Chapter 92: Old World News
He recalled the prosperity of Ulthuan and spoke of the cooperation between the major kingdoms.
Lynch just listened indifferently. Perhaps Tigris wanted to gain favor from this cold-blooded person.
He tried to show that the elves had not forgotten the past, and even made an implicit comment on the short-lived humans with arrogance, although he himself did not notice the arrogance.
But Lin Qi knew better than him. For example, the ten kingdoms on the island of Oshuan were mostly engaged in open and covert struggles among themselves.
If cold-blooded species have conflicts, they will use simple, rough and quick methods to resolve them, but these elves are not like that.
They have a lot of problems left over from history, and Lynch doesn't think they are much better than humans.
"You may have seen those short-lived species. They are like locusts, spreading across the land and the sea. But in fact, there are heroes worthy of praise among the short-lived species, and there are also leaders with a long-term vision."
Teclis said this with a humble attitude, occasionally pulling out a magic circle to brush away the mosquitoes around him.
Lynch knew that he was speaking well of the hot-blooded people, wanting Lynch to understand that there were also excellent people among humans, but Lynch knew better and was more objective than him.
To Lynch, all hot-blooded people are actually the same.
There are always bad people in a group, as well as brilliant and admirable people.
Even in an efficient and cold-blooded empire, there will be struggles between different factions.
This happens to some Skink Priests. If they are seen by Lynch or other Lizardmen leaders with their own opinions, they will be executed directly to improve the efficiency of order.
The differences of opinion among the Shilan are more difficult to resolve. The biggest problem is that they are too deliberate and it takes thousands of years to reach a definite result.
Tigris continued his evaluation and criticism, and unlike his comments on the "ancient" Lynch, his words were quite direct and sharp.
“I saw enough of their barbarity when I traveled through the human empire.
They fought for different beliefs and shed blood for treasure.
Fortunately, humans are more numerous than elves, and they can withstand such short-sightedness and internal friction."
Druzy is also an elf. Lynch turned around and glanced at the archmage.
The elves are also fighting among themselves. They should unite to fight against the chaotic forces in the North and South Poles.
The elves also fight because of their different beliefs. It is difficult to judge whether their wars are more cruel than those of humans.
Because the Norscans are human too!
This is also a point to be thankful for, as elves are difficult to corrupt, unlike the barbarians in the north.
But since they have not been corrupted by the power of chaos, they are just as cruel as it.
“But as I said before, there are also outstanding ones among them, and their emperor surprised me.
In terms of wisdom, that short-lived creature is no less virtuous than 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 nobleman from the Imperial City of Nuln.
Just as Lynch believed, the human empire had long forgotten the horrors of Chaos.
Hundreds of years ago, it nearly broke apart.
After hundreds of years of civil war and war with vampires.
The empire has fallen into an unprecedented weakness! Lynch hates this kind of internal friction. They should die on the battlefield fighting against the dark forces, not for false honor and status.
The Sigma Empire is in a good location, although it is also a war-torn area.
The World's Edge Mountains isolate the empire from the threat of the Dark Lands to the east.
With the Kingdom of Bretonnia standing in the west and mountains in the south blocking the invasion of greenskins, the empire only needs to guard the main roads.
The Norsemen across the northern strait constantly threaten the coastal areas of the empire. Fortunately, at the end of the strait is the territory of Kislev, which connects the wasteland 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 force, and an "Eternal Chosen One" who was watched by the Four Gods of Chaos was born again.
The Chaos army is on the verge of overthrowing the Empire's northern barrier, the Kingdom of Kislev.
The few remaining warriors held out in a fortress called Praag.
In this desperate moment, Magnus realized the crisis and used his devout faith to travel throughout the empire.
He spread Sigmar's teachings and made the people believe that he was the leader who could lead the empire to victory.
Magnus gained the support of the provinces, raised a large army, and marched north to fight the Chaos army.
No other elf could do better.
Lynch admires any warrior who resolutely resists Chaos! "Our Majesty has a longer-term vision. It was under the order of the Phoenix King that I left the battlefield with Druzy with two companions to support the Human Empire."
Tigris chuckled. He knew Lynch was listening, but cold-blooded people were always weird and difficult to approach.
But they are a force worth uniting with. Apart from Asur, there are few such resolute shields of civilization.
Lin Qi appreciated this behavior, but wasn't the number of troops too small? Lizardmen were often teleported to battlefields with strong Chaos forces to help younger races repel enemies.
At the very least it will be a legion, even if they are all newly hatched recruits.
Veterans fought fiercely with their old enemies on a more intense battlefield.
"The short-lived mages lacked 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 willing to learn, but Lynch had no intention of speaking. If he really wanted to express his opinions, the fragile elf cub would not be able to bear it.
However, the elves' affinity with the wind of magic is something they can be proud of.
The adventure team left the trees behind one by one, and the clouds flowing in the sky followed the rising sun, pointing the way for the adventurers.
Tigris suddenly stopped talking, and Lynch looked forward thoughtfully.
The Swordmaster of Hoeth, who was sensitive to magic, looked at the archmage, hoping that the wise scholar would make a judgment.
The Archmage sensed the spread of chaotic magic and looked at the ancient lizardman:
"Want to go around it?"
"No, they are the ones that should be avoided."
The front was distorted by some force and had all kinds of peculiarities.
There's nothing to be surprised about, and nothing to be afraid of.
Because this is Lustria.
There was no one in the team who was afraid of magic, so Lynch simply rushed into the jungle, which seemed to be nothing unusual.
Vines entangled ancient trees and mosses covered rocks, but it didn't look like anything special.
A man carrying farm tools was walking in the bushes, occasionally tilting his head and saying something.
He should have seen Lynch, but he didn't react.
As if trapped in another world, the farmers continued with their lives.
Lynch looked at the humans who were moving freely among the blood-sucking vines, and touched them with his scepter in disbelief.
The scepter went straight through the farmer.
(End of this chapter)
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