On the sea, seventy-two elves warships with towering masts and special swan wing-shaped sails are sailing through the thorns. This special wing-shaped sail is the magic power sail that the elves are proud of. It can automatically adjust the direction of the natural wind and provide forward power for the warships most of the time.

This fleet belongs to Avalon. It is not the name of an elf city, but the largest elf city complex after the elf king court. Behind it are the five most powerful elf cities.

Avalon was not established for a long time, less than 150 years, and it is quite confidential. There are only those elf cities in the Avalon League that still retain their traditions. Silver Moon City unfortunately missed that time period and chose to develop in the Far South.

"Kellandriel, we are very close to the human seas. Have you made the final decision?" A tall male elf looked at the female elf in front of him and asked, "Once we remove the hidden magic circle, we will never be able to look back. This is destined to be a thorny road."

"Estel, this world has ushered in a new chapter. We have been in a corner for thousands of years. Since the end of the rule of the Elf King's Court, our civilization has been fading." Kelantriel looked ahead firmly: "If you continue, all we have left is a way to complete destruction."

Estel looked at the dark seas under the night and sighed. Once upon a time, the elves' floating warships were spread all over the sky, and now they even needed several city-states to unite to improve such warships sailing on the sea.

If Avalon hadn't still had a floating city in operation, he wouldn't even believe that his ancestors were so powerful and they were so weak.

"Then let's draw the sword now!" Estel's eyes became firmer. Through magic, his voice was as loud as an ancient giant: "Everyone obeys the order, now remove the hidden magic circle and raise our flag!"

With his orders, the mist surrounding the elves fleet gradually dissipated, and the elves flags shining with glory were slowly rising, like stars in the night sky.

"Captain, what is that?" In the distance, another player sailor sailing in this sea area looked at the scene in shock and shouted loudly at the captain.

"Stop shouting, I've seen it all!" The captain used his exquisite telescope to carefully observe the fleet in the distance. As a player who was making a living on the sea, he could recognize the flags and had seen the beautifully shaped warships several times: "Damn it, is it the fleet of elves?"

Soon, news about the Elf Fleet moving closer to the Europa Empire spread throughout the player circle of the Old Continent, which was equivalent to spreading throughout the Old Continent.

His Majesty Reinhardt, who was chatting at the banquet, had to leave early and hold an emergency meeting to deal with the sudden appearance of the elves.

"What is their purpose? Should they come with kindness or declare war on us?" When His Majesty Reinhardt said this, he automatically ruled out the possibility that followed. The Europa Empire didn't take it seriously.

"Don't forget that the elves launched an attack on the American empire in our city a few days ago." said the minister in charge of city defense. For him, such uninvited forces were potential enemies.

"Since the elves were finished, the elves have been in a slump. If they don't want to usher in the second encirclement, they will never be stupid to come to the old continent to fall into the trap." The minister in charge of diplomacy became even more calm: "They may want to use our Glory War Soul Competition to officially announce their existence."

"But we have not received their official notice yet, and those who come uninvited are all evil guests." When the City Defense Minister said this, he also looked at His Majesty Reinhardt. At today's dinner, two uninvited players in the Loess Zone made the entire Europa Empire unable to raise their heads.

Just as he spoke, Reinhardt's expression became a little subtle: "The elves' formal diplomatic application has arrived. They have just declared on the sea that they want to formal diplomatic relations with us."

"Set diplomatic relations?" The Foreign Minister asked with a puzzled look: "In whose name? If it were the elf king's court, their small fleet would not live until dawn, and all human countries in the old continent would not allow it."

"Avalon, a newly established elves city-confederacy alliance, seeks peaceful coexistence between elves and humans, and is willing to share with us the breakthroughs made by elves at the magical level, and also requires us to prohibit all trade related to elves slaves." Reinhardt looked at the message sent by the Navy: "Before noon tomorrow, the formal diplomatic application will be placed on our table."

The conference room was quiet for a while, and everyone was thinking about the impact of establishing diplomatic relations with the elves.

"Is this an invitation only to us, or is it the entire Old Continent?" asked the Foreign Minister: "I can't see any risks in it for the time being."

"It's just us, but the ultimate goal of the elves is definitely the entire Old Continent." Reinhardt replied: "We have been fighting the slave trade all the time. After all, we are not Americans, haha."

Everyone in the conference room laughed.

"I tend to agree to the elves' application for establishing diplomatic relations. I heard that the new Chinese have already started working with the elves." Reinhardt asked: "I want to know if other countries have any opinions on this?"

"The reaction will not be very big. For them, the war between humans and elves was already a legend in the Ottoman Empire. Many nobles couldn't even figure out what era the Ottoman Empire was. The only reason they were hostile to elves was that others did the same." The Foreign Minister explained: "If elves were willing to share their knowledge, even if they were only part of it, they would be quite popular in the Old Continent. We don't have to worry about the opinions of others at all."

"Very good, let's take the lead." Reinhardt felt that he had finally heard good news today: "Everyone go back and think about what the elves need, what we can give, and what we want to get from the elves."

"No matter what you want, I always want an elf slave." The City Defense Minister joked, packed up his own things and left the conference room.

He had to consider how to deal with the elf slaves in his mansion. It was a gift given to him by the American imperialists, and he hadn't touched it much.
Chapter completed!