Istorville smiled bitterly again, shaking off the dust on the parchment. The fury of the female legion chief left a deep impression on everyone present, but he just didnt expect that after all these years she was still a girl with a little girl.
“Why dont you promise her?”
Yaluta couldnt help but ask, although he was a little scared of the person in front of him, and his emotions were out of shape.
“Why do you agree?” Istorville looked at the young prince and asked back.
“Isnt this self-help … its all this time?”
“Why is it self-help?” Istorville asked, “depending on Madara?”
“But Lord Sage said …”
The King of Lorrainedale raised his hand and motioned him to stop saying: “His prince, compared to the sages who live in history, I know better than St. Osor what they need-well, this question is for you Its too complicated. Maybe you should spend more time learning how to be an elf king-chu. “
The guards outside the door looked at each other, thinking that the adult was talking nonsense again, this time involving the adult after the wind, and he did not have much respect for His Royal Highness. Fortunately, perhaps they have long been used to such a scene, and carefully winked at each other, the elf girls retreated calmly.
Maybe someone else could pretend that they didnt hear this, but Yaluta didnt.
He felt insulted.
He was just the son of a hunter, and these days have been enough of anger, the elves did not look at him and his sister at all, and some people even laughed at them as soil buns.
He removed the crown from his head and couldnt help but say aloud, “I know, you havent looked at us at all, but I didnt expect anything. If it were not for the commission of Mr. Bredel and Lord Sage, I would not want to Come here … take this crown, if you want it, it doesnt belong to me. “
Then, he threw the crown on his hand to the other.
Istorville stopped suddenly, didnt reach out to pick it up, and let the crown ‘咚’ fall to the ground.
A purple arc outside the hole window was crossing the sky, and the whole dark room was bright.
Yalta was startled. He looked at the crumbling crown, only to remember that it was a symbol of the elf kingship. He couldnt help but feel a little scared, whispering, “I … I didnt mean it …”
The King of Lorraindell glanced at him, bent down, and picked up the crown with both hands. “Dont let me hear that again.” He said coldly.
“Then why dont you keep us!” Yaluta felt a sting in his nose, and tears almost moved in his eyes. He was really aggrieved and terrified: “Since you dont want to, let us go , My sister and I werent even elves! “
“Because you dont understand its weight.” Istorville gently swept away the dust from the crown.
Then he raised the crown with both hands and placed it on top of the boys head.
Yaluta was still crying, seeing the other person came over and froze in fright, but he saw Istorvilles movements for a moment, but he froze.
“you—”
“I do understand Saint-Osor better now than the adults after the wind.”
“But I have to admit that she knows better than me who is better for this throne—”
Istorville looked very serious: “The Wind Elves have long lacked a culture of tolerance and are therefore not tolerated by the mainstream of civilization. Perhaps a human king is the opportunity to change everything. Isolation is only a helpless choice, especially today In fact, we all know that no one can face this enemy alone. “
“That being the case … why dont you agree?” Yaluta wiped her tears and asked, sniffing her nose, “You clearly know that Madara is not the black hand behind Baishan, … Im sorry, I overheard your conversation.”
Istorville didnt take it seriously, correcting Aruta seriously: “Its us, not you.”
The elven lord looked out of the window, his thin face, the light reflecting in the depths of his pupils—the dark clouds dipped out of the window, and the empty knights of the Cruzs and Faenzans in the sky also joined in the killing. The light lit up almost the entire cloud.
“It was the same situation a thousand years ago,” he murmured.
Looking back again: “Her Highness, do you know what makes the Wind Elves stand?”
Yaluta shook his head blankly.
“Its because of pride.” But Istovilles tone was even more proud.
“proud?”
“For those people in this world who think they are above others, the wind elves will never accept their mercy.”
He reached for the crown of Yaluta: “It didnt happen in the past, so it doesnt happen today.”
Yalta froze.
He felt as if he understood something, but he was not sure.
…
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 853 Final Battle III
When Faina pushed open the door and entered the room, Prime Minister Thian Delphien was writing at his desk.
The room inside the fortress is not spacious, like a hexagonal silver beehive, with a recessed bed on one side wall, a metal platform on the desk, and a chair next to it. The prime minister on the chair wore a pleated piece
The long black dress, the skirt dragged on the silver floor, she was sloppy, her hair cascaded behind her like ebony, exuding a fatal attraction all over her, but more like a black widow spider.
Seeing the former, she put away the quill pen and inserted it into the ink bottle, raised her head and asked, “Whats wrong?”
“It was hard to coax Elise to sleep, and she was scared.” Faina replied as she closed the door gently.
“Everyone will be scared, especially in this situation right now,” Delphin picked up the parchment on the table and rubbed her hands into a tube. “But she has at least a good sister.”
She put the scroll into the letterbox and closed the lid. Then he looked at Faina and looked up at his friend, “You have changed a lot.”
Faina looked calm. She wore only a simple armed corset, her long golden hair was **** behind her head, and she looked more like an ordinary horsewoman than a heir to Mehotolphin— — After going through that
After so many things, it was hard to see the pride of the once-taunted lady, and she learned to mature and tolerate.
When she heard the prime ministers words, she just smiled reluctantly: “Thank you, I used to be too naive.”
Delphien put the letterbox on the table and motioned Faina to sit down: “Whats going on outside, Ive been writing these things here, and I heard that Crystal Clusters offensive is fierce?”
“The situation is bad. They seem to be endless. Our forces are stretched,” Faina nodded. “Most people tend to retreat, but your grandfather and Lord Walla havent decided yet. Those are with us.
The civilians who came here together, Mr. Needwin has decided to evacuate them to the area of Lowenbrook.
“My father is not a serious person, but he is more than enough to be a civil servant,” Delphine sneered with a scornful smile, then changed his tone and said seriously, “But civilians can evacuate
But other people must stay here-oh, by the way, in addition to the elderly women and children, the young and strong among the civilians must also stay. “
Faina looked at her with surprise: “But the generals think that the Acropolis outside the fortress can support up to three days. If we are trapped in the fortress, we will be trapped alive.”
It seemed that Delphine had anticipated her surprise, and smiled and analyzed to her: “Not so serious. At present, our main predicament is actually that the undead army of Madara cannot reach, so our strength will appear precarious.
Elbow, and at this time, a serious situation such as the Baishan disaster happened. The elves blocked the border, and the army and Madara confronted each other on the border, only to make the problem seem to form a dead end. But after all, it ’s just like,
’It ’s not a real‘ knot ’because everyone knows it, and even the elf court itself understands that the root of this problem is not the undead, but the Bugatians—”