When Emil Fredericia was still a little devil running around with a runny nose, this village was in the forest in the far south. The climate there was pleasant and rich in various wild vegetables and fruits, which could often be caught in the forest.
You can find delicious little beasts. The most important thing is that the land is fertile and easy to cultivate. As long as there are no natural disasters, if you carefully cultivate the farmland, you can always have a rich harvest throughout the year.
The scene at that time came to mind, and Emil felt that this was probably what heaven looked like.
Heaven is illusory, and the peaceful days and daily happiness are just a mirage built on the sand. If you don't pay attention, the heavy hammer of destruction will come down.
That day was the eve of the harvest festival. The adults and children put on new clothes. The old elves looked at the harvest of the year and smiled from ear to ear. The young elves hoped to find an ideal dance partner. The children cheered for the excitement.
The human army rushed into the village without warning. Demons wearing armor and holding sharp swords poured in from outside. Flames swept through the village. There were shadows moving in panic everywhere. Screams, curses, and roars kept ringing in the ears.
, and obscene laughter.[
Young elves who grabbed weapons they were not used to and resisted were beheaded;
Women who were suppressed by soldiers and screamed heart-rendingly were stabbed in the chest;
The old man who staggered and raised his cane to try to drive the soldiers away was split in half;
A child who was crying and trying to wake up his unresponsive parents had a sword pierced through his throat;
The first thing he knew in his mother's arms was that the dazed and crying baby was pierced through the abdomen with a spear and lifted up amidst the roar of the devil's laughter;
From the cave where he was hiding, from the gap in his mother's trembling arms. The "hell" that was once their home and their village was imprinted on Emil's retina and imprinted on his soul.
In the end, the Hell Scroll dragged the entire village and the corpses of the victims and was swallowed up by the fire. Everything was reduced to ashes. The wheat fields outside the village that would turn into golden waves when the wind blew only the flat straw left in the soil.
, the bare fields exude indescribable desolation.
This was Emil's first experience of the unfortunate fate of his race. The smell of rust filled his nose and his body was shaking like chaff [for the first time], but it was by no means [the last time].
The surviving tribesmen embarked on a journey away from their hometowns, looking for new wastelands and starting to cultivate and work. But whenever their lives began to improve, human armies appeared like dangerous carrion-eating species, and the tribesmen were massacred again.
Harvests and land were plundered again, and after losing their homes, they began to migrate again in search of new land, which also started a new cycle of vicious cycles.
In the end, less than a hundred tribesmen, including the middle-aged Emir, moved into the Niflheim Valley, which the human army was reluctant to approach. The sad cycle seemed to have finally ended.
Only after the elves in the village finally settled down in the valley did they realize that the situation had not changed at all. The days in the valley were so reluctant to be called "life", but it was more appropriate to call them "living on".
The Niflheim Valley, which has been shrouded in thick fog all year round, has less sunlight than the outside world, and the barrenness of the land is only better than that of the desert. In the first few years of reclamation, the harvest was so pitiful that some tribesmen even died.
The tragedy of death from exhaustion and starvation. The older generation who survived those years have all seen with their own eyes the tragic situation of their companions walking on the road who fell down and could not get up again. That scene has also become a forgotten memory of Emilfa.
One of the scenes.
In addition to the land that is difficult to farm, there are also a large number of dangerous species wandering deep in the valley, sometimes even attacking villages. Farming must be done by a team of 5 or more adult elves before being allowed to farm. Going in and out of the valley alone is a dangerous behavior that is strictly prohibited.
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They managed to survive the extremely harsh barren land and thrive here until now.
There are only two reasons recognized by the elves for being able to achieve such a miraculous level:
The mother goddess Mafa still has some care for their suffering race;
Everyone's hibernation in this valley will not last forever. One day they will leave here to settle old scores;
The lifespan of elves is longer than that of humans and orcs, and their memory is much better than that of the two barbarians who are barbaric and cruel in their eyes.
Why did we fall into the miserable situation before us? Who are the bastards who caused all the tragic scenes? [
——The elves know very well that the [good deeds] done by the two barbarians are so profound that generations of elves will never forget them.
More than a thousand years of cumulative persecution and massacre have created an equal weight, or even heavier resentment. At present, the elves are just letting anger and resentment accumulate and ferment in their hearts. One day, it will erupt like a volcano, and at that time, it will intensify.
The humiliation and persecution that was poured out on them was returned to their enemies a thousandfold.
Therefore, whether it is the senses of the old patriarch Emil or other elves, it is impossible for [human beings] to have a good impression.
When Brynhildr appeared on the piece of cloth passed back by the trained hunting falcon - with the help of a [peculiar young man], he successfully escaped the pursuit and prepared to take this [knowledgeable man] back to the valley to help open the gold mine.
——When he read this content, the old man’s face suddenly turned frighteningly red.
It's not excitement because of happiness, it's entirely because of the surge in blood pressure caused by extreme anger.
At the same time, a new item was added to the long list of human crimes in the old patriarch's heart——
Kidnapping his most beloved granddaughter, the most beautiful, lovely, calm and generous, smart and brave, bold and free and easy... in the whole village!!!!
Even though the letter was about learning knowledge from that boy's side, things happened that way. First it was like-minded interests and goodwill, then it turned into a friendship of mutual respect, and finally it turned into an inseparable love...
The bad human bastard with pus all over his body was thinking about Brunhil's beauty and the gold mines in the valley. I don't know what kind of sweet words the human scum who had never seen the face said to Brunhil, let alone how he used them.
Dirty fraud. As long as the old Emil is still alive, that scumbag's despicable conspiracy will never succeed.
Want to take little Brynhildr away from grandpa? Don't even think about that guy!
The thoughts that had gone beyond anger and delusion (?) turned into a firm belief. The old patriarch made up his mind to never let his granddaughter step out of the house again after she came back. As for the fraud who had ulterior motives and was called a "good guy" by Brunhil
Master...only dead humans are good humans.
The old patriarch, who was disturbed by the sudden situation, ignored one detail. Brunhil did not explain the racial composition of the boy in the letter.
Patriarch Emil's plan is based on the fact that the other party is human (orcs, dwarves, and dwarfs are automatically ignored due to his picky aesthetic concepts). If the other party is not human, there is no backup plan.
Under the circumstances, the clan leader's calculation is difficult to establish.
When Brunhil sat astride the black dragon's back and landed in the open space in the center of the village, the villagers burst into cheers that could knock down the house after a brief silence. Several young people staying in the village blew the whistle to greet their companions outside.
The horn. Everyone folded their wings and squatted in a circle around the black dragon on the ground. If it weren't for the reverence for the dragon clan, everyone would have rushed up to pick up the living legendary girl in front of them and throw her away.
When Emil looked at the majestic granddaughter on the dragon's back, he couldn't hide his disbelief and shock. The elderly elf's tolerance limit for this kind of "sudden happiness" was really low.
All problems were solved. The wise dragons - in this era when this excellent [ancient species] and [sacred existence] are extremely rare, the great significance of being able to bring a dragon back to the village cannot be overstated.
Not an exaggeration.
The dragon's power, dragon's wealth and even dragon's wisdom are nothing more than a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation for the struggling village. The most important thing is that despite the huge body of the black dragon, it is actually only in its infancy in the long life cycle of the dragon clan. Completely
Don’t worry about the development of cross-racial feelings with your precious granddaughter!!
There is some truth to the old patriarch's idea, but it is not completely correct. Super expansion across race, color, culture, language and even gender still exists, and forbidden love across age has not never existed.
The old Emil, who was full of joy, did not notice the subtle deviation in the focus of his concern. With an expression of approval and pride, he walked towards Brunhil who jumped off the dragon's back and planned to give a few words of praise. The low-pitched words made the already prepared
All the words of praise were stuck in his throat, and his kind expression was frozen for an instant, and then fell to the ground.
"Miss Brunhil, please move quickly. The adult should be waiting outside the valley."
Pure-blooded dragons can understand the languages of other races, so speaking the language of elves is not something worth making a fuss about, and it will not cause such a huge reaction to Emil, who has rich life experience.
The problem is - this dragon is not the [him] mentioned in Brunhil's letter!!!!!!!!!![
The prospect that was suddenly a hundred times more terrifying than before overwhelmed the old patriarch. The [him] he expected was just a shameful human being who was good at gossiping. Although it turned out to be a black dragon, it was actually [him] whom he had never met before and sent his granddaughter home.
Luxurious means of transportation! What’s going on in this world! What’s going on!!!!
The old elf really couldn't accept that the scenes and information in front of him were real. He hoped that these were just absurd nightmares. After a while, he would open his eyes and sit up from the bed in a cold sweat, and his good granddaughter Brunhil would sit down.
Tell him at the bedside that it was just a nightmare.
A human who controlled a black dragon as his subordinate abducted his granddaughter. As an old guy, he was deprived of even the power to prevent this horror from unfolding. What a cruel joke Mother Goddess Marfa played on him.
!!!!
The patriarch, who had experienced strong winds and waves, was lost for a moment, and seriously questioned Brunhil who rushed to his side:
"What's going on?"
Barely suppressing the excitement of millions of alpacas running around, he reluctantly intercepted the curse words such as "damn" and "xxx" and waited for Brunhil's reply.