Chapter 498 497. Black-faced Sera, red-faced Lu Yu, and
One I forgot
For five days, the Qingye Elf Clan assisted Chen Xi in repelling the sea monster, searching and treating the wounded, and sparing no effort to use the remaining essence of the tribe to repair the woodland damaged due to excessive fighting... However, the clan leader Wu Lin never recovered.
Can have a complete sentence with the three lords of the Dawn Territory.
Even though Sigrid, nicknamed the acting lord, was very polite to him and his people, Ulin was still surrounded by uneasiness in his heart.
In the past few days, he has deeply realized that the whole clan's aid to the Dawn Territory was just the icing on the cake. In fact, before they entered, the Dawn Territory had effectively weakened the Siren Tribe through various means.
The attitude of the three lords made Ulin suspicious. The Dawn Leader felt that this was not necessary help, and they would not accept the favor...
"Did you choose the wrong path?"
Wu Lin couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't dare to make any insinuations, for fear that the shrewd acting lord would hear his intentions and classify all his motives as mere speculation.
Wu Lin, who was temporarily inhabiting the forest near the castle, lay on the grass, letting his old and withered body feel the vitality of the earth. The jumping vegetation elements rushed forward like a river, swimming among his dying body.
All of this is like going back to my youth.
Melancholy, uneasiness, uneasiness, intertwined, tortured his heart. The times were changing too fast, and the foundation of magic knowledge and magic began to be disconnected. More races just relied on instinct and talent to fight. The sirens who came ashore were generally in the magic tide.
After arriving, I was promoted in rank, but this promotion to the second level did not bring much advantage in the face of better knowledge.
Elves with a similarly high affinity for magic are no different than these sirens.
Reminiscent of the lingering sounds of the past era, the mixed memories are like mottled murals, incomplete and incomplete, playing in my mind.
This was the second magic wave that Ulin experienced. When the magic wave that led to the collapse of Melias came, the Qingye clan was still the leading clan in the territory adjacent to Melias. However, the clan leader at the time failed to see the situation clearly.
The mistake of underestimating the dangers of imbued spirits resulted in heavy losses for the Qingye elves, with less than ten thousand people successfully escaping.
All his parents died in that disaster. From then on, Ulin vowed that if he could control the fate of his people, he would try not to make wrong choices.
Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Many things in the world are not yours to choose, but depend on how others choose.
The weak Qingye has continued to decline over the past hundreds of years. Even if Wulin made the right decisions time and time again to save the tribe, that was all.
It can survive, but only at a minimum.
Now his body is being summoned by the God of the Forest, and his soul is about to return to the land of green shade. However, he still dares not to hand over the right to "choose". It is not because he is greedy for power, but because he is afraid.
The world is changing too fast. The magic waves that the elders said come once every thousand years are coming more and more frequently and lasting longer. These earth-shaking changes have made it impossible for him to keep up with the pace of the times.
New races, new knowledge, new power, new rules... They appeared rudely without giving anyone a chance.
If even an experienced helmsman like him is afraid of the stormy waves that are coming one after another, what should a young helmsman do?
The confused Wulin felt that the ground behind him was no longer warm, but filled with bone-chilling coldness, causing him to fall bit by bit.
"Patriarch, Ms. Sigrid invites you to go to the castle for a talk."
Still immersed in the confusion of memories, Ulin climbed onto the elevator in a daze, and was guided by several slimes to push open the conference room door.
When the spring green light in the conference room poured down from above his head, and when Wulin saw the forest land marked with numbers on the projection and pointed at by Lu Yu, Sera and an unknown girl, he was fascinated.
He woke up in a daze and saluted instinctively.
"Chief Wulin, it's a big bet. If the Dawn Leader accidentally loses to the Kraken, you will have no other choice but to migrate. At this turbulent time, this will make the Qingye clan fall into the bottomless abyss.
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Sera's straight-to-the-point silence made Ulin silent, and he responded bitterly: "Although you don't want to believe it, this action does have the mentality of repaying a favor... I know that such words will appear hypocritical, but Aoba has never repaid a favor.
race, but..."
Ulin said firmly: "I also admit that we are eager to get more rewards from Chenxi."
Sera said: "We know what you think, so we are willing to accept some of your new generation elves to live in the Dawn Territory. As for why not all, I don't think you will ask such a stupid question, right?"
Wulin hesitated to speak, and then sighed, resisting the urge to ask the stupid question from Sera's mouth.
"In this era, it will be very difficult for a small clan like Qingye. You have also experienced the last magic wave. You don't need me to tell you how chaotic it will be when the magic wave reaches its climax." Sera added.
Ulin knew that this was the moment of decision, and like most of the choices he had made over the past hundreds of years, he chose to survive.
"Is it the selection of the Dawn Leader?"
"Yes." Sera immediately replied, "As long as the seeds of the tribe are immortal, there is hope that towering trees will grow again, isn't it?"
Having seen through his plans and obsessions, Ulin nodded heavily.
"After all, we are still friends who have helped us. Isn't it inappropriate to be so harsh?"
This sudden voice made Wu Lin startled, and he looked at the glutton with a look of joy, who seemed to be impatient and tapped his fingers on the table.
"By absorbing the new generation, doesn't this mean that the Qingye clan loses its most promising generation? If you do this, the reputation of the Dawn Leader will be... tsk tsk."
"What we need to do is let Chenxi lead better development. As for reputation...only the winner will have the opportunity to talk about this."
"I just don't think we should be so harsh on our friends, especially since they are on our side this time."
Seeing the glutton getting closer and closer, the scroll in his hand and the accompanying map becoming clearer and clearer, Ulin's heart was beating wildly and his face turned unnaturally rosy.
"This is [Mimetic Monster]. You have already mastered [Mimetic Plant]. Now you can get a summon that can provide dynamic attack. With the terrain, it should not be so difficult to survive the most dangerous stage of the magic wave."
Ulin was already ready to hand over the best batch of new generation tribesmen to the Dawn Territory. Even if his heart was cut, he had to consider the continuation of the tribe. What did he hear now?
A free second template, or a [mimetic monster] that can supplement the elves’ weak dynamic attack?
Feeling the force with which the glutton stuffed the scrolls and maps into his arms, Ulin's eyes turned red. His heart had been riddled with holes over a long period of time, and he increasingly distrusted the so-called friendship.
He was willing to talk about gains and losses, but at this moment, he recalled himself when he was young and still remembered these beautiful things.
Speaking of which, isn't this series of events triggered by the glutton's initiative to take revenge on the broken-up Dark Green Siren?
It is said that everything was just because the disrespected glutton received support from Vera before the battle with the Summoning Master. Such a trivial thing made him always remember it, and he was willing to fight for the friend he recognized...
Motivated, passionate, and reckless, but...this is the kind of pure emotion he once yearned for.
It turns out that the glutton is the person who is most misunderstood by the outside world. He is not a demon who only knows how to eat, but a human being of flesh and blood!
Sera squinted at Lu Yu and snorted angrily: "You are not suitable to lead the Dawn Leader."
After that, he turned and left, leaving Lu Yu alone with the unknown lord and Wu Lin in the same room.
"Sela is a nice person, but he seems cold when it comes to dealing with the Dawn Leader. Don't mind it," Lu Yu comforted.
Wu Lin shook his head repeatedly: "Sela's God's Choice is not wrong. If I were in her position, I would only do better... After all, Qingye has no room for bargaining, and the Dawn Collar is the one that can protect us better.
In the towering trees, it is common for the strong to plunder and humiliate the weak. What we often plead for is not to be so harsh and cruel..."
The glutton suddenly turned his head and seemed to be looking at the nameless lord, but soon he turned back and patted his shoulder.
"Come on, let me teach you how to use [Mimetic Monster]. There are several techniques here. I hope that after you master them, you can resist Maple Blood's attacks, and preferably create some trouble for them... Just treat it as a way to protect them.
Chenxi Leader should involve them, you see, actually I also have selfish motives, we are mutually exclusive."
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Holding the scroll of [Mimetic Monster], showing his admiration for the glutton and his confidence in the future of the tribe, Ulin left.
In the projection, looking at Wulin who was staggering while walking excitedly, Sera clapped frequently, while Lulu and Lu Yu could hardly hold back their laughter.
"The effect is very good. Even though I am well-informed and experienced, I still believe in this set of procedures," Serra said.
"It is indeed useful to let him go for a few days. It is much more useful to make up your own random thoughts than to deal with it ourselves." Lu Yu couldn't help laughing.
From the beginning, the three of them had no intention of accepting the elves of the Qingye clan. Qingye is a group that is too large compared to the Dawn Territory. The overall acceptance is full of unknowns. Accepting only part of it will leave the Qingye clan with the impression that the Dawn Territory is dividing the clan.
It is inevitable that there will be no changes in the future.
Since its establishment, the number of people accepted by the Dawn Leader has been extremely limited. There is no reason to gamble on the possibility and give necessary support just because Qingye gave me a trivial assist and was moved by their clan-wide aid.
Just help.
Judging from the results, the routine of Sierra with a black face and Lu Yu with a red face, constantly reducing expectations and suddenly reaching out to give him a hand at the last moment was extremely effective.
"But we do need some elves to share the burden of plant cultivation with us. Where can we find them?" Lulu held her chin, lost in thought.
"Don't worry, I told Milei before that Wupu City is a port city-state, and the slave trade is prevalent. There will be elves who are rootless and easy to assimilate to the Dawn Territory one after another."
Seeing the three people in the room having a heated discussion, Eunice huddled in the corner and felt a chill.
An experienced old patriarch like Wu Lin was manipulated by the three people in front of him. He was clearly sold out and even helped count the money with tears of gratitude. He couldn't do the same...
"No, no, no... no matter how much I thought that such an outstanding siren could not be coaxed into acting like that stupidly with just a few words, and they promised to let me go back, as long as I firmly believed in this idea, there would be no way I could be coaxed into acting like that.