chess piece George was used well, it might bring huge benefits to the elves, and he already had a very implementable plan in his heart. But now is not the time for full exposure. However, what he did not expect was that his own group of elders would be so resistant to this person.

I lamented in my heart. In fact, Alvin sometimes envied his allies - the human kingdom of the life camp, the Pedara Empire, where the Pope's orders were supreme - at least they wouldn't be confronted by so many people. As the king of the elves, Alvin felt more like a doormat of the elders. Orders, large and small, had to go through countless wranglings and complaints before they could be implemented.

"Elder Ivo, what do you think I should do with this half-vampire?" After a while, Alvin finally spoke. He first asked the elf elder beside him, who was also the first to insist on erasing George in the previous argument. That elder.

"Great Elf King, this undead creature should definitely be sentenced to death! As a dirty undead creature, he is not qualified to stand with us in the meeting hall of the elves, let alone participate in our meetings of the elves! For this reason alone, I think this undead creature should be put to death!"

"Elder Ivo, the undead creature you are talking about was brought back by my niece. Do you want to execute my niece together? Or, the real reason you don't want to mention is that your little Green is jealous for the sake of competition. , and ended up proposing a fight without being sure of victory, and ended up losing to someone else with inferior skills, bringing shame to the elves?”

Unlike Ivo's loud voice, the Elf King's voice was very low and could only be heard by Ivo. In the eyes of others, the Elf King's mouth only moved, but Ivo's face suddenly turned pale.

"Great Elf King, it's up to you to decide." Ivo suppressed his blush, and finally took a step back with compromise.

"Okay elders, we will discuss the previous issue later. Now, let us welcome the leader of our younger generation, Green!" Alvin clapped his hands and his voice returned to a level that everyone could hear. As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the meeting hall was opened, and Green ran in panting.

"Father, you said something big happened to Youlova...Ah...Great Elf King, I'm sorry to disturb you. Please forgive my recklessness!" Green came in in such a hurry that he didn't notice the chairman at the first time. The Elven King Alvin.

"What an impatient young man, you can't find your four-leaf clover among the flowers like this!" The Elf King teased in a meaningful way, and motioned to the Elf Attendant to provide Green with a bench.

"Great Elf King, I..." Green was about to say something, but was interrupted by Alvin waving his hand.

"Hush... Young man, sit down and rest for a while. The price of over-level casting is not what you can afford now. Let me guess, your over-level cast of Necromancer, although it has been simplified and improved, but you are now My limbs are still weak, my mouth is dry, and I drank two bottles of magic potion without any effect. It was very difficult to ride a horse before, and now my hands are shaking so much that I can't even lift the staff, right?"

"Great Elf King, how did you know?" Green was very surprised, as if every move he made was seen by him.

"Listen up, Level 2 Druid Green! Our spells originate from nature, the origin of life in the universe, and the plants and trees around you. As a Druid, the forest is an extension of your limbs, that is, It is derived from your eyes and ears, until the end, you are the forest, you are nature." Alvin taught Green patiently. These words not only gave Green a lot of inspiration, but also many elven elders who were sitting sideways were enlightened. Feeling somewhat enlightened.

"Go down and rest, Green. After you have had enough rest, I hope you can join the Royal Guard. You are a useful talent, and General Gramming will train you well." After hearing Alvin's arrangements for Green, Ivo, who was a little frustrated, looked at Alvin with gratitude, and Alvin nodded slightly.

"Elders, back to the topic just now, do you still think that half-vampire should be executed? Let's vote."

After the Green incident was over, Alvin saw that the elders below were not as angry as before, so he decided to hold a vote. Soon, the voting results came out. Thirteen members, including the Elf King, had one abstention vote, one veto vote, and eleven votes in favor of executing George.

Then, Alvin asked all the elders who voted for death to answer a question for him:

"What exactly is a half-vampire?"

As expected, two-thirds of the elders looked confused, and the remaining one-third hesitated or gave incomplete answers.

"Elders, it's already dusk now. After a hard day's work, it's time for us to repair ourselves. Let's adjourn the meeting." After saying this, Alvin stood up and took two steps toward the inner court. Suddenly he remembered something and headed towards the meeting again. The hall turned back.

"Elders, I have here a notebook that I excerpted when I was traveling in various planes. It is called "Natural Law Volume". There is a page in it that details all kinds of information about vampires and half-vampires. If you are interested, please Elders can observe on their own."

"Oh, by the way, this "Scroll of Natural Law" is a handwritten copy of the previous one. I used to bet the first one to the demon general Geralt who lost to the Negras Empire. You must keep this one." !”

A thick parchment book was placed on the stage of the meeting hall. The rays of the setting sun shone on the smooth white paper, and also reflected on the surprised expressions on the elders' faces, as distinct as wisdom and stupidity.