[Like a descending ray of light, the crimson singer of fire]
[She brings the blessing of fire to this world]
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That night, after discussing the itinerary and arrangements with the great shaman, Loran Hill returned to the caravan to rest.
After the girl left, a young orc leader walked into the house.
"Pride of the Cold Wilds, Lord Unur, I have something to ask you." He leaned forward before the respected shaman.
"Tell me, what's the matter." Unur sat on the chair and picked up the kumis to moisten his throat.
"Why do you agree so much with Her Highness Ailani's proposal and even offer advice? Although Her Highness has brought us a lot, she is still a human after all..."
After a moment of silence, the shaman replied, "It is true that this may seem sudden to you, but have you ever thought about how rare this opportunity is?"
"If it were the distant past, when the Orc Empire still existed, we wouldn't have to stay in such humiliation in the barren land of the North."
"This world has changed dramatically over the past few thousand years. Now it's dominated by humans. It will only become increasingly difficult to survive if we continue as before."
"Don't you see that the once proud elves have also left the forest and united with humans to form a nation?"
"Did the elven queen who agreed to the Cang Yue Kingdom prince's proposal really let love get to her head and risk her life? Did the elven elders really condone this young queen's decision?"
"But they understand that continued resistance is pointless. While elves may have a long lifespan, humans outnumber them by a hundred to one. If the confrontation continues, the forest elves will likely follow the silver elves' fate."
"Today's Verdant Empire is extremely prosperous, and the elves have gained more freedom."
"That's why I'm so optimistic about Her Highness Ailani's proposal. It may be difficult to accept at first, but in the long run, the results will ultimately be beneficial."
Seeing that the young man was still somewhat resistant, Unur put down the cup and spoke slowly.
"Just treat me like an old man who has lost the ambitions of his youth and just wants to live out the rest of his life in peace."
"I've seen too much blood of my own kind, and I don't want to see that scene again."
He slowly walked out of the tent carrying the heavy wooden staff, leaving the young man alone inside the tent.
Outside the big tent, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the wind was blowing across the fields.
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