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[Peace] is a positive ideal state and concept, and most intelligent species will promote their own argument of [peace-loving].
It's just that there will always be only a small minority of idealists who truly regard it as the highest and inviolable norm. Their voices, lighter than the sound of mosquitoes, have never changed the fact that the so-called "peace" is actually a disguised "truce".
The same goes for the elves.
In other words, their wandering life has made them more realistic.
The improvement of living standards will weaken the fighting enthusiasm of villagers who have lived a hard life. After all, focusing on making money faster and living a safer life is a manifestation of the profit-seeking nature of intelligent creatures. Accusing this or using harsh dogmatism to distort the demands of life can only be done in
The effect exists for a certain period of time, and if it is amplified to the entire population or suppressed for a long time, dangerous counter-effects will be triggered.
Therefore, [enemy] and [war] provide solutions to many problems such as adjusting national sentiment, promoting internal cohesion, rationalizing armament growth, and seeking the right to speak for the military. They are indispensable and valuable materials.
"Humans are doing a great job."
Li Lin raised the non-existent beer glass as if to salute, and gave a grateful smile to the people who unconsciously completed the various strategic targets he set.
The villagers behind him were amused by the naughty performance. Although they knew that the enemy army was large in number and well-equipped, and that among its ranks there were gryphon knights and magicians who had made it difficult for several sharpshooters to die in silence, the coach did not take it seriously at all.
Pie still somewhat relaxed them.
"He is the only one with such courage. If it were me... I would probably find a tree to pull my pants off."
Toward the calmness of the black-haired coach, Tuoer smiled in admiration. The inappropriate and indecent part of the admiration was completely overwhelmed by the simple admiration of the younger generation.
The commander-in-chief Wan Zhongyi who remained calm despite the overwhelming disparity in troops;
The commander who smiles in desperate situation and waits for the arrival of the enemy can only be seen in legends;
A coach who transcends both of them and defeats his opponents with bold words can only be classified as "unprecedented" if not unparalleled.
"After today, Count Agentolaton's army will cease to exist."
The map placed on the simple folding marching table is reflected in the red eyes. The drawings filled with arrows marked by red and blue pencils are like large and small wounds and bruises. He looks at the small world that can be conquered with the two-color pencil in his hand, as calm as a cloud.
An elegant smile slowly said:
"I already know the opponent's trump card and all the ways to play the cards. It's almost time for me to end this game of chatting and let the humans have a nightmare of Niflheim."
"Are you going to strike out personally?"
The excited old patriarch frowned and used a rare honorific in his question - to a non-elf who was old enough to be his grandson-in-law.[
The extremely bad image of non-elves that existed in the past, and the stubborn resistance to the changes brought about by Li Lin - these past are no longer important. At this moment, in the eyes of the Emir clan, the elves can escape the fate of disappearing from the world stage and realize the rejuvenation of the clan.
The only hope and opportunity is for a black-haired boy of unknown race.
It is not [one], it will only be [the only one].
There must not be any problems with Li Lin. It would be unreasonable to let this commander, who is closely related to the whole family's plan for rejuvenation, attend the battle in person, not to mention that he is so interested that he plans to challenge 900 humans alone.
crazy.
Complete madness.
"With the current combat power, there is no problem in repelling the human invasion. There is no way we should bear the risk of losing our coach."
Uncompromising and unyielding, the old elves' momentum and stubborn temper are tougher and more difficult to deal with than the human army.
Stepping over his corpse... this idea is definitely not feasible. The younger elves mostly have the same idea as the old patriarch. From some perspectives, this idea is not unreasonable.
[Teach the guys who invaded the valley an unforgettable lesson.] - At this stage, it no longer remains at the level of propaganda slogans. It has accumulated various new weapons over the past few months and the [Moon Moon Fire] that can drive the elves crazy.
Water, Wood, Metal, and Metal] high-intensity training provides the most solid realistic foundation and capital for Hao Yan.
Defeat the intruders without any pressure.
The elves are full of confidence in their young army.
"I didn't plan to destroy them, I just planned to capture them."
Without waiting for the stunned expression to change to another expression mode or to brew up a maddening complaint, the elves heard the young man who had smoothed his broken hair say something that made their hearts almost stop.
"The troops have entered the second level of combat readiness and are preparing to conquer Agen Tolatong."
"This...I have never heard of this! It's so random!!!"
The red face that extended to the root of his neck expressed the old patriarch's excitement, and his uncontrollable anger was rapidly expanding and becoming active.
Whether it is a long-planned act or a sudden whim, the emir who leads the clan will never tolerate such absurd behavior.
【He must be stopped!】
The sense of responsibility drove the old patriarch to take steps towards Li Lin, and his steps, determined to remonstrate to death, stopped after taking one step.
"What is this! Brunhil!"
"Please forgive me, grandpa... but at least please watch the battle of the Commander-in-Chief. Every elf in Niflheim has the right and obligation to watch this battle clearly."
The unique feminine softness is mixed with steely perseverance, and the familiar stubborn expression almost drives away my grandfather, who has a very similar personality.[
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the faces of the young elves stood opposite the clan leader, opposite their parents and elders.
"You! You! You! You...you guys!!"
The unfamiliar faces that they grew up with faced off against the older generation, the new generation that accepted new ideas and had seen a corner of the vast outside world made their choices.
It's not just a rebellious period, nor is it just a hot-headed impulse.
"We are not deviants."
Tyr held the knife handle at his waist and spoke in a calm and calm tone.
"Elf or non-elf."
Losing his simplicity and honesty, Thor's seriousness that did not intend to step back even a millimeter made the air freeze.
"Now, what our clan needs is a leader who can lead the whole clan out of the tragic darkness. Everyone has witnessed what Mr. Li Lin did after he came to Niflheim."
The gesture of stirring the air was like saying goodbye to the past mindset of "Elves can only be led by elves". Under the tension and pride of opening the door to destiny and era, the elf girl warrior held down her rapidly rising chest.
"Achieving a career that everyone thought was unachievable, opening up a great situation that has never been seen before, and completely disappearing from a life of hunger and fullness - these are unshakable facts. Your Excellency Li Lin does not act arbitrarily without any reason.
Fools, no one knows this better than everyone here."
Brunhil declares that the young generation who are passionate, impulsive and eager to revolutionize the unchanging world are making their own voices heard.
"We have witnessed the king's wisdom and magnanimity, now is the time to witness the king's power!!"
The great bell roared and vibrated in my ears;
The strong wind from the mountain stream blows on the body;
Indulging in the status quo and relying on the newly developed little elf village to achieve the dreamlike restoration of the country?
or,
Serving a young man who can find out his true identity as a king?
The issues that have been sitting in the corner for more than half a year and resisted thinking can no longer be avoided. The young elves have a showdown with their elders at a critical moment of life and death for their clan.
An attack that leaves no room or opportunity for calculation.
On the political chessboard, White's king is checkmate.
"for this I……"
The crutch he was holding tightly swayed slightly, and the stuttering words that were difficult to respond to fell from the ugly expression of the Emir Patriarch along with the cold sweat.
The old patriarch hopes that the young man from the mysterious race will always play the role of an influential strategist. Letting foreigners control the fate of the clan is always an unacceptable thing for an old elf with a conservative style.
I didn't expect that the showdown would come so early, and I didn't expect that the younger generation would accept the mysterious race without any barriers and unanimously elevate them to the highest seat.
The patriarch, who failed to calculate the evolution of the situation, suddenly found that he was forced into a corner from which he could retreat.
"Defending tradition is undoubtedly the responsibility and obligation of an experienced elder. It is a critical moment that determines the fate of a family. It is extremely disrespectful to ask you to do embarrassing things, so I am not asking a respectable old man like you to do embarrassing things. It's just
I hope that everyone will witness this battle together and let all the elves of Niflheim make their own decisions. No matter what the outcome is, the group will not and should not be divided into confrontations. We are still a united whole working together."
Friendly, easy-going, calm... Yun Danfeng's gentle smile is facing the old patriarch, and the slightly skewed smile makes it impossible for the audience to associate it with the activities of seizing class and power.
Power is not obtained through sacrifice.
It's always been earned.
Look at the new generation who are following Li Lin's lead, and then take a look behind you to see the recognition, confusion, worry, and disgust - the Mesozoic generation that lacks unanimous intentions.
【Has the direction of the wind changed——】
The empty epiphany suddenly took away the strength of the old patriarch, and his stubbornness and stubbornness - his seemingly never-changing thinking collapsed at the moment he realized that he was out of touch with the pace of generations.
"All right……"
The back that always looked a little rickety was straight as if it had been relieved of a burden, and the old face that highlighted the character showed an unprecedented freshness from every scratch carved by the years.
"Let's witness the battle for the king's qualifications. Will the world and the Mother Goddess give this unknown race the qualifications to open the door of the era? What kind of future will we go to? Witness it with our eyes."
Compromised.
Patriarch Emil's expression suddenly became as relaxed as if he was relieved, and the whispers of relaxed breathing behind him stirred up mixed ripples in the old elf's heart, and then his turbulent state of mind calmed down again like the tranquility of a lake.
The boy spread out his strange wings, and his back as he ran towards the battlefield gradually became smaller in size, seeming to blend into the sky without leaving any trace.
That kind of thing has nothing to do with him and he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
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small theater time
Brunhil: Grandpa Emil is very disappointed.
Li Lin: Although I'm sorry, this step will come sooner or later. It's better than getting entangled or turning into a bloody purge.
Brunhil: We will finally have a head-on battle with the human army.
Li Lin: I've been thinking about whether I should shout "Niflheim, I'm back!" and then plant a mushroom?
Brunhil: In that case, probably... readers will throw away tomatoes and kitchen knives, right?