It only took thirty minutes to get from the Great Zhou border to the Elf Forest Station. The Elf Port was farther away, but at the train's speed, it still wouldn't take long.
Sitting inside the carriage, Eredar could only watch the scenery outside blur past. Before long, the train had officially entered Great Zhou territory.
At that moment, the Dark Elves who had come on the same train, Eredar included, could not help looking dazed.
They felt as though they had suddenly gone from one world to another.
For the Dark Elves experiencing this for the first time, the sensation was nothing short of inconceivable.
"Is this Great Zhou?!"
"To be honest, we only occupied this area a few years ago."
Zhou Xu did not mind telling Eredar about it. He briefly explained how they had fought the Goblin Kingdom, ultimately defeated it, and occupied its territory.
Eredar clapped on the spot, cheering.
If it had been that fellow Wright, he would have only driven them back and refused to kill them—he would probably even have let them off.
Eredar had never been able to stand Wright's temperament.
When he had spoken with Zhou Xu earlier, Eredar had already sensed that some of their ideals were highly compatible.
That was one of the main reasons he was willing to submit to Great Zhou.
After hearing this little story, Eredar wholeheartedly approved of Great Zhou's way of doing things. It suited his style perfectly!
Without realizing it, even his loyalty had risen by one point, reaching sixty-nine.
What did this mean?
It meant that in many cases, agreement in ideals mattered more than race.
As long as both sides were on the same wavelength, you did not even need to deliberately do anything. The other party's loyalty would rise on