Chapter 575 A Very Intimate Relationship

London in winter is cold and gloomy. On the quiet street, two imposing figures constantly emanate a chilling aura, making Xirui and the others shiver.

Nelia and Isabel were both stunning beauties, but at this moment no one paid attention to their exquisite faces and flowing skirts. The only concern was that if one of the leaders of these two powerful forces lost his temper, it would be a disaster between the two races.

Nelia pulled down her hood, revealing her platinum blonde hair and small pointed ears, and said coldly, "Since His Majesty Harren fell into eternal slumber a thousand years ago, the vampires have had no ruler of darkness. Now that the thousand-year covenant is about to end, is the Crimson Council, which has been lying dormant for a thousand years, about to stir up trouble again?"

"Stirring up trouble? Great Xia's idioms aren't used lightly, little guy. Didn't your elders teach you how to be a proper leader? Or have you been living in seclusion for too long and forgotten how to deal with us?"

A hint of mockery appeared in Isabel's eyes. Nelia's questioning was too hasty and deliberate. This was not the way a great person should talk. After the Elven race went into seclusion, they no longer had deep contact with other forces. It seemed that Nelia lacked experience in this regard.

"The Elven race has never liked hypocrisy. Although we also have long lifespans, we will not waste time on pointless formalities. Only hypocritical races would bother with such ridiculous empty gestures. Also, please speak respectfully. I am speaking to you as the Elven King."

"Little one, don't be impulsive. Now that you've taken this position, you must abide by its rules. Strength can't solve everything. How powerful the Elven race was back then, but look at them now?"

Nelia's platinum hair moved without wind, and her eyes sharpened like knives. The elves were once powerful and arrogant, showing no respect to anyone. But when the orcs invaded, no other race came to their aid, and the elves' glory was destroyed. This was a disgrace to the elves, a hidden pain in the hearts of all.

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Isabel's blood-red lips curled up slightly. She loved fighting the most. Given her current status and strength, it would be difficult to find a worthy opponent to fight. This Nelia seemed like a good one.

“Your Majesty, we were just passing by and had no intention of offending you. Lady Nelia is on her way to see Prince Heng, and we are just here to inform Director Lin. Please do not misunderstand!” Although Xirui had some opinions about Nelia, as a member of the same race, she did not want to see Nelia get into conflicts with others, especially on someone else’s territory.

"You're going to find Qin Mo? What do you want with him?"

"What business is it of you vampires to concern yourselves with the affairs of the elves? You're an old hag who's lived for six hundred years, haven't you learned any manners yet?"

Isabel's blood-red dress billowed, revealing two sharp fangs on her lips, and her pink eyes turned blood-red. No woman wants to be called an old monster, and Isabel was no exception.

"Please don't fight, ladies! Listen to what I have to say!" Just as the two women were about to roll up their sleeves and start fighting, Lin Yongqian finally received the news and ran back, drenched in sweat.

"Your Majesty, Lord Elf, both of you are of high status. Please don't be impulsive and hurt our harmony. My lord is also an Elf. We are now business partners and all on the same side!" Lin Yongqian wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully tried to mediate.

“You treat her like one of your own, but she might not treat you the same way! Just now, this lord from the Elven Court said that there has never been a great Elven race in the world!” The hostility in Isabel’s eyes did not diminish at all. Being called an old hag is not something that can be resolved with just a few words. It’s a recipe for generations of enmity.

Lin Yongqian's forehead was covered in sweat again. He had rushed over, but had no idea what had just happened. Now, he seemed to have offended Isabel by trying to mediate the fight. What exactly happened?

"Miss Xirui, what exactly is going on?" Helpless, Lin Yongqian had no choice but to ask Xirui, who was standing to the side.

"Director Lin, we went to Oslo to pick up those destitute free elves, and then we encountered Lady Nelia who came out of the Moon Palace. She said that all elves in the world should submit to the royal court and asked us to take her to see our prince!"

Lin Yongqian was immediately displeased upon hearing Xi Rui's words. Da Yuan's development to its current state was entirely built by Qin Mo. It is no longer just a princely territory; its industrial base and maritime strength are no less than those of established powers like the sea race or even the vampires.

Now that an Elven King has arrived at the Elven royal court, he wants all the elves to submit to the court. Qin Mo is an Elf, that's for sure, and Lin Yongqian also has Elven blood in him! Isn't this just trying to bring the entire Dayuan under the Elven fold? This is like coming down from the mountain to reap the rewards!

"What, do you think that the elves of the world should not submit to the royal court? Do you want to become traitors to the elven race?"

Nelia glanced at Xirui and Lin Yongqian, and her words were as cold as knives, making the hairs on Xirui and the others stand on end.

"Your Excellency Nelia, you've entered the Moon Palace?" Isabel's slightly hoarse and magnetic voice rang out, and Xirui and the others immediately felt a sense of lightness, breaking out in a fine sweat.

"Isabel, you're being nosy!" Nelia stubbornly raised her eyebrows, her aura surging. Isabel's intervention to help the elves earlier had been a provocation to her, even though she hadn't intended to do anything to Siri and the others.

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