Lantrell's strength declined very quickly, and even Baal couldn't defeat him.

Barr is also a strong man stuck at level ninety-nine. He has never been able to find a chance to break through and has been stuck here for hundreds of years.

But he has accumulated a lot of experience and is still the strongest among the city lords.

"Indeed, but you have to understand that after you join us, you will become rivals with the elves. Do you really want to do this?"

"I'm sure."

Galadriel was very sure that since there was no other place to go but this, it would be better to stay here and wait for the opportunity to compete fairly with Amos.

Only Amos has the closest relationship with His Majesty. He has always been the first to win, which has made people unhappy for a long time. Unfortunately, they have no chance to change.

Now it can be considered a complete burnout.

"Then you won't have a chance to regret it." Seeing Galadriel's determination, Qiao Nan stopped trying to persuade Galadriel and instead took out a branch on his forearm from his backpack.

It's golden green, with a few more golden leaves on it.

Those are the branches of the Elf Mother Tree.

"This is a gift from the mother tree. I hope I can give it to you and stop thinking about them."

What Qiao Nan said may be a bit ambiguous. The Elf Mother Tree meant that he should not pay too much attention to the affairs of the elves, but to Galadriel, it sounded like the Elf Mother Tree had chosen to give up on him.

Galadriel was silent for a while: "Thank you."

"Okay." Qiao Nan did not give Galadriel a chance to feel sad, but took him to the military camp outside.

He was wearing clothes that were convenient for movement, so he didn't think anything was wrong: "I'll leave the sneak attack to you tonight, can you do it?"

Galadriel took a deep breath: "I can!"

He looked at these demons that he once looked down upon, suppressed his discomfort, and smiled at them, "Next, we will be your comrades-in-arms."

He thought he would get a response from these people, but these soldiers were indeed very dismissive.

"Tch - where did the little brat come from to order us!" The people standing at the front didn't buy it at all.
Chapter completed!