"The brothers and sisters in the team are all elves."
Facing the disgust, fear and suspicion of her playmates, Chloe shook her head and said happily.
"Sister Brunhil is an elf, brother Tyr is an elf, and everyone in Ve Company is an elf, and they are all very kind to me."
Young elves who have undergone strict military education and training rarely do anything out of the ordinary. No matter how much they hate humans, venting their anger on a 5-year-old human girl who has never done anything to an elf is completely within their control.
Beyond the moral bottom line. Unless there are special circumstances or there is a clear written instruction. Like the human orc army, which invades and kills young children at every turn, the elves will not approve of it at all.
Not to mention the colonel's orders, disobeying military orders and going to court-martial is something they simply can't imagine.[
"They are elves! Doesn't it say in fairy tale books that they often catch lost children and eat those who are disobedient?"
"Liar! That's all a lie!"
The little girl stood up and loudly refuted the image of elves in standard children's books. Her rebellious and powerful aura made the boys immediately shut up.
"Sister Brunhil taught me how to turn flower ropes, helped me comb my hair, and chatted with me. Those in the fairy tale books are all lies! I will never read them again!"
"It's just for the little devils..."
The boy who muttered complaints shut his mouth after a white eye roll from Croy, and the little girl continued to tell the truth about what she saw.
"The elves are all beautiful, with long pointed ears like deer ears, skin as white as cotton, golden or silver hair, and eyes as blue as the sky... But the most beautiful one is Li Lin -
—Not only does she have wheat-colored skin, but she also has black hair and red eyes."
The description of the elves is roughly correct, but the choice of words to describe the appearance of a certain CEO is obviously... a bit inappropriate. It doesn't matter if I don't use honorifics to reflect the proper attitude towards authority. Using beautiful to describe men is a bit...
"She's even more beautiful than Elf Sister!"
The little girl's simple statement due to her lack of vocabulary made the deviation even more severe. With just one word, the impressions of Li Lin on the children who were listening to this narrative in the basement were classified into the category of heterogeneous creatures called "transvestites".
At the same time, subtle and ambiguous eyes were cast towards Roland, who felt something was wrong.
"Look...what are you looking at!!"
Being teased, Zhan Dangli saw that his scalp was numb, and Roland started yelling.
This person is also a victim of Chloe, and the result is bad due to the wording error.
"Ah! Box! That's right! It's a box!!"
Eager to shift the awkward focus, Roland searched for words in the memory area of his brain that could be used as material. The subject of discussion that made his parents extremely nervous - [A box that will make the world crazy once opened] suddenly came to him and he blurted it out without thinking.
"Sister, do you know there is anything special in Mount Asgard where the Mother Goddess sleeps in the far north? What is the [power to guide the change of the world's form]?"
"Roland. Where did you hear this? And who told you?"
Sister Patty, who is accomplished in theological studies, suddenly turned pale. She is well aware of religious texts and ancient legends. She is much more sensitive than Roland's mother who is keen on non-mainstream research and housework. There are only a few vague words.
The essence of the question can be grasped immediately with the keyword, and the nun who knew the answer was gripped by taboo and fear.
"Dad and mom said it. They said the box Chloe saw from the elf has the [power to change the world]."[
The nun's fierce reaction made Roland feel a little scared. After hurriedly telling the general process, the boy who couldn't restrain his curiosity and excitement continued to ask:
"Is there really such a thing? A box that will bring disaster to the world as soon as it is opened. Is there any giant dangerous species or magic inside?"
"No, it's not that kind of thing. It's a huge force. It can bring happiness and light, or it can cause reversible disasters to the world. Which one it will be depends on how the user uses it."
"Uh... I don't quite understand. Can you make it simpler?"
"Like a flame."
To a group of children who are still unable to understand the inherent duality of things, the nuns patiently provide popular analogy education.
"When we cook, keep out the cold and keep warm, [fire] is an indispensable thing. But when bad people use fire to do bad things - such as burning down houses and burning others. It becomes very dangerous and can cause serious harm to people."
The destructive power that takes away precious lives. [Fire] itself has no so-called good or evil, but depending on the good and evil of the user, it will decide whether it brings warmth and delicious food to people, or a blazing hell."
The children showed expressions of realization. Sister Patty briefly relaxed her brows and continued to speak in a worried tone:
"The [thing] that has been sleeping in Mount Asgard for thousands of years is the same. If used properly, it can usher in a happy and beautiful future. If used improperly, the world will collapse in an instant and be irreparable."
Perhaps it is not impossible to become a more miserable Abi Hell than that. The nuns who have experienced surviving the Shura Realm know it very well. Judging from the performance in past history, [that thing] cannot be taken seriously as much as the content and meaning it represents.
Too much.
"Then...what exactly is that?"
Listening to the violent beating of the heart that is almost bursting, the instinct in the body is also shouting "Don't ask". But the high-spirited excitement brought by stupid curiosity and terror and fear continue to expand and enlarge, and even the instinct is attracted by this search for the truth.
Suppressed by a strong impulse, the questions he spoke were like a man possessed, clearer and more distant. After asking the question in a trance, Roland swallowed his cold saliva and looked nervously at the nun who was as silent as a stone statue.
Every child is waiting, forgetting that their parents are not around, forgetting that they are in a closed underground space, forgetting the previous series of shocks that are not like natural forces, forgetting all kinds of uneasiness, watching the nun quietly, waiting for her to be sure
The answer that was spoken.
[It’s better not to know]——The nun wanted to say this.
By her generation, people are deeply tired of [that thing]. They have forgotten everything related to it. It is the consensus of everyone to bury it deeply in the dark curtain of history. Once the truth is learned, the heavy pressure and despair will be passed down.
To the new generation that should be concerned with these things.
[It just so happened that the elves came to look for that power.]——Sighing the reincarnation of fate, knowing that no matter how the apologetic talisman would come, the nun would not come. Biting her lower lip to shake off the emptiness of wasted time, the nun uttered a difficult voice.
"That's... a sword."
"sword?"
Even the most imaginative children cannot draw any connection between the weapons held by one or both hands and the "huge power to change the world". The inconceivable things that are filled in the adult field are not yet within their reach and understanding.
"Is it a sword with huge magical power? Is it a powerful magical weapon that can level a mountain with just one swing?"
"Isn't it so sharp that it can easily cut through any armor, shield or even defensive magic?"
"It must be decorated with beautiful gold and silver patterns, inlaid with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, crystals..." [
With the clear shapes, the children unfolded their imaginary pictures and painted all kinds of handsome and beautiful swords and magic swords. They also imagined how dazzling it would be to hold such a famous and handsome sword in hand.
It's so easy.
Imagine the impossible for yourself and realize the weight of the world.
The children were excited with their exaggerated speculations. Sister Patty sighed bitterly at this.
A sharp sword, a magic sword that splits mountains with one blow, a famous sword worth the wealth of an entire city.
These swords are the swords that are coveted by warriors and collectors. Just picking one and throwing it into the crowd will cause fierce competition and even disputes. The charm of the sword is indeed impeccable.
But.
Compared with "changing the world", a concept that is too huge to be imagined and accepted, I have never experienced actual pressure. I can only say that the heavy imagination is childish, regardless of the specific definition or the imaginer himself.
"After more than a thousand years, few people can still remember the appearance of that sword. Until now, some places have forgotten that such a sword existed in the world. But that sword does indeed exist in the sleep of the Mother Goddess.
This place will definitely appear again at the appointed time. At that time, the special meaning given to it will also appear, and the direct consequence will be—"
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"war."
After spitting out the words behind which the weight of millions of lives were condensed, Leonardo's face could almost be squeezed out of lead.
"The world today does have problems of one kind or another. It's not bad to call it a distorted false peace. But in any case, it is better than a war triggered by a moment of enthusiasm."
Only after witnessing the ease and pain of life disappearing can we understand the preciousness and beauty of life. Only then can we respect and cherish life from the bottom of our hearts.
What a simple truth, a short sentence that can be said in one breath.
Leonardo lost many of his comrades. He witnessed far more civilians die in an instant, but the world is still at the mercy of the "Historical Signpost", treading water in a bloody and cold quagmire.
Since then, this brave knight has understood the irrationality of the world from the depths of his soul, sheathed the holy sword Durandal, and started living in seclusion in Bode Village.
It is precisely because of this that at this moment, in order to stop the appearance of people bleeding and dying for unknown reasons, Leonardo raised his sword again, pointing the shining tip of Durandal at the source of a new round of strife.
"Are you planning to start a new war?"
"Before I start taking action, the conflicts and wars in the world will never end, right? No matter what we do or do nothing, wars will always continue to appear, just like people will continue to be born."
With a look of disdain on Li Nadu, who was facing the truth, Li Lin continued to pour out sarcastic conclusions:
"While your Excellency the head of the regiment is talking about peace and life, there are still disputes in some corner of the vast world, and certain lives are dying casually - starved to death, burned to death, stabbed to death, chopped to death
Death, rape and murder... various ways of ending life are constantly happening. The vendetta between races has not stopped for a moment even after the armistice treaty was concluded, let alone scum like [Carrion Crow]. Putting aside these,
Sir Leonardo, aren't the adult men and some women in the village covered in blood and having to step over countless corpses before they can enjoy a peaceful life?"
The sting of ridicule pierced deep into my heart, and I wanted to refute but couldn't find the words to use.
"Take back your words. Otherwise...!!"
Vicious words are the greatest insult to them. If a certain vicious mouth does not retract the vicious words that completely deny the life of the members of the Knights, the conversation will no longer need to continue.
Even if what Li Lin said was not fabricated, it was not his turn to do this kind of thing because he did not put human life in his eyes. He was completely ruthless.
"If I made a mistake, I don't need to remind you. I will retract what I said and apologize at the same time."
Brushing away the broken hair from his forehead, the young man still had a sneer-like expression. He was tired of the face that had almost no other expression except a smile. Leonardo secretly clicked his tongue.
"I have no intention of provoking a war easily. After all, the situation is far from reaching the point where the problem must be solved by force. Starting a war will not do us any good. What we want is a space where we can live with peace of mind, not go through
The ruins of the walls covered with corpses after the war.”
"In that case. Go back to your own place -"
"I beg your pardon, we came a long way, not to return empty-handed. For the grand plan to change the world, that power is an indispensable and important part. After all, it is -"
Slightly raising the pitch of his voice, as if he was going to crush Leonardo's shoulders with his words, he confirmed the force exerted on the leader of the Knights, and the curved opening and closing of his lips revealed the mystery.
"[Sword of Glory and Kingship], [Sword of Overlord] - grm."
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"The sword of kingship? Gram?"
The ignorant childish voice recited the unfamiliar words. Roland, who still could not understand the mystery, looked at the nun whose face was filled with depression.
Is Sister Patty feeling unwell? He looked worriedly at the nun, whose face was slightly pale and beads of sweat hung on her chin. Roland was about to ask the nun if she was feeling unwell, but another question was passed to the nun before him.
"Sister. Is there anything special about that sword?"
Chloe was curious and special, but this frank question made the nun feel more pressure. The bad feeling of history, faith, responsibility, and guilt continued to seep from the cracks in her chest. She wanted to escape from the children.
The urge to run away continues to intensify, and the closed underground space in the deep underground and the delayed sign of the promised safety on the door stifle the feasibility of escape.
[Even if I run away now, is it possible to escape from the shadow of that power? In the end, I will just keep avoiding it. 】
Sister Patty's face became even worse as she screamed like a wail in her heart.
That sword involves a disgraceful history of entanglements between humans and orcs, including the hatred accumulated by the elves. The negative legacy passed down from generation to generation thousands of years ago continues to increase in value, and the added value
The huge interest is enough to crush the body and mind of those who come into contact with it, and drive people crazy.
It's like an endless cycle - no, to this day, it's already a curse that will kill anyone who touches it.
Generation after generation, the curse continues to deepen and lengthen...
"Nun? Nun!"
The frightened and anxious children's voices rang in my ears, and when I came back to my senses, I was shocked to see the panicked and worried faces of the children.
"Sister, are you okay? You're sweating a lot. Is it a cold?"
Roland brought over the water cup. The nun wiped the sticky sweat from her face with her sleeves and took the cup tremblingly. She swallowed the cold water in large gulps to cool down her body that was on the verge of chaos. The calm body and mind noticed the coldness and heat of the wet clothes.
Return to the body again.
She made a smile and waved her hands to indicate that there was nothing wrong with her. The nun sorted out the thoughts that had been involved in the crazy whirlpool and lost her clues, and her face gradually returned to its normal color.
After confirming that the beloved nun was not seriously injured, the children showed innocent and reassuring smiles, and their ugly faces pricked Sister Patty's heart like needles.
These children are sinful and have nothing to do with Gram and what happened thousands of years ago. But in the eyes of that tribe, being born as a human being and living as a human being are human sins. Sooner or later, the bills that have been extended to this day will start from this
Let generations pay it back.
"Chloe, are the elves being nice to you?"
Hearing it once was not enough to relieve the worry about the elves' anger. After asking the little girl with the delusion of being victimized, the little girl was slightly confused. From the little girl's perspective of the little girl's understanding of the elf youth, Chloe
Return the debt to the silent nun as much as possible.
[There is no difference between them and human children. Except for the difference in appearance and the serious and almost stereotyped behavior style, and other special features, they are just a group of ordinary young people. 】
After filtering out the vague parts, the core impression in the description was accurately formed in the nun's mind, but the lament in her heart became even heavier.
As long as elves remain elves and humans remain humans, the fact of hostility cannot be changed. Sooner or later, the younger generations who are essentially different from both sides will meet each other in war, corpses will pile up on the battlefield, and meaningful blood will continue to flow.
This is fate, the cycle of reincarnation that cannot be escaped, and will continue forever.
"Gram, the sword of royal power, is the witness of the contract between the Mother Goddess and the intelligent species. It can also be said to be a symbol of world hegemony."
A sad voice fell from the nun's mouth, and there was only an emptiness in the deep pupils that could not even maintain consciousness.
The king's sword left by the Creator for creation bears witness to the best times and the saddest times.
It was supposed to be a testimony of the Mother Goddess's love for the world she created, and the key to bringing the world into an ideal land without wars and disasters.
"After the Mother Goddess Mafa created all living beings, in order to prevent the world from falling into ugly frictions and disputes among many races. This is a prayer for the elves, the long-lived intelligent species who were the most adept at magic at that time. "Pray for peace and a prosperous future."
responded. The holy words of "Establishing a country and guiding all races" were conveyed to the entire elves. The elves who received the oracle also received a token from the Mother Goddess. Using that token as proof, they led humans, orcs, and dwarves.
Dwarfs and other intelligent species established the world's first country, which was [Germania]."
"That token...is Gram?"
"That's right, the Gram is the sword with the prayers of the elves and the words of the Mother God on the front and back respectively. Before the elf kings of Gilmania abdicated, they would pass the Gram to the next king. The new king would
Taking the King Sword to Mount Asgard, the Mother Goddess confirmed the contract and the succession of the new king to ensure the continued stability and prosperity of the country. Therefore Gram was named [The Sword of Glory and Kingship], which is the symbol of the life and mother of the intelligent species.
It is a witness to God’s contract and is also a symbol of the royal power of Germania.”...)