"Oh? Is recognition all that's needed?" Zhou Leng asked.
The elves remained silent.
Silver Lake Moon straightforwardly replied, "According to the laws of the Elf Empire, if a member of an alien race saves elves in times of crisis, as long as enough elves use their blood to form a blood oath, they can confer the identity of an Elf Prophet. Once you become an Elf Prophet, you'll be transported to the Elf City just like us, and not to the dungeon."
Zhou Leng said, "What if someone betrays me?"
"Once the blood oath is made, no one can betray. Besides, this is a tacit rule of our Elf Empire for countless years, and no Elf Prophet has ever been judged by law."
Zhou Leng said, "So, you mean there have always been such Elf Prophets, and perhaps quite a few?"
Silver Lake Moon was silent for a long time and said, "Yes."
"It seems that your elf race knows how to adapt, then why are all the elves I've met so rigid?"
The elves remained silent.
