Under the Tree of Life in the Demon Realm, Saint Farai was wearing his gorgeous armor, holding the long and exquisite sword on his waist, and walked step by step up a tall tree root.
Standing in front of him was a huge phalanx of elven soldiers. These soldiers were all wearing the same exquisite armor and carrying quivers full of arrows on their backs.
Each of these well-equipped elven soldiers is an elven magician. They all have the level of magicians, and some have even reached the realm of great magisters.
Now they are the only force of the elves that can always fight. They number about 23,000 people, 3,000 of whom are unicorn cavalry, and the rest are traditional infantry phalanxes.
If this force is destroyed, the elves will basically lose their combat effectiveness. Of course, with their combat capabilities, it is not easy to destroy such a force.
Today, at this moment, right now, these elven soldiers gathered in the barracks and campus surrounding the Tree of Life, holding their heads high and waiting for a moment that they didn't know whether it was humiliation or glory.
"Gentlemen...there is still one minute." Farai lowered his head and glanced at his pocket watch, then raised his head and said to the dozens of senior elven officers standing in front of him.
"I really don't know whether to cry or laugh." An Elf officer looked at the vine battle flag on the towering flagpole at the edge of the school field in the distance, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.
"Yes, this is a difficult decision..." Farley put down the hand holding the pocket watch and glanced at the human man in military uniform standing next to him: "Grand Duke Kastner, the ceremony can begin."
"Thank you, the flag-lowering ceremony has officially begun!" Archduke Kastner, wearing the military uniform of a general, stood at attention and sang loudly.
Farai made a gesture in the direction of the flagpole, and then ordered: "Lower the vine battle flag!"
"Woo..." The melodious horns of the elves melodized in the sad music. The vine flag fluttering on the top of the flagpole began to lower little by little amid the sound of the horns.
All the elves' faces were filled with sadness. They looked at their battle flags, which disappeared little by little from their eyes without being defeated.
An elf girl lowered her head and sobbed, her eyes red and she uncontrollably covered her mouth with her hands.
Beside her, another elf female warrior choked with sobs and held the magic long bow across her chest with her hands, whispering to comfort her comrades. As a result, she couldn't help but shed tears as she comforted her.
"The Elven Empire was once a great country." Archduke Kastner extended his palm to Farai: "It will always shine in the history of the Elanthir Empire and will be remembered forever by the world."
"Hope, Andrea... I hope her decision is right..." Farai also stretched out his palm and shook Kastner's hand: "From now on, the Elf Empire is no longer
exists."
"Yes, now, you belong to the elven autonomous domain of the Airancire Empire. Congratulations, Farai Fa Sheng, you are already a citizen of the Airancire Empire and a general of the Airancire Empire Army." Cass.
Turner smiled and said to Farley relaxedly.
As the Minister of Defense of the Airanhir Empire, at least in terms of staffing and personnel, the Elven Dharma Saint in front of him is under the jurisdiction of Kastner.
"Stand at attention! Play the national anthem of the Elanthir Empire!" The drum music sounded intensively, and the leading Elf officer raised his chin and shouted with tears as he gave the order that he had been practicing for a long time but was still reluctant to say out loud.
"The flag-raising ceremony begins now!" Accompanied by faint sobs, the majestic music of the Eilanhill Empire sounded, and the black golden eagle battle flag dotted with vines was thrown away by the flag-raiser in the wind.
This is a unique flag belonging to the Elven Dominion. The flag of the Elanthir Empire is dotted with vines, which means that the elves are subordinate to Elanthir, but have a high degree of autonomy under the rule of Elanthir.
One day ago, the Elven Queen Andrea and the Elanthir Empire Emperor Chris signed the "Elanthir-Elf Agreement". This agreement includes the "Announcement of the Elven Empire Revocation of the Empire's State Title" and the "Voluntary Merger of the Elven Empire".
"Announcement of Joining the Elancire Empire", "Announcement of the Elf Queen's Abdication", as well as "Treaty on the Acceptance of the Elves by the Elancire Empire", "Treaty on Restrictions on the Use of the Moon Temple", "Constitution of the Elf Dominion", "Love
It consists of four treaties and laws: "Law of Obligations of the Elves in the Landseer Empire".
In short, starting from this time today, the Elf Empire that has lasted in this world for more than 10,000 years has officially become history, and the Elf clan will continue to live as citizens of the Elanthir Empire.
"Is the Temple of the Moon ours now?" Farley stared at the rising national flag and asked the Archduke Kastner beside him.
Archduke Kastner shrugged his shoulders: "According to the treaty, the elves will obtain the right to use the Moon Temple, but the power of joint research and development is shared by Elanthir and the elves."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Farais: "When that flag is raised to the highest point, the treaty will fully come into effect..."
"From today on, the Airanhill Empire will be our motherland... Our loyalty will also be dedicated to His Majesty the Emperor Airanhill..." Farai took out the sword from his waist and erected it on himself
In front of his face, he swore seriously.
"Be loyal to the Ilancire Empire! We are willing to dedicate our lives to His Majesty the Emperor of the Ilancire Empire! Long live Ilancire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" All the elven soldiers drew out their swords,
He held it up in front of his face and read out his oath loudly.
This is what they must do, and it is also the step they must go through to join the Imperial Army of Eilanhir. Every soldier must swear an oath to dedicate their loyalty to the Imperial Emperor.
"Now, we are a family." At the moment when the flag was raised to the top, Kastner once again stretched out his hand and said to Farley with a smile: "On behalf of the Imperial Ministry of Defense, I welcome Farley once again.
The general’s joining.”
"Thank... thank you." Farai was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his palm and shook it with the other person. He was not used to contacting humans. Hundreds of years ago, a magician like him was still in front of humans.
A god-like existence. No one can let him shake hands, and he disdains human handshakes.
But now, the handsome and outrageous middle-aged man standing next to him had another identity, which forced him to extend his hand and show his friendliness.
Because this man is the father of the imperial concubine, the imperial minister of defense, and the royal family of Elanthir...——
I remember setting up scheduled updates...but I didn't...
