Chapter 244

"The Human Race's selection tournament..."

"Oh right! You reminded me."

Su Yu opened his Lord Terminal.

He hadn't fought his selection match today yet.

But he wasn't planning to fight it either.

"Steward, I'd like to request leave."

Su Yu sent a message to the steward in charge of his sector.

As one of the 23 new Lords possessing a Legendary Hero of the Human Race,

his message received a quick response from the steward, with no difficulty raised.

"How long?"

"Uh... the time is uncertain. Let's request a long one for now."

"... Fine."

After requesting leave, Su Yu set down the terminal.

He had registered for the 【All-Human Civilization Lord Selection Tournament】 through Sylph.

If Sylph was not present,

the matching conditions could not be met, meaning he could not enter the simulated battles opened by the Human Race.

Then he would be equivalent to losing his qualification to compete,

so he could only request leave.

Su Yu didn't take this matter seriously.

Anyway, recently he had just been going through the motions every day.

His opponents surrendered quickly, and he was happy to have some leisure.

"What are you doing?" Ai Ai Liya looked at Su Yu curiously.

Lords cannot view each other's Lord Terminals unless the other person agrees to show them.

"Requested some leave."

"What kind of leave?"

"Leave from the selection tournament."

"..."

Ai Ai Liya was speechless.

Just now they were talking about you not taking the competition seriously,

and you immediately request leave...

The Human Race... shouldn't they be very vain?

At certain times, they value reputation even more than the Elf Race,

even using reputation to profit.

How... does this guy seem to not care at all?

Ai Ai Liya recalled words once spoken by her Elf teacher:

A person who cares nothing at all about reputation,

either is so powerful that he is unattainable to look up to, looking down on the world, solitary for a lifetime.

A Divine Dragon naturally would not care about the thoughts of ants.

Or, he has given up on himself and completely rot away.

Accustomed to infamy, then it no longer matters.

Su Yu... which one does he belong to?

Ai Ai Liya's heart grew more and more itchy.

She quietly activated her ability,

wanting to part the mist surrounding this human male,

to see him clearly once and for all.

The Elf Great World.

The Empress's Palace.

The Elf Empress, Miliyagesi, returning from the From the Myriad Worlds battlefield,

was in very good spirits,

having changed from her usual gloom, her face beaming with smiles.

"Your Majesty."

An old voice sounded.

"Enter."

Miliyagesi said a word.

An Elf elder, leaning on a cane, walked into the great hall.

He was too old, his appearance withered, covered in wrinkles.

For the Elf Race, who possess long lives,

even without cultivation, they can live for a thousand years.

So it is hard to imagine that within the Elf Race, one could see such an old person.

Millyagris rose to welcome her.

"Your Majesty, why today... use the 'Supreme Imperial Decree' to welcome a human?"

The Elven Grand Elder, who had lived for countless tens of thousands of years, was full of doubts.

He believed Millyagris was not a foolish ruler.

The Elven race was declining day by day.

Millyagris had managed to keep the Elven race from falling below the ten thousand races and ten thousand names.

That was already extremely remarkable.

"Grand Elder."

Millyagris smiled and supported the old man.

When she was very young, the Grand Elder had already been this old.

She did not know how long the Grand Elder had lived.

She only knew that, like her, the Grand Elder was an existence with eternal life.

As for why he appeared so old, no one knew.

There were rumors that he had peered into the Mandate of Heaven.

Heaven cannot be peered into.

His aged appearance came from Heaven's backlash.

Seeing the smile on Millyagris's face, the Grand Elder's inner doubts grew even stronger.

"That human can lead our Elven race to rise."

Without offering any further explanation,

Millyagris said only one sentence.

Instantly, the Grand Elder's eyes widened greatly, and his cloudy gaze suddenly became bright with spirit.

The Elven Empress never spoke without basis.

He knew what this sentence meant.

"Can... can it rise to what extent?"

The Grand Elder's voice trembled slightly.

Millyagris looked at the Grand Elder, who had devoted his entire life to the Elven race and worked himself to exhaustion.

She smiled and said, "Perhaps... return to the peak."

The Elven race returning to the peak?!

Would that not mean ascending the Divine Throne,

becoming the second greatest race in the Myriad Worlds?!