Chapter 1379

"Having lost my mission, what am I to do? Stand by and watch the elves continue to split apart?"

"The times have changed."

Lin Cheng shook his head in regret. A thousand years was enough to change the stubborn elves' minds.

On this point, he likewise had no way to change things, but it wasn't as though he had no recourse at all.

"You could try gathering those elves who want unity, couldn't you? Spread the matter in my name, and it will surely attract some elves who want unity, while those who don't want unity will, as always, remain unmoved."

"Freedom or unity? Let them decide for themselves."

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"Be sure to tell them this!"

Lin Cheng offered the best method available at present.

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

Even though the elven race had already declined, it could no longer be changed that they had once been the masters of this continent. The various elven tribes now in hiding might still possess formidable strength—otherwise, how could one explain why the human race had not dared, for nearly a thousand years, to disturb the elven race on a large scale?

Even if small-scale slave parties went, it was no great matter. There were always a few merchants drawn by the value of the elves, and these people could not entirely represent the will of the human race.

Either the slave parties were killed by the elves, or the elves were captured by the slave parties, and neither side pursued the matter. This could be considered the unspoken rule between the two races over the past thousand years.

"Then Lin Cheng, you… wouldn't that mean…"

The method was a good one, but Valkyrie Ailin was no fool. By doing this, Lin Cheng would inevitably become a thorn in the side of some elves.

"I've already offended them anyway, haven't I? The Empire won't just sit by and watch me get attacked…" Lin Cheng shrugged, appearing quite unruffled about it, and continued fearlessly, "In name… it was the elven race that crossed the line, so naturally Emperor Tianwu's Empire won't stand idly by."

Moreover, he was the Empire's fourth eighth-tier Forgemaster, a Forgemaster who had cooperated with Imperial Prince Li Jian, and a very good friend with deep ties to An'an—which is light and which is heavy, the Empire knows very well.

"That's good then…" Hearing this, Valkyrie Ailin was much more at ease. "But… they won't make you hand over the Divine Tree, will they?"

Valkyrie Ailin was still a little worried.

Lin Cheng smiled and shook his head.

"If I were some nobody, perhaps they would, but now everyone knows I'm an eighth-tier Forgemaster. A divine object like the Divine Tree, when all is said and done, is just a material."