Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1219 1201. True equality

"A Scoia'tael."

Lan En's finger casually tapped the one-eyed elf opposite the bonfire.

"The commander of a guerrilla organization that engages in indiscriminate attacks and intimidation through violence and torture."

"You said you wanted to truly save your race?"

"If it's a serious Scoia'tael." Iorveth didn't show any surprise or embarrassment when faced with Lan En's question.

"They are the 'little boys and young people' I mentioned before. Then they are really not worthy of talking about these issues."

"But I believe that I have proven through self-analysis before that I am not that kind of person."

The witcher nodded noncommittally.

"But you were still earlier today," Saskia interjected from the side, pointing his less injured right hand upward at the moonlit sky, "that is, during the day."

"We are still planning to use the power of the Tyrannosaurus to massacre all human settlements in the Pontal Valley."

"It cannot be denied, and I have never tried to deny my previous actions."

Iorveth seemed very calm about Saskia's accusation.

"But I must stress that my previous actions of this kind were all driven by hysteria about the hopelessness of the road ahead."

"But now, I see hope."

hope.

I hope that a person who is on the verge of reaching his limit can regain his strength, and that a person who is on the verge of death can survive for a few more minutes, or even a few hours! A few days!

It can certainly also make a radical racial revanchist less radical.

Even a 180-degree U-turn.

But the premise of all this is...if what he said is true.

"Let this sorceress read my mind."

The one-eyed elf suddenly said.

"I have no talisman on me, no sorcerer to help me. Let this sorceress read my mind as she pleases. Let me prove myself."

Warlocks' telepathic abilities are almost instinctive.

But it's actually not impeccable. Otherwise, it would be too easy for the kings to tell who was a loyal minister and who was a treacherous minister, and then playing politics would be much easier than today's intrigues.

Magic protection is the most direct one.

It is even possible to transmit distorted thoughts to the telepathic warlock, causing misleading information.

People who have received special training can also let their shallow thinking act as a superficial curtain and 'noise' blocking their true thoughts.

This kind of person is usually a senior spy or spy.

Therefore, after being misled by false news several times and after the news spread, although the warlock's mind-reading ability will still be an important reference, the real decision-makers will no longer regard this as conclusive evidence.

Although Iorveth is the commander leading a Scoia'tael party, he may not be aware of these things that are often limited to high-level rumors.

The roaring bear head pendant around Lan En's neck showed no movement, but Margarita had already quietly asked him if he wanted to read his mind.

Although the Witcher's Necklace is a magic item, it is not difficult for a truly powerful and skilled warlock to deceive it.

Lan En confirmed Margarita during the spiritual communication.

As the dean of Arethusa, there is no doubt about his spellcasting ability.

Without any signs or phenomena, the spellcasting began.

"Although we haven't been in contact for a long time, what happened in this short period of time is enough to show a person's true nature."

The one-eyed elf continued to speak calmly.

He was also not sure whether the sorceress with a beautiful and lazy smile holding the wine glass had started to cast spells. After all, he was just an elf warrior, not a mage with magical talent.

But he still tried his best to express his thoughts here and now.

As he said himself, his contact with Lan En and Sakia was actually only the short period of time when he was an undercover agent in the Hiward team.

But understanding others does not necessarily require a long period of contact.

In those choices and dilemmas that are truly a matter of life and death, and are so stressful that you may forget to breathe at the next moment, people will undoubtedly show the true outlook on life and values ​​​​that build their own personality.

In the face of high-pressure and emergency environments, the "disguise" that people have become accustomed to wearing and are not even aware of it will crack like an egg shell that cannot withstand the pressure, revealing the "true inner" inside.

From Iorveth's perspective, during the attack on Sand Road, he saw Saskia's tendencies and character revealed in the subtle choices he made when facing the Scoia'tael attacks.

And then when night fell, the silent mist all over the mountains spread down from the top of the mountains, forming a silent and terrifying territory of the Dino Tyrannosaurus.

That's when Lan En's battle with it began.

The choices the witcher makes and the decisions he makes in battle clearly show what kind of person he is.

To the truly attentive observer, what a person shows in an urgent crisis is worth more than decades of being together.

"I was originally surprised that I could meet people like you two."

Iorveth's one eye is still showing surprise.

He looked at the witcher with his elbows on his knees and a wine glass held between his fingers, and the female warrior on the other side of the bonfire with half of her shoulders exposed and a large area of ​​white and greasy skin on her chest.

"You can actually treat humans and non-human races equally."

"Without mixing in anything else, you just think that the lives of humans, elves, dwarves, and halflings are naturally equal?!"

Iorveth's surprise stems from the fact that the social environment in which the non-human races live is too bad, and this social environment has lasted for too long.

It's not that no one has thought about "racial equality", but such people often don't really believe in racial equality.

Some of them are like the current situation of the Squirrel Party. They expect the non-human races to make some noise that is beneficial to them after getting support to pry open the originally calm situation, so they begin to lend a hand to them.

What happens next? After these people succeed or fail, who will really care about the mere excuse of "non-human races"?

Throwing out the non-human races as a tool to calm public anger and let the urban proletariat and gangsters vent, isn't it convenient?

The non-human races can cause trouble because some of those who really hold power and strength want them to cause trouble.

In the past, it was all kinds of nobles, and now it is Nilfgaard.

As for others, they may not expect to stir up trouble by inciting the non-human races. They just lend a helping hand to the non-human races in the mud out of their strong sympathy and condescending moral sense.

In their eyes, they are the saviors of these poor people.

When these non-human races are weak, they should naturally rely on them. But once the non-human races have the intention to stand firm, be independent and self-reliant, these people's condescending moral sense begins to be unbearable.

Because they are already intoxicated with their condescending identity of "saviors", and once the "redeemed" who should be struggling and begging for mercy are about to stand up, what psychological pleasure is there in saving others?

They don't really want to save people, but are enjoying a role-playing game in which they are the savior.

So often the later it gets, the more indifferent these people are to the non-human races, and finally they will even turn into disgust.

These people often have good social reputation before, and when they hate non-human races, this reputation will make the non-human races more difficult.

People will say, 'Look, the adults who kindly helped the non-human races can't stand them now! Sure enough, these people are born evil and lowly! ' and so on.

Iorveth has seen a lot, which is why he feels desperate about the future and prospects of his race.

Without enough young elves to give birth to newborns, this race has basically lost the conditions for "self-improvement", and the external environment is becoming increasingly harsh.

But now, he actually met two sincere people who seemed to think that "equality of life" was a matter of course for them.

Two people may be rare, but this represents the possibility of an idea.

This idea can unite humans, elves, dwarves, halflings, and even tree spirits and nymphs!

Ideas can grow and spread!

And these two people, one is a demon hunter who is not recognized by humans but has a human past, and the other is simply a real dragon in human form!

No one can represent this concept better than them.

This is the "hope" that Iorveth sees!

The hope of the elves is also the common hope of other non-human races!

"So?" Sakia showed off a large area of ​​her beautiful body near her left shoulder without caring. She also picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp as if she wanted to relieve the pain.

"Huh~ I admit that my adoptive father taught me that life is always equal and freedom is always priceless. But since I left him and started to venture into the human world on my own."

The female warrior was silent at first, and then shook her head.

"No, I still agree with this concept. This is undoubtedly right! But the reality is very complicated. This is not a fairy tale world where you can solve the problem by shouting a few slogans."

"Lan En, and you. You have all shown me the complexity of things. Anyone who wants to make a name for himself without this premise is either a fool or a bad guy with ulterior motives."

"It couldn't be more correct!"

And Sakia's words were strongly praised by Iorveth without concealment.

"Yes! That's how it should be! You can recognize the complexity of reality, and still recognize the right truth, and then find a way to implement it!"

The eagerness and determination on the face of this one-eyed elf, who looked so cold and hard that he didn't look like an elf, even made the bonfire in front of him look inferior!

"We have the right goal, but the reality is: the four northern countries were built on the corpses of non-human races from the beginning! Their foundation is bloody!"

"So." At this point, Lan En also raised his eyebrows, as if he finally saw the real core idea behind this one-eyed elf, and looked at him sideways.

"Are you going to start a new business?"