Chapter 174 Erenian Gil-galad

Looking at the holy tree that suddenly performed a miracle.

The woman and all the abandoned people here were greatly shocked.

In the past, the sacred tree had always protected them.

But there has never been such a scene, there have always been bare golden branches standing here.

They all gathered at the foot of the sacred tree in a daze.

Although I don’t know what exactly happened, such a scene is obviously not a bad thing.

So they quickly knelt at the foot of the sacred tree with joy in their hearts, offering their prayers and praises to it.

The woman who brought Moon back suddenly looked at Moon after a brief moment of shock.

"is it you?"

If anything, it could only be the Morn she brought back.

Moon did not answer the woman's question. He just put down his hand, straightened up and said:

"You say you are not elves, but the Holy Tree protects you."

"This shows that the elves themselves do not recognize you, and the root cause of all this is..."

Moon paused for a moment before saying:

"Is it because of the Eternal King?"

The woman's expression revealed great sadness.

"That was not your Majesty's fault. It was just a helpless situation."

The Elves venerated the Tree before the coming of the Everking.

The holy tree also protects the elves, but in that era, the elves had a very strict class system.

The class differences between subspecies such as high elves, wood elves, earth elves, water elves, mirror elves, etc. are huge.

When the Eternal King appeared, he eliminated the status gap between different subspecies.

Even the lowliest wood elf can be ranked among the Twelve Golden Flower Lords.

Therefore, the king received the respect and admiration from the bottom of the hearts of all the elves.

Because He fits everyone's fantasy of a king.

Noble and elegant, great and kind.

Because of this, only one privileged class remained among the elves - the high elves.

Because the high elves are the king's personal guards, they are undoubtedly the ones who have contributed the most in the king's great cause.

Therefore, the high elves are still recognized and respected.

It’s just that the high elves no longer exercise the privileges they once had.

They become gentle and humble.

As for the class they belong to, their perception of it has changed from power and status to responsibility and glory.

This is also the archetype of aristocratic spirit that human aristocrats have always talked about.

The difference is that the high elves have persisted to this day, but the human nobles only remember it occasionally.

But the Eternal King eliminated the class problems within the elves.

But there is one thing that even the Eternal King cannot change.

That is xenophobia.

Almost extreme xenophobia!
As one of the immortal species, the powerful elf obviously has the capital to be proud of.

Therefore, elves have been extremely xenophobic from the very beginning.

This is far more serious than their internal conflicts.

The Eternal King once tried to change this phenomenon.

But there is clearly still a long way to go.

Moreover, the Eternal King himself had thought that the elves who were too friendly to foreigners were obviously not suitable for this cruel world.

Therefore, the elves' xenophobic character has hardly changed, except that it has changed from radicalism to arrogance.

But throughout the long history, there have always been elves attracted to foreign races.

This is intolerable to the elves.

Although during the Eternal King period, such intolerance turned more into inner torture of oneself.

Because I fell in love with an elf from another race, I always felt like I had betrayed my race and the forest.

They often believe that the tribe and the king's concessions or even blessings on their actions are simply because they take advantage of the extremely cunning nature of being part of the same tribe.

At that time, there was nothing wrong with this idea.

The elves love their own kind, but when their own kind fall in love with outsiders.

This kind of love will become a sharp knife that hurts both parties.

Can't accept it, but can't deny it.

To resolve this, and also to allow them to pursue their own hearts.

Erenion Gil-galad, the Ever-King, issued a decree based on the circumstances at the time:
He will bless all elves who intermarry with foreign races, just as he did in the past. However, once an elf chooses to intermarry with a foreign race, it will be regarded as giving up its identity as an elf.

It sounds very inhumane, but it was the best solution at the time.

Because the greatest benefit of this decree is that it frees the elves themselves from intermarrying with foreign races.

At the same time, this is also a warning.

Elves are an immortal species. Except for the elves who have lost hope in life, even the wood elves who were once regarded as an inferior species have never died of natural causes.

Therefore, if you want to pursue the love of a foreigner, you must be prepared to face separation of life and death.

After all, immortal species and short-lived species are two different concepts.

When Morn was Erenion Gil-galad this decree must have been made with pure good intentions.

But now, this has obviously become the biggest shackle for these girls.

Their ancestors voluntarily gave up their identities as elves, so as their ancestors' descendants, they naturally would not be elves either.

This is the decree of the dead king.

And the elves cannot possibly disobey the king's orders!

And because the king has passed away, there is no room for negotiation on this point.

Even if it's obviously wrong!
So much so that even the holy tree itself chose such a tortuous way to express its goodwill.

Of course, it could also be said that she had been waiting here for Moon's arrival.

She believed that her king would definitely come here to correct this historical mistake!
Moon sighed deeply at the woman's sadness.

This is indeed a problem that I left behind.

No wonder the pocket watch brought me here.

This is something that is beyond your sight, but only you can solve it.

"Please allow me to ask you about your age once again. Are there any elves among you who have lived for a thousand years?"

The woman did not resist this seemingly nonsensical question, she just felt it was strange, but she also gave her own answer:

"No, I'm already the oldest, but I'm only over 200 years old."

That's it.
Moon nodded with a hint of regret and walked forward to the foot of the Golden Sacred Tree.

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree were swaying in response to Morn's return.

No words are needed, just by being close to each other, both parties know everything that the other is thinking.

So when Moon held up the potion bottle containing the potion ingredients.

The branches of the holy tree also drooped, and then a drop of bright gold fell.

The miracle of gold was born.

Now, the only thing it lacks is a drop of elf blood.

Looking at the golden miracle in his hand, Moon turned around and said to the girls:
"Please forgive me for being so late, and can I ask you to weave a laurel wreath for me?"

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