Chapter 615 Ignorant and incompetent, desperate for food
"They certainly have guts!"
"Indeed, but no matter how much courage they have, they don't deserve our respect!"
When the elven army surrounded the temple, the Iron Warriors, seeing that all was lost, did not put up a stubborn resistance, nor did they obediently surrender. Instead, they chose to end their lives by committing suicide.
Within a block centered around the temple, lay the corpses of Predators in various dead states, their highly corrosive blood flowing into a lake, hissing and steaming.
“Aunt, although the royal city has returned to our hands, look at its current state. I don’t know how long it will take to restore it to its former glory.” Nelia said with great heartache, stroking the blurred and corroded carvings on the wall.
"Restore it to its former state? Why should we restore this place to its former state?"
"This... is the royal city of our elven race! The temporary royal court of Silvermoon City is far too shabby; it's simply not presentable..."
"If the provisional royal court in Silvermoon City is inadequate, then... what about the royal court in Oslo? If we're going to repair the royal court... shouldn't we go and repair the royal court in Oslo?"
"...Should we return to the Western Continent, Aunt? Actually, this new continent is sparsely populated and rich in resources, and our people are quite adapted to it..." Nelia looked at the bold and confident Luna, feeling very hesitant.
“Nelia, after you left, I talked to Qin Mo many times and realized something: we cannot separate ourselves from the human world. If Qin Mo can come here from the west today, will the people of Xizhou not be able to come to the New World from the east tomorrow?”
Luna pointed to Qin Mo's spare "big gun" behind Nelia and said, "Six hundred years have passed, and we elves are still using bows and arrows, while humans have already started using rifles. If a few more years pass, will we still be able to withstand the human army?"
"Qin Mo said something that I think is very true: 'There is progress only through communication, and innovation only through competition.' If we continue to avoid the world like we are now, we will only be abandoned by it. As the patriarch of the Silver Moon Clan and the Elf King of the Royal Court, you must lead your people on the right path."
"......."
“Aunt, I think you are more suitable than me to be the chieftain of the Silvermoon Clan….”
"I don't have time, I have to teach my grandchildren, oh dear... eight grandchildren! It's driving me crazy..."
Nelia, seeing her Aunt Luna's beaming face masking feigned sorrow, finally couldn't help but retort, "You're just showing off! What's so great about that!"
Nelia muttered "What's so great about him?" but she had to admit that Qin Mo was indeed remarkable. The crisis that had plagued the Elven race for twenty years was resolved in just a few months. Wasn't that "remarkable"?
Nelia and Luna walked side by side toward the World Tree in the west of the city, receiving cheers and adoration from the elven warriors along the way. The thunderous shouts reached the foot of the World Tree, inexplicably exciting a certain "remarkable" person.
"Allen, how should I face them later? A superhero? A kingly overlord? Or a humble prince of Great Xia?"
After staring at Qin Mo for a long time, Allen said, "You still have the leisure to think about this? Shouldn't you be thinking about how to explain your relationship with Qi Lina to the teacher?"
"What do you mean by 'me and Qilina'?"
"You ignorant fool, you starving idiot, figure it out yourself!" the great elf said disdainfully, then walked away without paying any attention to Qin Mo.
"Explain yourself... who... who ate that thing? Who's uneducated and incompetent?"
Qin Mo's face turned red, a rare occurrence for him. He instinctively thought that his spying on Qi Lina had been exposed, and he absolutely could not admit to it, otherwise how could he face people in the future!
Qin Mo quickly understood what Allen meant. When Luna and Nelia walked through the cheering crowd to the foot of the World Tree, the aunt and niece immediately spotted the flower crown on Qin Mo's head.
"Xiao Mo, who made this flower crown for you?" Luna's expression was strange, both conflicted and amusing.
"Qilina made it. She said this flower crown suits me very well. What's wrong, Mom? Why do you look like that?"
"She gave it to you... and you wore it?"
Qin Mo realized something was wrong. When Qi Lina gave it to him, her expression was very natural, and he hadn't thought there was anything wrong with it. Now it seemed that this flower crown was not so simple.
Qin Mo quickly pulled Luna aside and whispered, "I didn't know when she gave it to me... What do you think I should do?"
Didn't Allen tell you the meaning of this wreath?
"No, absolutely not, you can call him over and ask him if you don't believe me!" Qin Mo immediately found someone to take the blame. He felt no pressure at all about dragging him down with him after his earlier sarcastic remarks.
"Allen, come here!"
Allen came over with a dark face. As a Saint-level expert, how could he not hear Qin Mo's loud attempt to shift the blame?
“Teacher, I did not tell Xiaomo these things in person, but I showed him the elven texts you left behind. They have very clear annotations on the elven culture and customs, but he said that because he was sick... he could no longer read the elven script, and then he stopped learning it.”
Allen first admitted his responsibility, then turned the tables and complained to Qin Mo. However, Luna's mind was clearly not on Qin Mo's "lack of knowledge of elven script," a stain on the elven royal family, but rather on her health.
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