The palace of the Silver Moon Kingdom, with its walls crafted by entwining countless tree branches, was exquisite and beautiful. It sat in the middle of Silver Moon Lake, appearing as though it was held up by the sacred tree of the elven race. All throughout the year, it was embellished with colorful fruits instead of the precious metals used by human societies.
Poetic sagas of ancient elves were engraved on the wooden walls. That the beautiful carvings were made on wood instead of stone was a unique feature of elven artistic expression.
Occasionally, some gold and silver rocks could be seen in the emerald-green field, hinting at perhaps an ounce of worldly desires within the elves. As well as an understanding of the importance of wealth.
At the center of the exquisite palace, the elven queen stood elegantly on a high platform. The glittering sunlight passed through the gaps of the palace trees and shone on the throne behind the queen, as though countless doves of peace were holding olive branches, rising and flying up.
The queen wore a gorgeous floor-length dress. Her clothes were sewn from tree leaves, flowers, wooden thread and other vegetal materials. Despite lacking a trace of gold or silver, her robes gave off a timeless and profound atmosphere.
She had silver hair like the bright moon in the sky and was wearing a crown of braided flowers. Her tall figure was covered by her dress, but it still could not completely hide her lofty soft breasts and her willow-like waist. Although she stood there without moving, she still carried a hazy enticement. People could not help but want to peek at the delicate body hidden under her clothes, but Her Majesty carried a sense of solitude that made it hard for others to have blasphemous thoughts against her. They could only look at her from afar.
Carandia, in the elven language, means ‘moon’s whispers’. This was the Silver Moon Queen’s name and it resounded throughout the continent. Countless males desired only to peek at her face, but few ever had the fortune to do so.
The elf queen’s face was perpetually covered by a layer of dense fog that seemed real yet illusory. Perhaps even people at the legendary rank would be unable to peer through it and witness her absolute beauty. This only added a layer of mystery to the rumors.
“Sisna, what’s the situation at the front lines?”
From the queen’s lips came a dulcet, melodious voice. Her exquisite intonation broke the silence with the crispness of a falling jade pearl. At her queen’s question, the elf kneeling in front of her almost forgot everything else.
Sisna was the head of the queen’s royal guards. At the same time, she was also the general of the rangers. She was brave and good at fighting, having led the elves to countless victories in her millennia of life. Her prestige was absolute.
Even so, this subordinate did not dare speak carelessly in front of the queen. To her, Her Majesty was like the Abyss’ succubus queen, whose every single movement carried deadly enticement.
However, a demon’s temptation had demonic magic, while the queen was a refreshing beauty, whose fingertips were enough to make men and women go crazy.
Sisna accidentally saw the snowy feet and lotus-like calf under the queen’s robes. She redressed herself and respectfully replied, “...... Your Majesty, the Theocracy’s decadal attack has commenced once more. They have already walked out of the ‘Central City’ leading a large army to surround the Forest of the Moon. Our troops are currently having a bitter fight there, and the situation is worsening. There are already casualties among our people.”
The queen seemed to enter deep thought. After a long time, she spoke unhurriedly in her pleasant voice once more. It was as if the entire situation was already a common occurrence for her.
The Theocracy was a unique country for humans. Although its territory was not large, it was the headquarters of the church and so possessed many strong fighters. The church’s doctrine of ‘human supremacy’ meant it perpetually treated non-human races as enemies.
Of the countless races in this world, humans were the most prosperous, occupying the most fertile lands. Save for their power struggles and the existence of powerful adversaries such as the beastmen of the northeast, the elves, and dragons, they would already have dominated the continent
Among the human countries, the Theocracy was the most unique. Their sole enemies were the non-humans and they turned a blind eye to all forms of intra-human strife due to their doctrines. To some extent, the Theocracy was absolutely fair and just in human society.
With its prestige however it could rally all other human kingdoms to provide forces for crusades against the other races. Under the Theocracy’s banner, humanity would march out to conquer the non-humans every few years.
For thousands of years, the Theocracy had repeated this practice to various degrees of success. Some weaker races had indeed been exterminated by humans, but exterminating powerful races like the elves was practically impossible. However, even if the Theocracy knew they could not exterminate the elves, they would still start a war every ten years in accordance with their faith. Whether it was the humans or elves, both sides were already used to this kind of racial war.
“Let’s go, Sisna…… come with me to the sacred altar. With the help of the elders, we shall summon a powerful creature from a different world to deal with the human’s attack.”
Without much consideration, the queen said so.
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The head of the royal guards stood up and followed the queen’s lead towards the sacred altar.
As the founder of the Silver Moon Kingdom, the queen was actually the strongest of the elves - a demigod mage. Now that gods could no longer descend, demigods were the most powerful beings on the continent.
As a mage, the queen was proficient in contract and summoning magic. In the past wars against humans, the queen would personally summon legendary rank creatures from different worlds to fight against the humans. Because the elven population was low, the death of each elf was especially heartbreaking. Thus, the queen’s summoning magic was the best means to reduce casualties.
Since she had fought with humans for hundreds of years already, Sisna followed the queen on the familiar path to the sacred altar where a large magic formation had already been completed. Several old elves stood around the formation and bowed towards the queen. They did not say anything afterward and only paid attention to pouring their magic into the formation.
This was how the human-elf war progressed for the past thousand years. Most of the people were already quite used to the process. In the elves’ opinion, the war this time would remain the same as in the past with nothing new happening.
Carandia gestured to the many old elves surrounding the altar. Then, she raised her staff made from the trunk of the Ancient Tree of Life in her hand and chanted in elven language.
As the incantation was chanted, the elven magic runes carved on the altar burst with bright green and silvery-white light. Leaves and flower petals made from the elements bloomed out of nowhere and floated down on the magic formation.
Suddenly, Carandia’s body grew weak. She stumbled on her feet and almost fell to the ground.
Sisna was shocked. She hurriedly went forward to help with a flash of nervousness on her face. No such thing had happened before in the past millennium.
Carandia stopped Sisna, signaling her not to approach, but her clear and pleasant voice also revealed a trace of panic, “....... I just lost control of my divine power. Some unknown powerful existence is trying to drain my divine power to obtain my coordinates and descend on this world.”
As the elf queen’s words fell, Sisna and the old elves all tensed up and gazed at the open space in front of them.
In summoning magic, the more magic power consumed, the stronger the creature would be summoned. An existence that could forcefully use the queen’s divine power to descend must be an exceptionally terrifying thing.
A doorway lit up in the void. It was different from the elven runes that the elves used when using magic. The door made of light had no decorations and only emitted a faint blue light.
Sisna and the other elves had never seen such a door before. It did not seem to be a product of magic.
The elf queen, whose beautiful face was hidden under the illusory fog, had a huge change in complexion when she saw the door, and even developed a trace of fear.
Then, in the presence of many elves, a great being descended!
Sisna quickly came to the queen’s side. Even though she knew that there was a huge gap between her strength and the queen’s, she still had to fulfill her duty as the head of the royal guards.
And after seeing the unknown creature appear in front of her eyes, Sisna’s eyes widened with disbelief.
The roar of a fierce dragon resounded in the middle of the elves’ sacred land.