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He recalled the prosperity of Ulthuan and talked about the cooperation of the great kingdoms.

Lynch just listened indifferently. Maybe Tigris wanted to gain favor from the cold-blooded species.

He tried to show that the elves had not forgotten the past, and even commented on the short-lived humans with implicit arrogance, although he himself did not notice the arrogance.

But Lynch knew better than he did. For example, among the ten kingdoms on Ulthuan, there were more open and covert fights between them.

If a cold-blooded species has a conflict, they will use simple, crude and quick methods to resolve it, but this is not the case with these elf cubs.

The problems left over from their history are piled up, and Lynch doesn't think they are any better than humans.

"You may have seen those short-lived species, they are like locusts, spreading on the land and ocean, but in fact, short-lived species also have heroes worthy of praise, and there are also leaders with long-term vision."

Teclis spoke in a humble manner, pulling out the magic circle from time to time to brush away the mosquitoes around him.

Lynch knew that he was saying good things to the hot-blooded species, and wanted Lynch to understand that there are excellent people among humans, but Lynch knew better and was more objective than him.

To Lynch, all hot-blooded species are the same.

There are always bad things within a group, and there are also bright and praiseworthy things.

Even in an efficient and cold-blooded empire, there will be competition between different factions.

This will happen to some Skink Priests. If they are seen by Lynch or other Saurian leaders with their own opinions, they will be executed directly to improve the efficiency of order operation.

The differences of opinion among the Slann are more difficult to resolve, and the biggest problem is that they are so well thought out that it took thousands of years to arrive at a definite result.

Tigris continued his evaluation and criticism. Unlike the "ancient" Lynch, his words were quite direct and sharp.

“When I traveled around the Human Empire, I saw enough of their barbarism.

They fight because of different beliefs, and they also bleed for treasure.

Fortunately, humans are more capable than elves, and they can withstand such short-sightedness and internal friction. "

Druchi was also an elf, so Lynch turned around and glanced at the Archmage.

The elves are also at war with each other, and they should obviously unite to fight against the forces of chaos in the North and South Poles.

Elves also fight because of different beliefs. It is difficult to evaluate whether their wars are more cruel than human wars.

Because Norscans are humans too!

This is also a good thing. Elves are difficult to corrupt, unlike the barbarians in the north.

But they were not corrupted by the power of Chaos, and they were as cruel as them.

“But as I said before, there are also outstanding people among them, and their emperor surprised me.

In terms of wisdom, that short-lived species is no less inferior to the elves. "

Elves are always like this, unwilling to accept their own fragility and failure.

Lynch knew the current ruler of the Empire, Magnus the Pious, a noble from the Imperial city of Nunn.

Just as Lynch believed, the human empire had long forgotten the horrors of Chaos.

Hundreds of years ago, it nearly fell apart.

After hundreds of years of civil war and war with vampires.

The empire has fallen into unprecedented weakness!

Lynch hates this kind of internal friction. They should die on the battlefield fighting the dark forces, not for false honor and status.

The Sigma Empire is in a good location, although it is also a war-torn place.

The World's Edge Mountains isolate the Empire from the threat of the Dark Lands to the east.

The Kingdom of Bretonnia stands in the west, and there are mountains in the south to block the greenskin invasion. The empire only needs to defend the main roads.

The Norscans across the northern strait always threaten the coastal areas of the empire. Fortunately, the end of the strait is the territory of Kislev, which is connected to the wilderness of Norsca to the north and the empire to the south.

There is no place for true peace.

Not long ago, perhaps more than ten years ago, the Chaos warlords were unified by some kind of force, and an "Eternal Chosen One" who was jointly noticed by the four gods of Chaos was born again.

The armies of Chaos are about to overwhelm the Empire's northern barrier, the Kingdom of Kislev.

The remaining warriors stood firm in the fortress called Plagg.

In this desperate moment, Magnus realized the crisis and used his devout faith to travel throughout the empire.

He spread the teachings of Sigmar and convinced the people that he was the leader who could lead the empire to victory against all odds.

Magnus secured the support of the provinces, raised a large army, and headed north to face the armies of Chaos.

No other elf could have done better.

Lynch appreciates any warrior who resolutely resists Chaos!

"Our Majesty has a longer-term vision. It was under the order of the Phoenix King that I took two companions and left the battlefield with Druchi to support the Human Empire."

Tigris chuckled. He knew that Lynch was listening, but the cold-blooded ones were always so weird and difficult to get in touch with.

But they are a force worth uniting. Apart from Assur, there are few such resolute shields of civilization.

Lynch appreciated this behavior very much, but was the number of troops deployed too few?

Lizardmen are often teleported to battlefields where the power of Chaos is strong to repel enemies for the young race.

At the very least it will be a legion, even if they are all newly hatched recruits.

The veterans fought fiercely with their old enemies on a more intense battlefield.

"The short-lived mages lack skills. After the war, I taught them magic, but humans cannot control the eight winds like elves and cannot master advanced magic."

Teclis maintained an attitude of being open-minded and willing to be taught, but Lynch had no intention of speaking. If he really wanted to express his opinion, the fragile-minded elf would not be able to bear it.

However, the elves are indeed proud of their affinity for the wind of magic.

The trees were left behind by the adventure team one by one. The flowing clouds in the sky, following the rising sun, pointed out the direction for the adventurers.

Tigris suddenly stopped talking, and Lynch looked forward thoughtfully.

The Sword Master Heth, who is sensitive to magic power, looked at the Archmage, hoping that the wise scholar would make a judgment.

The Archmage felt the spread of chaotic magic and looked at the ancient lizard man:

"Want to go around?"

"No, they are the ones to avoid."

The front is distorted by some kind of force and possesses all kinds of peculiarities.

Nothing to be surprised about, nothing to cringe at.

Because this is Lustria.

There was no one in the team who was afraid of magic, so Lynch simply ran into the seemingly normal jungle.

Vines entangled with ancient trees, moss covered the rocks, it looked nothing special.

A human carrying farm tools was walking in the bushes, turning his head and saying something from time to time.

He supposedly saw Lynch, but showed no reaction.

As if trapped in another world, the farmers continued their lives.

Lynch looked at the human beings flowing unimpeded among the blood-sucking vines, and touched them with his scepter in disbelief.

The scepter went right through the farmer.