Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

The same was true for the fleet in space. Although the Eldar fleet did not try to contact the Stars, they were also very tactful and did not enter the range of the Stars. They were only responsible for the outer realm, leaving the defense of the planet's orbit to humans.

Although it cannot be called cooperation, it can be barely called harmony.

And as the corruption of the Warp dissipated, both sides sensed the change.

Nono and Noa in orbit successfully restored communication, and Iliette also established contact with the Eldar.

"The subspace rift has been closed. Retreat to the forest and do not conflict with humans!"

Iliette gave numerous warnings, fearing that the two sides would start fighting over a disagreement.

On the one hand, humans and the Eldar were both once the overlords of the galaxy, and both had orthodox heritage inherited from the ancient empire. They both had their own arrogance, so naturally they disliked each other.

On the other hand, the relationship between the two sides has indeed not been very harmonious over the past ten thousand years.

But at least from now on, Iliette hopes that she can change all this.

In her long life of thousands of years in two lives, Iliette learned one thing:

If you want to save the Eldar, the only way is to cooperate with the Rogue Traders!

To achieve this goal, Iliette is willing to sacrifice many things, including the Prophet's life.

If they are sensible, they should voluntarily give up their rights.

But if they didn't know what was best for them, Iliette would have to help them.

After cutting off communication with her fellow tribesmen, Iliette turned to Noah and thanked him solemnly:

"Thank you for everything you have done for Crudalahe and Lilaizen, Lord Noah!"

Noah said modestly:

"Without your help, it would be difficult for me to kill Enrica."

"No matter what, it is an undeniable fact that you saved Lilaizan. I hope this incident can be the beginning of our good cooperation."

"I hope so too."

Noah smiled and held out his hand to Iliette.

Iliette was slightly startled, then she stretched out her fair jade hand and placed it in Noah's palm.

Just like in their previous life, they once again became friends in battle, establishing an unbreakable friendship, and...

Love.

Ilya was particularly over the top and said softly:

"I'm sorry, Lord Noah, I have to leave for a while. My fellow tribesmen are calling me."

"Of course, light."

Iliette's figure disappeared in a few flashes. Noah stared at the direction where she disappeared. When he turned around, he met Cassia's slightly puffed face. The eldest lady never hid her emotions.

Noah asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

"What are you looking at me doing?"

"Look what you're looking at!"

"So what am I looking at?"

"You're looking at her!"

"No, I'm looking at you."

"You're lying! You were clearly looking at her!"

The girl's ruby ​​eyes stared at Noah, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

Most people observe their targets by looking at changes in their eyes and micro-expressions.

But Cassia is different, she can see people's colors.

Different colors flash around everyone, and different colors are the intuitive expression of different emotions. By identifying these colors, Cassia can accurately tell other people's attitudes towards her.

Noah gently held the girl's waist and whispered softly in her ear:

"That was just now. At least I'm looking at you now, right?"

Cassia lowered her head, drooped her eyelashes, and listened in silence, but a faint smile quietly appeared on her lips.

Around Noah, colorful lights flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

But the most common ones are pure white and light pink.

Pure white represents sincerity, while light pink represents love...

The girl's body suddenly softened, and her pale, haggard face turned red.

"The eldest lady is still easy to deal with."

Noah thought quietly that there was still a small gap between reality and games.

In the game, he can ignore the conflicts between different emotional lines by cheating and build his own harmonious harem.

But in reality, they are all flesh and blood, living people.

There will be conflicts and rejections between each other, and even jealousy.

Especially Cassia, she is the biggest jealous person in the game.

She is the only one who will come directly to Noah when there is a conflict in their relationships and force him to choose between her and another person.

But on the other hand, the eldest daughter is also easy to deal with. As long as you coax her, anything can be fooled.

In fact, Noah had a vague guess that rather than saying that the young lady was jealous, it would be better to say that she was just using this method to confirm her position in his heart. If one day he stopped coaxing her, the young lady would probably be extremely anxious.

Noah called her name softly:

"Cassia."

"Hmm?" Cassia blinked.

Noah held her cheek and whispered:

"I'm tired."

"Eh?"

Cassia was a little flustered. The increasingly charming pink made her feel at a loss, and her pretty face flushed:

"I-I'm not tired yet."

"It's okay. I can make you tired."

Noah's constant pressure made Cassia whimper and fall into his arms, but she still refuted:

“No, that’s not possible. I just had a conversation with… with the evil god…”

"So this isn't resolved, is it?"

Noah wasn't worried at all. He could just reset it manually while he was doing it.

Don't worry, it's okay!

Noah bent down and kissed the girl's pale pink lips. Cassia blinked her eyelashes, closed her eyes with a look of reluctance and willingness, looking ready to be taken advantage of.

But as soon as Noah kissed her, Cassia suddenly found the strength to break free from his arms.

"No, no! At least wait..."

Noah couldn't hear her whisper because it was so quiet, especially since she was running so fast.

Noah was not in a hurry.

Where can she run to?

Anyway, it's getting dark, and they will have to rest sooner or later.

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"Lord Si Zhan, the prophets are here."

Iliette heard the calls of her people, she opened her eyes and saw her subordinates bowing their heads respectfully.

She looked up at the webway gate built with spirit bones not far away. Two prophets in luxurious clothes walked towards her accompanied by dozens of Eldar guards. The older prophet was a man, and the younger one was a beautiful Eldar girl.

"Iliette..."

The younger prophet of the two couldn't wait to speak.

Iliette did not respond, but just glanced at her coldly, and the prophet immediately shut his mouth.

The young prophet raised his head and looked towards the sky.

In front of them was a truly towering tree.

Its leaves are golden, as huge as a legendary golden tree.

The diameter of the trunk is estimated to be at least a thousand meters, the diameter of the crown is tens of thousands of meters, and the height is almost reaching the sky!

The prophets bowed their heads in respect, not to Ellie, but to the golden tree.

He is Lilazan, the incarnation of the Soul of the World.

For thousands of years, their fellow Savage Eldar have been working hard to protect Him, using every possible means to hide His existence, making it impossible for human warships to detect the existence of the Golden Tree even in space.

"Lilaizan, please forgive my overstepping of authority."

Iliette murmured softly, stroking the tree trunk with her palms, begging for forgiveness from the world below her.

Shasha~!

The breeze blew, and the branches swayed in the wind, as if comforting her, and as if thanking her.

But there is no blame.

Around the big tree, thousands of plainly dressed Savage Eldar and a large number of armed and devout Ark Eldar all lowered their heads at the same time.

They have been protecting Lilezan for thousands of years, but it is also Lilezan who has provided them with shelter during these thousands of years.

Although the Ark Eldar do not live in Lilazan, they also have great respect for the World Soul.

As the branches swayed, countless golden leaves fell from the golden tree.

Each leaf fell precisely on the forehead of an elf, making them more pious.

Because the golden leaf contains the will of the soul of the world itself, and He is conveying the same will to all the wild spirits.

Among all the people present, only the two prophets and the elves who accompanied them did not receive the blessing of the golden tree.

This suddenly made their position awkward, and even their guards couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

Not to Lilaizen, but to the Prophet.

After all, anyone could see that Lilazan was not targeting anyone, he was only targeting the prophet.

"What do you want to ask?" Iliette moved her hand away from the tree trunk, turned to the two prophets, and asked lightly.

It was the same young prophet who couldn't wait to ask:

"That monkey...that outsider, is he really the N'kali he exiled?"

She wanted to call it a monkey, but Elijah's eyes forced her to stop the idea.

"Not exile."

"call."

The young prophet breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had not exiled her, but Iliette was only correcting her:

"It's killing."

The young prophet asked blankly: