Chapter 316 The cold love of time in the third movement
After the first duel, the venue ushered in a brief silence. Firstly, many spectators in the venue were affected by the secret skills of the Fairy Country and fainted. Secondly, the venue was covered with vines and thorns, and the ground was covered with broken flowers. It was necessary to
After cleaning up, the third thing is that it is already past noon, and many people are hungry or tired.
So this grand event ushered in a short break.
"Phew, I won the first game, but the rest will not be so easy."
In the circular meeting tree hall where the conservatives were, a dozen major figures gathered together to discuss the future arrangements.
"We can only find a total of three candidates here who can sing the secret arts of the Fairy Country, and there are a total of seven songs in this competition."
"Although we have obtained some information from the Open Faction, they keep the fifth test very strictly confidential. If there are more than four chanters, it will be difficult for us to win."
"Is there no other way?" A lady looked at her nails and asked slowly.
"At least among our own people, we can no longer find a suitable singer." Another elf sage tapped the table, his fingers moving unconsciously.
"In other words, we must find foreign aid?" Others were also thinking about this at this moment.
"Yeah, but it's difficult."
"First of all, let's talk about the situation. Nowadays, most people in the forest are on our side or Vistena's side. Logically speaking, most elves are conservative, but Vistena's teacher is Hora Thorne.
The influence of the great sage is too great."
"This respected elder has dedicated his life to the integration of humans and elves. He has a very high reputation not only in the forest, but also among the upper echelons of the empire, the Sage Association, and even the nobles of the East."
"Even though he died many years ago, the influence and legacy he left behind still supports Vestena, allowing her to quickly integrate many forces."
"So we also know what happened later. Even if the number of corollas she supports is not dominant, she can still compete with us."
"We can only find three here, and she can only find three, or at most four, elves among the elves. However, there are not only elves in the world. You should know that the empire suppressed the rebellion in the south a few years ago.
At that time, the situation encountered.”
"That witch, Your Excellency, has the ability to sing the secret arts of the Fairy Country."
"Since she can do it, there may be more human singers hidden in the empire. This has to be said to be a huge danger."
"You mean that we are very likely to fail in this duel?"
"From the intelligence analysis, it is like this." The elf scholar nodded.
"Oh, okay, I'm used to your speaking style. You always hide half of it. Since this is true from the perspective of intelligence analysis, that means there are factors that are not based on intelligence analysis."
"Olasso's temperament is like this. I have known him for more than a hundred years. He always likes to whet other people's appetites and curiosity."
"Then how to solve it now, Sage Olasso~" An elf lady deliberately lengthened her tone to tease the scholar.
"Ahem, I do have an idea, but this method is not so, uh, upright, or it is easy to be criticized."
"Let's talk about it first."
"Everyone knows the history of the goblin clan, right?"
"Well, the elves on the World Tree were born earlier than me and were purer beings, but because they were too fond of freedom, they were unable to form a stable social structure."
"This is one aspect, but it is undeniable that the goblin race is a very special race. Although there are goblins currently existing in the forest, it is very different from the past era. Not only is the legendary goblin queen still not born
, not even the great goblin lord with magical secrets."
"This is because the World Tree no longer exists. The environment required to hatch goblins is extremely harsh. The goblins born in the Three Holy Trees today are inherently deficient. Reaching Sequence 5 is basically the limit. The most powerful great goblin at present is only Sequence 6.
, and it is very difficult to go up any higher. Even before the change in the world, thousands of years of accumulation have not broken through this level."
"Without the World Tree, the goblin clan is doomed to decline."
"What if we could temporarily let goblins possess us? This would make it easier to arouse emotional resonance, making it possible to sing the secrets of the goblin land." The scholar's tone changed.
"Elves are living beings that are close to energy. It seems possible to possess other creatures, but in fact it is a kind of harm to each other." An old elf told a secret he knew when he was young.
"The disharmony of the soul will cause mental pollution, which in layman's terms is madness and insanity. This is an extremely evil approach."
"Well, isn't there a way to get the best of both worlds, so that elves can be as pure as fairies, and fairies can also get rid of their innate shortcomings?"
"No, don't think about it, let's compete honestly." The old elf shook his head.
"No, there are still some. Common sense does not seem to work, but there are always exceptions that are beyond common sense, and that is..."
"Witch or holy object?" The sensitive elf thought of this.
"I always feel like this is the point of no return. Don't we just don't want to have anything to do with those witches? I think every elf knows how the World Tree was burned."
"But now, it's no longer up to us. If we lose, everything will be controlled and guided by the open faction, and there is already a witch in the opposite camp."
"They can do this, why can't we?"
"No, I still disagree."
"I think it's okay."
"you……"
There was a tense and depressing atmosphere in the conference hall. Two voices emerged within the originally single-minded conservatives. One was to win by any means necessary, and winning would have everything. The other was that even if they failed, they must stick to their principles, otherwise
What does it mean to be conservative?
The two sides gradually reached a deadlock, but neither side wanted to expand the conflict, which would only make the opposite side laugh at the liberal side. There is still some sense in this. After all, everyone here can sit in the position today, at least they are not fools.
"Huh... that's all." An old elf took the initiative to leave the meeting and no longer participated in the subsequent discussion.
Seeing this, other people slowly made their choices, some left the table and some chose to stay.
After the number of people stabilized, the scholar who suggested introducing special means to win slowly stood up.
"We don't have much time, now let me introduce to you the special way to win." There was a bit of fanaticism on his face, and one hand was tightly balled into a fist under the table.
At this moment, in the venue outside the house, the second competition also started.
"Wreath of Narcissus, Fagotilla."
"Green Bell Corolla, Siluluo Ai."
"The Fairy's Utopia·Second Movement·The Wandering Night of Snow Crying."
Light snow began to fall in the sky. Even though it was the scorching summer, the two figures danced, spun and sang in the forest again, while the non-stop blowing ice flowers danced colorfully in the air.
The ice is as sharp as a sharp edge, and the shuttle is as fast as rain. The two geniuses in the forest continue to collide and fight fiercely. The figures and aftermath of the battle between the two sides turn a large number of trees and grass into ice withers and snow powder.
In this way, time passes slowly.
Until the last one turned into a lifelike and beautiful ice withered, reflecting bursts of brilliance in the sun.
"The open faction, Fagotilan wins!"
At this point, the liberals and the conservatives once again formed a balance of power and were in a stalemate. As dusk approached and the dusk dyed the earth, today's final competition began.
"The Fairy's Utopia·The Third Movement·The Cold Love of Time."
After the ceremony official finished his announcement, two special figures slowly walked onto the stage. They were so similar, so identical, so touching. When the two faced each other, it was like looking at themselves in the mirror and smiling.
"Good afternoon, my gentle sister, Athea."
"Good afternoon, my naughty sister, Etesi."
The two twin princesses each stood on one side of the high platform. They had the same beautiful appearance, the same gorgeous clothes, and even the same weapons and eyes.
However, these twin sisters who grew up together have now taken different paths.
"Then, let's get started."
Two figures, wearing transparent cicada wings, flew up in the twilight of the forest. Their songs were as cold as ice, but as passionate as fire, resounding in the forest.
The song of time was once so gentle, bringing everything close and bringing it up.
The passing of time is so cold and separates everything.
All this will eventually become a thing of the past.