The carriage stopped in front of the Elven embassy. As soon as Engelwey and Bluer alighted, a middle-aged elf quickly stepped forward and handed Engelwey a letter, whispering, "Lord, this is a secret letter from our family, delivered by swift eagle. It must be something important."
The middle-aged elf glanced at Bluer with some curiosity. He had never seen this beautiful girl before. How could she get off the carriage with Lord Engelwey?
The magically sealed envelope was unlocked in Engelwey's hands. He pulled out the letter, read it for a moment, and his expression changed instantly. Looking at Bluer, he said, "Third... Miss Cheryl, come with me. I have something to tell you."
"Okay." Bluer nodded slightly, following Engelwey inside with some curiosity.
"What happened to our family?" Bluer asked curiously as they entered the room.
"Take a look for yourself." Engelwey said, handing over the letter in his hand.
"Princess Irina has actually come out of the cave! And I'm in the Chaos City! It hurts so much, I missed such an important thing!" Bluer took the letter, glanced at it, and immediately clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.
"That's not the point at all! Lord Hubert of the Kroll family was killed, Her Majesty the Queen's amendment of the Elven Codex and the abolition of slavery, these are huge shocks to all the major Elven families, and may even shake our foundations. Third Young Master, these are the things a qualified heir should see first." Engelwey said to Bluer with a hint of disappointment.
"Is that so? I think you've missed the point. Elven families only started to emerge after the end of the racial wars, and then, thanks to Helena's reforms, they became the current situation where several major families divide the Elven race. Is what you call the foundation the foundation accumulated over these decades? I think it's Helena and the various families who completely overturned the Elven race's original foundation. Thousands of years of free and unrestrained life are the true foundation of the Elven race." Bluer looked at Engelwey and shook his head with a smile, continuing, "Do you know why Princess Irina has so many admirers and supporters among the Elven race? It's not because of her strength, but because we see in her what an Elf should be like: noble and elegant, free and unrestrained, unburdened."
Engelwey looked at the slightly mocking smile on Bluer's face and fell silent. After a while, he said seriously, "This is the trend of the times. Each race should do its own thing. Only by making the Elf race stronger can we protect more Elves from enslavement when the next calamity comes."
"Enslaving them while telling them it's to protect them from others' enslavement? And then sending them to the front lines in wartime to protect those who enslave them? Isn't that the idea behind all the major families?" Bluer looked into Engelwey's eyes earnestly, "Engelwey, you've experienced the trials of countless years, the trials of racial wars. I want to ask you, are the elves in the Wind Forest truly happy now? Even those lazy elves in the major families, accustomed to being served, are they truly happy?"
Engelwey fell silent again, and Bluer remained silent, but his gaze was still fixed on Engelwey, awaiting his answer.
"Perhaps you are indeed not suited to be the heir of the Bebili family." Engelwey said, looking at Bluer with a smile. "However, you are suited to be a thinker. The Bebili family needs a thinker like you, and perhaps the elves do too. So I won't say these things to a third person, including the patriarch. But I hope you won't easily tell others either, at least not until you sit in that position that can change everything. These words are best kept to yourself."
"Some things I only say to the right people." Bluer smiled, his clenched hand slowly relaxing.
"Looking back on my nearly eight hundred years of life, the most lifeless time for the elves wasn't during the racial wars when the Wind Forest was almost conquered by demons and orcs. Even then, the melodious songs in the Wind Forest never ceased, and everyone's hearts were filled with hope and longing for the future and life. But now, in the Wind Forest, we can no longer hear those cheerful songs. Gathering wild fruits has become work, and the days of sitting on the treetops all day are gone. Without war, they are even less happy, which is truly a sad thing." Engelwey's expression was somewhat melancholy.
"This is why I've stayed in the Chaos City. Compared to the Wind Forest, this city is vibrant, and the soil of freedom is becoming increasingly fertile. I believe that one day, different flowers will bloom here, but I don't know if I'll have the chance to see it. It's a comfortable city, just like the Wind Forest back then." Engelwey smiled, seeing hope rekindled in Bluer's eyes, and said with a smile, "If you want to help the Elf Princess, you must be strong enough. The major families have already divided up the entire Elf race, and even Her Majesty the Queen can only abolish one or two rules in the Elven Codex."
"At times like these, I need to use my stunning good looks to influence them." Bluer sighed, then looked at Engelwey and nodded seriously: "In that case, I'll leave it to you, so that the Wind Forest may one day once again resound with the song of freedom."
"In my lifetime, I only wish to hear it one more time." Engelwey nodded with a smile.
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"The system rejected your request and rolled its eyes at you."
A line of text floated through Mai Ge's mind, followed by an eye-rolling emoji.
"System, are you happy with this prank?" Mai Ge couldn't help but roll his eyes. It seemed that the system was still upset about the tea leaves.
Mai Ge remained completely unmoved by this, let alone feeling any guilt. When it comes to making money, if he didn't mess with the system a bit, he wouldn't have made any big money.
"Alright, it seems you're not planning to make this money. In that case, I'll just have to use Amy's music box. There are still a dozen or twenty nursery rhymes in it. Although the styles are a bit mixed, but it's still okay." Mai Ge said calmly, preparing to get up to get the music box.
"Host, how can a classy, upscale restaurant play music like 'Gokuraku Jodo' while its guests are dining? If they're all shaking their legs while eating, how can they enjoy their food? It's a disaster." the system's voice rang out, tinged with anguish.
"What does it matter? It perfectly showcases the uniqueness of our restaurant and provides a completely different experience for our guests." Mai Ge said nonchalantly.
The system solemnly stated, "Chef God's restaurant must pay attention to every detail. Appropriate music can greatly enhance the restaurant's ambiance. Different styles of restaurants require different music pairings, and this pairing needs to be based on..."
"Alright, ingredient seller, give me a Jay Chou music pack first. How much?" Mai Ge interrupted the system directly.
"Sorry, host, Jay Chou's music has been temporarily removed due to copyright issues. We are currently actively communicating to restore it as soon as possible." the system's weak voice sounded.