Chapter 203 I am the prophesied savior.
Lann instantly knocked down several elf swordsmen, wounding but not killing them, just like taking a stroll in the garden. If this cool look fell in the eyes of the people of Sintra or the soldiers and knights of the Four Nations Alliance, I am afraid it would cause another round of cheers and a few more nicknames.
But in the eyes of the Scoia'tael, the relaxed and carefree look was suffocating and shuddering.
"I said, I saved you. And I will continue to save you." Lann said, standing in the middle of the groaning Scoia'tael on the ground, "Can you listen to me carefully now?" Iorveth suddenly
said took a step back.
The person in front of him looked like he had just defeated all his companions. Iorveth didn't want to show his timidity, but he couldn't control the fear rising in his heart.
If the physical and sword abilities are displayed on the Haji Fortress, it can barely be understood by ordinary people. So the [Teleport], [Flash] and Sigil abilities that Lan just demonstrated have exceeded the category of "killable enemies" in Iorveth's perception.
The leader of the Scoia'tael decidedly shouted: "Humans! I have nothing to say to you! The mountain people will never forget the blood shed!" "Ha.
If you just listened to my self-introduction, then maybe you You can taste a little different taste."
Lann said with a cold face: "I am Lann Lannister Leanne."
Iorveth glared at Lann, the hatred of the race was irreconcilable, he Don't want to hear more from Lan En.
But we all know that when a word appears repeatedly in front of us, even if we try our best to avoid recalling it, it will still emerge uncontrollably in our minds.
"Leian Lun..." Iorveth's eyes were still full of anger, but inexplicably had a different flavor, "You are the lion of Cintra, Laura Doron Aip Xidahar Daughter of Leianlun."
Before turning into the Scoia'tael with her hatred of humans, Iorveth also had a good background. Even though the elves on the mainland are now in ruins, many deep-rooted things are still stubbornly persisted by the elves - such as education.
Especially since Iorveth is not a young elf yet, given his age, he can still know a lot of secrets. For example, this "Laura Doran Aip Shidahar", she is actually the first generation of ancient blood.
Iorveth said coldly: "You are a descendant of Laura Doron, which means...you also have the blood of elves in your body. But this is meaningless. Although we hate this fact extremely-but now on the mainland Most people have the blood of elves."
When he said this, Iorveth's expression showed a deeper level of ridicule. There is a big difference in aesthetics between elves and humans. Many elves think humans are just hairless monkeys. However, under this aesthetic, a large number of elves and human hybrids were still born, and the ingredients are very complicated.
This involves wars, captives, slave trade and a series of events soaked in blood and lamentation.
——Of course, it’s not that there is no true love. For example, the source of Lann’s ancient blood, “Laura Doran Aip Shidahar”, fell in love with humans and eloped, thus bringing the ancient blood to humans. among. However, many elves deny the element of love in it, believing that it is a conspiracy planned by humans.
Elves like Iorveth, who harbor a deep hatred for humans, are obviously one of the "many elves" in the conspiracy theory.
With this thought in mind, the Scoia'tael Elf was about to continue to show off his toughness and express his determination not to surrender mentally even if he was captured by Rann. However, suddenly a flash of light exploded in his mind, taking away all his sanity.
"The blood of the ancients..."
He recalled each fragment -
including the physical strength that Lann showed when he fought twelve warriors alone on the top of the Haji Fortress, which was beyond the elves' knowledge; and the physical strength that
Lann had just released. Two seals that have exceeded the power of ordinary warlocks' attack magic;
and Lan's sudden appearance next to him, and his strange ability to continuously flash in the crowd.
Iorveth could accept the failure of the Scoia'tael's operation, could accept that his group was defeated by a strange and powerful man who appeared from nowhere, and could even accept death after failure. But he couldn't accept the thought that came to his mind now.
"The ancient blood... has awakened in the human body."
He sat down on the ground in despair, with an expression as if the sky had fallen: "Impossible, humans are just carriers of the ancient blood and thieves. Islini The savior he talks about should wait until the Ain El clan or Ain Cid takes back the ancient blood. He should appear among the elves..." "
How could it be a human... How could it be possible."
It's not just Yi. Ophis and the other elves in the Scoia'tael who knew the inside story were all looking distracted and in disbelief at this moment.
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Before understanding the reaction of Iorveth and other elves, you need to first understand the background of the elves on this continent.
Things are very complicated for the elves.
Today, the elves on the mainland are called "Ion Sid" in their own language, and when translated into the common language of the mainland, they are "elves". They were once the rulers of the continent until they were overthrown by humans and retreated to the "Blue Mountains" - a vast mountain range that separated the Northern Kingdoms from Harklan and Zerikan, and was also the center of Lyria and Levi. The natural borders to the east of the countries of Asia, Aedirn, and Kaedwen. Dol Breitanna, known as the "Valley of Flowers", is located at the foot of the mountain, and the Yaruga River also originates from the depths of this mountain range.
But in fact, the "Ion Sid" elves who once ruled the continent were not native to the continent.
They come from another world.
Legend has it that there is a race called "Ion Woodard" who can easily travel through space and distort the multiverse, so that they can go to live in different worlds. The Iron Woodold people trace the source of this power to their God-given bloodline.
Until one day, they discovered that this kind of time travel actually has sequelae, which will cause a disaster-"white frost", a power that freezes and destroys the world. And as they traveled more and more frequently, the white frost spread faster and faster.
The people of the Iron Woodold tribe spent their entire lives fleeing from the hoar frost, but the hoar frost slowly but never stopped chasing behind them, as if it was a punishment for their abuse of their bloodline talents.
Legend has it that one day the Iron Woodolds arrived at a crossroads during their long flight. One path at this crossroads led to a green world, the other to the mountainous archipelago that humans would later call Skellige. The pack couldn't agree on which way to go, which way would be safer and which way would be farther from the hoarfrost, so they went their separate ways.
Those who chose the mountainous islands - the continent where Rann is now located - were later called "Ion Sheedy" and called themselves "Mountain People"; those who built a new home in the forest land were called "Ion Sheedi" "Al", also called "Alder People".
At the same time, their bloodline talents were gradually weakened. Ain Sheedy, who came to the mainland, completely lost the ability to travel through space and only retained the ability to use magic. When the celestial confluence came and humans were able to generate chaotic energy and learned magic from the elves, the mountain people completely lost the power to maintain their pride.
Ain El who went to the forest world was different from his relatives who loved peace until they were overthrown by humans. They loved killing. After massacring the residents of the original world, the Ain El clan's ability to travel almost disappeared, but they were brave enough to learn to use the hoarfrost that destroyed the world to travel across the world, retaining part of their talent.
The alder people of the Ain El clan occasionally come to the mainland. They like to wear skeleton-shaped armor and use the power of hoarfrost to cause blizzards when they travel across. Those who witnessed them called them "The Wild Hunt."
But the Alder People of Ayn El are not satisfied with this, they are eager to restore the glory of their ancestors. So they awakened power through various magics, creatures, and other technologies that humans could not understand. This power finally sprouted in the body of the Elf Sage Laura Doron. The Ain El elves believe that Laura Doron's children will completely awaken the power of their ancestors.
They expected this power to be called the "blood of the ancients" - Ayn El itself also means "elder" - and betrothed Laura Doran to another elf sage, hoping to become stronger. The blood blessing of the sage can accelerate the growth of ancient blood.
But in the end Laura Doran eloped with a human warlock, and both humans and elves were ashamed of this relationship. As a result, the revival plan of the Ain El clan failed.
In the end, the pair of miserable mandarin ducks were killed by humans, but the child with ancient blood was adopted by the queen of Redania at the time. Human beings who did not know the power of ancient blood did not value this bloodline much and did not deliberately spread and protect it. As a result, it spread among the upper classes of human nobles, and in the end only this single seedling in Cintra remained.
The above is the origin of the elves and the ancient blood.
Some people may ask: After all, the Ancient Blood has never shown its full power, so why do the elves, especially the Ain El clan, still have high hopes for the Ancient Blood?
Here we have to mention one of the most powerful prophets and elf prophets in history - Islini.
Her prophecies are known to all classes of all races, and most of them have been verified, including but not limited to the decline of the Iron Sheedi elves who came to the mainland, and the bloody Northern War in the original timeline. and the Civil War that swept across the entire continent, as well as a super plague that matched the Black Death in Europe in Lann's previous life.
The blood of the ancients was described in Islini's prophecy as a powerful force to fight against the hoar frost, save the world, and allow elves to take revenge on humans.
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Lan said: "The world will die in the frost and be reborn under the new sun. That will also be the time when the seeds sown by the ancient blood will be reborn." Iorveth, who had lost his mind,
unconsciously The next sentence continued: "This kind will not sprout, but will ignite flames. First - first the blood of elves will flood the earth..."
Seeing Iorveth who started to recite the following prophecy very cooperatively, Lan was satisfied He nodded. But he still interrupted Iorveth:
"So, as you can see. I am the ancient blood in the prophecy, the first fully awakened ancient blood in history, which means-"
" I am the savior in the prophecy."
Lann said in a very low, ethereal, and joyless tone: "I said it from the beginning, I am here to save you."
Iorveth was trembling. But he still tried his best to regain some sanity.
Fortunately, he was a martial artist. If he had been an elf warlock who didn't know what was going on, he might have been deceived by Lan and become confused at this moment.
"Even if you have ancient blood... you are still a human being."
Lann ignored Iorveth's struggle and just said with cold eyes: "That's why I hate the Scoia'tael. I have no objection to inhuman races, and even some of them Most of them have a favorable opinion."
"Perhaps you have been in the jungle for too long. But if you know a little bit about Cintra today, you should know that we are holding on to Brokiron, and the dryad clan- —They were once an even more extreme anti-human race than your Scoia’tael party — but now they have established a good friendship with us, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that they become one.” “Not only that, I also
invited Dwarf friends and halfling friends go to Cintra to settle down and give me strength. Racial barriers will exist everywhere, but I hope that Cintra can become that unique place, a paradise, a place where we can pursue multi-racial equality - at least. There is no place for discrimination."
"And you, the Scoia'tael Party, have now become the biggest driver of racial conflicts. I have seen many peace-loving inhumans in the North pay for the blood debts you committed. ."
Lan said and pointed to the halfling who was looking at him warily: "Halflings are the most peace-loving race. I guess the reason why he joined the Scoia'tael must be 'the destruction of his homeland', but have you ever Have you ever thought that the humans who destroyed his homeland developed hatred because of the Scoia'tael?"
Facing Lan's highly offensive words, Iorveth chuckled lightly.
"Even if you awaken the ancient blood, you are still only human." The leader of the Scoia'tael sneered, "Do you want to persuade me to give up revenge and resistance? The elves in the past had underestimated the greed of humans, which led to Today we retreat to the Blue Mountains. Do you want to repeat the same trick? Are you looking down on others?"
Lann shook his head: "What I said is what I saw and what I did, without any Conspiracies and tricks. You can verify it."
"You know the ancient blood, then you must also know that Laura Doren has the ability to prophesy. This ability has been passed on to me." Lan pointed to his eyes , "In the future I see, everything you do is harmful and useless. Not only have you set off an indiscriminate massacre of non-human races by humans, dragging countless civilians down; the Scoia'tael itself has also become a political Victims, you fought for Nilfgaard, but in the end you became the abandoned son of the elves and the empire who compromised with the north."
This is the memory that Lann brought over from his previous life. In fact, it is not wrong to say that it is a prophecy.
Looking at Iorveth whose face changed greatly, Lan smiled: "Yes, I know that the empire is behind you, and I even know that the elves of the Blue Mountains support you politically - you are not a self-organized uprising force. And the Revenge Army, I'm afraid your dwarf friends and halfling friends don't know these, right? But I am the blood of the ancients, I know everything." The Scoia'tael camp is not big, these words are enough for
all the Scoia'tael members to listen arrive. The Scoia'tael who didn't know the truth became slightly commotion when they heard this. They had little knowledge of the ancient blood and little trust in Lann's words; what made them uneasy was the expression on Iorveth's face at this moment, which was a confirmation that Lann was telling the truth.
Iorveth was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lann waited patiently until the elf in front of him raised his head with difficulty and said: "You said... the Scoia'tael will become abandoned? All comrades will be abandoned?" "I have told you many times, and now
I Let me reiterate: I am here to save you." Lann said, "The battle on the top of Haji Fortress was just a greeting. I allowed you to escape unscathed. Otherwise, even if you successfully assassinated Henselt, you would still be dead. There is no way we can come back here alive."
"We have been prepared to sacrifice a long time ago!"
"I know, I know... you are a group of Avengers. I understand, believe me." Lan shook his head, "But I Do you have a better idea?"
The heir of the Ancient Blood said in a persuasive manner: "Killing a Henselt will only create a chaotic Kingdom of Kaedwen. Do you think this is enough? Is revenge enough just to alleviate the desire for revenge?"
"If you follow my plan, I can even let you have the entire Kaedwen."
...
Lann lowered his voice, and the other Scoia'tael could only see the opening and closing of his lips, and then he told Iofil No third person could hear Si's words.
But the Scoia'tael not far away could see the change in Iorveth's face, from hesitation, to heaviness, to uncertainty, and finally to a strange look that they couldn't describe.
"I know you will be hesitant about what I'm saying, and you can't make up your mind. You can go back and report to the people who are actually sitting on the high chairs, but I believe they will let you go according to my plan. "
Lann took a step back, indicating that he had finished speaking: "By the way, say hello to Ms. Valley Daisy for me. I'm looking forward to meeting her." Before
Iorveth could answer, Lann let go [Teleport] 】Induction, ready to leave.
He was very confident that Iorveth would listen to his words.
"Lannister!" Iorveth said suddenly. He no longer called Lan by his racial name. "According to everything you said, you are helping us. Why are you doing this?"
Lan En chuckled: "First of all, what I just told you is true. Regarding the elimination of racial discrimination in Sintra and even racial equality. I don't want your sins to be borne by my people in the end." After finishing speaking
, At this sentence, Lan pointed to his eyes again and said meaningfully: "Secondly, in the future I see, you will play a big role."
In the future I [see], it is also in my In the future that will be [created].
But these words sounded very different to Iorveth's ears. What is the future of Ancient Blood? Save the world. Could it be that the Scoia'tael, or Iorveth himself, would play a big role in the salvation process?
Unfortunately, after saying these words, Lan no longer waited for Iorveth's reaction. The emerald light rippled all over his body and disappeared along with the morning sunlight.
This time Iorveth looked carefully.
"It's not a portal, nor any kind of known magic." He said to himself in a daze, "Is this magical teleportation ability... really the blood of the ancients?" The Scoia'tael were surprised and
still Searching everywhere for traces of Lann.
Iorveth's adjutant slowly walked up to him, lowered his head and asked: "Iorveth, this matter..."
"Francesca must know." Iorveth suddenly came back to his senses, He said decisively, "I want to go back to the Blue Mountains."
The adjutant showed a submissive expression and had no objection to the captain's decision: "Yes, madam must know about this. We need the guidance of 'Valley Daisy'..."
The reappearance of the ancient blood in the world is a major event for the elves; especially this ancient blood has achieved an unprecedented awakening. Thinking of the fragments in the prophecy, Iorveth felt dizzy in his head.
But before that, there are other things that Iorveth needs to deal with.
Lann just said too much information that the outside world doesn't know, and a lot of information that today's Scoia'tael members don't know. Iorveth turned around and saw the hesitation on the faces of his fellow Scoia'tael members.
A halfling hesitantly asked Iorveth: "Iorveth, who was that human just now? What is the ancient blood? Is what he said true? Behind us is actually... the south Is the Human Empire funding this?"
These confused Scoia'tael members include dwarves, halflings, gnomes, and even a few elves who have just returned from living among the people. Some of them did join the Scoia'tael for revenge, but more were driven by the ideals of "freedom" or "racial liberation" in their hearts.
If the Scoia'tael are really just a political force supported by human forces with high-sounding reasons, then who are they?
Iorveth shook his head fiercely: "Everyone, this is very complicated. But please believe me, we are comrades who share life and death, and our ideals cannot be faked..." The captain of the Scoia'tael wanted to continue to explain
. The voice suddenly broke in -
"But if what the knight just said is true, your ideals seem to be not as good as what he said about Cintra, right? At least he can express his thoughts openly - Racial equality, elimination of discrimination, and the process is full of reason and little blood."
Iorveth choked and was about to explain when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
This voice sounded very unfamiliar to him, definitely not the voice of any Scoia'tael member he knew. Moreover, the source of the sound was not in the camp, but came from the jungle behind him.
when? who? Could it be that someone had been eavesdropping on what he and others were talking about, but no one - including the ancient blood - noticed it?
A cold air rose from Iorveth's tailbone, and he quickly picked up the weapon and turned around. When other members of the Scoia'tael faced possible enemies, they suppressed their doubts and spoke in unison, forming a remnant formation to face the enemy.
Then, they saw a human female figure slowly walking out of the forest, with the aura of a beast.
"What method did that knight use just now? Why did he disappear all of a sudden? I still want to talk to him about 'racial equality'."
(End of Chapter)