Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 43 Argument

"Freedom?" Duke Swift spat and snorted disdainfully.

"Yes, freedom. You see, Duke Sweet, this is a free country."

"A free country? It's another non-human race shouting for freedom." Duke Swift took off his thick brown gloves, revealing a pair of calloused palms. He pointed to a not far away without looking A stout oak.

In fact, the duke didn't know that the five hanging corpses had been taken down by the soldiers and piled on the ground, and two soldiers were spreading the collected dry firewood and straw on the surface of the corpses.

"Brian of Tigrila, right? Brian, you keep saying that you are pursuing freedom? Very good, then I will tell you what freedom is." The Duke pointed at the non-existent corpse on the oak tree, Ryan said coldly:

"Just last night, two elves who shouted 'freedom' like you, broke into my house with the help of a group of collaborators. They waved their sharp knives and shouted: The world is ours Yes! Fighting for freedom! How great, that haughty tone is as if I am the savior of the whole world, those who don’t know think that as long as they put that sharp arrow through my throat, the whole world will be returned to them immediately .”

Brian subconsciously glanced at the several corpses under the oak tree, just in time to see the head of an elf was exposed, his face was covered with hair, blackened blood was stuck to his face, his neck was twisted unnaturally, and his face was frozen With a terrifying grim expression.

"You can't ridicule me, and you can't threaten me. Don't waste your time, Duke Swift. Besides, from the perspective of the racial concepts of both parties, they have done nothing wrong. As elves, they are indeed fighting for freedom." war."

Bryan replied calmly and earnestly: "If you stand on the standpoint of the elves, you may do more extreme and excessive things than them. Don't think of yourself so noble. Praising your own brilliance is a habit used by victors. .”

While he sympathizes with Blackman's elves, he doesn't approve of their paranoid practices.

Because there is a group of people gathered there who are unwilling to face the reality that they have already become losers. They always want to take back everything that belongs to them. If this continues, they will kill themselves sooner or later.

On the contrary, the group of reclusive elf 'haters' encountered in the ruins of the temple seemed quite normal.

"I have to say, as a half-elf, you understand the essence of the elf race quite quickly. No wonder you like their slogans so much. So, Brian, do you know the most essential reason? You don't know at all .” Facing the calm and unmoved half-elf in front of him, Duke Swift couldn’t help saying angrily in his heart:

"Then let me tell you, in my opinion, this proud long-lived race is no different from a group of stunned youths. These hundred-year-old hairy kids don't understand who is manipulating them behind the scenes, who is instigating They, taking advantage of their childishness and stupidity, tricked them into bleeding to the last drop of their bodies with the slogan of freedom, and then took advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

Brian pursed his lips, speechless. Although he would not participate in the conflict between the two races, it didn't mean he didn't know anything.

The facts are as accurate as what Duke Sweat said, other forces are inciting the elves of Blackman all the time, let these elves shouting for freedom do everything they can to provoke more enemies to the Kingdom of West and Tegrila trouble.

This is an overt conspiracy, and the mastermind behind the scenes has seized the most fatal weakness of the elves, and then exploited it, and then hid in the dark to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

After all, there are so many human kingdoms in the entire Asno Continent, and humans are the most adaptable and ambitious race among all mortal races.

Whether it is the three northern kingdoms or the southern countries, they have been at constant friction for their own interests all year round. Everyone wants to expand their territory to become the greatest empire.

"Fucking nonsense!" The dwarf Broto at the side couldn't listen anymore, he cursed and retorted loudly:
"You old thing really knows how to pick it up nicely. You human beings are always self-righteous. You use your own ideas to decide people or things that are weaker than you. You always feel that everything should serve people. It's like you are shamelessly stealing the bees. The fruits of your labor, don't be ashamed to scold these bees for stinging a few big bumps on your buttocks.

Then let me tell you, no matter who is inciting the elves, they are like bees guarding honey, fighting for freedom, this is an indisputable fact, you must admit it.

Because you discriminate against and oppress non-human races, you don't allow them to live in their own way, and you force them to live in your human society by relying on others.Now is the time for you to pay the price.Otherwise, how could those law-abiding collaborators help these two elves assassinate you, an old man, regardless of their lives.

Just pray that the elves, half-elves, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings who walk the streets of the city and bow to you don't suddenly draw a sharp dagger, or a deadly cold arrow from afar, let you Dead on the spot. "

"So, in my opinion, these elves should not have been allowed to keep the forest and mountains as their territories in the first place. As soon as they raised their heads, other non-human races responded for freedom, took up arms, and ran into it irrationally. The forest, clamoring: The world belongs to us, human beings, get out!"

Duke Swett gave the irascible dwarf a cold look, and then looked sideways at Blackman's mountains. His profile was very royal, just like the profile on the Griffon coin:

"For the sake of the gods, I'll let them see who it is to get out of here, and see who doesn't leave a trace, we were able to beat the shit out of them 20 years ago, and we can't now can do it."

The feeding griffin raised its head proudly, spread its golden wings, and screamed loudly towards the mountains of Blacktman.

"As for you, the stupid dwarf of the Kingdom of Thrane." Duke Swett looked at the dwarf Broto with scrutiny. In a meaningful tone:
"Look at your furious appearance, like a shepherd dog whose tail was stepped on, but just yesterday, my dear partner, don't forget, your chamber of commerce traded a whole five cars with us, etc. All kinds of weapons and equipment.

So, Broto, I warn you: Pay attention to your words, deeds and stance, whether it is elves or humans, they will spurn the fencers, and because of your remarks just now, I began to look suspiciously at you. "

Hearing this sentence, Brian finally understood why the duke in front of him didn't let these dwarves leave the fort immediately, and deliberately labeled them as undercover assassins.

"This one breaks the grass!" the dwarf crow ruffled its feathers and screamed suddenly.

"Damn bird! You stole my lines!" The dwarf Broto blew his beard and stared at the crow, then looked at the Duke who was watching him, and said through gritted teeth:
"I'm not sitting on the fence, I'm not a child with a hot blood, a stunned young man, so I won't participate in your conflicts and wars."

"But you are still a dwarf. To the non-human race, you are a traitor, a lackey of human beings. For a few silver coins and bad food, you go to make weapons and equipment and sell them to humans, so that they can turn against you who are fighting for freedom. Compatriots at war." The duke sarcastically said:
"As for us humans, you are providing weapons and equipment for those savage elves from Blackman, hiding their traces, sending them food, and replenishing manpower..."

"Fucking shit!"

The crow on the dwarf's shoulder interrupted Duke Swift with a screech.

(End of this chapter)