Late at night, in the castle, the faint moonlight passed through the windows and shone on Sun Ran's bed, casting a frost-like silver light on the linen quilt.
Sivana 'walked out' of the wall, seemingly wearing only a gauze dress, and walked slowly towards Sun Ran. When her body passed through the moonlight, the gauze dress was reflected like smoke, hazy.
The graceful body inside was revealed. As she came closer, a fragrance quietly passed into Sun Ran's nose. It smelled very good.
Sun Ran didn't pretend to be asleep, he opened his eyes directly and looked at her doubtfully.
Sivana was not surprised. She sat down by the bed and smiled softly: "I have always heard that powerful warriors have very keen perceptions and will remain vigilant under any circumstances. It turns out this is true."
"What are you doing?" Sun Ran sat up and asked doubtfully.
"A gift dedicated to the hero in my heart." Sivana sat on the bed, leaned on Sun Ran's shoulder, and whispered: "Tonight, I belong to you."
"It's very unexpected." Sun Ran smiled lightly and said, "You know, I have a wife, and I don't want to betray her."
"I know. That's why I came here quietly so that no other person would know about it." Sivana smiled indifferently.
Sun Ran was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Are you coming here to kill me directly? Or are you trying to control me?"
Sivana's body trembled, and she forced a smile and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"In Dawn Fortress, I saw the weakness of the elves. This weakness is not just a matter of the number of warriors, but the essential weakness of your race."
"We are demigods, and we are very strong. The current weakness is just a sequelae of the Gray Pine Forest war!" Sivana argued unconvinced.
"No, individual elves are very strong, but the entire race lacks vitality. How long does it take for you to raise a generation? Thirty years? Forty years? Or fifty years?"
"...About thirty-five years." Sivana somewhat understood what Sun Ran meant. The recovery speed of the elves' power was too slow, and it would take at least thirty-five years for the gray pine forest to begin to recover.
"Our human race only needs fifteen years." Sun Ran smiled.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Sivana frowned: "Since you don't want to, then I won't bother you."
Sun Ran smiled: "Wait a minute, please listen to me patiently."
Sivana was silent. She looked at Sun Ran quietly, showing that she was listening.
Sun Ran continued: "We don't have a history of ten thousand years, and we don't have ancient and noble traditions. We humans are lowly, so we are hardworking and dare to do any 'lowly' things. We cultivate farmland and deal with 'dirty' soil and manure all day long.
. Digging minerals in the dark underground, their hands are covered with calluses. Working in the blacksmith shop all day long, the skin on their hands is scorched by the charcoal fire. Elves disdain to do these lowly things, but this is exactly what a race has to do.
Establish the foundation of the clan.”
"What do you want?" Sivana forgot her original intention. She became frightened after listening to Sun Ran's words.
In recent years, with the rise of the Highland Kingdom, many wise people among the elves have realized this problem and want to change it, but the problem lies in the noble tradition mentioned by Sun Ran.
The elves think that they are noble, so the elves have no real farmers, no real craftsmen, and no people at the bottom. They have a splendid culture, but this culture is a castle in the air. It has no foundation.
The power of tradition is so powerful that it will take at least three generations to change it. Three generations, that is, nearly a hundred years, will be too late.
Sun Ran continued to reveal the truth about the elves: "The current situation is that the glory of the entire elves is based on the unpaid labor of human slaves. If I issue an order to recall the slaves and cut off the food trade with the elves, the glorious elven empire will
It will collapse within ten years. The reason is simple, because you will starve to death!"
A large number of light blades suddenly appeared in the air, pointing at Sun Ran's vitals. Sivana's pretty face turned frosty: "Stop talking! Stop talking! You are asking for your own death. Labusilin will not make the human race wise."
King, because you are too terrible, and you humans are too terrible!"
The battle at Dawn Fortress forged a friendship between the two races, but it also shocked the elven leaders at the power of the human race. The elven leaders realized that once the human race truly rose, the elves would have no place to stand.
"So, tonight, the gift you give me is not your body, but death, or slavery, right?" Sun Ran smiled lightly, without any anger on his face, and continued: "You sacrifice your chastity and take advantage of the opportunity.
When we are going through clouds and rains, use magic to make my life disappear, right?"
Sivana was stunned. The light blade in the air lasted for a while, then turned into a point of light and disappeared. She knew that this light blade could not do anything to the human king. She said feebly: "Why? Why do you have to be so smart? You can't
Be silly and pretend you don't know? Let me leave quietly?"
"Some things must be faced. The dark army was repulsed, the pressure from foreign enemies disappeared, and the contradiction between humans and elves became highlighted. You left, just escaping. This contradiction will not disappear, but will only become more and more acute. I'm afraid
In less than ten years, a war will break out between our two races."
Sivana leaned back slumped on the bed and said painfully: "If I hadn't become an arena warrior and killed you, I would have been killed by a werewolf. If we were all dead, we wouldn't have to face such a difficult choice today.
, how great would that be?”
"Killing me still won't stop the rise of the human race."
"No, without you as a leader, the human race will decline rapidly until it collapses!" Sivana retorted.
Sun Ran laughed: "Sivana, you only saw the surface, but did not see the essence of the matter. Let me tell you, there is a truth in this world: hard work and progress can make the lowest race stand up, greed and laziness can make
The noblest race has fallen. Even without me, another Thrall will stand up. It is only a matter of time."
This is the truth in any world, whether it is as small as a person, as small as a family, or as large as a country or race. If you are indolent, indolent, and greedy for enjoyment, any prosperity will be nothing but fireworks.
Sun Ran looked at Sivana and cruelly revealed the truth: "The Elf Empire has long been in decay. The battle in the Gray Pine Forest was just a trigger. In fact, in this world with many races, any major blow can bring the Elf to its knees.
.Even if the human race does not rise, if the Elf Empire declines, the dwarves from the south and the centaurs from the west will take advantage of the situation and invade. The world is so cruel!"
Sivana didn't think so deeply about Sun Ran. She just sensed the crisis and wanted to resolve it. Only when she heard Sun Ran's words did she truly understand the current situation, which made her even more desperate.
"Are we, the elves, hopeless?" she asked Sun Ran.
By now, she had completely recognized the human king's foresight. As long as he was still the king of the Highland Kingdom, the elves had no chance of defeating the Highland Kingdom.
Sun Ran laughed, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and asked: "Even if we can be saved, will this human king tell you the way?"
"Friendship between our two races?"
"Interracial friendship is a sham, you and I both know it."
"What are you going to do in ten years?" Sivana asked.
She suddenly remembered an elf named Eliza. Many years ago, he insisted on killing Thrall at all costs, but she did not. She did not regret this, because without Thrall, Dawn Fortress
It is impossible to win.
But she also admitted that Elisa had a vision similar to that of Thrall, but it was already too late. Elisa had already died in the gray pine forest.
"Ten years from now?" Sun Ran smiled: "Ten years from now, the Highland Kingdom may become the Highland Empire. An expanding empire is like a ferocious lion. If there is another weak lion lying next to it, what do you think?
What will happen?"
Sivana's face turned pale and she couldn't imagine what would happen.
"Aren't you afraid that we might be on guard when you tell me all this?"
"A dying old man, no matter how hard he defends himself, it's all in vain." Sun Ran smiled and raised his hand to see the guest off: "Sivana, it's late at night, you can go back. I will pretend that what happened tonight never happened, and I won't
It affects the friendship between our two races.”
"No, I won't go back. Thrall, as long as you can let my clan exist, I can do whatever you want!" Sivana begged, her eyes filled with tears, her beautiful face full of sorrow, and she
He held Sun Ran's arm tightly with both hands, looking extremely pitiful.
Sun Ran was indifferent and was about to refuse, but he suddenly felt the game company's hint falling on him. The hint was to help and give the elves a way to survive.
Why should we help? Sun Ran thought about it and understood. The game company does not want the elves to become extinct. Beautiful elves are a major selling point of the game World of Gods.
Since it means 'Creator', Sun Ran, who is playing games, naturally has no objection.
His attitude immediately softened, and he seemed to be moved by Sivana. He patted her hand gently and sighed longly: "Sivana... alas... you are a noble elf lord and an astrologer.
Stop crying, others will laugh at you if they see you."
"Then you promised me?" Sivana choked with sobs. She noticed Sun Ran's change in attitude and was extremely happy.
"There is no room for saving a dying old man. Without experiencing pain, there is no rebirth. The Elf Empire is so decayed and collapsed, just let it go. You go and gather those wise elves and break away from the Elf Empire, just like those in the Highland Kingdom.
Just like a dwarf, start over." Sun Ran said.
Seeing Sivana's hesitation, Sun Ran said: "While there is still some false friendship between our two clans, while I am still alive and can still protect you, do it quickly and lay some foundations, otherwise it will be too late."
Sivana's face became firm and she nodded heavily: "Okay, Thrall, I listen to you."
Game Management Department.
The administrator looked at this scene and sighed: "This Sal is very good at deceiving people. This elf was sold by him, and she even helped him count the money with tears in her eyes."
Another administrator sighed: "Well, with such a leader, the human race will definitely prosper. If we hadn't been able to control the details, and if this Thrall's lifespan was only a hundred years, I would have started to worry about the safety of other races."
