In Galenock, the capital of Greyken, an unfortunate news is spreading crazily among everyone.
The Norma Empire attacked Elanthir, and the Elanthir Empire declared war on the Norma Empire. After less than a year of peace in the Magic Continent, a new war began.
Moreover, this time, the bloody degree of the war and the speed of deciding the outcome greatly exceeded everyone's judgment.
Just a few hours ago, news came from the Seismological Monitoring Bureau, a new department of Grecken, that large-scale earthquakes occurred in the area where the Noma Empire is located. These earthquakes are not normal geological phenomena, but are believed to be
caused.
Subsequently, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Ilancire Empire issued a statement stating that Ilancire had struck the Norma Empire with the Staff of God, destroying the Norma Empire's war potential.
The problem is actually not here. What really worries Griken is Elanthil's contempt for the Magic Empire and magicians.
The other side treats tens of millions of people as nothing and uses weapons of mass destruction at will. This is a trampling on the entire magical world.
"Lord Alves... The Noma Empire has not even sent a message for help... This kind of thing..." A magician looked at his immediate boss uneasily, hoping to get some courage from him.
.
Alves leaned on the magic wand that Ronsardele left for him, looked at the sky outside the window, and sighed: "Why do they want to provoke an empire that they can't afford to provoke at all?"
He is now a little glad that the Norma Empire's distress signal has not yet arrived, because if the other party really sends a distress signal, it will be a bit of a headache for Greken to choose.
"Sometimes I wonder what kind of world the magical world was like in the past." He paused, and then said to the magic apprentices and several senior magicians behind him: "In distant times, human beings
They are the humblest existences in the entire magical world. Even dwarves are more suitable for magical practice than humans."
"The orcs relied on their powerful power to oppress humans. Humans were like lambs at that time, and they were the targets of plunder by various races." This old man, who was of the same era as Lonzadelai, seemed to be recalling his experiences back then.
All kinds of things happened in general.
He spoke unhurriedly, making everyone gradually settle down: "The elves have become a force superior to humans with their powerful magical talents. They taught the ancestors of humans to use magic, and then the Magic Empire was established.
."
"After experiencing countless wars, countless sacrifices, the fall of countless magicians, countless deaths and rebirths..." Alves said bit by bit, with a trace of nostalgia: "Of course
There are also powerful dragons, they are the masters of this world. Their bodies like mountains represent the pinnacle of power in this world..."
"It was truly a glorious and despairing world. The magical civilization was as bright as the stars in the sky, but these stars could only twinkle under the dark curtain of the demonic invasion!" When he said this, he started from
He looked away from the window and turned around to look at everyone in the room.
"Recently, I often ask myself, is that era and the magical world of the past really worth our nostalgia?" Then he asked this question, which made everyone stunned for a moment.
Without waiting for the response from the great magicians of Greken, he continued to talk to himself: "Yes, that era was indeed glorious, and we magicians did have an unparalleled status... But this status is really that superior.
?”
These questions left everyone wondering how to answer them. When people realized this question, Alves had already continued: "That era belonged to dwarves, orcs, elves, and dragons, but...
…It doesn’t belong to us humans…”
"But, now! This era belongs to the Elandhill Empire!" He changed the subject, his tone full of joy and pride: "In this era, humans have become the masters of the earth, and the magical world has defeated
The invasion of the demons even counterattacked to the demon world to expand territory!"
"We can go to the end of the sky and overlook the moon, and we can also study magic under the bright electric light..." He said every word, and the eyes of everyone present lit up.
At this moment, these magicians realized that although the order of magic was collapsing, the human race was rising from the collapsed ruins!
What a glorious thing this is. This is something that humans have never dared to ask for for thousands of years! And some magicians are stupid enough to refuse this exciting rise!
Suddenly, these Griken magicians realized how ignorant and ridiculous their colleagues were!
When these shocking thoughts echoed in the minds of these magicians, Alves had already asked a new question: "Do we have to go back to the past? Looking up at the dragon clan, looking up at the elves, looking up at
Are other races lingering in the shadow of the demons? Living a precarious life, living in fear every day?"
"This era belongs to us! Why can't these people understand? This is the era of mankind, it is the era of magic, and it is also the best era!" He shook his head, as if
I hate the way iron cannot become steel.
"Whether it's magic or science, they are just tools. Isn't it the most important goal for us humans to stand at the top of the world and become the masters of this world?" He stared at all the magicians present and continued to ask.
As if he knew that his question would not be answered, he continued directly: "Abandoning the original purpose and then pursuing a tool in the process... This is abandoning the basic and chasing the last. This is the real stupidity."
Still, I couldn't wait for anyone's response. This old and wise chief consul made everyone drunk. I shook my head soberly: "As a magician, pursuing the truth of this world is the most important thing.
, why should we oppose science? Who can guarantee that the future path will not be one in which magic and science complement each other and develop?"
"Then... Sir, what should we... do?" A magician looked at Alves and asked with some anxiety.
"Contact Your Highness Vivian... If she agrees, then the heir she gives birth to will always be the guardian of Grecken..." Alves said bachelorly: "It's time to do what Lord Ronsardele wants.
It’s something I didn’t have time to do! Included is Alan Hill!”
