"As expected, Rosalind will take the initiative to attack Wens, because she needs Wens to directly seize the Authority of Vitality, which will make her devouring ability even more frenzied and powerful."
York would try to escape into the darkness, while Vanessa would actively pursue his trail, because she had always longed to extend her controlling tentacles through the medium of Shadow.
"As for the Hall, I originally planned to leave him for last."
"After all, he has too many clones, and his ability to spread the virus is too strong. The Hall Lineage is the only one that can spread Blood Poison without biting or scratching. In terms of infectivity alone, no one can surpass it."
"So the only way to completely sever his connection with the outside world is with that crystal seal, but that would also mean that the two of us would be sealed inside as well. So Hall planned to deal with it last."
"It doesn't matter who wins or loses in those two battles, because although we can't handle seven Grand Dukes, we can still handle five."
"The only thing I didn't expect was their insatiable greed, cowardice, and dishonesty..."
After berating the vampires, the elven mage sighed and said:
"Those three idiots, Wens, Rosalind, and York, actually sent only a messenger to fob us off because they were afraid of affecting the progress of the Demon Realm conquest."
"After Vanessa realized that the three main figures hadn't arrived, she also decided to end the ' True Blood Alliance ' early. Even the three dukes had no right to participate in discussions in front of these grand dukes, let alone the marquises they had sent. Their perfunctory attitude couldn't be clearer."
Everyone looked at each other in surprise, not expecting the classic "idiot beats expert" segment to happen again.
They didn't find anything unreasonable about the elves' account. According to official encyclopedia data, Müller-chan Adrian, the former Blood Corpse Marquis of Rosalind Lineage, was one of the three messengers who came at that time.
With all these details matching up, the audience became even more engrossed in the story.
The elf calmed himself down and continued:
"Seeing the alliance meeting about to end, we knew the other three grand dukes were unlikely to attend. This was our last chance, so we launched a surprise attack at the last minute..."
Even if we can't seal all seven Grand Dukes at once, we can at least deal with one of them.
"Wait a moment."
[ On the Do Some Farm Work ] frowned slightly, raised his hand, and asked:
"So, did you already have the Dragon Heart by then?"
The fact that [ Do Some Farm Work ] asked this question shows that it was listening attentively to the story, and the Short-Eared Elf showed a pleased expression:
"The matter of Aeldra came a little earlier. That day, the two of us first taught Aeldra a lesson, obtained what I needed, and then infiltrated Klaf City before launching the raid."
A lesson learned—does this refer to breaking into the home of a nearly ten-thousand-year-old dragon, beating its inhabitants, then ripping out its heart and running away?
[ Do Some Farm Work ] Shocked:
"He should be more powerful than the Grand Duke, right? How could you handle such a huge matter?"
"This is a bit complicated, but in short, my abilities are somewhat countered by the Amber Dragon, and given that it was two against one, defeating him shouldn't have been difficult, especially since it was a surprise attack. You'll understand later."
The elven mage smiled, keeping everyone in suspense, and began his final statement:
"Just like I planned, I beat up Antos first, then Adelaide, then I took Vanessa's bones, and then the plan fell apart, since those three idiots didn't show up."
"However, since things have come to this, I could only hastily cobble together a staff from the dragon's heart and spine and begin to deal with the problems of the Hall Lineage."
"Without the Grand Duke's infighting, we only had time left to choose between Vanessa and Hall, and Hall was more contagious, so we had to choose him."
"Moreover, Vanessa, whose bones have been removed, is already permanently and severely injured. Killing her would be easier than at any point in the past thousands of years. I believe someone with the will will seize the opportunity."
Hall knew this was a matter of life and death, and that they had to use all their strength to deal with us.
"So he began to Harvest the power of all the Blood Corpse in the lineage, and in the end his strength slightly surpassed mine."
"However, this is also part of the plan. Although Hall is the strongest after regaining all his power, his infectivity has become the weakest."
He knew this too, so he kept trying to possess both of us during the battle, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.
"After tricking him into using most of his power, I used the High Tier spell I had prepared for the Hall to create a lava space that enveloped us, and within it, a huge cluster of crystals was generated."
At this point, the elven mage pointed to the elven assassin beside him:
"She wasn't helping to maintain the procedure, so I just put her to sleep."
"But Hall and I have remained fully conscious throughout these eighty years. I needed to spare time to maintain the seals in various locations, while Hall is immune to hypnotic attacks."
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] thought for a moment and asked:
"Since you were both awake, didn't he try to bribe you to break the seal and let him out?"
Of course.
When this was mentioned, the Short-Eared Elf immediately revealed a mischievous grin:
"I know vampires are capable of anything, so I pretended to be asleep from the beginning and completely ignored the price he offered me."
"Do you know what Hall promised? In the end, he practically offered to give me the whole world and even be my dog, just to let me out! Hahahaha!"
"So you pretended to be asleep Hall believed you?"
"[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]" he asked, puzzled.
"Good question."
The Short-Eared Elf looked towards the corner of the soundproof barrier, and only then did everyone realize—
There's also a clone of the Hall lying there.
Countless eyes turned to him, and Hall, sporting the player skin, gave him a disdainful look and said:
"I knew it would be like this, you son of a bitch."
One player scoffed and said:
"Why don't you try a few more times? I know a big boss who wanted to hire a director, and he came to his door three times."
Hall, who had already turned away, suddenly turned back, looking at the talkative player who had mocked him with a look of utter frustration:
Do you know how long I talked to him before I gave up trying to bribe him?
How could that player know such a thing? So he shrugged and casually guessed:
"A week, or a month?"
Hall, with a ferocious, predatory expression, said:
"Thirty years! I told him for a full thirty years, and he didn't even blink once before I believed he was truly asleep!"
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged bewildered glances.
The perseverance and willpower of vampires are something that ordinary people cannot achieve, but unfortunately, elves are even better in this regard.
No wonder the Short-Eared Elf always seemed a bit talkative; it turns out it was something he'd been holding back for eighty years...
The elven mage chuckled and said:
"So that's the story of the Short-Eared Elf. Do you have any further questions?"