Above The Sky
Chapter 1100: 151: Believing in fate is somewhat embarrassing (6,000, asking for double monthly tickets!)_3

Chapter 1100: Chapter 151: Believing in fate is somewhat embarrassing (6,000, asking for double monthly tickets!)_3

How much effort has been needed to reach this step? Chairman Yafarda no longer remembers; he only knows he has finally arrived at this position, yet he remains a long way from his desired destination.

Council Chairman… Haha, doesn’t that sound so respectable? To ordinary Elves, any council member is a great figure they must look up to, and the chairman is the most revered of the revered, even addressing him directly seems abrupt.

But to the King Blood Elves, merely holding the title of chairman does not warrant their complete respect.

Just like now.

“Uncle.”

As the Communication Crystal Pad lit up, Yafarda answered the call and heard a soft voice: “Why did you do this?”

“Anfa. It’s surprising that after not seeing my nephew for so long, his first greeting in years turns out to be a question.”

Lost in thought, Yafarda nodded slightly and softly said, “Which matter are you referring to?”

“Siren.”

Anfa’s voice calmly pursued, “Uncle, no one can bear the risk of the Siren sinking. The Qingye Household can’t accept it, the Guoyu Family can’t accept it… and the Yinmen Household, likewise.”

“Others might think that the espionage from the Three Kingdoms each attracted different Magical Beast Tribes, and separately damaged the three Power Engines of the Siren by chance, but we all know their intelligence comes only possibly from the internal workings of the Grand Council of Canaan Moore.”

“Without your approval, how could they dare to act so recklessly? This isn’t a coincidence; it was a tacitly approved attack.”

“Hmm.”

Yafarda responded ambiguously, this stern-looking middle-aged elf showing a slight smile: “So, you’ve come to accuse me—I’ve endangered the esteemed guest of the Ashlight Family, that genius Alchemist from The Empire. Are you questioning me about this issue?”

“It’s just an inducement; I indeed promised Ian safe passage. But in reality, it’s primarily too dangerous.” Anfa emphasized, “We want to know a reason. There are numerous foreign diplomats and influential businessmen on the Siren, absolutely not the kind of presence that can be casually tested.”

“As proved, the Siren isn’t in danger.”

Yafarda glanced sideways at the crystal plate next to him: “Just two hours ago, the Eternal Silence Ocean First Fleet had already arrived around the Siren fleet and carried out repairs on the Siren. And not just that, it was also thanks to your esteemed guest from the Ashlight Family and your True Dragon friend’s favor; even a joint attack by the three Great Magical Beasts tribes couldn’t break the Siren’s defense.”

“I must say, you have an excellent eye for people. Anfa, as a chosen successor, you are very likely to take over my position in the future, even becoming the successor of ‘Root’ or ‘Crown,’ precisely the skills you need most. Your talents are indeed far better and luckier than mine.”

“Thank you for the chairman’s trust.” Anfa did not slow down because of these compliments: “But this does not mean…”

“It was tacitly approved.”

Yafarda interrupted Anfa: “Anfa Rianide, you are still too young.”

“True Dragons are natural-born strong ones, and you are a Half-Elf and half dragon, also naturally strong, so there’s no need for you to learn politics early like us. Nor would the tribe involve you too early in the internal struggles of the Grand Council, but rather let you grow freely, mastering the power in your blood.”

“Yinmen, Ashlight, Qingye, Fertile Soil, Vine Corridor… the Maintenance Party Five Divisions jointly established a contract. You know what this means.”

Silent on the other side of the Communication Crystal Pad for half a minute.

“…Master Glarvie is their person?” A long while later, Anfa’s voice, deeply incredulous, finally came: “But Crimson Leaf Family is clearly a branch of the Qingye Household… He couldn’t possibly be ‘The Pillar Party,’ has to be ‘The Sustenance Party’ for sure!”

“Glarvie Fieye belongs to no household. He only loves Elves; otherwise, he would not have been sent undercover in the chaos following Black Tyrant’s death to infiltrate The Empire’s internal affairs back then.”

Yafarda tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table with a ‘tick-tock’ sound: “But his research results may be unfavorable to us. He learned crucial technology in The Empire and possibly brought back some critical key—but his path is wrong, so the more important it is, the more dangerous it gets.”

“Of course he’s not necessarily doomed… If your Alchemist friend hadn’t interfered, Master Glarvie would have had to show some of his real means to deal with this ‘accident’. In this way, we could also clearly see what cards he really holds, so we know how to respond next.”

“It’s just unfortunate, Ian Silverpeak… so young yet already at master-level alchemy skills, truly incredible, even I feel thrilled, sharing the same era with such a talented person is a real fortune, isn’t it? But his existence indeed hindered our plan, leaving us still ignorant of Master Glarvie’s cards.”

Shaking his head somewhat regretfully, Chairman Yafarda said: “That’s the reason. For a more detailed answer, you can go to your mother; it’s her negligence in not telling you, she shouldn’t have protected you so well.”

“…I take my leave for now, nephew.”