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Ideology can be very simple or very complex.
But no matter what, it is really difficult to change the prejudices that have been accumulated for a long time.
"So you have to work hard. Only by working twice as hard as them and doing better than the children of the elves can you gain their recognition. Other than that, there is no other way out."
"More efforts?"[
The man who called out the candy came out with a vague response, and Roland was unable to understand Li Lin's request.
It's not about doing the same thing, but doing it better than the elves of the same age, and it still has to be done.
"Compared to a long debate in which no one can convince anyone, the difference in strength can shape a clear result faster."
Li Lin's somewhat authoritarian and strength-based explanation made Roland frown. The boy had never liked his adoptive father's highly realistic and almost cold style of doing things.
"Only when a guy with strength speaks out will someone be willing to listen. A guy without strength who only relies on his mouth... who takes them seriously?"
In fact, Li Lin really wanted to use certain people in the history of his world - such as Dr. Sun, the ginseng prostitute who made revolution most of the time by relying on one mouth, unreliable companions, and foreigners with ulterior motives - as negative teaching materials.
, and then extended the motto of a certain Taizu "Political power emerges from the barrel of a gun" for comparison, but that is too off-topic and has no obvious effect on educating Roland.
"I don't think this approach can change other people's hearts. Isn't this basically forcing others to bow to your power?"
Roland did not doubt that Li Lin's proposal would be effective. But there was a huge gap between his tough tactics and his personality.
"Since the conflict is caused by lack of understanding of each other, we should deepen communication." The young man imitated Roland's tone. Then he sneered: "It is indeed a solution that you will come up with, forget it... if
If you want to think so, then just do what you want, I will just remind you one more time."
Giving up arguing, Li Lin took off the towel again and washed it in cold water. He folded it and applied it to Roland's forehead.
"It is difficult for people to trust each other, and it is even more difficult to establish a relationship of equality and trust with elves. You are just a child. How can you break the barriers of race and history?"
As long as humans and elves do not explore a relationship that can coordinate and coexist, disputes will continue to occur until war is used to settle everything. The false proposition of mutual understanding will continue, and no matter what is done, it will be meaningless.
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"But why don't you try it?"
The red-faced boy turned around and stared at Li Lin resolutely.
"I want to give it a try, no matter how unlikely it is."
"Even if you know you will fail, do you still want to do it?"
"I don't want to do nothing and just live like this. Instead of regretting it later, I would rather try and see."
"The decision is yours, I won't interfere."
"I want the elves to know that humans are not all bad. We can sit down and talk..."[
The nerve soothing agent mixed in the mints began to take effect. Roland felt that his vision was blurring, and the outline of Li Lin's face gradually blurred. The stubborn boy who was not willing to fall asleep muttered in a daze:
"Sing a lullaby...I won't sleep if I don't sing a lullaby..."
"What a troublesome kid... Go to sleep. Go to sleep, my dear baby..."
Before falling asleep, Roland heard a lullaby. In the tone-deaf singing, the man inserted his slender fingers into his hair and caressed it. In the bitter sigh of "What a little adult", he felt the love he loved most.
Roland, who was stroking his head, fell into sleep.
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"Hey, hey, hey. Did you hear that? Are you trying to make elves understand humans? I originally thought he was a vase boy, but now it seems he is not a very courageous person, but a fool who doesn't understand the situation."
Leaving the wall close to her, Freya spread her hands and returned to the table, gathering the cards scattered on the table together. Her skillful staggered shuffling technique was reminiscent of a casino dealer.
The National Defense Forces have clear regulations prohibiting gambling and alcohol abuse. The military police with crescent-shaped nameplates on their chests often raid the barracks. If they encounter a guy with a problematic lifestyle, the chain dogs are always happy to invite him to the military police for a chat.
The people in this room are all senior officers of the General Staff. The chain dogs are not too unimaginable to bring bad luck to them, but with the consciousness of being a military example and the reserved cultivation of senior officers, no one wants to waste time and money.
Looking for excitement.
They are all thinking about the conversation between Roland and Li Lin now. The poorly soundproofed dormitory walls transmitted the conversation between the precocious adoptive father and son to the officers in the next room.
Freya has already finished shuffling the cards and stacked the face-up cards into several long dragons.
I don't know since when, he developed the habit of playing a game of Solitaire to stimulate his thoughts when thinking about troublesome problems. The wildcat-like elf girl dealt the cards with a mocking and mean smile on her lips.
"In this situation, there is no talk of reconciliation. It's true that a child loves to dream... But since the colonel said to let him handle it by himself, there is no problem. The kid likes reconciliation, so let him study it carefully.
The way to reconciliation is good. Anyway, by the time this generation grows up, the final judgment will have already begun."
"Yes, the next generation is a generation that is related to war. They no longer need to think about war and other issues."
Brunhil leaned against the wall, rarely agreeing with Freya, but their starting points for speaking were completely different.
"Our mission is to create a new era, no more war, discrimination, corruption, and tyranny, and then hand it over to the next generation."
"Sister, it's good to have ideals, but it can't be confused with reality, right?"
The cards in her hand had been dealt out, and Freya turned over the cards in the first row. The nimble movements of her fingers were like a condensed work of art.
"If the fires of disputes can be extinguished so easily, then what has happened to the history of the world for more than a thousand years? Logically speaking, all parties should maintain peace under the balance of power, but this does not seem to be the case.
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"What do you want to say?"
"Anything that involves racial issues will become endless troubles. Even if we annex this country one day and establish the new Kingdom of Gilmania, humans will take action against us, and the orcs will probably follow suit...
As a result, until all open and potential threats are revealed, we can't even talk about being safe, right?"