Chapter 362

362 The Holy Diamond Seal

Selma Payne’s POV:

“But I know that the wanderers won’t just disappear like that. The power of the Mother Tree is obvious to all. If we can’t kill the wanderers this time, when they realize that the elves are strong on the outside but weak on the inside, they will become their den of thieves sooner or later.

“The crisis is right before us, but no one took the Elf King’s teachings seriously. I can’t betray my old friend’s trust, so I’ve come alone to ask for your help.

“The werewolves have warned the elves to be wary of the wanderers, and the Elf King has also greatly regretted his negligence. The two races were close to each other, and once the wanderers infiltrated the elves, they would become a sharp blade pointed at the werewolves. Therefore, on behalf of the Elf King, I would like to request the werewolves to help the elven race eliminate the foreign enemy for our safety and honor.”

I realized that Cage wasn’t a man of few words like he appeared to be. At the very least, his words successfully tied the werewolves and the elves together.

However, the ministers present were all smart people and would not be so easily moved by one or two words.

The president of the left, Arkadius, was the first to question, “Just as you said, the elven race is currently divided, and you don’t belong to any force. Without the official endorsement, how can we believe you? Just a few words from the sleeping Elf King? With all due respect, this kind of unverified argument has no credibility.

“Besides, if I’m not mistaken, you’re a magus. Is it reasonable for a wizard to ask for help on behalf of the elves? I’m not attacking you personally, Mr. Cage, but this is against common sense, and we can’t trust you easily.”

Cage heaved a sigh as if he knew he would be questioned. He was neither angry nor panicked. He took out an item wrapped in layers of silk from his bag and placed it on the conference table.

“I know I can’t easily win your trust, but you’ll believe me after seeing this.”

No one picked it up rashly.

“What is this? Please open it yourself,” Aldrich asked warily.

As if he didn’t see their wariness, Cage obediently opened the layers of silk and revealed what was inside.

It was a seal overflowing with light; under the sunlight, it reflected a rainbow-like brilliance.

After seeing what it was, some people even stood up in surprise.

“This is the Holy Diamond Seal!”

I couldn’t blame them for being so excited; even I was stunned.

The so-called Holy Diamond Seal referred to the highest seal of the elven race – the Elf King’s seal. This seal was basically the proof of the elves’ royal authority, representing the elves’ supreme power.

The Holy Diamond Seal of every Elf King was different. The Goddess of Nature would bestow the Holy Diamond Seal on the day they ascended the throne. It was under the special protection of the goddess, and unless the Elf King took it out voluntarily, no one could take it away.

Cage’s Holy Diamond Seal was the only evidence that the Elf King trusted him.

All the questions about Cage’s identity were solved. He must have come at the request of the Elf King, which was no longer a question.

Some people in the meeting room started to change how they looked at the Holy Diamond Seal. Before they could say anything embarrassing, I said, “Please put it away, Mr. Cage. There’s no need to suspect your identity anymore.”

Someone glanced at me in dissatisfaction, perhaps blaming me for not forcing Cage to hand over the Holy Diamond Seal.

I turned a blind eye to these idiots who wanted to use the Holy Diamond Seal to plunder the elves. Not to mention whether such an action would put the werewolves on the blacklist of all supernatural races, just based on the current situation of the elves being divided, no one even cared about the last will of the Elf King, let alone a seal that couldn’t speak.

Since Cage was here on behalf of the Elf King, it was questionable whether or not he should accept the request to help the elves.

Those who agreed and those who disagreed each stuck to their own words.

The more open-minded ones believed that the two races were in close contact and that allowing the Azazel party to act wildly in the elven race would affect the safety of the werewolves.

If they turned a blind eye to the elves’ encounter, then in the future, if the werewolves needed help, their only neighbor would be powerless.

Those with more interests were more straightforward, “The creditors must always suppress the debtors. If we help the elves now, not only will we gain many benefits in the process, but it will also be much easier to blackmail them in the future.”

Many disagreed. Some believed that even if the elves were divided, the theft of the Mother Tree was still their internal affairs and that the werewolves should not interfere. Even with the Elf King’s instructions, which of the current forces would take it seriously?

No one wanted to waste their energy and get blamed for it. Moreover, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Didn’t the divided elven race still form a few powerful forces? They wouldn’t be so stupid as to hand over their people to outsiders, would they? They would deal with the problem of the Azazel party on their own.