"We humans have always envied the elves' longevity, but soon that will be no longer an issue. We will attain a lifespan even longer than the elves."
Gedwyn said confidently, watching as the corpses were sealed into coffins. The next step was to wait for the miraculous moment to arrive.
Just then, a private message channel suddenly pinged.
Gedwyn looked down and couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, here it came.
You can leave now, Uther. I need to meditate in solitude.
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Aidan: Gedwyn, my man, are you seriously going to swallow up Altland.
Gedwyn: Rather than swallowing, I'd prefer to call it a partnership. Altland is small with few citizens. Instead of clinging to what's left, it's better to join Lordaeron and become part of the great Lordaeron Empire. You and your brother can grow stronger with me. When Lordaeron achieves its imperial ambitions, you brothers, as high-ranking officials of the empire, will definitely have more dignity than reigning over a minor kingdom.