eurekapd Chapter 435 You Don't Need to Get Involved in the Elves' War
Chapter 435 You Don't Need to Get Involved in the Elves' War
"I still don't understand why taking away the divine power from Leila would mean that the other party would go to war with the Elf God?"
Following Corellon into the stone house, as soon as he sat down, Ivan couldn't wait to ask.
Iris did not participate in this round of conversation. She leaned against the corner of the stone house, her eyes wandering everywhere, but not looking at Corellon.
Glancing at his daughter who was still quarreling with him, Corellon gave a smile uglier than crying and slowly sat down opposite Ivan.
“You’re a smart human, Ivan.
When we first came into this world, you brought up the theory of the elf threat, which made me start to be on guard.
Iris was right. Most of Leila's divine power came from the so-called "sharing" of the human royal family, and those divine powers had indeed been stripped away just now.
The gods of humans are completely different from those of other races. They have no main god.
And even gods are as selfish as mortals... No offense, but it is true that most humans are egoists."
Corellon's description is absolutely correct when placed on the main plane.
Compared with other gods, human gods' behavior style is indeed somewhat unpredictable.
Whether it is the dragon gods or the elven gods, when encountering foreign enemies, they will all become united and fight back against the enemy.
But the human gods - the culprits who opened the turbulent years of the Third Age - did not consider race at all.
Corellon had seen more than once a human god who stood in the position of a demigod and wielded the butcher's knife against his own kind;
It has been witnessed more than once that human gods, in confrontation with foreign races, began to engage in internal strife with their own race for trivial reasons.
These gods only consider their own positions and their own selfish desires.
Perhaps there is a small part of the human population who, like the elves, have a high sense of identification and belonging to their own race.
But these people have long since become sophisticated under the polish of society.
As an aside, some human-centered sects will separate their own positions from human politics, race and other factors.
For example, the warrior monks active in Dongzhou, and the druids far away from human cities...
In their philosophy, their duty is not to exist for the human race alone.
But no matter what, human civilization has occupied the position of lord of the plane for two consecutive eras since the Third Era.
From this perspective, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with selfishness.
“However, extreme selfishness means distrust of one’s own kind.
As Lyra remains a captive in the Elven Courtyard, her 'companions' inevitably begin to anticipate the possibility of betrayal by this deceitful goddess.
Of course, there’s more to it than that—”
Corellon's palm stroked the wooden sand table on the stone table.
A winding snake-shaped halo appeared in the southern part of the sand table, with the snake's head at the place representing Huiyao City, and the tail of the long snake could not be seen until it exceeded the boundary of the sand table.
"This is the news that Angris just sent back. An army of 50,000 people from the human kingdom has arrived in Brilliant City.
Several scout teams have already reached the other side of the Miral River.
Their target is the Elven Courtyard."
Seeing Ivan's somewhat unhappy expression, Corellon waved his hand, letting the halo on the sand table dissipate with the wind.
“It was probably my oracle to those of elven blood that made those human gods aware of the current situation of the elven pantheon—I had never considered this at the time.
Of course, as a druid, and a human knight at that, I don’t think they would do anything to you;
But then, the entire Elf Courtyard would surely be engulfed in war.
Druids don't need to get involved in the war between elves, so I need you to take Xiling and the others, as well as the dozen or so elves who just returned, back to the Druid base.
And Iris... also needs to return to the Moon Sea Breath—"
"Why?"
Iris's cold questioning voice standing in the corner floated in the empty stone house.
She stared at Corellon with a hint of anger in her eyes.
The latter raised his head and smiled with a hint of joy.
This was probably the first time Iris spoke to him since the father and daughter met.
Corellon clasped his hands together and answered Iris word by word:
"Because you are my daughter, Elise..."
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"Lord Xiuman, I am Leon Fonterman, the fourth knight of the Kingdom Knights. We need to mobilize all the soldiers in Huiyao City. Listen carefully, all the soldiers."
After letting the kingdom's knights outside the city stay where they were, Xuman led the leading general without stopping and walked into his own city lord's mansion.
As soon as he sat down, the knight in full armor and with a cold tone made a request that left Xiuman stunned.
"all?
Sir Knight, are you mistaken?
Huiyao City is located on the border of the human kingdom. If our soldiers are withdrawn, who will take care of the security in the territory and defend against the orcs on the border?"
The Fourth Knight, this is the self-introduction of the tin can opposite with a cold face and sitting upright.
Xiuman had heard from some young nobles from the capital before that in the strongest legion of the human kingdom, there were a total of twelve knights, who were known as the ceiling of the legion's combat power.
Each of them is of legendary rank, and there are even rumors that the strength of these twelve knights is close to that of demigods.
They were not like some nobles who named themselves after their surnames or fancy titles, with a bunch of weird names like the Rose Knight or the Banana Knight.
Instead, they used numbers instead of their names according to their strength, from the first row to the twelfth.
At the end of the Orc War, there was a Ninth Knight who led his army to the border;
Then, using his extremely terrifying power, he killed more than a dozen chiefs of the orc tribes in just one evening.
Those unfortunate orc chieftains are all of legendary rank.
Xiuman really couldn't have imagined that he would be able to sit face to face with such a powerful being of such a level.
The terrifying pressure from the opponent caused the arcane energy in the body of Xuman, a high-level sorcerer, to unconsciously surge.
“Lord Xiuman, I will repeat myself again. I hope you will not ask unnecessary questions.
I need all the soldiers in Radiant City.
This is not a plea or a negotiation, it is an order."
The young city lord felt a little annoyed. He raised his eyes and frowned at the knight opposite.
"Orders? From whose orders are these?
The royal capital? Or your majesty..."
Before Xiuman could finish his words, a pressure that could crush a soul into powder suddenly appeared on Xiuman.
The Tin Can Knight took off his helmet, revealing a head of curly black hair.
He leaned forward and approached the young city lord who was completely unable to move.
"I don't want to repeat it for the third time, Lord Huiyao."