The Quitoan clan of the High Elves had always been the elite of their race.

Every Quitoan clan member demanded of themselves as a leader, and Aurelian was no exception.

This time, she had indeed led every imprisoned high elf out of the forgotten land as a leader. At the same time, Aurelian was also trying her best to rescue all her members.

Alright… no matter how Aurelian tried to explain herself, she could not deny the fact that she was still happily playing a game while being imprisoned by the blasphemer!

“Elder Kuituan.”

The spectating high elves all made way for them. Although the elder had discovered that they were secretly touching the blasphemer’s creation, it made them a little fearful.

But the news that elder Kuitoan had appeared here was enough to make them excited.

“Vaina, go and get the rest of our race ready to leave this place.”

Kuitoan gave the first order to the high elf behind him.

Although Joshua had put them under house arrest on the surface, Kuitoan could tell that the chaos demon had taken special care of them. Food, games, places of residence, and after-meal activities were all available.

This was no longer the level of house arrest.

When Kuytoan said that they could finally leave this place, many of the Young High Elves did not show any excitement on their faces. Kuytoan even saw some disappointment on many of their faces.

What exactly did they experience here?

Kuytoan did not ask this question. He looked at his granddaughter.

“Aurelian, come with me.”

“I understand, Elder.”

Aurelian’s heart was filled with shame.

A large part of the reason for her shame was that when the elder said ‘come with him’, Aurelian almost blurted out, ‘wait for me to finish this round!’.

Aurelian suppressed this rebellious sentence in her heart. She silently gave up on the set of cards that she had set up. She stood up reluctantly and followed elder Quitoran.

“Have you had any contact with the owner of this place?”

Quitoan, who was walking in front, suddenly asked.

The owner of this place? The Blasphemer?

“I’ve had some contact with him a few times.”

Aurelian answered the elder truthfully. A few days ago, she had tried to break out of the encirclement from the first floor several times. Unfortunately, all of them were blocked by the ice dragon.

During this period, she had met the blasphemer a few times from afar.

Elder Quitoan being able to come here meant that this place had already been taken over by the High Elves? That meant that the blasphemer must have been captured!

“Aurelian, do you still have plans to become a member of the Elder Council?”

“Of course! It’s my honor!”

Aurelian’s goal was very clear. That was to become the youngest member of the Elder Council in the history of the High Elves. She had been working hard in this area.

“Do you know what the necessary conditions for becoming an elder are?”Quitoun walked up the stairs to the first floor of the Hearthstone Tavern and asked his granddaughter.

“To be loved and adored by your own kind, you need at least half of your people to agree, and you also need to be vetted by the other elders.”

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Aurelian tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, but Quitoun clearly intended for her granddaughter to never have a successor.

“That’s right. The support of the other clansmen is the key to you becoming an elder,”Quitoan said. “During this period of time, you have become the leader of the prisoners. You are very outstanding.”

“You are far from qualified.”Only at this time would aurelian show a modest attitude.

“I will introduce you to someone later. Aurelian, show your best side.”

Could it be the other elders in the council of elders who needed elder Quitoan’s introduction?

“Understood.”

Aurelian hid the excitement in her heart. She had been suppressed by Al for so many years. Whether it was her talent or her position in the clan, if she became a candidate for elder.., perhaps the situation would turn around?

..

On the first floor of the Hearthstone Tavern.

Josh was holding a cup of hot tea and taking a sip. Sitting next to him was Hiri.

Al’s live broadcast was not over yet. He was starting his third round of the Holy Spirit on a table not far behind Josh.

And now, Josh could clearly feel what was called a ‘needle-like gaze’.

This kind of terrifying gaze came from a high elf named Aurelian, who was opposite Joshua.

“So what is the purpose of this meeting?”

Joshua held the Teacup and exhaled a breath of hot air. Ciri’s skill in brewing tea needed to be improved, such as reminding him that it was boiling water before serving it.

“This is my granddaughter, Aurelian.”

The Elven elder introduced the high elf lady beside him as if they were on a blind date.

“Elder, I don’t understand.”Aurelian stared at Joshua without any fear and said in a deep voice, “You told me that the blasphemers almost destroyed Arthur Crow. They will always be enemies that we must be wary of, but…”

“Why am I laughing and chatting with this elder of yours?”

Joshua gave up drinking the cup of tea that was too hot. He looked at Quitoan beside him as if he wanted him to give a reasonable explanation.

“Forgive me, Joshua Arnold. I was the one who once insisted that our race remember the hatred of the past. My granddaughter was also affected by me…”

Quitoan said with a slightly apologetic voice.

“Elder…”Aurelian looked at the prideful elder beside him with a puzzled expression. He was lowering his head towards the blasphemer.

“I will not forget the tragedy of the past. I admit that I still hold hatred towards the blasphemer. However, the holy tree… Arthur Crowe needs you to save it. Compared to this… my personal will is not even worth mentioning.”

Kuytoan had already lowered his posture. He lowered his head to Joshua and pleaded.

“So please raise Aurelian to be like Al, or any other kin.”

“Wait, what are you… talking about? ! Like Al, I will never…”

“Miss Aurelian!”

Joshua felt that this high elf elder’s attitude was sincere enough, so sincere that he seemed to be able to throw away his dignity and kowtow to an outsider in front of his granddaughter.

This was the so-called elder… They would not think too much for the future of their children.

Since Quitoan had already said so much, Joshua naturally had to show the corresponding respect. The first thing he had to do was to correct this young lady’s ‘Chuunibyou Disease’.