Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

"Lord Leon, it's a message from Lord Dian. It seems that His Majesty has already eliminated the threat from the Elven race."

A high-ranking Wisdom Demon respectfully handed a magic crystal ball to Leon.

After Leon placed his hand on it, the recorded images in the crystal ball appeared instantly. It was a simple summary of this operation by the Sorcery Demon, according to Reji's instructions, to report the victory to the Wisdom Demon side.

After watching it completely, Leon's two subordinate Wisdom Demons were the first to express their admiration.

"As expected of His Majesty, it has only been less than two days, and he has already successfully discovered the location of the Elf's main base and wiped out the Elves in one fell swoop. Such efficiency is simply beyond our reach."

"Not only that, the millennium-old relic that His Majesty obtained from the Elves is also of great help to our race. His Majesty not only broke the Elves's seal plan but also turned this once-fated relic into a power for our race, achieving two goals at once."

"However..."

This high-ranking Wisdom Demon, who was full of admiration for Reji, paused and said with some confusion:

"But His Majesty divided such a precious extra-dimensional space and gave a part to the Elves, isn't that a bit..."

In Reji's Demon King Tower plan, it also included a layer for the Elves.

That's why these two Wisdom Demons felt a bit uncomfortable, as if there were outsiders in their home, who were still so small.

However, very quickly...

"A bit what? Do you think it's a waste? Your thoughts are so low sighted."

Upon hearing Leon speak up and reprimand them, the two high-ranking Wisdom Demons quickly lowered their heads and dared not speak further.

"Do you still remember what I warned you about? There must be a deeper meaning behind every move His Majesty makes. With this as a premise, think carefully about why His Majesty would do this."

Leon did not directly clarify the doubts of his two subordinate Wisdom Demons.

Because he knew that giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him how to fish.

Following Leon's line of thought, the brains of the two high-ranking Wisdom Demons spun rapidly, and one of them seemed to have realized something, immediately showing an enlightened expression.

"Lord Leon, could it be that this relic can exhibit different effects depending on the race within it? The World Tree in the relic's space is just a beginning, and more of the Elven race's heritage can be developed later?"

The other high-ranking Wisdom Demon immediately understood as well.

He excitedly said, "I see! His Majesty is using these Elves to strengthen the relic! So His Majesty's true goal is not these weak and declining Elves, but to use them as a starting point to restore the entire civilization heritage behind the Elven race!"

After being guided by Leon, the two high-ranking Wisdom Demons were in awe for a long time, and their admiration for Reji, for their new demon king, increased greatly.

After all, they only saw the surface, saw those weak Elves unworthy of being in the Demon King's Tower, but His Majesty was more macroscopic, aiming to obtain a civilization for the Demon race!

"Pass this message down, and inform all Wisdom Demons that our plan's direction has changed with His Majesty's. Besides searching for information on humans, insects, we should also include other races such as dragons, beastmen and other races."

"Lord Leon, do you mean..."

"Indeed. His Majesty has likely noticed this as well. The fall of that human Son Of Destiny is like a massive treasure trove for other races. Each relic has infinite allure, so I suspect that the number of races descending upon this world is greater than we imagine."

"Our previous focus on seeking revenge against humans was too narrow-minded. His Majesty has now shown us another path. Our Demon King's intention is clear: we should seize this opportunity to collect all other races and create an atlas of exotic creatures to present to His Majesty.

This is what our Wisdom Demon clan should do to share His Majesty's burdens."

"Understood, Lord Leo!"

The two high-ranking Wisdom Demons were incredibly excited, and their blood boiled when they thought of the demon king's grand vision. How powerful would the Demon race be when fused with multiple civilizations?

Under the new Demon King's leadership, the Demon race would undoubtedly reach a new pinnacle!

Of course.

Collecting a "compendium of all races" for the demon king is a very distant grand goal. For now, their primary objective is to control the Ilinor kingdom first.

Leon did not choose to kill or use spells to control the Five Flowers Alliance directly. Just like fishing requires bait, allowing humans to weaken each other first and then intervening as a third party to support a new puppet is obviously a more relaxed approach than taking direct action.

Moreover, Leon was concerned about the imperial envoy. If he acted first and the envoy discovered any abnormalities in the royal city, the envoy might choose to flee midway, which Leon did not want to see.

Rather than taking risks, it was better to wait patiently.

Although everything was basically prepared, and this human power struggle in the royal city would become the veil for their Demon race three days later, Leon still thought carefully and issued a command:

"Tomorrow, summon a Shadow Demon to infiltrate and monitor the human eldest princess."

With this, both the Five Flowers Alliance and the royal family would be under his surveillance.

As an Apostle, this was Leon's first battle. To avoid leaving any stains on himself in the demon king's heart, Leon absolutely did not allow any errors to occur.

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'Home'

'Elven territory'

'World Tree'

Besides the large, umbrella-like green tree in the center, there were several small saplings nearby.

Although still young, Nazha knew that these were the seeds of civilization, the ancient trees of wisdom that brought infinite "spell methods," the ancient trees of war that granted powerful "skills," and the essence of the Elven civilization, their once-lost heritage.

'They're back!'

'Everything we lost. are slowly coming back!'

If this weren't the Demon race's territory, if it weren't for the Demon King's hand, Nazha would have been overjoyed, seeing this as the blessing of their ancestors and the protection of the God of Nature.

But now...

'No!'

'We had not fallen!'

'We are now accepting the Demon King's favor, relying on the Demon King's territory, but... but it wasn't wrong! We are just hiding!'

'We still have a major trump card and a backup plan that this foolish Demon King had not discovered'

'Vielsia, the princess we are most proud of'

She is also the most excellent Elf taught personally by Nazha, the Grand Elder.

Nazha believed that after Vielsia noticed the abnormalities on their side, she would surely hide herself and seek help from humans in other countries.

Meanwhile, the Elves had to endure and pretend to submit to the Demon race while secretly amassing power.

When the day came for Vielsia to lead a great army to counterattack the Demon race, they would rise up and join forces with their princess Vielsia, dealing a crushing blow to the Demon race.

Previously, Nazha felt some guilt about submitting to the Demon race, but after thinking it through, she no longer felt any psychological burden.

In fact, she was even planning to go to the Demon King's room one night when he returned, to negotiate better conditions, such as expanding the space for the Elves.

For the Elves, for Vielsia, Nazha was willing to make sacrifices.

..

-Royal City.

-Lanqi Artifacts Shop.

The bespectacled girl in the academy uniform arrived here late at night, bringing with her the remainder of her small fortune.

"Huh? Miss Vielsia?"

The moment she pushed the door open, the shopkeeper immediately recognized Vielsia.

The reason was simple. Recently, the third-tier spell scroll that had attracted much attention at the auction and brought great reputation to the Lanqi Artifacts Shop was the work of this ordinary female student.

Incidentally, Vielsia's current "small fortune" was also the profit from selling that third-tier scroll.

The thrifty Elven princess originally planned to save this money as a fund for the Elven revival, and she couldn't bear to spend it even on her own food, clothing, and shelter. However, now she had taken out all of it.

Her purpose...

"I want, I want to buy some healing potions, the best ones!"

Vielsia looked at the healing potions on the shelves, especially the high-end, expensive ones. Although it hurt her heart to spend so much money, she gritted her teeth and bought them.

After sending off Professor Reji, Vielsia felt inexplicably restless and couldn't sleep.

Elves had always trusted their intuition.

Vielsia was worried that Reji might have some hidden illness, or that his previous injury hadn't healed, so she went out to buy medicine for him. She wanted to make sure he took it tomorrow, so she could feel at ease.

As for spending all the revival funds, it's fine!

'Elder Nazha definitely won't blame me'

'Teacher Reji is our Elven race's best revival resource!'

'This is an investment.'

'Yes!'

'An investment!'

After Vielsia left with several bottles of high-grade healing potions, the shopkeeper who had just entertained her went to a dark room at the back of the artifact store.

There was a communication magic spell in the room.

After operating it, the shopkeeper reported to the other side:

"Yes, Your Highness, Vielsia just came by, that's the commoner female spellcaster you wanted to recruit."

-"Did she come to sell new spell scrolls again?"- The voice from the other side of the communication image said in an indifferent tone.

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"No, Lady Yuffie, that commoner girl came to... buy medicine and healing potions."

"Oh?"

The Princess's voice was no longer indifferent.

She quickly asked, "Is it for herself?"

"Doesn't seem so." The shopkeeper recalled Vielsia's uninjured appearance and shook his head.

Inside the palace.

The Princess parted the window curtains and looked down at the seemingly peaceful royal city in the night, lost in thought.

-"Lady Yuffie, do you want us to send someone to follow her?"- the shopkeeper suggested.

However, it was quickly rejected.

"No need."

"Don't take any action against her. I will investigate this matter personally."

-"Yes, Your Highness."-

After ending the communication, Yuffie sat back down at her desk.

On the desk was a chessboard.

It looked like a game of Go, and the position Yuffie was now staring at had the white army surrounded by the black army, as if they would be swallowed up in the next move.

However.

When the Princess shifted her gaze and raised her viewpoint a bit, she realized that these white pieces were just "sacrifices" used as bait.

The black army seemed to have captured a large chunk of the white army.

But in reality, they had already been surrounded by the white army in a larger area.

However, the current Yuffie reached out, took one of the white pieces used as "bait," and placed it to the side.

As an uncertain factor.

And she

Hates uncertainty.