Chapter 316 The Third Movement: The Cold Love of Time

After the first duel, there was a brief silence in the venue. First, many spectators in the venue were affected by the secret techniques of Fairy Township and passed out dizziness and coma. After cleaning up, the third is that the time has passed noon, and many people are also hungry or tired.

So this event ushered in a short break.

"Huh, I won the first game, but after that, it's not that easy."

In the circular discussion tree hall where the conservatives are located, a dozen or so major figures gathered around to discuss the arrangements afterward.

"We can only find a total of 3 candidates who can sing the secret art of the fairy town, and this competition has a total of seven songs."

"Although they have obtained some information from the Open Sect, they are extremely secretive about the fifth test. If there are more than four singers, then 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't find a suitable singer." Another elf sage tapped on the table, and his fingers moved unconsciously.

"In other words, must find foreign aid?" Others also thought of this at the moment.

"Well, but it's hard."

"First of all, let's talk about the situation. Most of the people in the forest are on our side or Vestena's side. It stands to reason that most elves tend to be conservative, but Vestena's teacher is Hora Thorne. The influence of the great sage is too great."

"This esteemed elder has devoted his life to the fusion of humans and elves, and has a high reputation not only in the forest, but also in the upper echelons of the empire, the Society of Sages, and even among the nobles of the Eastern Realm."

"Even though he has been dead for many years, the influence and aftertaste left behind still support Vestena, allowing her to quickly integrate many forces."

"So we also know what happened later. Even if the number of corollas supported is not dominant, she can still compete with us."

"We can only find three of them here, and it is estimated that she can only find three of the elves on her side, but no more than four. 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. the situation encountered.”

"That witch, Your Excellency, has the ability to sing the secret art of the fairy town."

"Since she can, there may be more human singers hidden in the empire, which has to be said to be a huge danger."

"You mean that there is a very high chance that we will lose this match?"

"From the analysis of the intelligence, it is like this." The elf scholar nodded.

"Oh, well, I've gotten used to your style of speaking, and I always hide half of it. Since it's the case from intelligence analysis, it means that there are factors that are not from intelligence analysis."

"Orasso's temperament is like this. I have known him for more than 100 years. He always likes to tease people's appetite and curiosity."

"Then how to solve it now, Sage Orasso~" An elf lady deliberately lengthened her tone, teasing the scholar.

"Ahem, I do have an idea, but this method is not so, uh, fair, or easy to criticize."

"Let's talk about it first."

"Everyone knows the history of the goblin family."

"Well, the world tree was born earlier and purer than my elves, but because it likes freedom too much, it cannot form a stable social structure."

"This is one aspect, but it is undeniable that the goblin family is a very special race. Although there are goblins in the forest at present, it is very different from the past, not only that the legendary goblin queen is still not born. , not even the great goblin lord with mystical magic."

"This is because the World Tree doesn't exist, right? The environment required for incubating fairies is extremely harsh. The fairies born in the Three Holy Trees are inherently insufficient, and they are basically the limit when they reach Sequence 5. The most powerful goblins are only Sequence 6. , and it is difficult to go further, even before the heaven and earth changes, the accumulation of thousands of years has not broken through this level."

"Without the World Tree, the goblin family is doomed to decline."

"What if we can temporarily let goblins possess the body? This will make it easier to arouse emotional resonance, and it is possible to sing the secret art of the hometown of goblins." The scholar's tone changed.

"Goblins are life forms that are close to energy. It seems that they can be attached to other creatures, but they are actually a kind of harm to each other." An old elf told the secrets he knew when he was young.

"The disharmony of the soul will cause spiritual pollution. The popular point is to go crazy, crazy. This is an extremely evil practice."

"Uh, isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds, so that elves can be as pure as fairies, and fairies can also get rid of their innate deficiencies."

"No, don't think about it anymore, let's compare it honestly." The old elf shook his head.

"No, there are still some. It seems that common sense does not work, but there are always exceptions that exceed common sense, and that is..."

"Witch or holy relic?" The sensitive elf thought of this.

"It always feels like this is the road of no return. Don't we just don't want to have anything to do with those witches? I think an elves know how the World Tree was burned."

"But now, we can't help it. If we lose, everything will be mastered and guided by the open faction, and there is already a witch in the opposite camp."

"They can do it, why can't we."

"No, I still don't like it

same. "

"I think so."

"you……"

There was a tense and depressing atmosphere in the council room, and there were two voices among the originally single-minded conservatives. One is to win by unscrupulous means, and everything is possible if you win, and the other is to stick to the principles even if you fail, otherwise What is the meaning of conservative?

The two sides gradually got into a stalemate, but neither side wanted to amplify the conflict, which would only make the opposite party see a joke. This is reasonable. After all, everyone present can sit where they are today, at least they will not be fools.

"Huh... that's all." An elderly elf took the initiative to leave the table and no longer participated in the subsequent discussions.

Seeing this, others also slowly made choices, some left, and some chose to stay.

After the number of people stabilized, the scholar who proposed to introduce special means to win slowly stood up.

"Time is running out, now let me introduce you to the special way to win." His face showed a little frenzy, and one hand was clenched tightly under the table.

At this moment, in the venue outside the house, the second competition also started.

"Daffodil wreath, Fargotillan."

"Cui bell flower crown, Xiluluai."

"The Fairy's Ideal Land, The Second Movement, The Wandering Snow Cry Night."

A little snow fell in the sky, even though it was a hot summer, the two figures danced, spun, and sang in the forest again, and the ice flowers that kept breathing were dancing wildly in the air.

The ice edge is like a sharp edge, and the shuttle is like rain. The two geniuses in the forest keep colliding and fighting fiercely. The figures and aftermath of the battle turn a large number of trees and grass into ice and snow powder.

In this way, time passes slowly.

Until the last one turned into a beautiful lifelike ice wither, reflecting bursts of brilliance in the sun.

"Open faction, Fagottilan wins!"

At this point, the open faction and the conservative faction once again formed a balance of power, and the stalemate was in a stalemate. As the twilight gradually approached, the evening color of the dusk dyed the earth, and today's final competition began.

"The Goblin's Utopia · The Third Movement · The Cold Love of Time."

When the ceremony official finished the announcement, two special figures slowly walked onto the stage. They were so similar, so exactly the same, so touching. When the two faced each other, it was like looking at themselves in the mirror and smiling.

"Good afternoon, my gentle sister, Atheia."

"Good afternoon, my naughty sister, Athey."

The two twin princesses stood on one side of the high platform. They had the same beautiful appearance, the same gorgeous dress, and even the same sword and eyes.

It's just that the twin sisters, who grew up together, are now on different paths.

"Then let's begin."

Wearing transparent cicada wings, the two figures flew up in the twilight of the forest. Their songs were as cold as ice, but they were as passionate as fire.

The song of time was so gentle, bringing everything closer together.

The passing of time is so cold, it separates everything.

All this is finally in the past.