That's a fake elf

Looking at the data compiled by Vimona, Li Ang had a splitting headache.

Although more than a dozen warships were seized and more than 1000 prisoners of war were captured, how to manage them has become Li Ang's most painful problem.

Unlike the unarmed civilians in Zishanling, these are professional soldiers. If they are not careful, they will be ignited like a powder keg.

In a short period of time, he can still rely on force to suppress these prisoners, but if Favna and most of the Nagas are transferred away, these prisoners will definitely rise up to resist.

The most critical issue is the material issue. The materials just seized from those warships will be enough for one or two years if they are used by one person on the ship.

But if more than 1000 people use it, it will be exhausted in less than two months.

He also wants to raid the Sea Shang Fortress while the sea elves don't know the outcome of this war. He has no time to manage these guys, let alone let them go.

Apart from trapping and killing, Li Ang could not think of any other better way to deal with it for the time being.

After telling Gao Lan and Vimona about her concerns, Vimona suddenly smiled:

"Lord, I can temporarily help you solve the problem of placing the prisoners."

"Do you have anyone to recommend?" Li Ang glanced at the scheming Siren Banshee and immediately understood the purpose of the other person's information.

"Of course, let me introduce to you, this is my good friend Morgana."

Vimona immediately called Morgana who was waiting outside the door, and introduced this black-haired and red-eyed tribesman to Li Ang:

"She once studied at the Royal Military Academy of the Sasha Empire and is proficient in management. She has been assisting me in managing the Mermaid tribe of tens of thousands."

"She helped me compile this data. For her, managing these more than 1000 people is as simple as eating and drinking."

"Do you have the blood of the Saxia nobles?" Looking at Morgana's blazing pupils, Li Ang was a little surprised.

Siren banshees are the descendants of sea elves. They usually have black hair and blue eyes. If there are other eye colors and hair colors, it means that their significant other has a higher bloodline than sea elves.

This is rare among siren banshees.

"Well, my father is a Duke of Sumerian descent." Morgana nodded, acknowledging her ancestry.

"He's actually a Sumerian?" Li Ang was shocked when he heard this.

The Sumerians are the oldest human race on the continent of Enroth. Like the high elves, they were both born in the age of myth.

They are said to have been created by the sky gods from the earth and lava deep within the earth.

The power of fire and earth flows in their blood, and they are highly adaptable to fire magic and earth magic. Their blazing eyes and brown skin are their characteristics.

The most famous person, or god, among them was Senan, the god of wisdom.

This god was the original monk and ascetic of the world of Midgard.

He was born in a small country established by the Sumerians and knew it from birth. After seeing people fall into war and conquer each other due to the desires of the gods, he resolutely gave up inheriting the throne and began to travel around.

After experiencing countless hardships and obstacles, and visiting countless famous teachers, he finally realized the supreme wisdom under the sycamore tree in the Wandering Sea.

He then went to other worlds and climbed Mount Targon, which was inaccessible to mortals, in the divine world of Vanaheim. He convinced the God of the Sky with his will, character, and actions, and thus obtained divinity.

In less than 50 years, he completed the transformation from human to god, became the god of wisdom in the nine realms, and became the object of worship by countless monks.

In order to eliminate war, he guided the Sumerians to merge from divided kingdoms and tribes into a unified empire, and established a feudal system dominated by the Sumerians.

The Sumerians therefore became the nobles among the nobles of the Sasha Empire.

The current Sasha Empire has gone through thousands of years, and the nobles of various bloodlines in the country have changed one after another. Only the Sumerians have always stood firm.

This is because only nobles with Sumerian ancestry can hold the position of great nobles above the duke level.

For example, people of other races, no matter how talented and talented they are, and no matter how favored they are by the emperor, they can only be as good as counts at best.

"I remember that the Sumerian nobles now do not marry with foreign races in order to ensure the purity of their bloodline!" Liang looked at Morgana, his eyes became a little strange.

Compared with the high elves, the current Sumerian nobles are more conservative.

Because 20 years ago, they experienced a massacre, and the pure-blood nobles were almost killed by the current emperor Nero.

The reason is very simple. The old emperor was in his prime at that time and loved to hunt for women. Not long after he brought a beautiful woman from a nomadic tribe into his harem, he suffered an inexplicable stroke and died, without having time to establish a heir apparent.

Several sons began to kill each other because of inheritance issues, causing unrest in the country.

The great nobles with Sumerian blood not only did not stop the overt and covert fighting among several princes, but instead added fuel to the fire by giving money and weapons to others.

The chaos in the country has attracted the peeps of the Griffin Kingdom, Vastia, Hrest, Peliano and other countries.

The borders of the Sasha Empire were once in flames of war, and the people were in dire straits.

At this time, Princess Nero stood up.

Faced with her brothers who refused to negotiate an armistice, she directly launched a war.

Just when everyone thought she was just a joke, as if with divine help, she led a group of [Dread Knights] who accidentally appeared in the mythical era and called themselves the Wild Hunt, and killed the rebellious ones like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. elder brother.

Nero put down the rebellion and solved the four kingdoms through tough diplomacy and war, but he was not recognized by the Sumerian nobles.

Simply because according to ancient tradition, Sumerian women did not have the right to inherit the throne.

According to the rules of the Sasha Empire, when all princes die, the throne should be inherited from other Sumerian nobles at the duke and prince level.

This suddenly greatly angered the emerging nobles and civilian soldiers who followed the princess Nero to fight.

They would not recognize these Sumerian nobles who did nothing during the war and even added fuel to the fire, but wanted to reap the fruits of victory after the war.

So an unprecedented purge broke out in the Royal Theater in the royal capital [Romanos].

All the Sumerian nobles who opposed Nero's succession as emperor and conspired with other countries to overthrow Nero were all invited here by Nero's consuls.

An unprecedented massacre lasted here for three days.

The Royal Theater, which finally stood in [Romanos] for 300 years, was burned to the ground by Nero's consuls.

After Nero succeeded to the throne as emperor, these consuls who participated in the massacre were eventually beheaded in public as a warning to others.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that without Nero's signal, these consuls would not dare to take action.

After this bloody massacre, the number of remaining pure-blooded Sumerian nobles was barely a hundred.

In order to ensure the purity of their blood, they declared that they would no longer intermarry with foreigners.

"When it comes to Morgana's bloodline, we have to mention the pedigree of our Siren family."

Vimona held down the restless Morgana and explained to Li Ang:

"Although we were cursed at birth and turned into monsters that were not loved by the gods, we did not surrender ourselves, but consciously contacted other races."

"My grandmother Acros once hoped that the people of her tribe would be like the sea elves and eliminate the cursed power in their blood through blood mixing."

"Morgana's lineage is our attempt, and it has initially yielded results."

"Since my grandmother Akros became the Queen of the Siren Banshee, Morgana and her clan have always chosen to breed with the Sumerians."

"As I told you before, Shandora, who took part of her tribe away with her, is of the same genealogy as Morgana and defected to the Sumerians."

"That's it." Li Ang suddenly realized.

This is like the genealogy of elves. High elves are the source, while races such as night elves, wood elves, snow elves, and fire elves are branches.

As long as the source of high elves does not perish, other elven races, even if they decline temporarily, will have a chance to return to their peak.

"What do you think, Lord?" Vimona supported the table with both hands, exposing her own ravine, which made Li Ang unable to move his eyes.

"Shameless!" Gao Lan, who walked into the temporary office carrying juice at some point, cursed fiercely with a cold look on his face.

"Haha, being shameless is better than pretending to be noble like you." Vimona gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw Li Ang looking at her nose and heart, regaining her sense.

"You...have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and you have the ability to go out and fight!" Gao Lan held down [Dirandal] on his waist, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Just go, am I still afraid of you?" Vimona sneered and took off her clothes without saying a word.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that Weimona was about to take off her clothes, Gao Lan rushed to Li Ang and covered his eyes.

"Nonsense, of course it's time to change clothes. My clothes are very expensive."

Vimona stopped, glanced at Gao Lan's black tights and brown leather armor, and mocked wantonly:

"Just one piece like this is worth a hundred pieces on you."

"..." Looking at the gorgeous dress on Weimona's body, and then at the pieced-together equipment on his own body, Gao Lan's face turned cold.

Women all love beauty, and she is no exception. She didn't care before, just because no one told her.

Now that someone had said it, one can imagine the annoyance she felt.

"Stop arguing, Morgana. Although you are not my follower, you are a tribe member of Vimona and Linali, so I believe you."

Li Ang, who was blindfolded, sniffed the fragrance of laurel flowers coming from Gao Lan's body, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"I appoint you as the administrative director of Longwu Island, mainly responsible for logistics and personnel management. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can report directly to me."

"Li Ang!" Gao Lan looked anxious and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about, but I know it well." Li Ang took Gao Lan's free hand, patted it gently, and whispered softly.

Gao Lan took a deep look at Li Ang and finally stopped talking.

"Thank you, Lord." Morgana nodded to Vimona, exited the room alone, and stayed away from this place of right and wrong.

"Lord, I suggest you borrow some more people from the Naga tribe." Vimona glanced at Gao Lan provocatively, feeling extremely proud.