ps1: It seems that someone has questions about the leader of the Dark Fairy? Well, you may not know his name, but you should have seen him. In the ghost video on Station B, there is a mysterious man wearing a perverted restraint belt and a spiked collar who says "fu¡áckyou" with disdain. He is him. Yes, in Nippori's setting, he is indeed King Billy's lifelong rival.
ps2: I actually do this kind of science popularization seriously thump the ground thump the ground
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The sound of the welcoming horn sounded in New Nippori, and the entire Fairy Forest echoed with the whisper of the wind.
Since it is a welcoming ceremony and a celebration banquet, the shorts that are as primitive as possible can no longer be worn. During this period, Billy Herrington confessed and left. When he reappeared, he was already wearing a mysterious and simple robe
Although the gray robe and the white clothes underneath, which were suspected to be used by the spell caster, could not block King Billy's bulging muscles at all, this strange attire is said to have become the history of their generation.
During this time period, all the forest fairies have completed their assembly. On the Thinkers Square for the banquet, forest fairies stood in twos and threes, without any noise or communication.
The fairies of the forest all put on solemn attire - short shirts and robes, and long belted boots. The outer robe is like a windbreaker, used to listen to the whispers in the wind. A short mushroom-shaped stick hangs from their waist, which is said to be their weapon. Their eyes were solemn and tranquil, occasionally flashing sparks of wisdom, and countless thoughts colliding in the air, producing whispers of thoughts and focused sounds of thinking. The weight of this thought made Caesar feel like he had entered the Academy of Nature or the Circle of the Sky. The illusion of the top - the forest fairies are not spellcasters, at least some of them are not, but they still understand the power of philosophy from thinking and use it in all aspects - whether it is life or combat.
The fairies of the forest adopt a peaceful and absolute stratification - apprentice, warrior and master. The basis of stratification is not blood or identity, but the evaluation of the fairies' understanding and attainment of philosophy. The highest administrative body is called the Supreme Council, which is composed of eleven members led by the King of Goblins. The councilors were selected from among the masters of philosophy, and they were all powerful beings who combined philosophy and strength. Unfortunately, there were only six councilors recommended by King Billy to Caesar.
¡°The remaining members of Parliament were taken away by Duckham, as well as some of the clan members.¡± Billy Herrington said bluntly. "It makes Your Majesty laugh. The descendants of the people of philosophy would part ways because of philosophical differences. This is my dereliction of duty."
As soon as the words fell, the goblins had more or less embarrassed looks on their faces. Internal division is not a glorious thing, let alone having to admit it in front of outsiders - but remembering that Caesar seemed to be here for this, they gradually calmed down, but to tell the truth. They remained doubtful that Caesar could change anything.
No It is simply impossible. The dispute between two ideas originating from philosophy can be solved by an outsider at will.
Caesar smiled slightly: "I don't think this is an embarrassing thing. The Pillar of Death, one of the seven poles of mankind, and the Fortress of Knowledge standing in the Forgotten Land, broke away from the ancient Mage Alliance more than ten thousand years ago. The mainstream spellcasters at that time rejected these messengers who manipulated death, thinking that this was a trick that desecrated life. However, the necromancers used their forbearance and practical actions to gain recognition from everyone. Now, even those who uphold the natural way Druids and paladins of the Path of Holy Light can openly admit that the necromancers who walk at the extremes of life and death are the true guardians of life."
"This is just an example, Your Majesty." Someone interrupted, "This is a different situation after all. The death and reincarnation pursued by the necromancer are originally the principles of the world, even if they are misinterpreted. After all, the truth will be revealed. But the dark elves"
"Your Excellency Mujikuli. King Billy mentioned you to me, saying that you were his comrade-in-arms and good opponent." Caesar nodded towards the resolute goblin. "However, you cannot deny that as the saying goes, different paths lead to the same goal, and all paths of power lead to the final truth, then why can the so-called path of philosophy only have one way to go? In other words, the dark elves have turned their backs on themselves Your mind has been blinded by your faith, and your soul is filled with the aura of chaos?"
"This is not the case. They just became more irritable than before, but they never stopped thinking. The light of philosophy still shines on them, but the color is more terrifying than before." The Fairy of the Forest They encouraged debate and advocated integrity, so this powerful warrior only hesitated for a moment and still admitted the truth frankly, "But"
"So this is the crux of the matter." Caesar thought for a moment, then smiled, "As far as I know, the dispute between the two parties is limited toAlthough there are still small-scale frictions, they have not developed into large-scale battles. "
"This is exactly the case, Your Majesty, but the situation is not optimistic." This time it was Beorandi who spoke. This forest elf is famous throughout the elf forest for his handsome appearance and gorgeous combat skills. In addition, he also possesses a terrifying transformation skill. He is also ranked among the eleven members and has a high reputation among the people. "The philosophy of the dark fairies is unruly and full of irritability." With such irritability that even the age-old sport of wrestling devolved into violent clashes, they brought their tyrannical style into debates with us - which often resulted in even more heated arguments that turned into As a result of the military solution, although the forest fairies are peace-loving, they are not afraid of any form of war!"
"" Caesar could understand and imagine the scene at that time. In fact, this is the same as reasoning between Saints and Paladins. Barbarians talk dirty, curse every word, and occasionally greet other people's relatives in a roundabout way. Paladins are extremely well-educated, speak well, persuade people to do good, and have a good temper. Incredibly. But there is still a proverb circulating on the mainland - the Paladin also has three points of anger, which refers to the situation at this time. If the barbarian scolds him, the paladin will fight back unbearably, or if the barbarian scolds him and he gets angry, the paladin will fight back without hesitation and then it will turn into a terrible fight. The holy hammer and the dragon spear fly together, the war cry and the aura are in sync, I'll beat you up.
¡ª¡ªSo, a reasonable person is not necessarily a soft persimmon until he feels that he can no longer be reasonable. You may be able to slash people with a knife more efficiently than anyone else, but this is somewhat similar to and somewhat different from barbarians. Barbarians use their words to reason when they want to reason on their own. When you are not being reasonable, you use fists and cannons to reason. To put it bluntly, you can beat someone to death without suffering a loss. In comparison, it is much more deceptive.
"I think. I seem to have found the key to solving the problem." Caesar nodded and smiled at Beolandi.
"Oh, I would like to hear the details" Beorandi was startled for a moment, but his question was interrupted by Billy Herrington: "That's it for now. It was originally a feast to welcome distinguished guests, and it shouldn't be like this. debate. At least for now, we should enjoy the upcoming feast and greet the guests from afar."
"What the king said is true." The forest elf blushed slightly and lowered his head to Caesar, "So, I am indeed rude"
So¡ª¡ªBilly Herrington made a gesture of invitation, Caesar nodded in response, and walked side by side with Billy Herrington. Countless eyes fell on the two of them. The thoughts that collided and intersected in the air stopped at the same time, and all thinking and communication ceased, turning into a line of sight and observation. Everyone was paying attention to this outsider, trying to determine whether he had the power to change.
In Thinker¡¯s Square, the sculpture of the first generation of the great leader of the forest stands in the center. He sat on a big rock, his right arm full of power and beauty flexed. He rested his elbows on his knees, which were also bent, and supported his forehead with his fists. He was thinking with his eyes closed, and the overflowing wisdom and sense of history were thicker than his distant posture. The base of the sculpture was neatly engraved with quotes that have guided generations of forest fairies. Those are words that both forest fairies and dark fairies agree with. And as a general guide to guide them forward - philosophy is power.
Caesar looked around at everything here - the square was also filled with large and small columns and reliefs. The most famous one was undoubtedly the painting "Philosophy Guides Life", in which a naked, muscular man held a sword in his left hand and raised his right hand high. He raised the flag in his hand, and around him, there were several equally powerful and wise beings gathered. It was a commemoration of the time when the Fairy Forest was first established. Several Fairy Sages at that time bet on their own existence and pledged to the Fairy Forest. The human saints promised permanent neutrality and balance, and this resulted in the smooth continuation and peace of the Fairy Forest for thousands of years
The fairies of the forest follow the steps of Billy Herrington and Caesar, passing through stone sculptures and passing through pieces of history. This is their pride. Every time Billy Herrington passed a place, he would briefly introduce to Caesar who had stopped at a certain inconspicuous small stone pillar, and what a huge sculpture was to commemorate long roads, huge squares , it seems that everything came alive at this moment, "Abe Takawa's Smile", "Sunflower", "Philosophy Hall" These have a rich history and are integrated into the spiritual will of the producer, and have been stopped and appreciated by countless future generations. All of his works are qualified to become rare treasures, but now they are lying quietly in this other strange space, which is actually very suitable
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Supporting the panicked young mother, Arturia patiently asked what happened. She could still recognize this childhood playmate, but the other party no longer remembered her. Now, the other party is already the mother of two children, and she has devoted the rest of her life to her husband and children, and is happy with it.?¡ª¡ªBut it felt like I had been in a dream for more than ten years. Apart from lamenting and dumbfounding, I seemed to have gained nothing.
But now is not the time to think about these things. She calmed down and listened to the cry of her childhood friend. Her husband went to the mountains and has not come back for two days. She asked people to look for him, but found nothing. Her husband was also an acquaintance of Artoria when she was a child. He came from a family of hunters. Since he was a child, the surrounding mountains have been like his back garden. There is no reason to get lost, so there is a high probability of the cause of the disappearance. that is¡¡
The young woman seemed to have this awareness, but she still refused to accept this cruel fact easily. The last life-saving straw was the sudden appearance of this knight. At least the sheriff in the village treated her respectfully and privately said that she was a big shot in the world and a great knight so she almost She knocked on the door here with the thought of giving up everything. If she could get the Lord Knight's help, she would give everything she could - except for her child.
"Bulma, don't cry, I will bring Miller back." She wiped away the tears of her childhood playmate and said softly.
The young mother¡¯s eyes widened. She didn¡¯t know why the Lord Knight knew her name, but she couldn¡¯t care less. The other party¡¯s promise was like the key to the door to heaven. Her soul was shattered in an instant - this wife who had not slept for two days and even followed a search team spontaneously formed by the villagers to call her husband's name all over the mountains and plains, as if all her wishes had been resolved. She finally passed out. There was only one reason. Since the Lord Knight had made a promise, she could rest assured. Even if she doesn't know who the other party is, she only needs to know the fact that she is a knight.
A knight¡¯s promise is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold, and he will not break his promise even if he pays his life. Don't tarnish your promises.
This is an oath that has been forged over the past ten thousand years, from the most powerful paladin in the Papal Hall to every unknown little knight. This is an oath that everyone on the continent trusts unconditionally and belongs to the knights - Arturia hugged it Her childhood playmate who had fainted seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds at that moment. She seemed to be vaguely aware of the reason why she wanted to protect him.
"Yeah, no matter what Even if I break the sword in the stone, even if I know that I am not the chosen one, it can't change the fact that I am a knight It is here. I first promised the teacher that I To become a knighta knight braver than anyone else" Artoria carried the poor woman out of the room, followed by children who looked uneasy.
More and more footsteps sounded, and one after another anxious and expectant villagers appeared in front of her.
The children are also watching her Just like the stories she told, when someone is in danger, those who stand up to protect the weak and support justice must be brave knights. They are not afraid of sacrifice and vow to save all those in need. And take this as the greatest happiness and glory, and the reason to persist until the end.
They all place their hopes on mewhich they can't do. I have the ability to do it. This is the reason why I must stand up. Responding to the call of the weak is the duty of the strong and the meaning of this strength.
How could she let them down Artoria handed over her childhood playmate to the old man in charge, who was Miller's father, the number one hunter in the mountain village back then. Now this title has fallen to his proud son. He only has pride and pride in this, but now, he must bear the fact that his beloved son may die, and stand up to once again support this crumbling family. This is his responsibility as a father - to take care of his son on his behalf. The responsibility of the grandson.
Even the most ordinary people have their own responsibilities and must face the sad facts bravely. Arturia looked at the old man's ravaged but still resolute face, and his face was dyed white by time. The sideburns did not erase his brave heart. She smiled slightly: "Uncle Tommy, Bulma will be left to you. I will bring Miller back."
"Youyou are" The old man took a deep breath. He seemed to have recognized the little girl from back then.
"Ah many, many things have happened. I will come back and take a look. But it seems that this is indeed the guidance of fate. As long as Miller does not suffer misfortune, I will definitely bring him back safely." Artoria said calmly Smiling, standing in front of her acquaintances at that time, she felt the ruggedness of time and the elusiveness of fate again and again, but now, she had more important things to do.
She has helped many people along the way, but this time is different. She begins to face her own soul, thinking about why she is fighting, and what kind of beliefs she should live by - maybe this is an opportunity to change everything
"That's good I'll leave everything to you, Lord Knight." The old man was startled for a moment, then showed his first smile since his son disappeared, "We are ready to face everything. If we can, Please do your best, but don't push yourself too hard. Before fate, everyone is born equal. If this is destined, we will only face it calmly."
"¡ª¡ªI understand, Uncle Tommy, I will definitely bring back the living Miller. Before that, please take good care of Bulma and her children. She has been a strong girl since she was a child. I hope she can Happy." Artoria was stunned for a moment, then took a deep look at Tommy, "Of course, I hope you are too."
"Of course." The old man glanced at his daughter-in-law with a rather distressed look, and sighed softly. The moment Artoria passed by him, he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "Zhu Wu May your fortune be prosperous¡ªmy king.¡±
Arturia's body was shaken violently. She looked back in disbelief. The old man had already disappeared into the mountain road with his child in his arms. The other villagers were still looking at the Lord Knight with expectant eyes.
¡I am no longer a king, but I am still a knight. (To be continued)
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