"Hey, why do you all listen to me?" Shouldn't this be an internal matter of the elves, the girl thought.
"Because that person is Roland's classmate. I heard that he pursued you before, and you just happened to make a contribution this time. Also, in fact, the handling of Jelann is not the key point..." Westena counted on her fingers and listed the reasons one by one. Anyway, it made sense.
"Woo..." Loran Hill looked away, not wanting to look at this 'good friend' who was teasing him.
"I understand." There was a hint of helplessness, complaints, annoyance, and a little shyness in his voice.
Just like that, a few days later, a review and discussion on this incident was held in the Holy Tree Council Hall, with Westena taking the lead, and Loranhill and several other respected elves serving as jury consultants.
Inside the hall, golden gems illuminated the room with incredible brightness. On both sides of the spacious main road stood 60 Emerald Rose Elf Knights. These knights were the guards directly under the Elf Queen. Although their number was not large, each of them had a strength of Sequence 5 or above.
Jelann himself possesses the strength of a Sequence 7, and with the addition of his family's sacred artifact, it's not difficult for him to gain combat power comparable to a Sequence 8. The knights beside him are also not weak. In order to ensure a stable process, a special venue was set up this time.
It’s not that Westena, as an elf sage, couldn’t win, but it was really embarrassing for the elves for a person who was in charge and played a role similar to a judge to take action personally.
Jelann had anticipated this trip and only brought ten of his closest people with him. He then escorted the black-robed man into the magnificent and solemn Holy Tree Hall.
In the hall, the seat of the Elf Queen, who should have been the protagonist, was vacant. This time, Westena was in full control. On the surface, this was the case, but several important figures present knew in their hearts that the silver-haired witch sitting next to her was the protagonist of this meeting.
"Then let's start with the cause of this incident."
After Jelann entered, an elven code officer came out and first explained the situation and the reasons, and then began to let everyone in the venue speak.
This time, in addition to the digital elves and Loranhill who hosted the event, there were also representatives from various flower crowns and messengers from other areas of the forest watching.
The first person to stand up was an elf representative. He first accused the Griffin family of improper interference in the forest, and then demanded that the Griffin family make a public apology.
"We are indeed ashamed of this, but we gladly accept it." A great knight beside Jelann bowed and responded as a representative.
After that, other elves raised questions, requests, or doubts, etc., and Jelann's side continued to respond. Some agreed, some declined, and some gave explanations and rebuttals.
So, about an hour later, the situation became a little clearer.
"In other words, the Griffin family says that this was actually an accident. His Highness Jelann, the eldest son of the family, was unaware of Mr. Morag's arbitrary behavior, and he himself suffered greatly from it?" The elf representative's words were full of sarcasm and disbelief.
Even though he knew such an answer would cause dissatisfaction, admitting it would likely lead to a dead end. The Grand Knight on Jarlan's side could only bite the bullet and reply, "Although it may seem hard to believe, it is true. This is our fault for not resolving His Highness Jarlan's concerns."
"Is that really the case? This Mr. Morag not only can produce the elven sword 'King's Wind', which is hard to find in the world, but also knows all the secrets and techniques of the goblins, and he revealed this to the conservatives."
"According to what you said, doesn't that mean the conservatives are innocent and it's us liberals who have wronged them?" This question directly forced the other party into a dead end.
The fight between the two factions in the forest is the biggest conflict at present, and now supporting the open faction is the greatest political correctness. Once you go to this opposite side, even if the elves have a good impression of the Griffin family and do not want to expand the conflict, they can only go all the way to the end.
"This..." The great knight was sweating profusely and was speechless.
"Ahem, since the conservatives have degenerated into such evil tactics, let's not worry about their origins. If someone wants to do something bad, will they stop just because they don't have a knife?"
Finally, an old elf master on the podium changed the topic.
"This time, among His Highness Jelann's subordinates, or followers, such a person has appeared. I think His Highness Jelann must feel guilty."
"Indeed, I deeply apologize to everyone in the Emerald Forest and Her Majesty the Queen." Jelann spoke for the first time in the meeting.
"So how do you plan to apologize? This is not a mistake that can be undone by just words." The elf asked.
"I am willing to publicly apologize on behalf of my family and compensate the elves for their losses. If you need anything else, please let me know."
Although it was an apology, Jelann still maintained a certain dignity and did not act too flattering or humble.
"Hmph." Some elves in the hall were dissatisfied with the proud eldest son of the griffin and began to talk about it.
Some said that he should be imprisoned and locked in the forest to atone for his sins, some said that the Griffin Duke should come in person to apologize, some said that the Griffin family should hand over a holy object to the Emerald Court, and some said that Jelann should be detained, and then the forest should unite with the Eastern Empire where the Unicorn Duke was to attack the Western Empire, and so on.
During this slightly noisy moment, Westena turned her gaze to the witch beside her, her eyes seemed to be asking how to make a decision.
Loran Hill looked at the tall and mighty eldest son of the griffin in front of him, feeling the changes of time. This former senior has now become a little vicissitudes of life.
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