Chapter 102: 6. The day when the comet comes (4)

"The brothers and sisters in the team are elves.//"
Facing the disgusted, scared, and jealous eyes of the playmates, Chloe shook his head and said happily.
"Sister Brunnhill is an elf, Brother Till is an elf, everyone in V.E is an elf, and they are very kind to me."
Young elves who have undergone rigorous military education and training rarely do anything extraordinary. No matter how much they hate human teeth, it is entirely up to them to vent a 5 year old human girl who has never done anything to elves. Beyond the moral bottom line. Unless the circumstances are exceptional, or there is a clear written instruction. The act of infringing and killing young children like the human/orc army will not be approved by the elves.
Not to mention that the colonel’s order is there, and it is something they dare not imagine to go to the military court against the military order.
"They are elves! Didn't the fairy tale books say that they would often catch lost children and disobedient children to eat?"
"Deceptive! That's deceptive!"
The little girl stood up and refuted the image of the elf in the standard children's book loudly, and the strong aura made the boys shut up immediately.
"Sister Brunhill taught me to turn the flower rope, help me comb my hair, and chat with me. Those in the fairy tale book are deceptive! I will never read it again!"
"It was originally intended for the little devil..."
The grumbled boy ate Croy and closed his eyes after closing his eyes. The little girl continued to tell what she saw.
"The elves are very beautiful, with long ears like deer ears, white skin like cotton. Blond or silver hair, blue eyes like the sky... But the most beautiful is Li Lin— -Not only has wheat-colored skin, but also black hair and red eyes."
The description of the elf is roughly correct, and the choice of words to describe the appearance of a certain president is obviously... a little unsuitable. It doesn't matter if you don't use honorifics to reflect your due attitude towards authority. To describe men as pretty is a bit...
"Prettier than the elder sister!"
The simple expression made by the little girl due to lack of vocabulary makes the deviation more severe, and the impression of Li Lin by the children who listened to this narration in the basement is classified into a heterogeneous taxonomy called "Pseudo Niang" in a single sentence At the same time, the subtle and ambiguous eyes were thrown at Roland who felt bad.
"Look...what to watch!!!"
The tricked attention saw Roland shouting when his scalp tingled.
This is also the victim of Chloe, the result of the misleading word.
"Ah! Box! Right! It's a box!!!"
Anxious to shift the embarrassing focus, Roland searches for words in the memory area of ​​the brain that can serve as materials. The object of conversation that makes parents look extremely nervous-[Once opened the box that will make the world crazy] With the emergence of light, he blurted out without thinking.
"Nun, do you know anything special in the Asgart Mountains where the Mother God of the North Pole is sleeping? What is [the force that guides the change of the world's form]?"
"Roland. Where did you hear this? Who told you?"
Sister Patti, who is quite proficient in theological research, suddenly turned pale. She was much more sensitive to religious books and ancient legends than Roland’s mother who was keen on non-mainstream research and housework. They were just a few vague. The keywords immediately grasped the essence of the question, and the nun who knew that answer was caught in the heart by taboos and fear.
"Father and mother said. It is said that the box Chloe saw at the elves has [the power to change the world]."
The nun’s fierce reaction made Roland feel a little scared. After hurried out the general process, the boy who could not restrain curiosity and excitement continued to ask:
"Is there really such a thing? Once opened, it will bring disaster to the world. Is there any giant dangerous species or magic in it?"
"No, it's not that kind of thing. It's a huge force. It can bring happiness and light, and it can cause irreparable disaster to the world. Which one will be depends on how the user uses it."
"Uh... I don't quite understand, can it be simpler?"
"It's like fire."
For a group of children who cannot yet understand the inherent two sides of things. Sisters patiently do popular analog education.
"When we cook and cook, keep warm, [fire] is an indispensable thing. But when the bad guys use the fire to do bad things-like burning houses and burning others. It becomes very dangerous. Take away the destructive power of precious life. [Fire] itself does not have the so-called good and evil points, but with the good and evil of the user. It will be decided to bring people warmth and food, or of flames."
The children showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. After Sister Patty stretched her brow very shortly, she continued to speak in a worried tone:
"The [thing] that has been sleeping in the Asgart Mountain for thousands of years is also the same. If used properly, it will usher in a happy and beautiful future. If not used properly, it will cause the world to collapse to an incurable moment."
Perhaps it is not impossible to become a bitter Abi than that. The nuns who have survived from the asura are very clear. Judging from the performance in the past history, [that thing] and its content and meaning cannot be overemphasized.
"Then... what is that?"
Listening to the violent agitation that the heart almost broke, the instincts in the body also shouted [don't ask] But the sense of excitement brought by stupid curiosity and fear of terror continues to expand and intensify, and even instincts are suppressed by this intense urge to seek truth. The spoken questions are like magic, very clear and far away. After asking questions in a trance state, Roland swallowed the cold saliva and looked nervously at the silent nun like a stone statue.
Every child is waiting, forgetting that their parents are not there, forgetting to be in a closed underground space, forgetting the previous series of vibrations that are not like natural forces, forgetting all these uneasiness, watching the nun quietly, waiting for her The answer that came out.
[I don’t know is better]-The nun would like to say so.
In her generation, she was deeply tired of [that thing]. Forget everything related to it. It is everyone's consensus to bury it deep in the shadows of history. Once the truth is learned, the heavy pressure and sense of despair will also be passed on to the new generation that should have nothing to do with them.
[But it was the elves who came to find that power. ]-Lamenting the reincarnation of fatalism, knowing that the innocence symbol will not come anyway. Clenching her lower lip and throwing away the emptiness of wasted time, the nun spit out a difficult voice.
"That's... a sword."
"sword?"
Children with the most imagination can't draw any lines of connection between the weapons used by one or two hands and the [tremendous power to change the world]. The wonders that are full of adults are not something they can touch and understand.
"Is it a sword with great magic power? Will it shovel a powerful magic weapon like a mountain with a wave?"
"Is it very sharp, no matter what kind of armor, strong shield or even defensive magic can be easily cut off?"
"It must be decorated with beautiful gold and silver ornaments, inlaid with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, crystals..."
With a clear shape, the children unfolded the imaginary picture, depicting a variety of handsome and beautiful swords and magic swords. I also imagine how glorious it is to hold such a famous and handsome sword.
It's so easy.
Imagine what you cannot do, and know nothing about the weight of the world.
The children were exaggerated and excited. Sister Patty smiled bitterly at this.
The sharp sword, the magic sword that splits the mountains, and the famous sword that is worth the wealth of the entire city.
These swords are the dream swords of the warriors and collectors. The random selection of a sword thrown into the crowd will also cause fierce competition and even disputes. The charm value of the sword is indeed impeccable.
but.
Compared with the concept of [changing the world] which is so unimaginably large and unacceptable, I have never experienced actual pressure. The heavy imagination that cannot be felt can only be said to be childish, regardless of the specific definition or the imagination itself.
"After a thousand years, no one can remember the appearance of the sword. Up to now, some places have forgotten that there is such a sword in the world. But the sword does indeed exist in the mother's sleep. The place will appear again at the appointed time. At that time, the special meaning given to it will also appear, and the direct consequence is -"
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"war."
Spit out the words behind the millions of lives, Li Nadu's face can almost wring out lead water.
"The world today does have problems of this kind. It is not bad to say that it is a false peace under distortion. But in any case it is better than a war that is triggered by a sudden brain fever."
Only after witnessing the ease and pain of the disappearance of life can we understand the value and beauty of life. Only from the bottom of my heart can we respect and cherish life.
What a simple truth, a short sentence that can be finished in one breath.
Li Nadu lost many of his robes. Witnessing the death of many more civilians in an instant, the world is still at the mercy of [historical road signs], standing still in the and cold quagmire.
Since then, the brave knight has solved the irrationality of the world from his soul, and put the holy sword Dirandal in the sheath, and began to live in seclusion in the village of Bode.
It is for this reason that at this moment, in order to no longer appear the people who bleed and sacrifice for unknown reasons. Li Nadu raised his sword again, and the shiny tip of Dirandal pointed to the source of the new round of disputes.
"Are you going to set off a new war?"
"Before the next action, the world's disputes and wars have not ended? No matter what you do or do nothing, war will always appear, just like people will continue to be born."
Sui's eyes run against Li Nadu, who is speechless to reality, and Li Lin continues to sarcastically conclude:
"Just as the head of the delegation talked about peace and talked about life. There is still a dispute in a corner of the world, a life is dying casually-starving, burning, poking, chopping Death, and murder... A variety of end-of-life methods continue to be staged, even after the conclusion of the Armistice Treaty, the inter-ethnic vendetta has not stopped for a moment, let alone the dross of [carrion crow]. Leaving aside these, Didn’t Lord Lido, the adult men and some women in the village be covered in blood and crossed countless bodies before they could enjoy a peaceful life?"
The mocking stinger pierces deep into my heart, but I can't find any available text if I want to refute it.
"Withdraw your words. Otherwise...!!!"
The malicious speech is the biggest insult to them. If a certain poisonous mouth does not withdraw and completely negate the evil words of the members of the Knights, the conversation will not have to continue.
Even if Li Lin's remarks weren't half-truthed, this kind of thing would not turn his life away. He was completely ruthless.
"If you make a mistake, you don't need to be reminded. I will also retract what I said, and at the same time thank you."
After breaking his forehead and breaking his hair, the teenager still had a ridiculous expression. Bored of the face with almost no expression other than the smile, Li Nadu snorted secretly.
"It doesn't mean to provoke war easily. After all, the situation is far from being developed to the point where the problem must be solved by force. Waging war is not good for us. What we want is a space where we can live in peace, not experience. The broken wall covered with dead bodies after the war."
"That's the case. Obediently return to your place--"
"Forgiveness, we come from afar, but not to return empty-handed, for big plans to change the world. That force is an important part that cannot be indispensable anyway, after all, it is--"
Raising the pitch slightly, as if to crush Li Nadu's shoulder with words, confirming the force of the head of the Knights, the bending and opening of the lip line will reveal the answer.
"[Sword of Glory Kingship], [Sword of Overlord]-Gram (GRAM)."
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"Kingdom...Sword? Gram?"
Ignorant naive sound ruminates strange vocabulary. Roland, who still couldn't understand the mystery, looked at the only sad nun on his face.
Sister Patty is not feeling well? Looking worriedly at the nun with a pale face and sweat beads hanging on her chin, Roland was about to ask whether the nun was unwell, and another question was rushed to him in front of the nun.
"Nun. Is there anything special about that sword?"
Chloe's curiosity was nothing special, but the frank question made the nuns feel more pressure. The bad feeling of history, faith, responsibility, and guilt continually oozing from the crack in the chest continues to expand. The urge to escape from the front of the children is increasing, and the enclosed space in the depths of the ground and the secret door knocking code have delayed the feasibility of escape.
[Even now. Could it escape from the shadow of that power? In the end, it just keeps avoiding it. 】
Screaming in her heart, Sister Patty's face became worse.
The sword involved a period of disgraceful history between the two races of humans and orcs, and even more hatred accumulated by the elves. The negative legacy inherited from generation to generation before the millennium continues to increase in value, and the huge interest superimposed is enough to crush the contact's body and mind and drive people crazy.
It's just like a continuous cycle-no, today, it is already a curse of death.
Generations continue to carry burdens, deepening the prolonged curse...
"Nun? Sister!"
The anxious and anxious child sound exploded in the ears, and when he recovered, he suddenly found the children's worried faces.
"Nun, are you okay? You sweat a lot, do you have a cold?"
Roland brought over the cup, and the nun wiped off the sticky sweat on her face with a cuff, and took the cup tremblingly. The big mouth swallows cold water to cool the body that is on the verge of disorder. The calmed and mind sensed the coldness of the wet clothes, and the heat returned to the body.
Make a smile and wave your hand to signal that there is no problem. The nun managed to get rid of the clue that he was involved in the vortex of madness, and his face gradually returned to normal blood.
Make sure that the beloved nun is not a big deal, the children show peace of mind, and the clean face pierces Sister Patty's heart like a needle.
These children are innocent and have nothing to do with Gram and things that were thousands of years ago. But in the eyes of that group, it is a sin of human beings to be born as a human being and to survive in a human posture. Sooner or later, the bills extended to this day will be repaid by this generation.
"Chloe, how are the elves to you?"
After hearing it once, it was not enough to relieve the worries of the elves. After holding the delusion of persecution, the little girl was a little confused, and the little perspective of the elf youths collected by the children’s perspective was collected by Chloe. Tell the silent nun as much as possible.
[There is no difference from human children. Apart from the difference in appearance and the serious and almost rigid style of behavior, there is nothing special about it. It is a group of ordinary young people. 】
Filtering out the obscure parts, the core impression in the description is accurately formed in the nun’s brain, but the lament in the bottom of the heart is more serious.
As long as the elves are still elves, humans are still humans. The fact of hostility cannot be changed. The younger generation, who are essentially indistinguishable from each other, will meet sooner or later, the corpses will fill the battlefield, and the meaningless blood will continue to shed.
This is a fate that cannot be separated from the reincarnation, and will continue forever.
"Gram, the sword of kingship, is a testimony to the conclusion of a contract between the goddess and the species of wisdom.
The mournful voice fell from the nun's mouth, and there was only emptiness in the deep eyes that was difficult to maintain even consciousness.
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It should have been a testimony of the mother goddess' caring for the world created, bringing the world into the ideal homeland without war and disaster.
"After the goddess Mafa created all sentient beings, in order to prevent the world from falling into the ugly and useless friction disputes among many races. The prayer of [Praying for Peace and Prosperity for the Future] by the elves, the longevity and wisdom species that was best at magic at that time. A response was made. The words of [establishing the country and guiding the clans] were communicated to the whole elf clan. The elf clan who received the oracle also received the token of the mother goddess, and used that token as a proof to lead humans, orcs, dwarves, Gnomes and other intelligent species established the first country in the world, which is [Gilmania]."
"That token... is Gram?"
"Yes, there is a sword of elves' prayers and mother's divine words on the front and back-Gram. The elven kings of Gilmania in the past will pass Gram to the next king, the new king before they die. Take the king sword to Mount Asgart, the mother goddess confirms the contract and the succession of the new king, to ensure the continued stability and prosperity of the country. Therefore, Gram is named as "the sword of glory kingship", which is the wisdom kind of life and mother The testimony of God’s covenant is also a symbol of the standing of the King of Gilmania." (Welcome to you for your support is my greatest motivation.)