Chapter 425 Gathering
For the first time in thousands of years, dark elves, wood elves, and high elves have all gathered together in the same place. They have the same objective, to finally defeat the Asgardians and rid of the new foreign enemy from the sky.
King Castian, Callan, Hanz, King Vizier, and Osgiliath had come back from their failed mission. Tristan didn't need to hear any reports, for King Castian's expression was enough to give the outcome away.
"Everyone is here, let's discuss the best way to deal with the invader" Tristan shouted.
This time, King Castian didn't reject. He agreed with Tristan, right now, the best course of action was to attack all the Asgardians, so he could obtain what he wanted – one of the Legacy.
They all followed Tristan, but only the leaders were invited.
A while later, they gathered in the Caerleon town hall where the chief orcs have waited since the war was over.
Karra, Ghrall, Scarr, and Uriel had just received some treatments from the wood elves. With a gaze full of respect, they bowed and welcomed the Monarch.
"We have gathered here to prepare for a counterattack," Tristan said. The others stared at him with a serious look.
"I believe that all of you were preparing your troops. Your strength will be crucial in ending this war. so I hope all of you are ready to give this everything you have. We all will fight side by side to slaughter them all."
Chiwiiik!
Chiwiiik!
The weaker orcs who were permitted to listen to the discussion all shouted in delight while slamming their feet onto the ground. They raised their weapons high, as if to show off their enthusiasm and share in Tristan's excitement.
However, one thing was right, he needed to calm down and not be reckless, if only for his sister's sake. Hence, he forced himself to calm down and listen to Illiana strategy.
"One.. no.. two more days and then we will attack. We could use the time to prepare weapons, armor, and the soldiers' morale for this war," Princess Illiana added.
Hearing the suggestion, Castian casually agreed. He had waited a thousand years to open the Bifrost Gate. Another day to guarantee their success would be a wise decision.
As Castian were the most respected elf here, everyone else immediately agreed.
"I agree."
"Let us wait"
Everyone had disagreed with him, and Tristan's heart beat faster both in fear and anger. His blood felt like it was boiling, and within seconds, his rage could no longer be contained.
He slammed the table until it broke into splinters and ended the meeting.
"This meeting is dismissed,"
The other elf leaders left the place as well.
His emotions were volatile right now, and there was nothing they could do.
Illiana decided to approach Serene and said.
"We will be facing a massive war soon, we need to put away our differences and think about our Monarch"
Serene was a little startled, but soon after, she nodded in agreement.