"I am very sorry, Flame... Lord Saloman."
We are acting on the orders of the Supreme Council to take you back now.
"Please cooperate with us." An elf in military uniform walked over. He was about to call Salamander the Elf King, but realized his mistake the moment he uttered the words.
Salamander has now been removed from his position as Elf King.
That's when they changed their tune.
"Hmm." Saloman nodded calmly; she had known this arrangement would happen all along.
Naturally, he didn't care at all and naturally prepared to follow these elves back to the Holy Elf Empire.
She had even thought about her next steps.
It's impossible for her to be sentenced to death.
After all, he was once the Elf King.
In the history of the Holy Elf Empire, there have been Elf Kings who were deposed, but there has never been an Elf King who was executed.
The Holy Elf Empire would not allow such a thing to happen.
Therefore, there is a high probability that you will be charged with some crime and subjected to several rounds of interrogation in the High Council, answering their pointless questions.
Ultimately, he will be confined to a planet on some pretext to spend the rest of his life.
Meanwhile, her own people will elect a new Flame Elf King, and she will soon become history.
Now she only hopes that the High Council's trial can end quickly, and ideally, that they will prepare a document in advance so she can sign it without even bothering to read it.
Then, on the planet she chose for herself, she preferred one with good weather, as she disliked cold and rainy days.
Ideally, there would be two more stars on a planet with a year-round temperature above 30 degrees Celsius.
The thought of lying comfortably in the desert every day, basking in the sun, sounds incredibly appealing.
"etc."
Just then, several shuttles suddenly appeared. One of them squeezed directly into the already crowded berth, while the rest hovered outside, as if deliberately blocking the route.
Then, the shuttle that had squeezed in started up, and a squad of JF-17 Thunder soldiers disembarked.
The one walking in front was a JF-17 officer, wearing a JF-17 uniform. Judging from his rank, he was a major general!
It's important to know that Major General Xiaolong's position is by no means low.
If you're in the JF-17 Legion fleet, you can command at least a corps fleet, or serve as the deputy commander of a legion fleet, and you can also have a T6-class flagship.
And now, such a special Major General, Xiaolong, has actually appeared here.
This was truly unexpected.
What's most surprising is that the young Major General at the front is wearing a special medal on his chest.
It was a golden dragon pattern.
That means they are the Royal Guards of the Xiaolong Interstellar Empire!
This further enhances the prestige of this Major General JF-17.
Because the Imperial Guards were directly under the command of Emperor Xiaolong.
In other words, even the two five-star marshals of the Dragon Star Empire did not have the authority to order them around.
Because this is a 'royal privilege'!
"We are here on orders to escort Lord Salamander, the Flame Elf King, to the Dragonflight Interstellar Empire as a guest!" The Major General of the Royal Guard stepped forward directly, seemingly disregarding the high elf soldiers of the High Council.
Upon hearing the words of the major general and royal guard, the high elf officer also realized that something was wrong. If Salamand were to be taken away by them...
They won't be able to explain that to the members of the High Council.
He hurriedly stopped him, saying, "This is Lord Xiaolong, the Imperial Guard."
This Salamander is from our Holy Elf Empire, and now the High Council wants to take her back.
Therefore, you cannot take this person away!
The major general and royal guard paid no attention to the man's obstruction and continued walking toward the Flame Elf King Saloman, saying as he walked, "I didn't say you couldn't take him back."
However, I must keep the appointment first.
After all, this is an invitation from His Majesty the Emperor of the Dragon Clan.
The major general of the Royal Guard suddenly stopped and looked at the high elf officer with a slight smile: "Could it be that, given the current relationship between our Dragonflight Interstellar Empire and your country..."
Can't you even meet this small request?
If that's the case, then I'll have to go back and have a serious talk with our chief secretary about this."
“But...” the high elf officer wanted to say something more.
However, she was interrupted by the Major General of the Royal Guard, who patted the High Elf officer on the shoulder with a smile and said, "No need to be so nervous."
I'll take the person with me now.
You can go back and report to your superiors.
Then our Xiaolong Interstellar Empire can pick them up.
This person is in our Xiaolong Interstellar Empire, so what do you have to worry about?
Or do you simply not trust us?
Faced with the formidable presence of this major general, a member of the Imperial Guard.
Before the high elf officer could speak, the major general of the Royal Guard walked directly up to the Flame Elf King Saloman.
When facing the Flame Elf King Salamander, the Major General Royal Guard's attitude was clearly completely different from their attitude towards the previous High Elf officer.
The major general, a member of the Royal Guard, stood up straight and saluted the Flame Elf King, Saloman, before saying solemnly, "Your Majesty, please come with us."
The Flame Elf King Salamander was somewhat taken aback by this sudden change in the situation.
But she also understood what was going on, and she frowned as she asked, "I am very grateful for your help now."
But if doing so would affect relations between our two countries, then I don't want that to happen.
The major general, a member of the Imperial Guard, smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that."
This step was arranged with the consent of our Emperor Xiaolong and Secretary Lilith.
And... you'd better cooperate with us.
Because it is in accordance with the orders and instructions given by our Emperor.
One point was emphasized: if you do not cooperate with us...
We will take enforcement measures.
In other words, no matter who tries to stop you here today, even if you yourself are unwilling.
We must also bring you back to the Empire.
As you know, we, the Imperial Guards, only obey the orders of His Majesty the Emperor.
Once His Majesty the Emperor issues an order, we, the Imperial Guards, will carry it out no matter what.
Therefore, we hope that Your Excellency the Elf King will not make things difficult for us.
The major general, a member of the Imperial Guard, said with a grin.
The Flame Elf King Salamander was somewhat speechless.
But she knew that this was probably really the order that guy gave.
Only that guy would issue such an order.
"It seems I have no choice but to go with you," said Salamander, the Flame Elf King, helplessly.
"Please." The major general, a member of the Imperial Guard, extended his hand and led the way.
The Flame Elf King Salamander had no choice but to follow behind.
The high elf officers could only watch helplessly as the people they were supposed to take away were loaded onto the shuttles of the Dragon Star Empire right before their eyes, and then these shuttles headed towards the Dragon Star Fleet parked not far away.
That's right!
It's a fleet.
Although there are only thirty interstellar warships.
But those were all interstellar fleets bearing the emblem of the Falcon Dragon.
Now, in this group of universes.
It can be said that as long as you have this dragon emblem, even a T1-level interstellar warship can move freely in any interstellar civilization universe.
This is the unique position of the Xiaolong Interstellar Empire.
The Holy Elf Empire's interstellar warships could only watch helplessly as the Wyvern interstellar fleet sailed away.
Inside a luxurious room.
The Flame Elf King Salam looked at the spacious room and the fruit prepared on the table.
"Your Excellency Elf King, please rest here for now."
There is fresh fruit on the table, all of which you will enjoy.
If that's not enough, you can call on artificial intelligence.
Please feel free to ask if you need anything.
This voyage is expected to take twelve hours.
"You can rest well in your room for the next twelve hours," said the Major General, a member of the Imperial Guard, standing at the door.
"Are you also planning to put me under house arrest?" the Flame Elf King Salamander said sarcastically.
The major general, a member of the Imperial Guard, waved his hands repeatedly, then said, "I dare not."
You can go anywhere on this starship if you wish.
However... Secretary Lilith has instructed that you may have a lot of heavy work ahead of you.
So, please take this time to rest well.
"Heavy workload?"
"What does this mean?" asked Salamander, the Flame Elf King, in confusion.
The major general of the Imperial Guard said, "I don't know either. We are just following orders."
With that, the Major General of the Royal Guard took his leave and left the room.
The Flame Elf King Salamander didn't make things difficult for the other party any further, and picked up the fruit on the table to eat.
It tastes really good.
Although both are from the Holy Elf Empire, the taste has completely surpassed that of those cultivated in the Holy Elf Empire.
It seems that the fruits cultivated by that guy's Eden-class starship are really quite good.
I ate some more.
The Flame Elf King Salamander simply took the fruit platter and lay down on the soft bed.
A short while later, the piece of fruit she had just taken a bite of fell to the ground.
She herself fell fast asleep.
She was really exhausted during this period; she hadn't slept in bed for almost several months.
The place I spent the most time in was the desk in the staff department's office.
"Lord Elf King?"
Lord Saloman? "
A voice called out to me.
In an instant, the Flame Elf King Salamander leaped up, his eyes filled with fighting spirit and killing intent.
"Fight! Defend!"
But the next second, she saw the clean, unfamiliar rooms around her and froze, as if her memories had not yet been awakened.
"Your Excellency Elf King, we have arrived," the major general, a member of the Royal Guard, said with a smile as he stood beside him.
Only then did the Flame Elf King Salamander realize what was happening.
Having already been dismissed from his post, why should he worry about anything on the battlefield?
Where are we?
"Is this Chang'an City in your Xiaolong Galaxy?" Flame Elf King Saloman stood up and stretched.
She saw the fruit with a missing piece at her feet.
The bite site had rotted and turned black at the edges after being left there for more than ten hours.
She crouched down, picked it up, walked to the nearby trash can, peeled off all the blackened parts, and saw the clean fruit flesh again.
She put it in her mouth and chewed it clean.
"Go down and see for yourself, and you'll see," the Major General of the Imperial Guard said with a slight smile.
"Just like your emperors, they've all learned to keep things mysterious." Flame Elf King Salam rolled his eyes.
Then I caught up with the other person.
After walking through the corridor, a large door appeared, much like an elevator.
Upon approaching, the major general of the Royal Guard pressed a button.
They stayed in that space of just a few square meters for about ten seconds.
It was accompanied by a ding-dong sound.
The door opened.
Then a wave of heat swept over us.
The major general of the Imperial Guard quietly activated the cooling function of his uniform, because the outside temperature had exceeded thirty degrees Celsius, and in places exposed to the sun, the perceived temperature would even exceed forty degrees Celsius.
When the Flame Elf King Salamander felt the heat wave, a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.
Because of the special nature of her body, she really enjoys this scorching environment.
However, when on a starship, the most conventional ecological environment is generally used because the lives of all crew members must be taken into account.
Although that wouldn't make her feel too uncomfortable, it wouldn't be the most comfortable feeling either.
However, all aspects must be taken into account, and such sacrifices are unavoidable.
Only during rest periods can one experience this unique sensation in the entertainment simulator.
However, the simulated feeling is completely different from the actual experience.
And now, that feeling.
The Flame Elf King Salamander was certain that all of this was real, and not some kind of full-fledged simulation technology.
She stepped out of the space in front of her.
The sudden intense sunlight made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she looked up at the sky.
I happened to see three stars.
"This galaxy is illuminated by three stars."
If we calculate a day in a 24-hour system, then 20 hours of that time are daytime.
The average annual temperature is 40 degrees Celsius, and the highest temperature on a single day can reach 55 degrees Celsius. If you are directly exposed to starlight, the perceived temperature can even reach nearly 65 degrees Celsius.
In special circumstances, the temperature may even reach seventy degrees Celsius.
According to records, the surface temperature of this planet once reached as high as 100 degrees Celsius.
There is very little water above ground, but there is enough water underground to sustain life, and the water here is rather special... how should I put it... it is heat-resistant.
Therefore, this unique ecological balance can be maintained here. "The Major General, a member of the Royal Guard, seemed to have done his homework, introducing the planet to the Flame Elf King Salamander like a tour guide.
"So... where is this place?" Flame Elf King Saloman looked curiously at the major general of the Royal Guard in front of him.
We awaited her response.
