Chapter 155 You Can’t Stop

Of course Eliandor knew what he was doing.

He also knows what it means to do so.

This means that since the ancestors led the people to move into Ellaria for nearly ten thousand years, as the Elf King, he has handed over the royal power and divided the country.

This means that he is likely to push the entire High Elf Kingdom into the abyss called 'kingship dispute' again in a few years.

This sets a dangerous precedent.

Once a conflict breaks out, it will no longer be a so-called internal conflict.

But a complete, all-out war!

But any high elf who has read a little bit of history knows that the ancestors were tired of the seemingly endless crown war and left the main material plane of Toril.

From the beginning of the First Crown War when the Arivanda Empire attacked the Kingdom of Maierita, to the end of the Fifth Crown War, their ancestors left their homeland.

The war surrounding the Elf Kings lasted for three thousand years.

The feud continued for four generations of elves.

But then, so what?

"I'm done."

Faced with the question of the Silver Grand Duke Jesiri, the king who was no longer young on the throne replied like this.

The noisy royal palace suddenly fell silent, and the princes and nobles all fell silent. They once again looked in disbelief at the Elf King who had been sitting on the golden throne for hundreds of years, but now seemed a bit unfamiliar.

In the impressions of all their high elves, the Elf King, who is the eldest son of the king and who only succeeded to the throne in the middle of his life, may not be considered wise and mighty, and admired by all the people, but he can still be regarded as a kind, courteous and virtuous man who works hard to govern. The Elf King.

A king who is at least qualified in all aspects.

At least that was the impression King Eliandor gave to all the elves before the explosion in Spider Nest City.

But since then, the nearly 600-year-old king has begun to become a little radical and a little anxious.

Until, at this very moment.

Eliando suddenly tore off the mask he had worn for most of his life and expressed his stance to his courtiers and nobles.

"What?" Miliri looked at the Elf King in confusion, as if she still couldn't believe what she heard.

"I say, I've had enough." King Eliandor repeated again.

Then, he slowly stood up from the throne.

As the elf has entered the old age, even though he is already a legend, he still cannot withstand the erosion of the torrent of time. His temples are a little frosty white, and his body is no longer as strong and straight as before, and even looks a little thin.

But when King Eliando looked around at all the elves present in the royal court, they all felt inexplicably frightened and kept silent because of this sudden change and the change of the king.

King Eliandor's eyes fell back on Silver Grand Duke Miliri again:

"Mi Li Rui, I vaguely remember that I hugged you when you were a child, right?"

"Yes, Uncle King Eliando, I remember it too." Miliri also noticed something was wrong with Eliando and tried to stabilize the king's mood.

Once an Elf King loses control, especially one who is quite popular among the people and holds real power, the situation will be equally terrible.

But King Eliando didn't think so, so he paced in front of the throne in the eyes of the nobles:

"Look, you have grown up now, and you have inherited the position of Grand Duke of Silver. You are a pastor, and you have won the hearts of the people of Seorus."

With every step he took, his originally slightly curved back straightened a little, and the vitality of the past seemed to gradually return to this body that was gradually drying up like rotten wood.

Having said this, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked down at the Silver Duke, slowly showed a smile and said:

"Even now more than half of the nobles in the royal court will act based on your face.

"So much so that you can now turn to me, to your former King Uncle Eliando.

"Pointing fingers and making demands."

Miliri's expression suddenly changed. She was a little painful and tangled in explaining to the king who seemed to be suppressing some pain. She even said sadly:

"But everything I do is for our Elf Kingdom Devensel."

Eliando raised his head and took a deep breath, then sighed again:

“Yes, it’s all for our Elf Kingdom Devensel.

“Every one of you is here for Devonser.

"Good one, for Devonsel."

Having said this, Eliando suddenly laughed out loud, but the smile did not have any warmth at all. He looked at the officials of the royal court again:

“So, for the sake of Devonsel, and for the various territories of the kingdom to become richer and stronger, you can use natural disasters as an excuse to ask again and again to open warehouses and release grain and reduce territory taxes.

“But I’m afraid only God knows how much food has actually reached the hands of the people affected by the disaster?

"How much of the reduced taxes are actually used for disaster relief?"

The nobles who had enriched themselves all looked away.

"For Devonsel, I must be like my father.

“Be a conscientious king who is sound in internal affairs, appoints meritorious officials and respects the system, humbly consults the Council of Elders on everything, and is not impulsive or oversteps the bounds of the rules.

"But what? Thousands of years have passed, and the Elf Kingdom's national power has been dozens of times greater than before.

“But the border remains the same as before.

“The treasury remains as empty as ever.

“The attitude towards the drow elves remains the same as before.

"I originally thought that when the Spider Nest City exploded, the Well of Miracles led straight into the Underdark, and the drow were leaderless, all of you present and the wise men of the Council of Elders would cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Give this group of drow a heavy blow and bring peace to Underwensel for the next hundred years.

"What's the result? You think the drow are no longer the threat they were in the past, so you asked me to abolish the navy!

"How ridiculous!

"But I also 'for Devonser', in order to prevent the situation from further spreading and deteriorating in the navy, I passed your decision and abolished the navy."

Hearing this, the ‘seniors’ also lowered their heads slightly and said nothing.

The Elf King turned his gaze in a circle and fell back on Miliri again:

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke of Silver Wheel, have you really forgotten how the source of all this, the Seventh Fleet of Devensel, was destroyed?

"What caused the disaster in the entire Elf Kingdom now?

"Can you tell me again in front of all the nobles present that everything you do is

"For Devonsel?"

"I" couldn't argue for a moment. Miliri opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't speak.

Things in the world are sometimes like this, people will only look at what you have done, not what you have done.

Her original intention could not solve everything that was in such a mess now.

However, Miliri's silence and the collective silence of the royal court nobles made Elf King Eliando completely furious:

"Answer me, I'm listening.

"You should answer me! Are all of them speechless after being poisoned by the drow?

"Tell me, everything you do is for Devensel! For the strength and survival of the Elf Kingdom!"

But after becoming extremely angry, Eliando's voice also slowly rose and fell:

"Not for your own greed.

"Answer me like this, and I can pretend that none of the absurd things today happened.

"Continue to be the line operator you are.

"King of Puppets."

No one answered, and no one dared to stand out at this time.

Eliando chuckled, and finally said with disappointment:

"Since you can't answer me, then this is the answer I will give you.

"Duke of Silver Wheel, no, King Seorus, please accept your title.

"You have created the problem yourself. As an Elf King, you can solve it yourself.

“From now on, our two kings govern themselves across the river.

"Don't bother me again.

"And I am going to bring Devonsel back to the right direction where it should go."

Having said this, King Eliandor, who had followed the rules all his life, but finally went crazy in public, sat back on his throne slumped, and looked at Miliri without any expression. .

Plop.

As all the elves stared at him, Duke Miliri of the Silver Wheel knelt down on one knee:

"Your Majesty Elianto, please forgive me for not being able to accept your order."

The king did not answer.

"Please, Your Majesty Eliando, take back your order."

"Don't make such dangerous jokes again in the future."

The king was silent.

Miliri slowly took off her Silver Wheel crown with an expressionless face, placed it on the floor in front of her, and asked again:

"Your Majesty Eliandor, please give this silver wheel crown to my daughter Elizabeth."

Just when the nobles of the Elf Palace were wondering what the Grand Duke of Silver meant, they heard Miliri's voice that was filled with grief and despair:

“I can’t argue with what Your Majesty said.

“All the disasters that the Elf Kingdom is experiencing now are all my fault.

"If His Majesty believes that everything in Devenseel is right now, only by excluding me can we turn the tide and get back on track.

"I, Duke of Silver Wheels, Miliri Elizabeth Scalia.

"I am willing to die for His Majesty!"

Saying these words that made all the elves unbelievable, the Grand Duke of Silver Wheel unhesitatingly pulled out the ancestral 'Archon's Sword' from his waist and stabbed it towards the heart.

All this happened so quickly and so unexpectedly that when the legendary Grand Duke of Silver Wheel drew his sword and killed himself, not a single elf could react.

But the elves around him screamed and wanted to rush to stop it.

Just when King Eliandor on the throne leaned forward slightly, his eyes showed a trace of painful and contradictory expectations.

There was a loud bang.

The door to the side hall of the royal palace seemed to have been suddenly knocked open by something huge.

The broken gold-painted doorpost hit the pretty face of Silver Wheel Grand Duke Mili Rui who was determined to die.

As a legend, her movements were delayed for a moment.

She instinctively looked in the direction of the 'attack', and then she was shocked to see four 'silver dragon balls' with their bodies almost stacked on top of each other rolling towards her.

"Ah?" Miliri showed the same dull expression as Atilicia when she first met her daughter.

The next second, one of the legends of Devensel, the Grand Duke of the Silver Wheel, was crushed by four silver dragons.

Click.

There was a moment of sluggishness and silence in the Elf Royal Court, and then various voices burst out together:

"Quick! Seize the sword from the Duke's hand!"

"Protect His Majesty Eliandor!"

"The Duke was seriously injured and fainted!

"Quick! Priest! Priest! Save the elf!"

Only the king on the throne was staring at David and his gang of silver dragons who suddenly burst in through the door.

David, who was ranked second to last, always felt as if he was hated by someone.

Immediately the thief shouted to catch the thief:

"I told you not to come over!

"The floor in this place is slippery!

"You can't stop it!"

"I" Tanya was stunned. She had stopped in front of the door just now, but his brother grabbed them and rushed in together.

After noticing something strange in the palace, how could Tanya not know what her brother was up to, so she had no choice but to silently shoulder this huge blame. Even with the focused gazes of the elves, her young mind was somewhat confused. Wronged.

Hey, it’s another day to star with my brother.

Without her, Tanya would have to break up the family sooner or later.

On the other side, Artilicia, who was also dragged in by her son, was concerned about the safety of her best friend:

"Move your legs quickly! You've pushed Miliri down!"

Facing the dragon sister David, it was just a tacit hint. Facing his own dragon father David, he directly outputted with all his strength:

"Can you fucking blame me? Get your ass off my head!"

【fury】

Squeezed dry.

In every sense.

The update at noon tomorrow may be a little later, maybe.