Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 350

Chapter 350: 348 Having an Affair_1

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As Saru had mentioned, there were quite a few high elves below, and they usually stayed in the Dawn Forest without ever leaving.

Yet, here they were, boldly venturing far from their homeland, perhaps driven by their so-called heart of justice, specifically here to eradicate the undead.

Or perhaps they were here to avenge the Golden Dragon, whose alleged affiliation with the elves in the Dawn Forest was widely known.

Indeed, beautiful and elegant elves were among the favorite acquaintances of many good dragons.

As for the Silver Dragons, who were the most numerous, Otto could sense their presence but had no idea where they were hiding.

Most likely, they had transformed into elves or humans and hid among the army.

Aside from the high elves, the next similar-sized faction was probably the Felkorde Empire from the western continent.

Nearly half the crests below bore the emblem of the Felkorde royal family, and except for them, the forces of their loyal subordinate, Felton, were the most numerous.

As for the troops of other kingdoms or powers, they were much less in comparison, hardly a significant contribution to the whole situation.

There were members from various countries and alliances, such as the Cordan Plains, the Oakland Federation’s mercenaries, and even the Royal Guards of Vide…

Meanwhile, Otto also sensed a familiar and comforting feeling from down below.

Angelina must be mixed up within the army, and surely Saru’s knowledge about the coalition’s information came in part from her help.

Suddenly, Otto curiously asked Konoheim, “With such a commotion, they actually didn’t notify you?”

Konoheim, in the eyes of many good dragons, should still be considered the master of the Dragon Bone Wasteland, and was quite powerful as well.

Yet, judging by Konoheim’s current appearance, it seemed that he had just learned about the whole situation.

It was intriguing that such a serious matter had not been brought to Konoheim’s attention, led by either a human or a dragon.

Or, perhaps, some individuals or dragons had already suspected Konoheim of being disloyal.

In response, Konoheim, with the appearance of a middle-aged man, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and then replied indifferently to Otto: “I may not be able to intervene in many things from now on. It’s up to you to decide what to do next.

Also, I think I should remind you that although you are indeed very strong now, you should not underestimate your opponents.

Especially the two human empires; even the righteous Golden Dragon was helpless against many ill-reputed nobles and lords within their empires.”

“I understand! Thank you for your reminder.”

Otto nodded, showing that he understood, and then added, “They are here to target the undead and the Purgatory Demon Dragon. If push comes to shove, I can always abandon my post, sending a clone disguised as the Purgatory Demon Dragon to its death.”

The sky gradually darkened.

At the border of the former Farrand and the Dragon Bone Wasteland, a brightly lit tent housed a luxurious wooden conference table at the center of the multiethnic army fighting under the banner of justice.

Sitting around the table were individuals of different races but holding similar high-ranking positions: elves, humans, dwarves, and even the Silver Dragons and other good dragons who had taken on humanoid forms.

Angelina sat in silence, very low-key in a corner of the table, while Rolf, bare-chested and wielding a long axe, stood sternly behind her with a stern expression.

Despite the fact that Angelina was now Queen of Vide, these old-timers regarded her as nothing more than nouveau-riche.

Merely allowing her to sit at the table was a favor to her;

Unexpectedly, the head seat was not occupied by a representative from the Western Empire’s Felkorde Empire but a high-ranking elf with pointed ears.

As for the Eastern Empire, they only sent a few representatives, so their delegate sat near Angelina with a status hardly different from hers.

This envoy from the Eastern Empire was very self-aware of his current status and decided to lie down on the table and snore loudly throughout the entire meeting.

However, his behavior caught Angelina’s attention. As a warrior, she had an intuition that he was not a simple character.

At the very least, he was a powerful warrior.

Based on his initial introduction, he seemed to be called Ska, an earl from the Eastern Empire.

Unlike Angelina and Ska, who mostly kept a low profile, the other representatives were much more enthusiastic and active.

They were busy arguing over how to launch an attack on the undead, and the centaur chief from Cordan and the leader of the Oakland Federation’s mercenaries even engaged in a brawl due to their disagreements.

The high-ranking elf at the head seat appeared to be not very skilled in dealing with this situation, standing in place watching these events unfold, unsure what to do.

Angelina observed him inconspicuously. He was a very handsome male high elf.

Tall and slender, with a beautiful face that would make women jealous.

The emblem on the collar of his clothes directly revealed his identity – he represented the royal elves of the Dawn Forest.

Rumor had it that his name was Cararan.

Eventually, it was the representative of the Western Empire who intervened and quelled the chaos. Although Cararan was the nominal leader of this coalition, in practice, most representatives had more faith in Mentor, the representative of the Western Empire.

Mentor was a well-known general in the Western Empire, enjoying a prestigious reputation not only within Felkorde but also in many other nations.

He was the reason behind the high elves’ decision to leave Dawn Forest with a large army since he had personally negotiated their participation.

As a result, he gave the position of the coalition leader to the high-ranking elf – Cararan.

But now, unbeknownst to anyone, Cararan’s authority and status had been almost entirely usurped by the Western Empire and Mentor.

Yet Cararan himself seemed to be unaware of this fact and was even quite dependent on Mentor at times.

Angelina figured it out: while Mentor appeared to be unsophisticated, he was actually quite cunning, and he was now the true top leader of this coalition.

Furthermore, Angelina spotted a few familiar faces among the crowd.

Lady Bauhinia, Heel, and Black Rose were in a corner of the tent, joining the meeting as clerks and record keepers from the Western Empire.

But Angelina felt there was something unusual between Lady Bauhinia and Mentor, constantly exchanging glances, as if they were having an affair…