Albus is one of the supreme elders of the elven clan. He naturally understood the significance behind Old Trey's words.
In terms of military might, their elven clan can't even make up 5% of the whole Human's military power. This was due to their small population and low birth rate.
Yes, in terms of technology. The elven race is ahead of any other race. From advanced healthcare to even futuristic military weapons, they have it all.
But only one downside to all of these amazing things, and that is their numbers are too small.
The human race population had been rising from the last ancient war.
Kept on multiplying like leaves and no matter what method the elven people used, they simply couldn't stop the horrible speed of the human birth rate.
Cut one leaf off and the next thing they knew would a couple more that grew up next to it.
"... "
After he thought about all of those problems.
Albus grunted in dissatisfaction and sat back on his chair with his arm crossed.
