Sailing and Conquest

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Chapter 595 Learn to Read with Me First

Chapter 594 Learn to Read with Me First

"Is Your Excellency Qin Mo willing to submit to the royal court?"

"Heh! I don't want to!"

The entire arena fell silent. All the elves' expressions froze for a full half minute before they began to show different expressions, but the most prevalent was undoubtedly anger.

"Xiao Mo, this is not something to joke about, and this is not a place for jokes!" Nelia also advised in a very serious low voice.

"I'm not joking! I'm a member of the Silvermoon Clan. I respect your position as clan leader. I only came back to help rescue my people and relatives, but they want to use the royal court to pressure me... Ha! You're overthinking it. I am a prince of the Great Xia Empire. The Elven Royal Court is overreaching itself if they want me to submit!"

Qin Mo shrugged, indicating that she was just visiting relatives and that she couldn't possibly be their servant. She added that even though she had come all the way to Silvermoon City, none of them came to the city gate to greet her, a leader who had come from afar. Instead, they put on airs of superiority. Did they really think she was eager to be their grandson?

"Your Excellency Qin Mo, if you have come here as a prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, I do not think the Elven Royal Court welcomes you!"

"Hmm? You call the shots here? Fine, I'll leave tomorrow, hehe! You won't stop me, will you? I really enjoy fighting!" Qin Mo laughed, a forced smile, while Allen beside him took two steps forward, looking ready to fight.

"Your Highness, for the sake of the royal court's dignity, I believe you should give Lord Qin Mo the necessary punishment!"

The old elf standing at the front had a deathly pale face. Qin Mo could tell at a glance that he was no good. At this moment, he opened his mouth in a sinister tone and started to make a big deal out of nothing.

"Tara, do I need you to teach me what to do?"

"Your Highness, for the sake of the royal court..."

"So you sent Beiji into the temple for the sake of the royal court? All the elders of my Silver Moon Clan in the royal court have been sent into the core area by you! Why didn't you send the elders of your Azure Moon Clan in?"

"Your Highness, our Cangyue Clan sent over a dozen powerful experts into the core area this time, and none of them have returned yet..."

Faced with Nelia's rebuke, Tara immediately tried her best to defend herself, asserting with certainty her selflessness.

"Tara, do you think I'm... a... fool? Or are you challenging my throne? If so... I can give you that chance!"

A chilling, overwhelming pressure, as sharp as a knife, enveloped the entire foot of the mountain, causing everyone present, except Qin Mo and Allen, to tremble uncontrollably. This indiscriminate, invisible attack made Qin Mo's heart skip a beat. He suddenly realized that he had always underestimated his cousin.

“Your Majesty, I have no intention of offending your dignity. If you are dissatisfied with the Royal Court’s decision, I am willing to make amends for my dereliction of duty!” Tara’s pale face grew even paler, but he still tried his best to persist.

"Tomorrow, your Cangyue Clan will send another powerful expert into the core area. Don't send those unlucky bastards from vassal tribes again. You... or Boren, choose one!"

Tara's face turned ashen. He looked up at Nelia, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He now truly understood the feeling of shooting himself in the foot.

Since the incident at the temple, the area within a hundred miles of the temple has been corrupted by the evil power seeping from it. Ordinary elves who enter the corrupted area will be eroded by the evil within a few days to a few hours, and their physical functions will be greatly damaged. If they do not leave the corrupted area in time for treatment and recuperation, their death is inevitable.

Even powerful elf warriors like Beren and Begi could only last a month or two before needing months or even years of recuperation to regain their former strength.

Therefore, the royal court has implemented a rotation system for warfare over the years, alternating between combat and recuperation to ensure that the main fighting force of the elves has not suffered any major losses. However, it is common for them to manipulate the rotation arrangements. This time, taking advantage of Nelia's absence, the Azure Moon and Dawn Moon clans sent both elders of the Silver Moon clan to the core area.

As originally planned, Nelia was supposed to go to the ruins of the royal court in the Western Continent, and then the soul of His Majesty Achilles should have returned. Achilles is not a member of the Silvermoon Clan, whose power is now unmatched by the Elven Clan. Even if Achilles returned, he would definitely suppress them.

But what no one expected was that Nelia actually returned, or rather, Nelia returned unharmed. Now all the Saint-level powerhouses of the Elven race have gone to the core area of ​​the contaminated zone to protect the World Tree, leaving only Nelia, a super-level powerhouse, in the royal court. If she finds a pretext to kill a few elders, who can she complain to?

“Tara understands. Tomorrow I will go to the temple to fight the enemy until I am exhausted.” Tara finally made her decision. Beron is the hope of the Azure Moon Clan. If she lets him enter the core area, even if he recovers in the future, it will delay his progress and even cut off his path to sainthood.

"Follow me!"

Nelia gave a soft shout and walked towards the royal court on the hill, with Qin Mo and Allen following on either side of her, and the other royal court officials quickly followed.

The buildings on the hill gave Qin Mo a sense of déjà vu. After careful observation, Qin Mo finally realized that this was a replica of part of the ruins of the Royal Court in Oslo.

A massive, all-white palace occupied the center of the complex, with dozens of pillars supporting tall archways and long corridors. Qin Mo walked under the archways, looking up at the exquisite and mysterious patterns and sculptures, and deeply felt the artistic heritage of the Elven race.

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