Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

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What Salil said was the first chapter, but instead of gaining support, his story was met with doubts.

"Asuryan's fire! Why do I see in the records that Asuryan created this world? There are also various legends that indicate that Asuryan created the world!" Out of respect for the demigods, Tyrandor did not interrupt Salil's words. As soon as Salil finished speaking, he asked in surprise.

"Legends are legends, facts are facts. Giant dragons are the earliest creatures in this world. They witnessed the arrival of the ancient saints, and they still remember the story of the arrival of the ancient saints." Saril smiled, looking mysterious. He didn't Reveal more, for example, before the arrival of the Ancient Saint, the dragon had already noticed the existence of the Elf God. The Elf God at that time was too weak to shape the Elf.

The medieval era is different from the Age of Sigmar. It's like which came first, the chicken or the egg. It's like the left foot is struggling with the right foot. It's like being unable to repay a loan in a crisis and needing help from others.

Before the appearance of the ancient saints, the medieval world had no magical energy and had a kind of innocent beauty. The Elf God is facing an embarrassing situation. Without the Elf and without the blessing of the power of faith, the Elf God's ability is weak. Weakness means that he has no ability to shape the Elf. Fortunately, the Ancient Sage appears like lightning.

The Age of Sigmar is different. All eight realms have been prepared and there is plenty of energy. After the elven gods capture Slaanesh and take out the trapped elven souls from Slaanesh, they can shape their own heirs according to their own wishes.

As for how to catch it and how to buy it...

"Perhaps you have discovered something. Let me solemnly introduce him here. He is the son of Hoth. In Lauren Loren, the Enils call him the 'Dream God'." Darkus interjected, some The words cannot be spoken by myself, but by others, and he is this other person. After he said this, he could clearly feel the changes in the eyes of the Asurs.

"Dear Son of Hos, I want to know whether it was the Ancient Saint who created the elves, or Aisha who created the elves?" Marlene asked humbly.

"Kid, there is no conflict." Salil showed an enigmatic smile again.

Darkos didn't discuss relevant topics with Salil last night, but now he understood everything after hearing Salil's words. Just like Salil said, there is no conflict, and there is no conflict. important. Asuryan and Aisha created the elves, the ancient saints transformed the elves, and the ancient saints and Asuryan and other elven gods communicated with each other. Of course, it is also possible that the Elf God found the Ancient Sage and asked the Ancient Sage to help create elves and create a group of basic disks that provide the power of faith.

Or, as he had guessed in the folded space before, the Ancient Saint used advanced alchemy or advanced biotechnology to let Aisha create, DIY according to the needs of the Elf God, and shape the Elf race. The price is for Asuryan to fuse with the ancient saints to ensure that this era runs normally until the end.

The symbols of Asuryan are the burning phoenix, the Eye of Asuryan, and a pyramid engulfed in sacred fire. In addition, He lived alone in a huge pyramid at the top of heaven, watching the medieval world from his diamond throne.

The phoenix and the eyes are easy to understand, but the problem lies with the pyramid. Elves don't have pyramid-style buildings, so where did this pyramid come from. According to Morellian, who specializes in studying lizardmen, and Tigris, who has been to the continent of Lustria, the shape and pattern of the pyramid are similar to those of the temple city of Lustria. This has led to another theory, with some lore masters believing that it was the Old Ones who first came into contact with Asuryan and taught Asuryan's worship to the elves.

Additionally, Asuryan's true form has never been seen by mortals, so his portraits in Ulthuan always wear a mask. The mask is divided into two halves, one white and the other black, symbolizing Asuryan's role as the guardian of balance. Of course, it is also possible that half represents the ancient saints and the other half represents the elven gods.

Darkus is more inclined to this view. Aisha's words and Alalos are placed here, which means that Asuryan of the last era is real. Based on the nature of Asuryan's performance, he believed that the ancient saint fused with Asuryan was probably the sun god Koteg. It's a bit like Orion, with Kunos accounting for half, and the rest being occupied by the Aslay nobles of each year, and dominated by the Aslay nobles of that year. But unlike Orion's pie chart, Asuryan and Koteg are more like half and half.

Asuryan is not an easy person to talk to. His actions are known to include: After learning that Hess taught elven knowledge, he read Hess's book. Elsa is prohibited from having direct contact with the elves, so Elsa can only plead with Lilith to deliver messages through dreams and nightmares. Lilith rarely speaks directly to elves, as such behavior is forbidden by Asuryan. Drive Eth Haiai and Anes Lema to Minglai.

However, everything changed with the arrival of Darkus. Aisha and Lilith could appear in front of the elves openly, and other elves and gods also appeared frequently. These things were unimaginable before. How could Asu kill those elves and gods.

He thinks that a big reason is that after Asuryan knew about his appearance, he acquiesced to this behavior and no longer restrained him as before. He was so noisy, Asuryan should have stopped him earlier, but he didn't, which is inexplicable. If Asuryan had forbidden the Elven God to help in the Chaos Realm, he would have been left there. In the end, he didn't, and he even showed a supportive attitude...

This is very important to Daquus. Although his body is an elf, he is actually a beggar version of the Old Saint who can neither do this nor that. Asuryan's attitude is very important in matters of the elves, who makes the world a divinely granted monarchy, and there are really gods.

He can make adjustments and make corresponding policies based on Asuryan's attitude. He can stop being conservative and become more radical. For example, he can let Finnubar leave Athel Loren, and he doesn't even need Finnubar to swear anything, because at a certain moment Asuryan can give Finnubar a big deal. Asuryan's actions are different from his actions in politics, and it won't prevent him from winning over the Kaihai faction at that time.

When Sarir's words spread in the meeting, the elves were all shocked and confused. This information washed over their three views like a torrent, causing their original firm belief in history and faith to begin to waver. Many elves looked at each other, at a loss, with confusion and shock written on their faces. Even Malekith behind the silver mirror could not help but frown, with a trace of confusion and uneasiness flashing in his orange eyes.

"How is this possible? Our history books never mentioned this." Seraphim murmured.

"How can we confirm this?"

"The evidence is in history, but you have not carefully checked it. When everything is over, you can go to the island of Orbion." Sarir said calmly. He looked at the different reactions of the elves and continued, "Okay, let's continue the topic. The history of the elves began in Ulthuan, and Ulthuan was shaped by the ancient saints.

The elves regarded Ulthuan as their home. Before Aenarion shaped the elves into warriors, the elves were peaceful farmers and herdsmen. The elves lived in harmony with their land in the eternal spring of their loyalty to the Everqueen. It was a peaceful life, and this period of time was called the Golden Age in history.

During this period, the Everqueen ruled Ulthuan in Avalon, and your ancestors left that primitive land to adventure, and then various kingdoms were established."

Sariel deliberately ignored a key piece of history: the earliest elves were placed under the care of the Slann magic priests, learned a lot from their reptilian mentors, and soon reached a high level of civilization. When Ulthuan was remodeled and everything was debugged to a runnable state, the Old Ones moved the elves from the island of Orbion to Ulthuan, and the belief system was taken over by the elven gods.

Actually, there was nothing wrong with saying this, but Sarir knew that these words were not the focus of this meeting. When Dacus asked him to start from the beginning, he knew what Dacus was going to do.

The elves in the meeting agreed with Sarir's second half of the words. After all, history and legends described it this way, but the key point was that Ulthuan was shaped by the Old Ones, which confused them and caused a cognitive conflict again.

"My children, when you know the past, you will find that this is not contradictory. You know what happened later. The Great Gate was once the passage used by the Old Ones to pass from one world to another. But the Great Gate collapsed, releasing a surge of magical energy that swept across the world and triggered the cataclysmic event known as the Great Incursion.

The Golden Age of Peace in Ulthuan ended in violence and bloodshed. It was a time when the world was on the verge of being torn apart. It was a time when the Elves trembled with fear. The sky was swept by purple and blue flames. The wilderness and mountains trembled with earthquakes. The clouds between the peaks turned into the faces of demons. In the Dream Sea, the voices of Chaos roared with the waves at the bottom of the sea.

The terrible servants of the Chaos Gods either crossed the sea in terrible Daemon Ships or came like a tide from the cracks in the world itself. Countless Daemons came to Ulthuan, a group of cruel and vicious slaughterers who brought death and wailing to the Elves. Thousands of Elves died. The elves died in their hands, whether they were old or children, men or women, nobles or civilians, all were harvested by the claws and blades of the screaming servants of the Chaos God.

The elves had no chance of winning, because they were not trained for war, and their magic was only used for peaceful purposes. Warriors in black armor burned the sacred groves, beastmen slaughtered entire villages and towns, and demons babbled in the ruins of settlements. The only thing the elves could do was to escape. Their bows and spears were only used for hunting and dueling, and were useless in front of the armor of Chaos warriors and the copper skin of demons.

The elves hid in caves, woods and hillsides, hoping that they would not be discovered, hoping that a hero would appear and save them from this disaster. It seemed that nothing would change again, and the world seemed to be tortured by madness forever..."

"What were the gods doing at that time?" "Night Owl" Zoya interrupted Fenrir's words and asked the question she cared about most.

This question was not only of concern to Zoya, but also to the elves present and Malekith who was watching all this.

"In a brutal battle with Chaos, in another world!" After Sarir finished speaking, he turned to look at the seats where Dakusdruchi and Ainir were and continued, "The world you have been to before."

"We are honored. In addition, thank you for your help at that time, allowing us to walk out of that world alive." Darkus responded with a smile and respect.

Except for Liv, the Asrais were at a loss. They didn't know what happened to Darkus before, but they vaguely knew what the other world meant. As they thought more deeply, the expressions on their faces changed from Confusion turned to surprise, then to shock.

Most of Asul's expressions were indifferent. They learned some general things from Belloda last night. Although they didn't know exactly what happened, they knew that Darkus and the others came out of that world alive.

"Aenarion was tall and strong, and had traveled all over the world. He did not want to see his people destroyed by demons. When Ulthuan needed help the most, he returned to Ulthuan. He realized that the elves His weapons were unable to withstand the ravages of Chaos, and he fought his way to the Temple of Asuryan, where he prayed to Asuryan to help his people.

Asuryan did not respond to Aenarion. After Aenarion burned the sacrifice, He did not respond. After Aenarion sacrificed a white lamb, He still did not respond. At that time, He was fighting Chaos, and Aenarion's prayers were too ethereal.

Finally, in despair, Aenarion roared that he would throw himself into the flames if Asuryan could save his people. Asuryan still made no response, but he fulfilled his promise and strode into the sacred fire, chanting the oath of sacrifice. Pain racked his body, pain searing his limbs. His hair was set on fire, his heart stopped beating, and the elves who witnessed what happened thought he was dead, but a miracle happened.

Refusing to die, Aenarion moved slowly and painfully through the fire, his burned skin healing and his singed hair growing back. He emerged from the flames unscathed, transformed by the purifying fire. Asuryan's power entered his body, and a light radiated around him, which was a symbol of Asuryan's blessing to him. All the elves who witnessed this could see that he had become a carrier of extraordinary power. "

Salil was still talking, but the eyes of the Druchi were no longer focused on him, but on Darkus. When they were in Tal Litanel, the temple of Asuryan, they were like the elves in Salil's mouth, witnessing everything. The scene that happened to Darkus was so similar to what Salil described, even more exaggerated than Aenarion's.

It was a scene that could not be described in words. At that time, they felt a strange silence, as if time had been stretched out, and everything that happened became slow and clear. They could clearly see that Darkus was enveloped, and the roaring sound of the holy fire rang in their ears. They could clearly see that the flames extended like ripples and attached to Darkus' broad back, forming a pair of The vivid flame wings are as lifelike as a phoenix.

The wings are not burning hot, but a kind of tranquility after Nirvana and rebirth. The flames are as light as swaying, but they reveal infinite power. This scene was far more shocking than what Salil had described. Aenarion only had a ray of light around him, but a pair of wings simply appeared on Darkus's body.

"After leaving the temple, Aenarion led the elves to the battlefield. On the city wall, he faced the roaring army of Chaos. The hunting spear he threw pierced the body of the demon prince, pierced the chest of the standard bearer, and finally the hunting spear stabbed Shot in the neck by a Minotaur. Unarmed, he strode down the steps toward his stunned foes. He picked up the weapons on the ground and slaughtered the remaining members of the demon army.

Aenarion was crowned the first Phoenix King, ruler of Ulthuan. With the cheers and expectations of all the elves, he raised his sword to the arrogant demons and led the elves to take up arms to resist these creations of chaos. No demon can defeat him. As long as there are traces of demons, he and he will not be the same. The defeated army will appear there to save the local civilians.

Soon, the news of his victory quickly spread throughout Ulthuan. All the elves were inspired by his victory and spontaneously gathered around him. Everything was different. Two years later, when he arrived in the Kingdom of Caledor, Caledor swore allegiance to him, and together they trained the elves in the arts of combat and forged armor and weapons. He taught the Elves how to make war, how to follow him, how to fight and conquer. Since then, the elves have changed and the spirit has been molded into a completely new people. He reshaped the elves in his own image and was an excellent war leader, leading the elves to victory in times of war. "

Even though the elves had heard stories about Aenarion many times, they were still captivated by Salil's tale. The history and stories of the elves began with Aenarion. Aenarion's position in the history of the elves is too important. Everything about the elves now is shaped by Aenarion.

"The darkness in your heart needs to be surrendered, you know the truth is in it, it holds the sword of Khaine, promising endless power, the god of light and the god of murder fight for his soul. All demons are slain, the lord of the elves stands tall, If its mission fails, the mortal world will collapse.

On the island below the battle, spells protect the battlefield, the wails of demonic minions and curses lead to eternal damnation. Now I bow my head in honor of the hero. The one who saves the world is my Lord, the proud defender Aenarion, the ever brave Aenarion. "

The Asur could not help but hum the "Song of the Creator". Every ten years, the Asur would hold a festival of light to celebrate Aenarion and commemorate his sacrifice. At dawn on the festival day, each Asur would repeat this verse five times. Then Duruki, Asrai and Aenir also hummed, no matter where they came from or what they existed. Aenarion changed the elves and was the common hero of the elves. This was beyond doubt. At that moment, the air in the entire venue solidified, and all the elves found resonance and strength in this ancient ballad.

Even Malekith, who was watching all this, could not help but hum. His orange eyes kept flashing, and the complex emotions in his heart made him speechless for a while. He thought of what his father said to him when he was a child: You are a natural warrior, you are destined to live on the battlefield, and you can control the few elves who are able to control the sword.

His father tried his best to teach him wisdom and martial arts, and at the same time instilled in him his irreconcilable hatred for chaos and demons. At this moment, he felt the long-lost feeling. Aenarion's legacy is not only him, but also the courage and sacrifice of warriors, and it is also a spiritual bond that transcends time and space, connecting all elves together.

As the song echoed, a new hope seemed to ignite in the hearts of the elves. They realized that no matter how many fights and misunderstandings there were in the past, Aenarion's spirit still lived in the hearts of every elf. As the song sang, Aenarion was not only a proud guardian of Ulthuan, but also a brave man who led the elves to the future.

Listening to the song, Sarir nodded with satisfaction. He did not plan to tell the future, because the elves present knew it and did not need him to elaborate. What he did was to start, pave the way for the next meeting, and point out the existence of the divine right of kings and the ancient saints.

Humming, Daquus smiled with satisfaction. In his opinion, Sarir's wall-hitting cooperation was good, although he had not communicated with Sarir before. Sarir first pointed out the importance of the Old Saints in the history of the elves, and then pointed out the greatness of Aenarion, which cannot be avoided in the history of the elves, and implicitly pointed out the divine right of the king.

Yes, divine right of the king, not divine right of the king, the two words have completely different concepts when turned over.

Divine right of the king refers to a practice advocated by monarchs in ancient times when religion dominated politics in order to consolidate their power. It means that they are sent by heaven to govern the world in the mortal world, and they are the representatives of the gods in the world. As people, they can only follow the instructions of the monarch and cannot resist. To put it bluntly, in essence, whether it is divine right of the king or divine right of the king, they are all ideological tools used by rulers to paralyze the people.

But divine right of the king is not, don't get it confused.

Take Athel Loren for example, why did the Asrai pledge allegiance to Orion and Ariel. Logically speaking, among the Asur who fled to the border of Athel Loren at that time, Leandra had the highest political status and personal strength. She was the ruler of Kor Vanath, and her noble bloodline was there. But she did not become the ruler of Athel Loren because she was not granted the monarchy by God. She was not the incarnation of Kurnos or Aisha like Orion and Ariel.

This world has gods, and gods are not illusory.

In a world where gods really exist and are obviously involved, the legitimacy of divine monarchy will be greatly enhanced. In this environment, the authority of the monarch is not only secular legitimacy, but also comes directly from the recognition of the gods. The Asur united around the Phoenix King and the Everqueen is the best proof.

Politically speaking, the monarch is considered to be the executor of the will of the gods, and their decisions and policies are regarded as the embodiment of the will of the gods. The monarch has a sacred sense of mission and believes that he is fulfilling the will of the gods, which will affect their ruling style and decision-making. The monarch will be regarded as an object protected and blessed by the gods, making their political position more stable.

In such a world, religion and politics are highly integrated and even difficult to separate.

Clergy may have a very high status in political affairs and even directly participate in the decision-making process, as best demonstrated by Bretonnia and the Empire in the Old World. Major decisions and activities of the country will be accompanied by sacrifices and religious rituals to ensure the blessing and guidance of the gods. The legal system may be based on religious doctrines, and the will of the gods will become the highest standard of law.

On some important occasions, the gods may appear in some way to clearly show their support for the monarch. The legitimacy of the monarch and the legitimacy of the rule may be verified through miracles or omens. The monarch or heir may undergo some kind of sacred trial to prove whether he is really recognized by the gods, such as the Holy Grail Knight.

The actions and decisions of the monarch are regarded as role models of morality and ethics, affecting the values ​​of the entire society. The way history is recorded and interpreted will be influenced by the divine right of the monarch, and important events and the achievements of the monarch will be given sacred significance. Literary, artistic and cultural works will be full of elements of the divine right of the monarch, emphasizing the connection between the monarch and the gods.

They all match up, even though Malekith clearly didn't believe in Cain, he still lied to Druki and claimed that he was Cain's son. All previous Phoenix Kings had to go through the fire-avoiding spell and walk into the holy fire of Asuryan. Orion and Ariel were simply the incarnations of gods. Only Marest's situation was a little special, but her bloodline was there, and she was considered a poor version of the Everqueen, and was accepted by the Anil. If it was Kaia, the Anil would have made a fuss long ago.

After the song ended, the elves gradually returned to reality from the harmonious resonance.

"The election of the second Phoenix King is a scam! Barshana is a political sacrifice!" Sarir's words reminded Franais of some past events. He rarely spoke without any preparation and took the lead. His voice sounded coldly, breaking the silence. His eyes under the helmet were sharp, and he glanced at Asur in the meeting room mercilessly. His clenched fists and tense facial muscles showed his inner anger and dissatisfaction.

Gilead's eyes were dull. He just couldn't say "Fuck!" Otherwise, this word would jump out of his mouth. He couldn't understand why Franais, who had always been friendly to him, suddenly had a tantrum.

"What are you hinting at? If you have evidence, show it!" Eltharion responded. He stood up and looked at Franais coldly, pointing at Franais and questioning.

"Evidence? You power-hungry people don't need evidence at all! The whole election process is a joke. All decisions were made in the dark. There is no justice at all!" Cowell stood up without flinching, his eyes burning with anger.

"In order for our race to survive, bloodshed and suffering are the price we must pay! The Kingdom of Nagarys has made outstanding contributions and should be at the forefront among all kingdoms, but we will not let war rule our people! Our spirit should return to kindness and friendship, instead of being full of bloodlust like when Aenarion was still there. We cannot establish a new order with violence and war, and the heart occupied by anger should no longer exist!"

"Hypocrisy! Weak! Malekith is the orthodox successor!"

"Ridiculous!"

"That election was full of conspiracy and manipulation!" Vranes said as his voice got louder and louder, almost with a roar. His accusation made many people present look gloomy, some began to whisper, and some stared back at him angrily.

"Nagaris should not think highly of himself, but should be equal to all kingdoms!"

"Bullshit!"

Darkus originally listened to the quarrel of the elves with an expression of staying out of the matter, but he couldn't hold back after hearing what came out of Baine's mouth. Why did he have to learn to curse from him? Baine taught him martial arts, but what did he teach Baine? Anyway, no matter what it was, it was definitely not cursing, he guaranteed it with his reputation. He turned his head and looked at the silver mirror. After he adjusted his expression, he put his index finger under his nose and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Greatness is determined by merit, not the evaluation of others!"

"This is just your personal opinion, don't impose your opinion on us!"

It was a mess, all messed up. The elves no longer maintained their former elegance and decency, and the entire venue fell into chaos. Except for Enil and the demigods, the elves of various factions shouted loudly, angry words and accusations were heard, and the whole scene seemed extremely out of control.

"You corrupt guys, you only think about yourselves!" Selile shouted angrily, his voice full of anger and dissatisfaction. The Duruchis echoed and expressed their support.

"Shut up! You villains don't understand what real power is! We are the real leaders, and you rebels will only bring us disaster!" Sarandil's voice was full of contempt and ridicule.

"Disaster? The real disaster is you selfish guys! You only think about your own interests and never care about our future!" Cowell retorted angrily, his hand already on the hilt of the sword, his eyes full of hostility.

"Nonsense! The rule of Ulthuan has never been exclusive to Naggaroth, so how can we talk about seizing it? History clearly records that Tar Anlek is notorious for its corpses and wailing everywhere. We have been sending envoys there, but what about you? We have always hoped that you can consider our ideas, but what about you? If Malekith has any innate rights, it was Morathi who gave it up on his own initiative." Fenryl also joined in and started arguing.

"How dare you disrespect our kingdom!?"

"You Nagarethians only know how to solve problems with violence!"

"Fairness? Do you know what fairness is?"

"You only pursue so-called justice, but we understand true power!"

"You lunatics! Lunatics! Lunatics!"

"You'd better be careful with your words. Being too arrogant is not good for you." Kalyon laughed sarcastically, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Darkius turned his head to look at Kalyon. He could clearly see that Kalyon was trembling all over. Fortunately, the Owl Crossbow was not in Kalyon's hand, otherwise it would definitely shoot at Asur's seat.

"Malekith's birthright to be the Phoenix King is his! This is not something that requires your permission! Who are you? A bunch of guys who only care about protecting their rights!"

"Where were you when Aenarion was fighting? In the cave! Begging for mercy in the cave, shivering like a pig lying in the mud! It was Aenarion who saved you! It was the scion of Nagaryth who saved you!" Maranur couldn't sit still anymore, he joined the battle and started a harsh mockery.

"Shut up! What right do you have to say that!"

"Come on! Come on! Let me see what else you can do besides talking!"

The whole venue was in chaos, with the noise and roar of the elves interweaving together to form a chaotic noise. The previous order had long since disappeared, and everyone was driven by anger and dissatisfaction, and it seemed that a greater conflict could break out at any time.

Standing there, Dursu felt a headache. The quarrels of the elves reminded him of things that happened a long time ago, when the elves were quarreling like now.

The second Phoenix King selection was held in the Kingdom of Avalon, not in the Fire Island as it was after the death of Barshana. Dursu was also there the second time, and played a decisive role. He proved that Elaina's identity was true, or that Elaina, the daughter of Aenarion, played a leading role. At that time, Morathi and Malekith did not know that Elaina was still alive, but Elaina appeared in the middle of the quarrel.

Elaina strongly declared that she was the chosen one of Aisha, the successor of the Everqueen, and could not stand a bloody and dark place like Tal Anlek, and could not live with the followers of Cain. And said that Morathi is no longer the queen, the Everqueen has returned, and Barshana will rule Ulthuan, just as my mother recognized my father.

But Morelion and Elaina gave up the right to rule Nagarythe. In the words of Serio, a student of the dragon tamer Caledor, she and her brother are the sons of Avalon and have no intention of competing for the right to rule Nagarythe. They are favored by Aisha, not by Cain. This is a political compromise, otherwise they would have to fight at that time.

"Order must be born! There must be a fair and calm judgment as the standard!"

"And then you make a decision in the dark? There is no justice at all!"

Dakwus never joined the battle, nor did he intend to stop. As long as there was no fighting, there would be no problem. His eyes wandered between the quarreling elves. He felt that the quarrel seemed to be logically closed here? But this is not important. What is important is that he thought of the past that Malekith had talked to him about.

In his opinion, the appearance of Elaina at that time played a big role, and the importance of the divine right of kings was fully demonstrated. Those factions that oppose Naggaroth actually unite around Elaina. Just like what Flanneth said, Barshana was just a shield, and the Phoenix King could be anyone except Malekith.

It doesn’t matter whether Barshana is the Phoenix King or not. What matters is that Elia, who is recognized by those factions, will not marry Malekith. If they don’t marry, Malekith will not become the Phoenix King. This is a dead end for Malekith. Politically speaking, it has to be said that this move is too brilliant, and then... (End of this chapter)