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Chapter seven hundred and six, the good son and the patriarch

Time passes day by day.

Life for the wood elves is becoming increasingly difficult.

Because of the problem of insufficient food.

Just now, the first member of their tribe to starve to death appeared.

"No, it can't go on like this..."

After hearing the news, Halfin quickly walked towards the elders' residence.

He is the leader of the wood elf clan. In order to trust his clansmen, he must do something!

There are now three elders in the wood elf clan.

The Great Elder Otis, the Second Elder Senya, and the Third Elder Garunde.

Facing these three elders, Halfen spoke directly...

"Just now, a member of the tribe starved to death due to lack of food."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three elders darkened.

But there weren't too many surprises.

Obviously, they have known about the problem of food shortage for a long time.

In order to allow each clan member to receive food, all the food in the clan is managed and distributed uniformly by Halfen, the clan leader.

Just half a month ago, even the daily diet of the three elders had been reduced to one meal a day.

Even the great elder Odis, who is the father of the clan leader, is no exception to this point.

They have all reached this point. As long as they are not stupid, they should know that there is a big problem with the food in their clan.

He looked at the three elders, including his father, who were silent.

Halfen spoke again with an expressionless expression...

"Can the three elders have any solution?"

The three elders all looked silent.

Since the outbreak of the food crisis, Halfen has already used all the available methods. What else can they come up with?

Halfen had obviously expected this.

Just listen to him continue to speak...

"I have a solution here."

Upon hearing this, the three elders' eyes lit up.

After all, they are older, the youngest one is over 1,200 years old.

Eating only one meal a day is really too much for them.

It would be great if this food problem could be solved.

Feeling the earnest gazes, Halfen still spoke expressionlessly...

"Ask the high elves for help and submit to them..."

Before Halfen finished speaking, the great elder Odis who was sitting there had already reached out and slapped the table, interrupting his words.

"Submit to the high elves? No!"

In the past, after his father made such a firm statement, Halfen would have basically stopped talking.

But this time it was different.

The muscles in the corners of Halfin's eyes twitched slightly, and a pair of dark green eyes fell directly on his father.

"Since it's not allowed, then I guess the great elder has other ways to solve the food problem in the clan?"

Otis never expected that Halfin would talk back to him.

The big beard on his face shook.

Then he still expressed his strong stance.

"It's not allowed! There's no way to surrender to those high elves who have abandoned the traditions of their ancestors!"

Facing his father's stubbornness, Halfin gradually became angry.

"No? Then do you know how many people of our wood elves will starve to death this entire winter because of your decision?!"

Faced with another confrontation from Halfen.

Otis' face turned ugly for a while.

Although Halfin is the leader of the wood elves.

But as his father, Odis regards Halfen more as his son.

At this moment, he felt that his authority as a father had been challenged!

However, what he didn't expect was that Halfen's words and deeds this time were far beyond his expectations!

Halfen's eyes were wide open, looking directly at him.

At the same time, he spoke in a cold tone...

"Those tribesmen who starved to death in the winter because of your inaccuracies, can their lives be counted on your head?!"

"You, you, Halfin, you are so presumptuous!!"

Otis's old face almost turned purple.

"With that tone of your voice, do you know who you are talking to?!"

"Of course I know, but I am the leader of the wood elves!!"

Halfen almost yelled these words directly.

The huge volume made the several wood elf guards guarding the door look at each other for a while.

There is no doubt that their clan leader is angry, and he is also angry at the elders of the clan.

At this moment, Otis in the room was undoubtedly a little dumbfounded.

His son had never spoken to him like this!

But Halfin, who was already furious at this time, was too lazy to care about this stubborn old man anymore.

His eyes glanced directly at the second elder Senya and the third elder Garund who were sitting next to them.

As soon as this glance came over, both Senya and Garunde felt an inexplicable pressure.

At this time, Halfen was full of the majesty that a patriarch should have!

They couldn't help but look away.

This feeling was a bit surprising even to them.

At this time, they knew that Halfin had changed. He had officially become the leader of the wood elves from the previous 'good son'!

"I'm not here to ask for your opinion, I'm just here to inform you!"

After saying that, Halfen turned around and left the elders' residence.

After walking out of the house, he shouted directly to a guard beside him who had not yet recovered...

"Go get Kalgan."

After the order was given, Kalgan came very quickly.

After meeting him, Halfen expressed it quite simply.

"I have already had a showdown with the three elders."

Kalgan grinned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine the situation at that time.

But no matter what, this little brother of his has obviously made up his mind at this time.

From the bottom of his heart, Kalgan agreed with Halfen's approach.

How could so many tribesmen starve to death just because of the self-satisfaction of those stubborn old men? What kind of joke is this?!

Those old stubborn people don't care about government affairs at all and only know how to practice and practice every day.

However, no matter how hard they practice, they can never understand the difficulties of being a clan leader.

The clan leader has to bear the lives of all the clan members!

"I can't determine the location of the high elves yet. Kalgan, I'll leave this matter to you."

"clear."

Kalgan quickly agreed after nodding.

Then he blew the whistle hanging around his neck.

A whistle with a specific melody echoed.

At that time, I only heard an eagle chirping.

In the sky, a large and somewhat exaggerated brown-black giant eagle flew over at such a high speed!

After the brown-black giant eagle approached, Kalgan jumped up.

He stood on the back of the brown-black giant eagle so easily!

"Wait for my good news!"
Chapter completed!
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