Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 403: Parvati's Dilemma, the Green Tide Disaster
"It's outrageous! It's really too outrageous! How could such a thing happen?!"

"These damned barbarians disobeyed our orders and wantonly provoked war. We can no longer sit idly by."

"Obey orders? Obey what orders? They don't even have Her Majesty the Queen in their eyes! They don't even treat us as royalty."

"This is our Sion Ferran, not the barbarian's Sion Ferran!"

"Yes, we must let them know whose royal court and whose territory this is!"

In the Silvermoon Royal Court, in the Windwhispering Palace belonging to the elven royal family, many high elves with slender figures, ageless faces, and seemingly flawless appearance gathered together.

The interweaving of gold and silver represents the sun and the moon. This is the highest level of elves' bloodline and the pride and glory of the high elves here.

Unfortunately, the gold and silver colors that once symbolized glory and noble status are no longer recognized by any elf group other than themselves.

Not to mention the Scarlet Fallen who started the rebellion, and those lower-level tribes who disregarded the glory of the elves, the many foreign tribes that have now arrived with the blessings of the elven gods also do not recognize their identities, and do not accept their orders and arrangements.

Of course, it is not a complete denial. The wandering elven tribes guided by the gods still acknowledge the power of the high elves, but refuse to recognize the royal power that the royal court wants to rule over them.

Power comes from strength. In the past, the high elves, as royal family, derived their power and status from their bloodline, but the latter is no longer recognized.

There are many wandering elven tribes guided by the elven gods, although most of them are not strong enough to fight against the royal court.

However, there are legendary elves in the large tribes. These elven tribes that have survived tenaciously in the midst of displacement, both in terms of individual average strength and high-end combat experience, far surpass the royal court elves who have been pampered and enjoyed peace for a long time.

If it was only in the first few days, the Royal Court could still suppress the foreign elves with its high-end combat power, but when the number of foreign elves increased and their overall combat power surpassed that of the Royal Court elves, the royal power that the high elves of the Royal Court longed for and recast would disappear, and they would not be able to command any wandering elf tribe.

These wandering elven tribes that survived in the harsh environment attached great importance to their independence and autonomy, especially after learning about the past history of the Silvermoon Court, they resisted being ruled.

It's not that the wandering elves are completely unable to accept the presence of a group of people giving orders above their heads. They are wild, but they are not fools.

How many people would resist a ruler who can provide an orderly and stable living environment, possesses a powerful military force to ensure the safety of the elderly, children, women and the elderly, and has an outstanding and long-term vision?

But the problem is that this is not the case with the Silver Moon Royal Court. These guys, who rely on their bloodline and claim to be noble, naturally occupy the best residences and resources. They do not produce anything, yet they eat, take, and take as much as they can.

The guy who was bossing them around with his eyes looking up at the sky clearly wanted to ride on their heads, suck their blood and reap the fruits of their labor.

How many people would accept such a corrupt and decadent ruler who only knows how to exploit, is short-sighted, stupid and unaware of his own mistakes?
The gods gave guidance, but the guidance never told them to come and be slaves to another group of elves. If there really was such an oracle, there would be only one choice.

But it's just a change of faith.
For a tribe that is already wandering and whose primary goal is survival, if the gods they worship not only fail to solve their predicament but instead bring them more suffering, then they have no choice but to give up one option.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

When Parvati noticed that all the eyes were falling on her, she maintained her girlish demeanor with her eyebrows and eyes motionless, as cold as a sword.

"Parvati, you are the Grand Chancellor of the Royal Court. You have the responsibility and obligation to make those barbarians submit to the rule of the Royal Court and re-establish the dignity and dignity of the royal family."

Upon hearing Parvati's cold reaction, a Silver Moon Elf elder immediately reprimanded her.

"Yes, we gave you unlimited rights and the greatest support, but look at what you did? You are a bunch of foreign barbarians who treat us as nothing. The majesty of the royal family is gone."

“You have the highest authority granted by the royal court, but you have done nothing. When the Eternal Night Disaster occurred, you clearly had the opportunity to stop it.

But you ultimately failed to kill that filthy vampire, and he even bewitched and took away the tribes that were originally loyal to the royal court."

Everything is afraid of comparison. Compared with the current ones who disobey orders but occupy land and forests, they also plunder the surrounding wandering elf tribes without authorization.

Before launching the rebellion, the middle and lower elf tribes were too perfect, as they were willing to work hard and be grateful for any small favors.

These are the people that the royal court deserves, not uncivilized barbarians who don’t even know how to respect and protect the royal dignity.

"See what you've done?"

"She did nothing but make everything worse."

Faced with the current corrupt situation, the natural demigod, who was originally held in high hopes by many high elves, has now become the target of criticism and accusations by many high elf elders.

It was as if the current dire situation in the royal court was caused by Parvati alone and had nothing to do with them. As the Grand Archon, she should bear all the responsibilities and mistakes.

"Since this is all my fault, I will resign from the position of Grand Archon."

For a moment, Parvati, who seemed to be the target of thousands of criticisms, remained calm. After Lingxie Palace had quieted down a little, she spoke directly, her voice like thunder, instantly making Lingxie Palace silent.

"What did you say? You want to resign as the Grand Consul?"

The Silver Moon Elf elder who was the first to speak out and believed that Parvati should fulfill her responsibilities and obligations immediately became angry. He looked at Parvati angrily.

"I absolutely agree!"

"I object too. What qualifications do you have to be the ruler? You messed up everything, so you have the obligation to restore it all. Otherwise, you still want to walk away? Wishful thinking!"

The Lingxie Palace, which had only maintained silence for a moment, was suddenly in an uproar. All the elf elders expressed their opposition in different ways. Even the elf queen, who was sitting at the highest point, was no longer calm. She looked at the girl with clear and bright silver eyes and a calm expression with a look of doubt on her face.

"Lord Parvati, are you really planning to resign as Grand Chancellor?"

As an elven queen of royal blood and the highest status, she knew her own abilities. Being able to maintain the situation was already her limit. Leading the royal court in reform and eradicating the corruption and ills of the past was not something she could do.

Therefore, she was very eager to find a capable elf. It was not until more than two hundred years ago that Parvati appeared before her. After witnessing the skills and will shown by this half-elf of impure blood, the queen chose to support her.

It can be said that the reason why Parvati was able to become the ruler of the capital was inseparable from the support of the queen. Unfortunately, the queen's power was only the highest in name, not in reality.

"Your Majesty, since the elders believe that I am the cause of the deterioration of the situation, I should give up my position and let an elf who is more capable and wiser than me take my place."

"But in today's royal court, is there any elf more wise and capable than you?"

The Elf Queen said without hesitation.

After these words were spoken, the elf elders, who were originally furious, fell silent.

They can still distinguish who can work and who can only talk. Now the situation has come to this. If the only elf who can do things is driven away, there is no need to maintain the royal court. They can just circle the land and grow their own things without thinking about regaining the royal power.

"You just have no choice, so you want me to continue to serve as the Grand Administrator? If that's the case, then I still choose to resign from this position."

Parvati had a calm expression, and the indifference revealed in her tone made the elven elders panic. Only then did they truly realize that this half-elf of impure blood really did not care about this position and power.

If we talk about the great rulers of the royal court in the past, they were indeed extremely powerful and were big figures who were ranked among the top in the continent of Zealandia and even in the material plane.

But the current royal court in power has no prestige or status to speak of. Even though the royal court's high-end combat power has not suffered any fatal blow, its reputation is just like that.

"Of course not, Lord Parvati. You were chosen by the Seven Gods and are a natural demigod. If you have the complete Silver Moon bloodline, you are more suitable to be the queen than me!"

The Elf Queen no longer remained silent, and began to praise Parvati's abilities and acknowledge the noble status of her identity.

"I can stay and continue to serve as the Grand Regent, but from now on, all high elves, all elders, and even your Majesty, are not allowed to oppose my proposals. Every order I issue must be thoroughly implemented."

Parvati looked around the room, her originally calm eyes glowing with silver light, as if a long-silent sword had been unsheathed, its edge was stunning and unstoppable.

"If any of you dare to question anything I say now, I will return to the Kingdom of Atlas. I can choose to assist my brother, or just be an ordinary librarian."

"Yes, as long as your order is correct, I don't think anyone will object."

The Elf Queen once again clearly chose to stand on the side of Parvati, and her eyes turned to the royal members. Many elven royal members also expressed their opinions, and the elven elders did not dare to raise any objections at this moment.

Because they really have no choice. If Parvati quits, they won't be able to choose a better person than Parvati.

These elves who have existed for hundreds or thousands of years do not want their rivals to have more power than themselves. It would be a mess if they checked and balanced each other. It would be better for them to hand over the power to this extremely capable half-elf.

The re-centralization of power within the Elf King's Court was unknown to almost everyone except Noah, because the changes outside the Elf King's Court were so great that they attracted the attention of all forces.

Under the guidance of the elven gods, the endless influx of wandering tribes, leaving behind the native elves, that is, the Silvermoon Court, signed a covenant and formed an alliance under the leadership of many legendary elves.

Moonlight Spirit Alliance
This is a new alliance formed by elven tribes with legendary combat power. Of course, wandering tribes without legendary combat power can also join it, but the right to speak and status are determined by the strength of the tribe.

If they are not convinced, they can choose not to join, or they can choose to join the Silvermoon Royal Court. However, after weighing the pros and cons, the vast majority of wandering elven tribes still choose to join the Alliance and are unwilling to obey the management of the Royal Court.

This situation was difficult to change even after Parvati came to power, because the royal court's many achievements in the past years were indeed not very impressive.

However, Parvati was very patient. She was not in a hurry to change the status quo in a short period of time. She just watched the Elf Alliance born under the power of the Elf Gods begin to invade the areas that did not belong to the rule of the Elf Royal Court.

These are not the out-of-control areas that appeared due to the massive population loss, nor the controversial dispute areas. These two types of areas no longer exist and have all been occupied by wandering elves.

Now, this group of elves, who are in urgent need of opening up more places for survival and reproduction, have turned their attention to the south and west of the continent, because in these two directions, there are no kingdom-level forces, but only scattered countries of varying sizes.

In the eyes of the newly established Yuehui Lingmeng, these are just weak-knock countries. The only thing they need to think about is what excuse to use to provoke a war.

Although they are wandering elves and are regarded as barbarians by the royal court elves, they still have some principles and will look for seemingly just excuses for war.

For example, searching for missing elves abducted by slave traders, rescuing bullied compatriots, and seeking justice for elf traders who are treated unfairly in foreign countries... and so on.

The wandering elves, eager for land to survive, unscrupulously provoked wars, invaded and conquered one civilized country after another, and their military advance was simply unstoppable.

Behind the Alliance elves' army came groups of treemen, which were ancient trees that had been revitalized. The elves revitalized and migrated the forests, transplanted the trees to where they were needed, semi-permanently transformed the terrain, and turned every place they passed into an impregnable forest fortress.

If you look down from the sky, the green color represented by these wandering elves is constantly engulfing civilized countries. It is a green tide that is constantly spreading to the west and south of the continent.

Green Tide
This is the name given by the creatures of Zealandia continent to the war they launched against the wandering elves outside their own plane.

The damage they caused to native creatures was no less than that caused by the Undead Plague and the Abyss Hell, but they brought another order of life, which seemed better from the perspective of bystanders.

(End of this chapter)