Chapter Nineteen: Deciding on the direction of the road ahead
"He really said that?"
Hapea was just like You Ye when he heard these words for the first time, trying his best to suppress his excitement, but the trembling in his voice mercilessly betrayed the fluctuations in his heart.
"He also stated that the liberation of the orcs is only limited to when he is still in this world." You Ye nodded and said, "But it is unlikely. The sages of all generations have survived in this world to be over a hundred years old.
There is no record of anyone returning to the city of sages."
"Well, to put it this way, even if he can really go back decades later, after such a long period of revolution, even if the orcs cannot be completely liberated, they will still open up an extremely stable situation for this holy war to seize freedom.
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"Is this really the case?" You Ye sighed heavily, "He refused to create new magic, and even refused to use magic himself. Can a sage who refuses magic still be considered a sage? Such a sage, really
Can it bring about a huge change for the orcs?"
"So what if he uses magic!" Agel, who was listening quietly to the conversation between the two, interrupted, "If he is the only one who can use magic, can it bring an advantage to the orcs' dream of freedom?"
Every word Aqal said strongly impacted the hearts of Youye and Hapea. Yes, even if the sage chooses to use magic, what advantages will it bring to the orcs? It is an indisputable fact that the orcs cannot master magic.
.Although they have powerful magic mentors like the Sage, the orcs are still unable to arm themselves with magic in the end.
"This is a war of faith." The three people in the hut were silent for a long time, and Hapea finally said, "What matters is not whether the sage is willing to use magic, but whether the sage, a special being to mankind, is willing to stand.
On our side. His actions can break the stubbornness in human hearts, and at the same time strengthen the determination of orcs to yearn for freedom."
"Do you think this is really good...?"
You Ye slowly vomited out his hesitation, pulling Hapea back from the short-term excitement and joy to deep thinking.
"What kind of existence is a sage? Even to humans, they are nothing more than ink marks on parchment and legends from the mouths of old people. Even the eleventh sage of the previous generation, no one really understands it in essence.
She. When humans completely replace the work of shadow bearers with orcs because of our talents, and promise to return freedom to Shadow Village one day, it is time. The village chiefs of all generations have spent countless efforts to please the master..., are we
Do you really have to give up hundreds of years of hard work to trust a stranger?"
"What's wrong?" Aqer bit his lower lip as if he had used up all his strength to make up his mind, "For hundreds of years, successive village chiefs, Master Youye, you said the same, right? We in the Shadow Village are working hard to serve you.
How many generations of masters have I served, but how long will it take for the master's promise to be fulfilled?"
"If you firmly believe and work hard, one day, one day..."
"One day exactly what day is it!" Aqal was so excited that he almost roared, "Can you see it when I am still alive? Even if one day I am older than Grandpa Harpea, can you see it? What if?
If that is the case, I will grit my teeth and endure it, trying my best to serve my master. But will that day really come? Will it come before I die of old age without any accidents?"