Chapter 2279 - Think (3) (1/2)

The meeting hall was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Usually, for a place of such importance, there would be grand pillars and elegant embroidery. However, this so-called elders' gathering hall wasn't very grandiose at all.

In the background, a raging river that could swallow up even a whale rushed on. Its waters were so dark that one would think it was flowing with oil instead of water.

Before this lake, there were several dozen elders. Some were aged, some were youth, but each of them had the signature drooping ears and elegance appearance of dwarves.

There were no seats or thrones. In fact, each one of them stood tall. It should have been an odd atmosphere, but it was actually awe inspiring. There was an aura that could make one's bones quack in the air.

Dyon stood amidst all of this with a calm expression. To his side, Calen explained the situation with a bowed head. When he finished, he didn't dare to raise his gaze and instead continued to stare at the moist dirt beneath his feet.

Dyon, however, met the gaze of each and every elder. It seemed he was keen on seeing through each and every one of them.

”Are you aware of the history between the dwarves and elves, young man?”

The dwarven elder who spoke didn't seem to be in charge. Or, more accurately, it was hard to tell whether or not he was. Dyon could easily tell that they were all Half-Step Transcendents, but there didn't seem to be different rankings among them.

From this, Dyon concluded that the true powerhouses of the clan were not here, but this was to be expected. After all, to them, he was a youth of not even 1000 years old. And, even if he was older, it wasn't as though Calen had the power to invite individuals of that level out. Dyon would have to rely on himself for that.

”I am not…” Dyon responded frankly. He could have probably asked the World Tree for the details, but he had neglected to. To Dyon, the truth wasn't truly all that important. Whether or not the dwarves were hostile to him didn't make one difference. With his strength, he could come and go as he pleased.

Plus, this wasn't his true appearance. If things went south, in order avoid unnecessary trouble, he would just revery back to his true appearance and pretend as though he had never come across the dwarves. Then he would silently make contingency plans in case they planned on attacking his wife and her clan simply because they were elves.

”… The only history I'm aware of is elven, and that history alone is tragic enough. You could say my race tore each other apart in your absence.”

After some thought, Dyon decided on adding these words. If the dwarves were hostile, this would likely lighten a load on their hearts because their enemies would get what they deserved. If they weren't hostile, this would show both Dyon's humility and express a will to rise to the top once more as one.