The pace of life on the sea is much slower than on the road, especially for those passengers who don't need to work.

As the newly elected Lord of Silvermoon City, Molinos still has some basic courtesies. Like queen Amazon, he occupies a windowed cabin at the top of the building.

Although Silvermoon city encountered civil strife, the elves' shelves were still there. After boarding the ship, the elves escorts accompanied by Molinos took out a large number of luxury furniture and knitwear in the spirit style from their own space equipment, almost covering the original decoration.

At this time, Molinos's cabin was more like an elfin palace than a cabin. Molinos himself was sitting in a high back chair and contacted master Anthony through magic mirror: "Lord Anthony, we have left the coastline. The Syrians have not shown any hostility or treated us differently from other human forces."

"It's good news that they don't see us as a special existence even if they've already occupied Silvermoon." Mage Anthony showed a tired smile: "there are not many forces that can not pay attention to silver moon city. Since we want to sell the legacy of the elves court, we should at least choose the richest buyer for ourselves."

"Your words and deeds are full of wisdom, your excellency Anthony." Molinos made a breast caress, but did not mean to stand up, which could not have happened a few days ago.

"I don't know what benefits those humans have promised you, but there's nothing new under the sun, nothing more than power and power. I'm old and don't want to waste more experience on these things." Mage Anthony gave Molinos a deep look: "so I am not your enemy, you are the Lord of my choice. I will not drive you down again. Silvermoon city can not withstand another turbulence."

"You are mistaken! Lord Anthony Molinos stood up in a hurry: "I don't mean to disrespect you, I just don't adapt to the human boat, too bumpy, some discomfort."

"There's no need to explain that much. I don't want to hear it, and I don't have time to listen." Mage Anthony shook his head: "I just want you to remember that you will face many dangers and temptations in this position, but in any case, don't forget that you are an elf, the spirit of Silvermoon City, and your home and neighbors."

"With your guidance, my lord Anthony." Molinos lowered his head until the end of the communication, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The guards around him were assigned by Anthony. A week ago, he was just a humble middle-level caster in Silvermoon city. He lived an ordinary life and couldn't even afford to buy a house in mage street.

Now Molinos has become the Lord of Silvermoon City, shoulder to shoulder with kelsus. He is a little frightened, but also a little inflated. The pressure from Anthony, the burden of responsibility, and the intentional or unintentional contact of the Syrians make him at a loss.

"Tell the demon hunter that I want to see him alone." Molinos gave orders to the elf guards outside the door. He did not need to repeat. He knew that the guards outside could hear him. There was no magic circle or cabin with special materials for sound insulation.

Human beings have always been so rough. Molinos had a hard time finding a psychological balance. After all, when the spirit built the ship, the captain's cabin and the special VIP room were made of Millennium oak, lined with a sponge like sound insulation layer and a silent array. Moreover, he even used suspension structure with dynamic balance array to make the cabin feel in the waves No shaking.

But thinking about it, Molinos lost his interest. He thought of the hundreds of warships and the huge airships that covered the sky that he had seen in the port of the Syrians. It was obvious that man had made such warships in the order of 100.

If the spirit court could be more pragmatic, could it bring a completely different ending and future to the elves?

Molinos just thought about it and shook his head. Even if they gave up their reserve and hedonism, they couldn't do the human's ruthlessness that they would rather dig the grass roots, gnaw the bark, tighten the belt and starve to death for two generations.

Unlike the spirit cities and tribes in the outside world, Yinyue city has retained the complete history left over from the Elven court era. Although it will not be open to all the elves in the city, Molinos can be regarded as a blogger.

He was familiar with the war records of that era. More than one elf general wrote his own history in the form of autobiography, and more than one elf summarized in the book that the defeat of elves by human beings was irreversible.

Compared with the elves, human reproductive capacity and growth rate are like war machines created by human beings. The upper and lower limits of power also surprise elves. They have never seen such a huge difference in individual strength before.

Few people visit the history left in the corner. Only Molinos likes to experience other people's life in quiet time, so he is in awe of the human race in his heart.

Mage Antony chose him not without ground, but at the critical moment, he chose the most suitable person. Only Molinos could calmly deal with the relationship between human beings and elves at that time, and only he could do his own thing in front of human beings as the winner.Molinos calmed down and dressed up in the magic mirror, waiting for the demon hunter to visit.

He wanted to reach a verbal agreement with the demon hunter before he arrived at the native land of the seles kingdom. He wanted to catch up with all the other leaders of far south human forces to show the attitude of Silvermoon city and cooperate with the celestines with the greatest sincerity.

Both Molinos and mage Antony believed that the demon hunter was a key figure, and that he had a high position within the seles, who would salute him when they met.

And the power of that demon hunter is very strong. Although it is far away from the legend, some people just look at the potential to make sure that he can enter that realm.

Molinos even suspected that the demon hunter was the prince of the zeris.

When, when, when!

From the beginning of his chair to Morley's chair, he can't stand up and think about how he can't stand up.

As a result, when he opened the door, he just saw the figure of the demon hunter being led into the cabin of the queen of Amazon by two fiery Amazon soldiers.

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