Ride and Cut

"Sorry." Prince Schmidt stood up and said in a deep voice, "Master Eragon, please explain clearly. I personally don't think that the current attitude towards Titans is inconsiderate."

"Titan used to be the common suzerain of all intelligent races on the entire continent. He was like the hardest-working gardener. He spared no expense in fertilizer and pruning, allowing many races to live and grow healthily under a strict order." The old elf, whose skin was rougher than the bark of a tree, waved his hand lightly, and a small sapling suddenly grew wildly in the narrow cracks in the bricks on the ground.

"And once the order is lost..."

The young sapling kept sprouting, growing branches, and growing taller, and the branches became thicker and more luxuriant. Soon, a large area of ​​floor tiles was pushed away, and the dark mud was dug out. A few fat worms were chaotic everywhere. But its crazy growth didn't last long, and soon it couldn't bear the heavy canopy.

With a "click", the trunk broke in two, exposing white stubble.

After all, the plants simulated by the elements do not have entities, they collapsed into a pile of fluorescent green photoelectric lights and slowly dimmed.

"Our order will be like this little tree, which will collapse in the barbaric growth. To this day, how many races and civilizations have perished in endless battles!" Eragon said with a heavy face, "What a pity."

A group of forest elves behind him stroked their chests together, and shouted "What a pity~" with sad faces, their voices melodious like larks.

"So instead of trying to confront the Titans, we should actively welcome them back."

"Are you serious?" Bedric had already boarded the carriage, turned around and jumped out of the carriage, "I don't know where the Titan is, I only know that the undead may invade massively at any time, do you think you can live in harmony with the undead?"

"The opposition between the living and the undead is not as absolute as it seems." Eragon had no expression on his face, and his tone was calm as if he was reading a recipe. "The undead are not born out of thin air, they still need corpses to transform. It can be said that without the living, there will be no undead. Just like the two sides of a mirror, they will never meet, but they will never separate."

"The living live under the protection of the undead, and after death, the corpse is transformed into the undead. This should be a relatively long-lasting mode of getting along."

For a while, although the fountain square in front of the palace was crowded with people, it fell into a dead silence, and the fountain could only be heard pouring water tirelessly.

All of the people present were well-known figures who had seen the world, and a little concealment of speech skills could not fool them at all.

Eragon clearly meant that he wanted to be a surrendering faction, not only that, but also prepared to let all the living become livestock raised by the undead. And from the looks of it, he seems to represent the position of the elf kingdom!

The news was so explosive that it caused their brains to crash on the spot.

Bedric took a deep breath and was about to continue speaking.

"Baker, you go on a parade first." Li Cha interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and smiled, "It's already time, and the citizens will be uneasy if you don't leave. Besides, the sun is still so vicious today, if you wait any longer, maybe someone will suffer from heat stroke, that would be bad."

As if getting to know him again, Ye Yu quietly looked at him carefully for a long time.

He is clearly facing a very severe test, but he still has the heart to pay attention to such trivial things as ordinary citizens suffering from heat stroke. I really didn't see that the lord of Gaoshanbao, who has always been known for his toughness and iron blood, actually has this kind of toughness and tenderness.

"But……"

"I'll take care of everything." Li Cha pressed his hands down.

"Okay." Bedric boarded the carriage, turned his head for the last time, and ordered to the driver, "Let's go."

"drive!"

The majestic and tall imperial horse galloped, and quickly disappeared into the end of the field of vision with the carriage. One could vaguely hear, bursts of warm cheers erupting from afar.

The citizens of Frisian did not know what was going on in the palace, they just cheered at the coronation of the new king.

Li Cha suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed out loud, heartily, wantonly and wildly!

He clenched his fists tightly, making a series of "cracking" noises from his joints, and stared at Eragon. His gaze was like a sharp blade out of its scabbard, and the cold light suddenly seemed to dim the sun!

There is a kind of fearlessness in these eyes that only true warriors possess, the fearlessness that Ao never surrenders to tribulations!

"I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it!"

Eragon suddenly felt guilty for some reason, but he quickly puffed up his chest and asked in a cold voice, "I didn't expect anything?"

"Everyone knows that in the age of the Titans, the elves were the favored and lucky ones. Their status was second only to the giants, and even higher than the dwarves who were descended from the Titans. They are hundreds of times stronger than humans who are no different from monkeys in the forest!"

"Heaven's favored son, how happy you are to look down on this one. But who knows that there will be unexpected events, and the Titan will leave you and run away, and the umbrella above his head is gone."

"After the disappearance of the Titans, the lowly humans actually took over the good situation. The elves who used to be noble, now can only live in the backwaters of the poor village, relying on the memory of the glory of the ancestors for comfort. The gap is so big, you are not reconciled?"

Li Cha's gaze seemed to have the effect of torturing the soul, wherever he looked, the elves there would turn their heads away guiltily.

As if knowing that he was doomed not to get a response, he continued on his own: "It's normal not to be reconciled, and I'm not reconciled to leaving me alone."

"But I didn't expect..." Li Cha narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled helplessly for a while, "You are so unwilling to distinguish between right and wrong, so unwilling to surrender to the undead. To be honest, you make me very disappointed in human nature, very disappointed."

"Everyone says elves are proud, but what exactly is real pride? Stick to what you should stick to, let the world change unswervingly, laugh at the frost knife and snow sword and stand proudly against the wind, that is pride."

"That's enough." Eragon's lips were trembling violently, making one wonder if he was suffering from epilepsy.

Li Cha didn't stop at all, and continued, "In order to maintain a false sense of superiority, you are so soft that even the undead can lick their mouths. Although I admire it, I still have to say that this should be called despicable!"

"Enough!" After all, there is no shortage of qualities that a master should have. Eragon not only did not die of anger on the spot as Richard expected, but gradually calmed down.

"Young man, using your tongue for a while won't bring you any real benefits."

"Could it be that you can get any practical benefits by doing this?" The lord asked jokingly.

Among the guests from various countries who had fallen into silence due to shock, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy." The old vegetable gang snorted coldly, "Do you dare to compete with my people?"