Chapter 1283: Chapter 870, Elf Invitation

The hall fell briefly silent.

Fang Hao then nodded and said, “No need for formalities, please take a seat on the side.”

The two people sat down again on wooden chairs on the side.

Fang Hao also walked to the main seat and sat down on the White Bone throne.

The two black-armored sisters, however, still occupied the lower seats next to him.

According to the current arrangement, the black-armored sisters were acting as Demitrija’s deputies, mainly in charge of Fang Hao’s safety.

They were essentially personal bodyguards.

This was a necessity, as with the increase in enemy strength, Demitrija’s capabilities began to struggle.

Thus, Demitrija and the Skeleton Dwarf hero, Frederick, primarily managed the defensive arrangements of the main city.

After the maid brought tea,

Fang Hao continued, “Morse has already informed me about your plight, but I need to confirm with you personally. Apart from the surrounding Orcs, do you have any other enemies?”

According to what ‘Morse’ herself said, her people numbered just over two thousand.

In a standalone camp.

Two thousand people were far from constituting a regional branch, they were most akin to a migrating tribe.

The enemies they could provoke were limited.

Heroes in the territory needed assistance.

Fang Hao didn’t mind providing ‘Morse’s’ people with a parcel of land to live on.

But this did not mean he was willing to introduce external dangers into his territory.

Therefore, it was better to ask in advance.

The Dark Elf said, “We are just a very small tribe and don’t have any powerful enemies.”

“I heard that you have been fighting with the Orcs?”

“Yes, the Orcs are warlike and hard to communicate with. We’ve had frequent conflicts over the years, but you can rest assured, the reasons for the battles are just some disputes over land and resources. Once we leave, it will not cause trouble for your territory,” the Dark Elf quickly explained.

Fang Hao looked straight at him, saw that he wasn’t lying.

“Morse should have mentioned the issue with the gods, right?”

“She did, we are willing to follow your advice and worship the gods within the territory,” the Dark Elf replied with a suddenly subdued demeanor.

Actually, Fang Hao generally respected the religious beliefs of different races.

Just like the ‘God of Crafting and Furnace Fire’ worshipped in Gray Iron City, the God of Light of humans, and the God of the Ocean of the Sea Tribe.

Still being honored in the city.

Moreover, Fang Hao had the statue of the ‘Goddess of Harvest’ erected in each city,

To increase the grain yield and processing efficiency.

However, the situation with the Dark Elves was different; they were an external race.

Both parties were engaged in an exchange of benefits: if you want my land and protection, you need to offer faith in return.

Mutual needs.

Also, these little over two thousand people wouldn’t likely draw the attention of opposing gods, or else they wouldn’t have been oppressed by the Orcs to the point of needing to seek land suitable for survival from Fang Hao.

Fang Hao nodded, feeling that the other party’s attitude was quite reasonable.

“What are your requirements regarding the place of residence?”

Hearing this, the two Dark Elves looked pleased.

The Dark Elf hero moved forward slightly and continued, “Somewhere that is easy to cultivate would be best. Our tribe excels in potion-making, which is also our source of income, so we will need land for growing herbs.”

Growing herbs?

Now, Crescent Heights was also cultivating herbs for sale to the Alchemist Association.

After a thought, Fang Hao said to someone nearby, “Ask Rolana to come down.”

The black-armored ‘Alrag’ got up and quickly went upstairs.

Soon after he came back down, Rolana, in a long black dress, slowly walked down.

“Madam Rolana…” Morse stood up to greet her.

She hadn’t been in the city for long, but she knew about Rolana’s ascension to demigod.

Seeing the already aloof Rolana come down, she immediately took the initiative to greet her.

“Hmm!” Rolana sat down next to him, her gaze then turned to Fang Hao, “What do you need me for?”

Fang Hao looked at the Dark Elf and said, “The Dark Elves want to join the territory, approximately two thousand people. I plan to settle them down in Crescent Heights.”

Rolana swept her gaze across the Dark Elf opposite her, “You decide.”

“Hmm, I agree to your request to join, and I will select a fertile spot suitable for farming in Crescent Heights for you to settle down,” Fang Hao readily agreed.

“Thank you, Lord of the territory.”

[Shadow Stabber – Morse, your Loyalty increases by 25 points, current Loyalty at 92.]

Morse’s loyalty notification appeared, reaching 92.

After the negotiations concluded,

The few of them checked the map, confirming the location.

The Dark Elves would head towards a coastal city, Fang Hao would arrange a large ship to pick them up.

Later, Fang Hao would open the Gate of the Worlds and bring them back.

Once everything was settled,

The two thanked him and left the hall, heading towards the Teleportation Array to leave.

When the light screen disappeared, Rolana spoke, “You’ve allowed the Dark Elves to join?”

“Hmm? Is there something wrong with that?” Fang Hao looked at her.

“Do you know why no race has accepted the Dark Elves?”

“Why?”

“After the internal war within the Elf Clan, the Dark Elves were collectively exiled. Anyone accepting the Dark Elves would face the targeting of the Elf Clan,” Rolana explained softly.

Oh!

With that explanation, Fang Hao suddenly understood many things.

The Dark Elf Island Master of Skeleton Island, even with his Dark Gold strength, why he was just a pirate leader.

The aforementioned ‘Black Raven Warlock’ also reached the orange fifth tier, still needed to lower his stance to look for a tribal land to live in.