The elves looked at a pile of white mud on a circular wooden board. When Li Lin stepped on the pedal connected to the disc support column, the disc immediately rotated rapidly from left to right, and his fingers continued to move around the inside and outside of the white mud.
Dancing up and down, the strange-shaped metal pieces cut their edges. The shapes of bowls, cans, bottles, and basins began to appear, and then they began to dry again. After drying, they began to use a small brush as thick as a quill to dip in paint to draw patterns, and dried again.
Apply the gooey paint again…
After repeated tossing and tossing, the clay utensils were finally covered with a ring made of stone and placed in an earth bag. Dark coal was piled inside and a stone wall was built, leaving only a hand-sized bag.
Observation hole. Then came the continuous calcination day and night. The whole process was watched by the dwarf Alberich brought by Li Lin. It is said that this dwarf had made metal utensils and could better control the flame temperature. From last night, the chimney finally
No longer spitting out black smoke, Alberich, who had taken a good sleep, now rushed over with the elves, waiting to see what would finally appear.
Weird pottery?
Burnt fragments?[
Blackened mud?
Alberich opened the stone wall that sealed the kiln room, and the remaining heat wave surged to the outside. With the continuous supply of fresh air, the heat gradually subsided. When the closed ring container was taken out and opened, the air was sucked into the body in surprise.
The sound of admiration sounded at the same time.
"This...what is this."
"Mother Goddess Mafa! Is this considered pottery?"
"Don't be silly! Have you ever seen any beautiful pottery?!"
"Blue patterned lines! Do you believe there is such a thing?"
The beautiful bottles and jars are still very hot to touch, so the elves can only sit around and comment on them for the time being.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, this smooth touch! Well, the plump control!! And the delicate and plump curves!! Ahhhhh, is this what the so-called heaven is like?! My body is numb!"
Nidhogg was holding a jar, making an unexplained moan-like sound from his mouth, and kept rubbing his body close to the jar...
Although the dragon tribe's unique preference for shiny and beautiful things has long been known, Nidhogg, who was still a child, really shouldn't have made such obscene noises when he was doing "sexy things by himself", let alone hugged him.
Holding a hot pot, he exhaled a breath that made your face warm and your heart beat hot.
"You...you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, what do you usually give to him?
Not only was Brunhil's face red, but the finger pointing at Li Lin was also trembling. The other elves below the hillside also blushed and turned away in a direction where Nidhogg could not be seen.
I have to say that elves are a very innocent race.
"You should have been taught how to play with your own cock, or go in and out of the other person's hole, or something like that?"
A sweet voice like a silver bell sounded, and a petite girl with an exquisite figure and pitiful figure jumped out from beside Brunhil. Her face was as delicate as Brunhil's, but she was even more cute. It was almost breathtaking.
I want to dress her up like a doll from a famous brand that can be changed and braided at will.
The childish girl blurted out "in and out of the hole". If she exceeded the age limit, it would not only make people angry, but also make other people who heard it feel bad.
"Fuh, fu, fufu...Freya! What are you talking about?!!!!"
Contrary to Brunhil's almost red face, sister Freya Fredericia showed a smile like a little devil.
"Rather than these important things, I want to know"[
While hugging her sister's snow-white and delicate neck, her hot breath tickled her ears.
"How far have you progressed? Have you committed to each other for life?"
"Miss Freya, it's working time now. As for my relationship with your sister, I think it's more like a teacher and a student than a colleague."
The elegant and serious answer did not satisfy the elf girl. Her wildcat-like eyes kept flickering back and forth between Li Lin's flawless smile and the relieved Brunhil. After a moment, he muttered like a complaint:
"What are you doing...Everyone is as slow as a piece of wood. It's really boring."
"Freya!!"
With a cry that sounded like an accusation, the little wild cat jumped away. Its long breath seemed to release the weight of its body, and Brunhil's shoulders finally relaxed.
"I'm sorry, my sister has always had an open-minded personality and always makes others unable to step down."
"It doesn't matter. I can generally understand the reason why you mature so early."
To put it bluntly, you don’t need to think about it to know what’s going on.
A relatively closed society, a harsh natural environment, a low population base, and an unknown war that will come when - the external environment creates special folk customs.
Elf girls probably received the value education of "get married as early as possible and have children to prosper the race" when they were young, and regarded this view as their important life responsibility. They began to look for a life partner early, and became wives when their bodies were just developing.
It’s not surprising either.
"Grandpa told me that in the era of [Kingdom], our customs and rules were completely different from now. The law at that time strictly limited the age of marriage. It is said that even the existence of concubines was not allowed by the law.
.”
When a certain word is mentioned, the girl's expression is filled with sacredness, longing, longing, and a little bit of sadness and confusion. The wonderful and colorful expression is exactly reflected in the red pupils.
"Now it has become an embarrassing situation where it is difficult to survive without getting girls married as early as possible and having more children. If there are too many children, it is difficult to feed them. So, I would like to ask you not to mind everyone's... strange attitude. Everyone
There are really too many difficulties.”
A slight misstep can lead to heavy losses, or even the complete destruction of a village.
In such a harsh environment, it is inevitable that the mentality will be biased, closed, suspicious, and xenophobic. It is understandable. No one can guarantee that he can survive in the same environment every day. Worry is worse than happiness. What's more, even if there is
Despite their slightly distorted mentality, the elves have basically maintained their simple folk customs.
They have done a good job, and there should be no need to criticize them harshly.
Li Lin didn't intend to do anything so mean.
"The embarrassing situation you mentioned is not entirely a bad thing. At least, you know that there are dangers around you, and you are always prepared to deal with sudden dangers. Maintaining a high sense of danger at all times is one of the basic conditions for the survival of the race. If you look at danger,
If you are just trying to survive in front of you, no matter how wealthy and powerful you appear, your demise will eventually come to this guy sooner or later."
The lack of ups and downs in his tone sounded inhumane and cold. The girl who had become accustomed to Li Lin's unique way of comforting people couldn't help but feel a warm power.
"The current living conditions of the elves are indeed much poorer than in the past. Aren't you still alive? Making changes in order to survive is an instinct developed by creatures that prioritize survival. There is nothing to blame. What's more,
This is not a way of survival at the expense of dignity. I feel..."[
He paused as if hesitating to speak, and a gentle smile bloomed in front of Brunhil's eyes.
"It's as bright as a flash of light."
There is no pretense, and the praise and comments come from the bottom of my heart.
During the passage of thousands of years, there was no way to continue the survival of the race by means of peace talks, professing vassals, consecrating women, etc. To continue the survival of the race. Although the practice of groveling and begging for survival is despicable, it may not be forced to Ni.
In a difficult corner like the Fulheim Valley, it is possible for ordinary people to be guaranteed minimum food and clothing, and for the upper class to have a certain degree of prosperity and wealth.
The elves in the village struggled to survive in the most extreme environment from top to bottom, and were once reduced to a desperate situation on the verge of destruction. They still did not give up the bottom line of "dignity", even if they lingered in the mud, they would never
Begging for mercy from the enemy.
Very good perseverance and survival wisdom. At this point, it can be completely confirmed. The [Smart Species] elves fully meet the standards and elements in the plan.
——A force that can support its development and growth and use it for its own use.
It is still very weak at the moment, and there are still many problems in the village that restrict development. At first glance, the gap with the standards is simply out of reach, but in Li Lin's eyes, these cannot be considered even the slightest problem.
Weak people can develop into strong ones. If there is a problem, spend energy and money to solve it. If there is a gap between the standards, spend time and manpower to work hard. What the elves lack most is patience and tenacity.
What they lack is a direction, an environment, an opportunity...a guide who tells them what to do.
——Gathering the ideals of abandoned people, with the name of [King], a powerful existence that transcends the world and common sense.
"It's either a tragic ending or a humble life. This choice is tedious and cruel at the same time. You must not be able to endure such a boring endless cycle. So, in response, I will give you a new option
how?"
The thin lips split into a charming and ferocious arc of the crescent moon, and the deep red pupils seemed to draw even the soul out of the body. Brynhil's heart seemed to be oppressed by something huge and began to throb.
"You...what are you talking about?"
"The framework system of the old world has only allowed you to accumulate pain and despair so far. Even if you try to live uprightly, you will eventually be driven into a corner, waiting for the last moment to come, right? That's because the world order was established
It's not you, it's your enemies who have the right to say this. Humans and orcs don't want the elves to revive again and threaten their status as rulers. The system they set up is only for oppression and persecution. So, you
What kind of illusions do you still have? What are you still hoping for?"
"What you mean...I don't understand."
"You know it very well, every elf in this village knows it very well. When you decided to use your family's strength to develop the gold mine; when you moved into the Niflheim Valley; when you were driven around
time; when the human army tramples and kills you. No—thousands of years ago, even further back than these, from the day the Kingdom of Gilmania collapsed, the elves already understood the answer."
"That...that's..."
The trembling body was suppressed by the momentum and wanted to retreat, and his self-awareness was almost swallowed up by the young man's presence. The sweet and seductive words of Ban were still echoing in his ears, and the ruby eyes embedded in the eye sockets were facing Brunhil's face.
The hole emitted a sharp light, and her eyeballs were completely fixed, not allowing her to avoid or refuse.
"Subvert the order of the old world, burn away all the filth and ugliness in the world, and create a new world and a new order from the embers and ruins of the karmic fire."
Trembling.
Violent trembling.
It's unclear whether the wave of fear or excitement swept through the body, conflicting in the trembling body. The palms were clenched tightly, nails pierced into the palms, and the pain of blood oozing from the wounds snaked along the arms to
At the top, the consciousness that was stimulated and slightly restored suppressed the excitement that kept boiling and wanted to shout.
The slender fingers that were associated with Fa and labor were raised in front of his eyes. The slow movement seemed to create a vortex of air. The right hand that froze the atmosphere and Brynhil's sight put on the young man's chest and pressed the position where his heart was.
"To right a world of absurdity and injustice, to bring about change that sweeps away all the rot that has taken hold of it. - This is my wish, my goal. The only way, the only way to achieve this, I call it
The reason for——"
After a moment of prolonging the ending, his right hand stretched out to the stunned elf girl, and the five fingers spread out seemed to be making an invitation. Brynhil, who was thinking almost in a chaotic way, really saw it.
"【revolution】."
A weight as heavy as the world fell together with the words that were spoken. What was in the little palm hanging in the air was the world.
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