If the elves wait until they have achieved independence and established a continental system dominated by them, Tire might thank the Mother Goddess in this situation. Now... let alone a conflict, Albion's rejection of the elves
The requirement for contact and the lowering of the "Iron Curtain" of isolation will immediately ruin the strategy that has been formulated.
Knowing that his hobbies and privacy known to the whole world have been exposed, Edward IV will become even more crazy in order to save his face. He will definitely do his best to let the capable Secretary-General of State and Minister of the Interior - Francis
Walsingham (wlsnghm, frns) launched an investigation to see who dared to bring shame on a king.
Although I am quite confident in the ability of the [Stasi], it is not rational to initiate mutual purges between two intelligence agencies because of an unnecessary minor issue.
You should choose to give up - Tyr is brewing advice that can be easily accepted. Compared with the rational wisdom required for the rise and fall of a country, the happiness and death of a human child is of great importance. Although it will cause some trouble to the racial integration plan, it will also
This makes some young officers feel dissatisfied, but what is needed now is not excessive maternal care and idealism, but almost cold rationality and strategy are the first priority.
The current Ajan Tolatong cannot bear the wrath of a majesty, let alone a potential [ally].[
Tyr had no doubt that his supreme commander would make the right decision—and that was the case.
The young major is very clear about the ability of his immediate superior, which leads him to have too much confidence in Li Lin's [rationality]. He underestimates or ignores the possibility of [the colonel is also crazy].
"Let's go rescue people."
The moment the command was issued, the elven warriors showed expressions of joy as "Sure enough," Tyr's chin hit the ground.
This was really an unscientific and unscientific decision made by Li Lin. It was not surprising that the response was huge, but the following order gave the Major a bad feeling.
"Operation codename [Women's Clothing Mountain], Hygienist Catherine, can you get women's clothing that is effective in seducing men?"
"Colonel?"
Cold sweat broke out on Tier's forehead. His newly reattached chin vibrated with panic and suspicion.
"Hurry up and execute it as soon as possible, otherwise the little fool will be sold to Albion, and the combat code name will be changed to [Lady's Strait]."
The charming smile full of mystery and feminine charm made the subordinates feel confused in the wind, and they were so stupid that they couldn't say a word.
From that moment on, a word with profound connotations appeared in the vocabulary of elves, which later spread to the human world and developed into a unique aesthetic and cultural phenomenon.
That word is called [yooooooooooooooo]...
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Humans are not treated as humans.
What would it look like when such a cruel word appeared in a real and vivid scene? Rolandby, who had never thought about such a thing, witnessed it with his own eyes and truly experienced it.
When I was brought into a dark-styled building that looked like a barn, treated as an object or a poultry to be slaughtered, my first thought was that of a warehouse full of boxes or a chicken coop. I heard low, desperate sobs and rough and obscene sounds in my ears.
After the insults and the crackling sound of the whip hitting the air, Roland smelled the smell of rust mixed with violence and pain.
Pairs of eyes projected from the narrow square grid of the iron cage were as muddy and broken as bricks that failed to be fired. He was unable to ask questions and talk. The boy could also feel and understand the cruelty of treating human beings as commodity objects here.
Not only were the strong men standing aside looking at the cage and themselves with cold and strange eyes, but even the eyes curled up in a ball and looking outside did not belong to humans.
After the dignity is cut off and stripped away, the eyes that rely on instinct and trained nerve reflexes to respond to external stimuli are more dull than those of livestock and poultry. Each pair of eyes has a different color, but the transparent holes are the same.[
A life that is not treated as a human being and a perspective that looks out to the outside world does not belong to a human being.
This is--
How tragic;
How hopeless;
This is what humans do to humans? Why would such a thing happen? Why would such a thing be done?
The screams and questions of fear were blocked by the chaotic thinking caused by the adaptation to witnessing it with my own eyes, and it was difficult to even close my wide eyes.
"It's already full. Where are we going to put him? Besides, isn't the quantity already sufficient? If we put more, it will be very troublesome to distribute food and water during the voyage."
A lazy voice drifted from the visual blind spot on the left, and a man dressed as a sailor came out from behind the layers of cages. The lack of clean water for bathing in the sea life created a fishy body odor mixed with the odor of hangover and alcohol, making it look more like a lazy person.
The question arrived a little late. The super strong olfactory stimulation made people have a profound impact on his slovenly and careless attitude towards life. In contrast, his work attitude, which was not too bad, did not arouse such a violent reaction.
"Damn it! Vince, this is on land, not your cabin! Can't you take a shower? Dead bodies will crawl out of their graves and run away if they smell your scent! I'm going to vomit out my breakfast!!"
The pale greenish complexion showed that the protesters were definitely not exaggerating in their slander about the intensity of body odor on Vince's body. His face looked like he was suffering from severe seasickness and he was suffering from suffocation and nausea.
"I know, I know. My gentle man, I'm going to take a shower later."
Even a child could easily see through the perfunctory tone. The man, who was not aware of his poor performance, wanted to take a step forward, but was immediately glared back by the other party's fierce eyes. He hunched his shoulders and retreated to a body odor concentration that his companions could accept.
on the distance.
【Okay, you win.】
Spreading his hands with a body language of surrender, Vince rubbed his chin covered with stubble, grease, and acne, and let out a corrupt and malicious laugh from his mouth covered with plaque and cavities.
"I see, she is a beauty. No wonder I bought it at the stall where the goods are about to be loaded onto the ship."
"It's considered a reserve item. It has to be packaged and transported after arriving at the port of Pompey. It's hard to say that it won't be consumed on the road. Having a backup can always give people some peace of mind."
"Oh my, you are really evil-minded."
"Are you qualified to say that? Well, hurry up and put this wild cat and that dog together. That's what Lord Sullivan ordered."
The man holding Roland pinched his nose and muttered impatiently. Vince's mouth with the bad breath turned to the side with a look of realization, and his obscene smile turned to the side. The key ring around his waist rotated around his index finger, and he sang out-of-tune slang.
The whistle made a disturbing metallic beat.
His hands and feet were bound by ropes, and he was also clamped by thick and strong arms. Roland Li, who had consumed too much energy and energy, continued to struggle pointlessly, and looked around carefully with eyes full of anger and resistance...)