He picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip slowly, and then turned his gaze to the silver-haired girl in front of him.
"Besides, you did a great job. You didn't let hatred blind you and blindly kill people. Instead, you controlled your surging emotions and considered the long-term, bringing about a change in the lives of the people on this land with minimal casualties."
"In my youth, I witnessed many rebellious armies, but they were full of passion. Although they knew how to resist, they had no idea where to go after that. In the end, apart from shedding blood, they were unable to change the established facts. Even if they succeeded, they only replaced the position with a new group of people, and they themselves quickly became corrupt and became disgusting."
"It's easy to fight a war or act impulsively, but it's difficult to move towards a goal rationally and clearly for a long time."
"That's why I was surprised by you. It was like a dead end with no way forward, but suddenly a road appeared in the shade of the trees, leading to a vast wilderness."
Loran Hill looked at the old man with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and lowered her head slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by such high praise. In fact, she was only standing on the shoulders of great men. It was only through the continuous experimentation of an entire generation of civilization that she found this viable path.
Of course, there are still some imperfections, but that does not negate its greatness. Compared with the unfair and corrupt past, it is a great progress now.
Although the road is tortuous, when everyone wakes up, they can always see hope, right? Each generation has its own mission. Take one step at a time, and the road will eventually be opened up.
"Now that the Frost Alliance is invading, do you think the other side's Sequence 9 will take the initiative to attack?" Loran Hill asked curiously.
"Maybe, but there should be only 1-2 people participating, and the rest will remain in their homeland to guard against the Green Empire." said Fei Helang.
"Also, please don't treat the Frost Union as a single entity. I've been to Lurna before and am quite familiar with its system. There are many different voices within it, and they mostly just stand together for their own interests."
"If Clancy wants to defeat or completely resist the attack this time, they need to properly contact, win over, and divide the various factions. That way, after several failed attacks and the resulting waste of manpower and money, their internal voices will gradually become more vocal."
"That's what parliamentary systems are like. When things are going well, there's harmony. But when times get tough and sacrifices are needed to get through hard times, everyone starts to push and pull."
"Because in their eyes, sacrifice means sacrificing one's own interests in exchange for the survival of others, and no one will appreciate it. It is an extremely stupid act."
"This is also why I disdain those overly clever mages like Luerna. Sometimes the more calculating they are, the harder it is to win people's hearts."
"Although West Wind is unsightly when it decays, it was not always like this. Once upon a time, it was a glorious country shining with brilliance..."
Slowly, Feherlang recalled the era of the West Wind's revival, and talked about the knights in the Battle of Broken Bow who held high the swallowtail flag and stepped into the battlefield with glory and courage. It was an era when the landscape was picturesque, lances were like the sea, and heroes emerged in large numbers.
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