Georgie, without being disconcerted, took the initiative to show his polite bow to Tingge. Then he smiled and said:
"I represent the Great Prince and the human race, and actually, there are two main matters I wish to discuss with His Majesty the King."
"The first thing is that I founded an academy in the Elven city of Dolderni. The hope is that humans, elves, and dwarves can interact and exchange knowledge within this academy, thus enhancing their individual abilities together."
"The second matter is that I hope the Kingdom of Menegris will dispatch troops to assist in combating the army of fire demons led by the Lord of Fire, and to rebuild the defense line around Angmar."
"You human, the two matters you mentioned, Anglorod and Agnoldor have already discussed with me before, and I have given a clear answer."
"If you want to bring it up again, there is no need."
"Since you are an envoy sent by Finrod, I will allow you to stay here for a while and then leave with some jewels."
Upon hearing George's words, Tingge laughed aloud, thinking that what George said was just a joke.
"How dare a mere human speak such arrogant words! Hurry up and thank the king's grace before leaving. To be able to stand in this palace is already an honor for you!"
One of the noble inheritors stepped forward, pointing at George with a disdainful expression and rebuking him.
"Ellison, do you have any business speaking here? Shut up, or else I'll knock out another one of your teeth when you leave!"
When Keleborne heard someone trouble George, he immediately stretched out his white and delicate fists and showed it off.
It's uncertain whether George's strength is as great as his two brothers said, but he is at least sent by his older brother and personally received by her. He counts as an ally, so how can she allow other elves to mistreat him?
Upon hearing this, Ellison, the noble inheritor, was frightened and immediately hid behind his father.
"Keleborne, I indulge you because you are a maiden elven, but don't think that I am really unable to defeat you."
When Keleborne first came to the kingdom, he pursued her, but since Keleborne's standard for a mate was someone stronger than herself, he had also sparred with her as part of the other elves.
As a result, he lost a tooth and had both his arms dislocated.
"And I'm not wrong either. He's just a human being, and he wants to exchange knowledge with us elves. Is he qualified?"
"This is Ellison, right? Have you ever heard of something called the Snaga in the Underdark?"
George turned to look at Ellison after hearing this, and his tone began to become stern.
He is representing the elves and humans from the two bloodlines of Fenogild and Fenrodo, to come to the Grey Elves to cooperate for mutual benefits, not to come here to ask for favors. There's no need to be humble and servile.
Doing so would only make Tingge and these elven nobles look down on us.
As the saying goes, "the blacksmith must first make the iron strong." As long as he is strong enough, he doesn't need to fear challenges and a strong response will be more effective.
In war, allies will not work with you because you are humble and plead for mercy, but because they can benefit from the common interests you bring.
"What is this 'Snaga in the Underdark'?"
Ellison was a bit stunned.
George smiled and explained:
"The Snaga are a type of half-orc. Due to their small stature and weak attack power, they mainly work in the lower cellars of Angmar, handling labor and chores."
One day, while delivering food to the prison, he encountered a captive Nochi Elf who was being held there. He boasted about his life, saying that his living conditions were wonderful and he could even eat seven-thirds full every day without being beaten.
And the Elf listened and was full of disdain, telling him about the vastness outside the Underdark, beyond Angmar, and the lavish daily life of Elves in Valinor.
Upon hearing the Elf's description, the Snaga realized how narrow his own perspective was.
"Hahaha, interesting metaphor. You really are an interesting human."
Lucien, who is perched beside the throne, is as smart as a fox and immediately understands George's underlying message from his words. He can't help but burst out laughing.
After hesitating for a while, Ellison finally realized that George was mocking him.
"Human, I will duel with you!"
Ellison, who felt humiliated in front of Princess Lucien, turned red with embarrassment and immediately drew out his Elven sword, throwing it in front of George.
Tingge, seated on the throne, addressed George with a somewhat cold expression.
"Human, are you willing to accept Ellison's challenge?"
"If you refuse, then I will consider your previous words as mere bluster from a timid person."
Our Grey Elf Kingdom does not welcome such cowards. You may leave directly."
George's story, on the surface, was mocking Ellison, but in reality, it was making fun of the entire Grey Elf Kingdom, including himself as the King.
So he had little goodwill towards George.
He was now eager to see George humiliated in front of Ellison and then have someone sent to throw this arrogant human out of the forest.
"I accept. You should not think humans are weak. Their strength is beyond what you can imagine."
George kicked the Elven sword on the ground, and it "whoosh" returned precisely to Ellison's sword sheath, causing everyone's brow to furrow.
This human seems to have some skill.
In fact, George does not have the exceptional technique of kicking the sword into its scabbard. He is indeed strong physically, but he is just strong, not a martial artist who can precisely control force.
Even when he occasionally engages in physical combat, he is not a technical fighter, but rather one who relies on sheer strength to crush bricks and dominate opponents with brute force.
So the impressive return of the sword to its scabbard was actually just because he used his superpower of controlling metal.
Not to mention controlling the sword to take off someone's head from a distance, which should not be a difficult task for him at his current ability.
In the great hall, Ellison and George stood face to face.
Two Elven guards in gold armor carry a huge weapon rack, on which are various Elven weapons, including Elven swords, lances, bows and hand axes.
"Human, I will not use the Sunstroke sword in my hand. We will choose weapons of equal quality from this weapon rack and have a fair duel!"
Ellison threw a far more advanced Elven sword than those on the rack nearby and chose an Elven sword and a bow from the rack instead.
Grey Elves, despite not being bathed in the light of the Two Trees, are considerably weaker in individual combat than the Noldor Elves. However, due to their long-term residence in the forest, they are slightly better with bows compared to Noldor Elves.
Moreover, Dor-lómin has been shrouded in the power of the Maia for a long time. The Grey Elves born here are still stronger in physique than those Green Elves from the far east who have not moved since the beginning.
Of course, they are much stronger than humans.
"I am a mage and do not need weapons. You choose freely."
George smiled.
Although Ellison's words were unpleasant, he was not a bad person. George decided to give him some face later on.
