The clan leader was speechless, silently complaining in his heart: When did the golden elves also become a population pressure? If that is the case, we are also willing to share this part of the population pressure for Sunlight Granbo.
The patriarch's gaze swept across the crowd and stayed on the faces of the Aragund family for a few seconds. Jurukia looked at the patriarch confidently, while Travisi and Danbrent turned their gazes to the side, looking confused.
Only Aragund, who seemed to understand what was going on, faced the patriarch's gaze. His eyes twitched unconsciously and his mouth twitched. He no longer looked as aloof and elegant as before. The patriarch also found it very interesting.
Finally, I don’t know who among the crowd snorted first, and then the laughter spread like a contagion. First there was a suppressed chuckle, and finally everyone couldn’t help it anymore. The laughter was like a wave of waves.
Wave after wave slapped against the wall of the family meeting hall.
Fortunately, as a high-ranking noble clan, the territory canonization ceremony of the high-ranking elven family does not involve the participation of the vassal races of the lower-ranking elves. Otherwise, such unethical group laughter will definitely annihilate the high-ranking elves and the great nobles who have maintained ten years.
Tens of thousands of years of aloofness.
The patriarch finally turned his attention back to Isabella and looked at her speechlessly. However, Isabella showed no shame or discomfort. She still stared at the patriarch with bright eyes and even added:
"Although Adrian's surname is Foehn Windfleet, he has decided to shoulder the responsibility of 'guarding and herding the forest' for his father's family. But as the other person who gave him life, as his mother, I also
I hope he can share some of the population pressure for his mother clan. This request is not too much, Mr. Patriarch."
The clan leader thought for a while, and he seemed to be infected by the laughter of the clan members. He suppressed his smile and said: "Five golden elves, Adrian has already got enough, any more will attract
The Council of Elders has investigated. Of course, there are no regulations on occupation and strength level, as long as you are not a master or a legendary powerhouse."
After the patriarch said this, he couldn't help but joke: "Of course, if the White Light Grambo family sends too many golden elves and the population pressure is too great, as the patriarch and a friend of the White Light Grambo family for generations, I will also
Those who are willing to share some of it, after all, I also have some Sun Elf blood flowing in my body."
Isabella shook her head arrogantly and walked to Aragund. As she walked, she said: "No, the population pressure I mentioned just happened to be 5 more people. The remaining
Everything has been arranged, so there is no need to trouble the clan leader."
The patriarch could no longer hold back and laughed. When the clan members heard this conversation, they laughed again. A female elf who had a good relationship with Isabella said loudly:
"Hey, Silla, my family is also willing to help you share some of the population pressure of the golden elves."
The friendly ridicule filled the air with a cheerful atmosphere. Adrian's territory canonization ceremony was probably the most cheerful and lively territory canonization ceremony in the history of Foehn Windfry. Aragund also smiled, but did not say
What, Adrian didn't feel embarrassed at all. Although Isabella's statement was somewhat of a trick, in Adrian's heart, he was only moved by the great mother's love.
He knelt down on one knee again in front of the patriarch. The patriarch also handed him a green leaf with golden veins with a smile on his face. Adrian took the leaf, called the lord's certificate, with both hands and used one he had prepared long ago.
He pinned it to his chest, then stood up and walked out of the family meeting hall with his head held high.
The tribesmen consciously separated a path to let Adrian pass among them. A wave of applause broke out, and some familiar friends or elders smiled and patted Adrian on the shoulders and back to show encouragement.
Adrian kept nodding his thanks to the tribesmen around him. The canonization ceremony for his territory had officially ended. He would leave Nibelungen within seven days and set foot on the footsteps of the Holy Spirit, and then go directly to his own territory.
The laughter gradually stopped, and when Adrian walked to the door, everyone was silent. If nothing else happens, Adrian will return to Nibelungen next time, and return to this family meeting hall.
Here, we have to wait until 100 years from now when our duties of "guarding and herding the forest" are over. Parting is always sad, especially in a family like Foehn Windfleet that values its family members.
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The Aragund family returned to their World Tree Manor and gathered again in the small living room on the second floor of the manor's main building after lunch. Adrian knew that he would receive the last gift of the year, which was also the gift of the upper elf.
The custom of aristocratic families: Whenever a family member goes to a fiefdom to assume the role of lord, in addition to the "send" from the family, the family members usually give a parting gift. Well, at least they will also bear the rations for the initial population of the territory for one year.
, helping family members get through the first and most difficult year.
Going to a fief to take up a position as a lord and becoming a "country noble" is indeed not something to be happy about, especially for a family like Foehn Windflee who is trying their best to reproduce. This is basically a parting that every family has to face: eldest son inheritance
The family business, the second son went to the fiefdom.
In the living room, after the flower demon maids served coffee and snacks and everyone left, the family was somewhat silent. Adrian went to the fief to take up his post as lord. It might be a separation of life or death. After all, Adrian
The fiefdom may have to face the threats of Sistari pirates and "Duwei" assassins at the same time. Isabella's remarks in the family meeting room were not simply for Adrian's benefit, she really meant it.
He thought about letting Adrian self-exile from the family and become a wild elf.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Isabella said: "Aidan, since you insist on becoming a lord, my mother will no longer stop you, but I hope that you can regard your own safety as your first priority at all times. Territory
No more...well, I'm just preparing for the worst, no matter what, I hope you can grow up to be a great scholar safely..."
When Isabella said this, she could no longer control herself and burst into tears. After all, the situation Adrian was about to face was really too dangerous.
Adrian stood up from the chair, walked to Isabella, knelt down on one knee, held one of Isabella's hands, and comforted in a warm and soft voice:
"It's okay, Mom. I promise that I will grow up safely and become a great scholar that makes you proud. You see, pirates and fishmen are no match for me in the forest, but with the help of the World Tree and the Ancient War Tree,'
Duwei's scouts and assassins at least have no chance of assassination. I'm not afraid of them in a head-on battle in the forest. Don't worry, it'll be fine."
Aragund also silently held Isabella's other hand, patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and said:
"I have already discussed with the clan leader. We will build a mainland highway directly to Adrian's territory and install a green tower. Don't worry."
Isabella shed tears for a while, finally controlled her emotions, and returned to the elegant and calm aristocratic housewife. She took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, then took out a papyrus scroll and handed it to Adrian and said
:
"This is what your uncle gave you. I sent him your "Glenson Tower Encyclopedia Natural History Volume One" in a blue kite, and he brought this contract with a blue kite. Those five
The golden elves are all at the pinnacle of the elite, and will enter the master class at any time. One forger, three broadsword swordsmen, and one golden shield. I will send the map to your uncle and wait for you to embark on the road to the Holy Spirit.
I will set off from the Sunset Forest and head directly to your fiefdom."
Although he had long known that he would have five golden elves as attendants, Adrian was still a little ecstatic when he saw the contract in front of him. These five golden elves were also the source of the cheerful atmosphere in the family meeting hall just now. They were golden
Elf, Isabella actually said it was due to population pressure.
Golden elves are a lower-level elven race. They are known as upper-level elves that are not upper-level elves. They are also the race with the most minor noble families among all the lower-level elven races. In addition to being unable to use the power of order and unable to practice arcane arts and become arcanists, the golden elves
There is no difference from the Sun Elves. Maybe if one day a Holy Spirit Elder is born among the Golden Elves, a high-ranking Golden Elves family may appear in Glenson Tower.
At the same time, because the golden elves are 99% similar to the sun elves in blood, this also means that in addition to arcane magic, the golden elves of the sun elves can also control the golden sun flame, so they use it in metallurgical casting.
He has extremely high talents in broad swords and Yang-attribute protective magic, and he is the attendant candidate that every high-ranking elf lord desperately desires.
Adrian finally read the contract carefully and found that the number of people on the contract was five. This also made him sincerely admire Isabella's bargaining skills. This queen was known as the "White Light Lioness" when she was young.
Sir, this is really difficult to deal with.
After Isabella handed the contract to Adrian, she took out a piece of papyrus and handed it to Adrian again: "This is your mother's parting gift. Promise your mother that you will come back safely."
Adrian just silently took the papyrus again without reading the content on it. He stood up and hugged the mother. This was originally his mother, but now she is also his mother, his mother.
Perhaps because she couldn't stand this heavy and warm atmosphere, Jurukia felt a little uncomfortable. She joked:
"Well, my dear mother, you are really patriarchal. No, you value Adrian and despise me and Traversi. When Traversi came of age and when I got married, there was no golden elf attendant as a gift.
How partial, my dear mother."
Isabella rolled her eyes at Jurukia: "You have taken advantage of me and your father, and you don't have to face the threat of life and death."
Jurukia said coquettishly: "Although what you said is true, it still makes people sad, but maybe we should worry about the island and the Duwei who cross the border. My brother doesn't seem to be someone to be trifled with. Come on.
, Little Aidan, come to sister, she also has a gift for you, hey, I feel like I am at a big loss, this is the third time I have given you a gift recently."
Adrian walked up to Jurukia and hugged her, so Jurukia also burst into tears. She whispered in Adrian's ear:
"If you can't do it, run away. If you don't want to go back to the Nibelungs, go to my sister. Even if you are a wild elf, my sister can protect you."
Adrian didn't speak, he just patted Jurukia's back gently, then let go of her, took the papyrus from her hand, without looking at it, but flicked it with his fingers frivolously, smiling.
He said:
"Why do I feel that I have become rich? I really want to go through the territory canonization ceremony again. Father, how about you discuss with the clan leader and grant me another territory."