Chapter 22 Talking
about Toluvel was currently wearing a black cotton jacket, and underneath the leather jacket was a brown linen shirt.
The collar of the shirt was very loose, and the scenery exposed when the female elf bent down instantly attracted Wayne's attention.
However, Wayne only admired it for a second or two and then withdrew his gaze. He met Toluvel's eyes, showed a cheerful smile that only a teenager can have, and said: "Of course, Toluvel, thank you for the invitation
. , I'm a little hungry too."
The female elf didn't notice Wayne's little movement. She nodded and made way for the exit of the tent. After Wayne climbed out of the tent, she walked side by side with him and took him to the Walk in the direction of the camp.
Perhaps because it was dinner time, the camp was particularly lively at this time. Elves, dwarves, and halflings, men and women, old and young, were lining up in an orderly manner around three steaming cauldrons to get food.
Wayne roughly counted the residents in the camp, which totaled about a hundred people. Judging from their clothing and equipment, there were about thirty people who could serve as soldiers and participate in the battle.
Noticing Wayne's gaze, Toluvel pursed her lips, and then said in a calm and sad tone: "
We started with more than three hundred people, and we traveled all the way from Kovind's capital Ade. Kalai fled here, and half of the people fell on the road and were brutally killed by Kaedwen's soldiers." "
The two villagers we let go yesterday discovered our whereabouts."
"I'm not sure about them. "Whether they will tell the truth or not, we can only treat them as prisoners and lock them up."
Wayne nodded in understanding. In order to protect the safety of his own people and prevent them from being tracked by Kaedwen's soldiers, let alone capturing witnesses, even if they were killed, To get rid of them is also something that has to be done.
Following Toluvel, they came to a relatively clean bonfire, where a dozen elves and dwarves dressed as warriors were dining. After seeing the female elf leader, they all showed respect and stood up to salute her.
Obviously, Toruviel enjoys a very high status among this group of inhuman races.
As soon as the two found a blanket to sit down, a female elf came over with two bowls of hot food and handed them to their hands respectfully.
Wayne casually shoveled a few potatoes, meat cubes, beets and gnocchi into the bowl. The food looked pretty good. No matter how it tasted, at least it was rich in ingredients.
He took a sip of the soup. It was sweet, salty, and barely palatable. Of course, it was completely incomparable to his cooking skills, and it couldn't be called delicious at all.
Wayne picked out a spoonful of meat with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, and said casually:
"This is still within the territory of Kaedwen, and there are human villages and towns all around you."
"Toluviel, maybe you You should escape further, such as in the primeval forests of the Blue Mountains, where there are few people, rugged roads, and monsters that appear all year round, so it is difficult for humans to find them." The female elf leader also took a sip of soup and put the wooden bowl
in aside.
She stared at the blazing bonfire, snorted, and said resolutely:
"I will not escape from Kovind. There are countless compatriots here who are facing life-threatening danger and waiting for our rescue."
"Humans treat us like fat. Sheep, slaughter them at will."
"But I will tell them that elves are not cowards. When faced with swords, we will also pick up swords, and when faced with death, we will also die in return. No one can deprive us of our survival. Rights."
Seeing that the topic was a bit heavy, Wayne sighed, but still said bluntly:
"There are too many humans. Their soldiers are well-equipped and have received professional war training." "
We have very few warriors. It is impossible to defeat them in a head-on battle. When faced with their encirclement and suppression, you cannot even protect yourself." "What you have to do now is to preserve your strength, act in a low-key manner, and find more inhuman races that are willing to resist."
"Only when you unite with enough strength and have the ability to protect yourself, will mankind truly hear your voice, instead of treating you as thieves and bandits and killing you at will."
Seeing Toluvel looking at him, Wayne thought for a while and couldn't help but say a few more words:
"The power of elves is actually not weak. You have a long lifespan, are neither lazy nor stupid, and can engage in any industry. , can rely on experience and technology to become master-level craftsmen. If conditions permit, they can rely on these technologies to quickly accumulate wealth and strength." "It's just because the number of
elves is too scattered, in any city or village Here, you will always be only a minority and will never have the power to resist." "
But the entire northern countries, all the elves combined, are a force that no country dares to despise." "
So, what you lack is a A flag, an excellent leader who can unite you all."
"Perhaps, one day, when the elves get back together again, with thousands of soldiers, occupying a certain territory, under a wise leader Under his leadership, the kingdom of elves can be rebuilt and reborn through blood."
Listening to Wayne's words, Toluvel was silent for a long time, and then asked in a slightly expectant voice:
"You are an elf with ideas, Wayne ."
"You know how to resist, how to protect yourself, and how to fight." "
Perhaps, you should join our cause, help our compatriots, and stay away from human persecution."
"Fight to liberate the inhuman race."
Looking at With the female elf's expectant eyes, Wayne couldn't help but reveal an awkward smile. As a young man with a modern soul, it's okay for him to make small talk, but let him really engage in the cause of liberating a race. To be honest, he was not mentally prepared for this at all.
Wayne coughed lightly, tried to keep his voice as calm as possible, and refused:
"Sorry, Toluvel, I am a demon hunter and must maintain a neutral attitude." "
I know my abilities very well. I do Not to the extent of sacrificing your life for others.”
Toluvel was a little disappointed when he heard this. The neutral code of conduct of the demon hunters has been widely circulated in the north for hundreds of years, so it is not surprising.
She took a wine bottle from her waist, raised her head and took a deep sip, exhaled a breath, then handed it to Wayne's hand and said, "Have a
taste, Wayne, I brewed this myself." Apple cider is an exclusive recipe taught to me by my mother. This is probably the only thing she left me." "Your
opinion is very pertinent, Wayne. I will seriously consider it."
Looking at Toluvel With his pretty face flushed from the alcohol, Wayne hesitantly took the wine bottle, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
Not to mention, it tastes really good, with a sweet and alcoholic taste and a light floral fragrance. Even in modern society, it is still a good drink.
He squinted his eyes and took another sip, raised his head and exhaled a breath, thought for a few seconds, and then said to the female elf:
"Toruvel, although it is impossible for us demon hunters to join your cause, and all Human society is the enemy."
"But we can be friends. It is not unacceptable to help friends solve their commissions without violating the principle of neutrality."
(End of this chapter)