Chapter 2046: Last request

Seghart stared at me blankly, silent for a long time.
I think it is probably amazed by my simple and subtle ideas.
In fact, the creatures in the world are all like this. The more powerful and the more important they are, the more cumbersome their way of thinking about problems tends to be.
It's not that they can't come up with simple and convenient ideas, but because they are more inclined to hypothesis when thinking about problems, often after a round trip, they directly abandon the simplest and direct method and choose the one they think is the most effective.
However, in fact, the simpler and the less feasible the solution, the more effective it is.
I was complacent, looking forward to Seghart's surprised expression and Yadyan's slightly provocative praise, but none of these came.
What waited was Yadyan slapped fiercely.
"Hey, be lighter, the shoulder armor is about to melt!" I shouted, and at the same time I blew the shoulder armor twice.
"Stupid! You don't even know such a simple question, you are really the shame of a fairy!"
Suddenly, Yadyan was annoyed by Yadyan, and I suddenly looked confused: "Huh?"
"You also don't want to think, if they can come and fetch it directly, is it necessary to delay it until now and not find the lost manuscript back?"
I suddenly realized it and scratched my head: "Huh? Don't say it, I really didn't expect this!"
Suddenly, Seghart let out a trembling laugh. After laughing, it looked at me and said, "Straightforward and undisguised, I finally feel the smell of a fairy from you."
As he said, it turned to look at Yadyan: "You are right. If those overlords can come here, they won't be delayed until now."
"Among the overlords, even if your majesty's strength is not the strongest, he can still be among the best, but even so, he can't even beat the elders of your two races... Yadyan, you can tell me about your territory. How many elders are there?"
Yadyan thought for a while, counted with his fingers, and murmured with Bingnas and other three elves for a while, and then he said with certainty: "About forty or so."
"Then do you know the strength of the elders who fought against your Majesty back then, what level can they rank among the elves?"
"Are you asking about the strength of the elders? There is no hierarchy," Yadyan said, turning to Icenas: "I am right?"
"Yes," Bingnas said timidly, and at the same time retracted the tip of the ice that was about to pierce my arm.
"His Majesty who can suppress any three elders has no power to fight back. Forty elders...do you understand?"
"Yes, I already understand." Reluctantly squeezing out a smile, I said: "Sorry, I was abrupt just now and didn't think about it."
"This is also normal. You haven't personally seen your Majesty's appearance when he came back. No matter how much you say, you won't be able to impress you."
"Could you take the liberty to ask?" I nervously said, "What did Bakar look like when he came back?"
Seghart pondered for a long time: "About this question, wait until you see your Majesty, and ask him in person."
This kind of concealment made Bakar's tragic situation clearer in my mind-although I have never seen Bakar, I can imagine it!
Just like Seghart said, any three elders can beat the strong of the Bakar level. For example, the strong of the elder level, there are more than forty elves alone. The count of the fairies.
And the most terrifying thing is not the elders, but the king standing on top of the two races.
To be a king, you must either have the strength to overwhelm the crowd, or you have otherworldly charm. Compared with the two, I believe in the former more.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but nodded again and again: "No wonder Bakar took the initiative to propose to the Elf Queen..."
"You told him about this?" Saigehart looked at Yadyan.
Ya De Yanhun didn't care: "I told him that he is a fairy. Even if I don't say it now, when he activates his bloodline and gets the inheritance, he will still know all this. The fact is the fact and there is no way to hide it. "
Seghart sighed helplessly.
"I have already told you all the deeds related to your Majesty. If you have anything else to ask, just tell you. I'll send you away after you finish."
Seghart was able to say such a thing, it seems that he has a deep prejudice against Bakkar's rejection of his marriage proposal.
"The problem is gone, but there is one thing, I want to ask you."
"what's up?"
"Since you have been appointed as the Lord of Light, you must have a strong advantage in strength. I hope you can give me some guidance in combat."
"Since you want to become stronger in combat, why don't you ask your elders for advice?" Seghart was puzzled, but soon, it reacted: "Oh, I forgot, your elders are here. In a catastrophe... I'm sorry, I apologize for my rude behavior."
"It's okay" I waved my hand: "Actually, I don't know them well. I didn't even know that I was a fairy in the last few days. Before that, I always regarded myself as a human being."
After pondering for a while, Seghar said in a special way: "Just treat it as a plea, I promise your request."
I was overjoyed immediately: "Thank you so much, then."
After a little warm-up, I started my first battle with Segehart, Lord of the City of Light.
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Seghart can be called the Lord of Light, and there is a certain reason. First, its golden yellow armor gleams under the light of the magic stone lamp. Secondly, the body in its armor is also made of electricity. Glittering sky blue electric light, in the end, most of its weapons are lightsabers.
From armor to weapons, from head to feet, dazzling light bursts out everywhere.
The title of the Lord of Light is just worthy of the name!
Seghart, who pulls the wind in this way, is equally dazzling in terms of strength. The tricks are exquisite and extraordinary. They are fast and slow, making me unpredictable, and from time to time, they will release several lightning bolts, which makes me full of electricity. Shaking, almost foaming at the mouth.
In response to this, I deeply protest. Fighting is a good fight. What do you do?
Seghart said calmly: "The purpose of the battle is to win. The tricks are just to pave the bricks for victory. There is no absolute way to use what you want. Only victory is the only absolute."
Although its preaching is full of ultra-left chivalry, I have no power to refute it.
Yes, it is right. There is only one purpose of fighting, and that is to win. If you win, you can’t win. How about a fart?
It's just that my magic power is sealed and I cannot use magic, but you give me a bolt of lightning from time to time. Is this mocking me for not using magic?
It's horrible, it's horrible!
Just when my heart was very angry, another bunch of lightning fell.
I was shocked by electricity, lying on the ground in pain and twitching, plumes of smoke coming out of the gaps in the armor.
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