Chapter 623 474 Father's Back

Like the Asur and Asrai, Dakwus, who always had a stable schedule, chose to stay up all night, and only slept for a while when it was almost dawn. The reason was that Salir came to find him.

According to Dakwus's understanding, Salir was a serious Ainir, unlike Serene, Asanok and Leandra, who were Asur who came to Elsin Arwen from Ulthuan.

When Salir was in Tal Litanel, he played the role of a prophet and made a famous statement that Lauren Loren would die with the disappearance of the last golden and silver forest.

Tal Litanel has three spires that reach the skyline. At that time, Salir lived in the Spirit Spring Tower. Later, with his disappearance, the Spirit Spring Tower was abandoned. Now, the Anil respect him as a great prophet as a demigod, and the correct name is "Dream God". There is a dense fir and larch forest near Tal Litanel, which is revered as a holy place by the worshippers of the dream god Salir.

In fact, the Anil's understanding of Salir as a demigod is correct. Like Serene, he was a mortal first and then a demigod. He is the son of Hoeth and the incarnation of Hoeth.

But there are some discrepancies in other aspects. Hoeth is the god of knowledge, magic and wisdom, and the patron saint of elf wizards and scholars. When an elf faces a difficult dilemma or a confusing problem, he will pray to him, because his wisdom can help the elves see the truth of things.

In human terms, the Anil recognize Salir's wisdom as a prophecy similar to Lilith. The difference between the two is that one is a charlatan and the other is science. The reason why Salir made the statement that Lauren Loren would die with the disappearance of the last golden and silver forest was that he had carefully investigated and argued, rather than seeing the future through some kind of prophecy or illusion. The two are not the same thing at all. The ancient saint device located in Tal Litanel is just below the Spirit Spring Tower.

Later, Sarir left Laurenloren and walked in Elsing Alvin, investigating the devices and hidden relics placed by the ancient saints in various places, while maintaining various nodes. He told Daquus that he found members of the Gilandil family scattered in Elsing Alvin during his walk, and the Gilandil family members who followed him joined the work of maintaining the nodes.

In this long night, Sarir discussed with Daquus about Laurenloren, Athel Loren and other forests in Elsing Alvin, as well as the great guardian of the Great Whirlpool and Lustria.

Finally... after combining the views of the two, Daquus found that his previous understanding of the entire system of this world was correct, that is, there was no problem with his big plan. He was not sleepy when he talked about this, which was why he stayed up all night. He got the recognition of Hoss, which was also the reason why Hoss chose to appear when he encountered a crisis in the Chaos Demon Realm.

"Wrong?" Dacus knocked on the mirror and said. He didn't know whether it was because it was the second day of spring or because the mirror was activated, but he felt that the air around him had become colder.

After a long time, a thin layer of mist appeared around the silver mirror standing next to Ariel and Orion's throne. The mist made Dacus feel a little cold. As the cold blue light became visible, the scene in the silver mirror became clearer.

The picture in the mirror flickered, and Malekith, wearing midnight armor, stood in front of the mirror and looked at Dacus silently.

"Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful person in the world?" Dacus didn't look at Malekith with his eyes wide open like he did last time. He had a lot of things to do next, and he didn't have time to spend time with Malekith.

"It's not you anyway. You should look in the mirror and see what you look like now." Malekith shook his head speechlessly at first, and then sarcastically said.

"You know my schedule. Something happened." Dakwus said while yawning when he saw that the background behind Malekith was not his room but the Tower of Destruction.

"So? You came to me for help? What else is troubling our great Chief Archon Duruchi?"

"It doesn't seem so? The problem of the red dragon has been solved. They agreed to join the big family of elves. I think you will be very happy when you meet Malok!"

"Let me guess? You finally agreed to let them turn into dragons?" Malekith said in a tone that it was just as expected.

"What else? I really can't think of any other way." Dakwus spread his hands and shrugged.

"Very good, I'll tell you a good news too. I have made what you want." Malekith paced around in place and nodded. Then he turned the mirror in a direction and pointed his finger at the already formed assault ship in the distance.

Dacus's expression became serious. He stared at the raider supported by wooden frames in the distance. The raider had been completed and looked like a scaled-down plunder ship. The style was still the style of Druki, spiked, dark, and evil. A reaper crossbow pointing straight ahead was placed at the bow of the ship, and there was an extremely exaggerated spiral spike ram below. A typical elven-style oblique sail was placed in the center of the hull, and the rear operating area of ​​the hull was protruding to provide vision for the driver who operated the steering wheel.

There is no rudder at the stern, but a metal jet device composed of one large nozzle and four small nozzles. As originally designed, the rudder is controlled by a sorceress, used to control the gaffing sails wrapped in the winds of Aegir and adjust the direction of the raiding ship. While the sorceress controls the steering, she also controls the energy of Aegir's wind, just like a jet fighter.

"That's not right, where's the elevator?" Darkus asked after looking for a moment and discovered the problem. He didn't see the elevator. He found himself ascending or taking off without an elevator. What will happen then? Like those gliders in the club, we have to find a specific place to release them? Do we need to find a cliff before the battle?

"At the front end." After hearing what Darkus said, Malekith stared at Darkus with orange eyes. After a moment, he pointed at the assault ship with his finger and said.

"Very good." The magic mirror was some distance away from the raiding ship. Anyway, Darkus didn't see where Malekith's immortal guide was pointing, but he still looked in the direction and nodded in agreement. He nodded.

Judging by the time, Aijerese should still be floating on the sea at this moment. The secret ball is not in place yet, and the next step of testing cannot be carried out. The current assault ships are just empty frames, and only a few existences can make the assault ships fly through their own strength.

"Very good?" Malekith was angered by Darkus's understatement. Raging flames spurted out from the gaps in Midnight's armor. He gestured with his fist at Darkus and roared, "Just good? Just good?" Good?"

"What else? I make a blunt flattery, and then we laugh in an awkward atmosphere? Please, don't do this, it's very embarrassing. Besides, the assault ship should have appeared long ago, not now, and the assault ship now It's just an empty frame," Darkus said calmly after yawning. Anyway, that's what happened in his opinion. He arranged this matter for Malekith when he was in Naggaroth, and then he turned around. What did Rekis do? Either in a daze or fishing, after so many years, this is an elf, and after doing it for a long time, he still wants the entire secret ball to go back.

In Darkus's positioning, assault ships are to be mass-produced, not toys that exist for a few. Sorceresses who have been properly trained in magic schools can control assault ships in a short time. These sorceresses don't need to have high magical attainments. They can just play with the arcane balls placed on the raiding ship. That is to say, playing with balls. This is what he wants.

Raid ships will be subsequently distributed to the army and navy to undertake tasks such as reconnaissance, small-scale transportation, search, transmission of intelligence, and transportation of seriously injured personnel. Just like water reconnaissance, seaplanes, light reconnaissance, and helicopters, they will carry elite soldiers to launch operations when necessary. Raid, such as fighting for key bridges or blocking passages to buy time for follow-up troops, diversifies tactics and makes the battle three-dimensional. As for fighting for the airport? Currently, there is no such thing as an airport in the world, and Druchi does not have any large-scale transport aircraft construction projects. The entire raiding ship is useless.

The main purpose is to be a large, light, and fast assault ship that can fill the vacancy of air power in battles. In Darkus' opinion, a raiding ship that can carry a team of ten people is better than the garbage Harpy. Cover and support the dragon in the battle. When the speed of the assault ship is increased to the maximum, the angle collision is no joke. It is easier to use than spears and lances, and its penetrating power is outstanding. The power of the Reaper Ballista, which provides long-range firepower, cannot be underestimated. Various DIY accessories can be added later, such as smoke grenades to harass enemy troops preparing to ambush and obscure their vision.

The elves' archery skills are amazing, but they also need to learn the basics. They must first see the target before shooting. He is not so unnatural that he can identify his position by listening to the sound, he can shoot with a bow, and he can hit the enemy's weak points beyond the distance.

"Who is he?" Malekith, who was in a state of irritation, asked, pointing to the elf that suddenly appeared in the mirror.

"Thalil, demigod Salil, son of Hoth." Darkus couldn't see himself in the mirror, nor could he see Salil squeezing over, but he was not deaf, and he was friendly to Salil. He nodded and introduced to Malekith.

"Saril? I have never heard of this name." Malekith stared at Saril coldly in the mirror, his orange eyes full of doubts and dissatisfaction, and his voice in response was cold and sharp.

"Malekis, your reputation is far-reaching, but even a king may not know everything in the world. I am the son of Hoth, guarding wisdom and knowledge." Salil smiled slightly, as if he was not affected by Malekith's indifference. Affected by this, his voice is gentle and philosophically profound.

"Wisdom and knowledge? What use are these things in the face of war? My goal is to conquer and rule, not to pursue illusory wisdom." Malekith snorted disdainfully, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"War and wisdom are not opposites, but complement each other. War without wisdom will only bring endless destruction, while wisdom without courage cannot protect everything you cherish." Salil still maintains that calmness and elegance. The sound is like a clear spring flowing.

Malekith sneered and did not respond to Saril's words.

Darkus, who was observing everything quietly from the side, knew that Malekith had been beaten to the point of death by Salil. He did not let Salil comment on the assault ship, nor did he point his finger in circles around his head. , signaling to Saril that Malekith was mentally ill. After he nodded in a friendly manner to Salil, Salil performed an extremely traditional elf etiquette and left.

"Demigod? Where did you find him?" Malekith asked coldly when only Dacus was left in the mirror.

"Looking for him? No, he came to find me. Besides him, there is also Serene, who is also a demigod, the daughter of Maselan." Dakith said calmly with his hand on the silver mirror.

"What should I say? After a few days of absence, I look at you with new eyes? Or give you a stiff flattery? Then we laugh in the awkward atmosphere?"

Darius laughed loudly. He was amused by Malekith's words. Malekith, who was about to say something, shook his head helplessly after hearing his laughter, and then laughed as if he was infected by his laughter. Although Malekith never had a good impression of the Elven God, he thought it was a good thing. At least the Elven God supported his and Dakuth's career, otherwise he would not appear.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Do you remember the army that suddenly appeared in Asrai hundreds of years ago?"

"There's no reason for me not to remember those idiots, a bunch of weak guys!"

Darkius, with his head tilted back, raised his eyebrows and looked at Malekith in the silver mirror. He felt that Malekith's words were strange. He knew that the weakness Malekith was talking about was Ariel's saving Morathi's life and preventing Orion from taking Morathi's heart out. But then again, Malekith was no exception. What right did he have to talk about Ariel?

"There was a championship duel yesterday, between me and Orion, and next to the magic mirror was the throne of Ariel and Orion." Darkius talked about business. He suppressed the idea of ​​teasing Malekith. Time was running out, and there were still some things he needed to arrange.

"You're still standing here, so... Orion?" Malekith felt a little unbelievable when he thought of something, and he asked uncertainly. When Asrai came to Naggaroth, he did not send troops to support Gorond, but it did not mean that he, who ruled Naggaroth, knew nothing. He saw everything that happened clearly in the throne room.

"You are the master who taught me well." Dakwus complimented.

"I believe everything you said, but is it possible? I know your level. Your martial arts are not proportional to your wisdom, my dear Dakwus." Malekith shook his head and denied it. He still did not think that Dakwus could defeat Orion in the championship duel, especially in the forest. He could see the background behind Dakwus through the silver mirror. At this time, there was a dense forest in the distance behind Dakwus.

"But it did happen. You can still see me through the silver mirror now. Do you want to exchange a secret code?" Dakwus nodded and agreed with Malekith's words, but he did not explain too much, such as the forest spirits sent Rah as a representative to cut off the connection between Orion and Athel Loren? Or did Kunos possess Orion at that time, and Kunos kept it from beginning to end, and had a championship duel similar to a performance under the watchful eyes of the elves, completing the transfer of power? At the same time, he also taught him some martial arts in disguise?

"So... you got the power? What about Ariel?" Malekith could clearly feel that Darkus did not want to discuss this topic in depth, so he changed the topic.

"She..." Daxus wanted to say the word "bingjie", but this world... and he couldn't say this word in Elsalin. He frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "After packing up everything, she disintegrated herself and returned her power to Aisha and Aesel Loren."

"Weak! You got the right to rule Asrai!?"

"Almost? You have to know that Aesel Loren was originally the garden of the ancient saints. The forest spirits that were allies with Asrai chose to support me after I arrived. Yesterday, a battle broke out in this open space between me, the forest spirits and Asrai who chose to stand on Orion. Today I plan to hold a meeting to discuss the future. By the way, Asur's delegation is also here. Now, here, Duruchi, Elni, Asur and Asrai are all here."

"What do you want to do?" Although Daxus' words concealed a lot of content, Malekith still captured a lot of information, King! Dacus is now the king of Asrai. He hesitated for a moment, suppressed his impulsive desire, and finally chose to respect Dacus.

"King of Nagarus, I know what you are thinking, but the number of Asrai is too small, so small that even a large army cannot be assembled. And here, it is very important to me, this garden needs to be protected. I am going to sit down and talk with them. Duruchi, Elni, Asur and Asrai sit together, talk about the past, the present, and the future?" Dacus said with a sly smile at the end.

Malekis saw through the silver mirror that a piece of tree roots slowly rose in the open space not far behind Dacus. These tree roots continued to merge, and slowly the tree roots turned into an irregular pentagonal table. He saw this and his heart skipped a beat. Combined with Dacus's signature smile before doing something, he suddenly realized something.

"Okay! I want to see what tricks you are playing." Finally, Malekis said unwillingly.

"The mirror has been slightly optimized and become more stable." Daxus nodded to Malekith, and then he nodded to Salir who was standing outside the range of the silver mirror.

Then, under the operation of Sarir, the silver mirror changed, and a layer of cold mist surrounded the surface of the silver mirror. Dacus, who was looking at the mirror, could not see Malekith in the mirror, but he knew that Malekith could still see this side through the mirror. Just as he said, the silver mirror was very stable. After all, it was under the Oak of Ages and it had been optimized by Sarir.

Suddenly, his body trembled when he thought of something, and he tried to suppress the corners of his mouth to avoid laughing.

He thought of some fun. The elves talked about or cursed the bad things that happened thousands of years ago without knowing that Malekith was there, under the gaze of Malekith. He thought that there was a high probability that this kind of thing would happen next, just arguing... Unfortunately, he could not see Malekith's reaction, his irritable look, or his roaring explanation to the mirror? Isn't this another kind of psychological counseling?

After doing everything, Dacus sat on the steps under the throne, with his back to the silver mirror. He leaned his elbows on his thighs and supported his chin to watch the casters who were still busy setting up the venue. He saw that there were signs of activity in the camps in the distance. He thought that everyone didn't sleep well last night. Thinking of this, he yawned and squinted his eyes.

"Lord of the Blades, Edrezer, we salute you."

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

"You are the god who brings us faith!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

It took an unknown amount of time, maybe a minute, or maybe dozens of minutes.

Darkius was awakened by a song. He smiled helplessly. He felt that Tolandil's composition didn't seem to be very good. In the distance, a team of Duruchis from the camp belonging to Duruchis and Ainir came out in an orderly manner. They ran in a line and did morning exercises before dinner. Then Talos came out with his relatives and friends, and then the silent sons of Asuryan also came out under the leadership of Gavino and Elanor.

Demonstration? Not happening. If there was a demonstration, it wouldn't be like this now.

It is a basic procedure to line up and run before breakfast. No matter it is windy or rainy, it will be carried out unless there are special circumstances. The great poet Tolandir also composed a song praising Edreze for this purpose. Under normal circumstances, training will be carried out after breakfast. As for how long the training lasts, it is completely determined according to the needs of the day. If you are in a hurry, it will be an hour, and if you are not in a hurry, it will be a whole morning.

Dacus still sat there, rubbing his forehead. He had no intention of joining in, at least today. Although his ribs have been connected, he still has stamina.

"Are they all Edreze's believers?" Salir, who had arranged everything, imitated Dacus, sat beside Dacus and looked at the Duruchi who had already started running in the distance and asked.

"Yes, some of them believed in Edreze before, and some converted later, you know." Although Dacus had known Salir for a short time, less than 24 hours in terms of hours, he liked to deal with Salir because he liked to deal with wise men.

"I can feel that you seem to..."

"Yes, this is not good." Daxus knew what the second half of the sentence that Salir did not say meant, and he nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this is not good." Salir nodded in agreement.

The song praising Edrezer was like a signal, kicking off this extremely special day that deserves to be written down in the history of the elves.

In the Asrai camp, "Hook Blade" Seonlan and Tyrandor Duskstar had gathered the Eternal Guards who did not participate in the battle yesterday and were in the neutral zone. After these Eternal Guards from various lords, neighboring gangs and relatives were organized, they set out under the leadership of the two of them.

The timing of the Eternal Guards' departure was too clever, so clever that Talos had to order them to wait in place. Under his strange gaze, the Eternal Guards joined Duruchi's team. He even thought, maybe he should also believe in Edrezer?

At first, the Eternal Guards just followed the Druki silently, running silently. The Druki's singing gradually sounded during the march, the melody was low and powerful, like an unstoppable torrent.

The Eternal Guards were infected by the singing and began to hum unconsciously. At first, their voices were very light, as if they were trying to blend with this strange melody. Gradually, the singing became louder and louder, more and more powerful, as if at this moment, all the barriers and hostility were eliminated by the music.

The songs praising Edreze came from the mouths of the Druki and Asrai, and the chorus intertwined to form a wonderful harmony, as if they were originally the same team, and there was no distinction between Druki and Asrai. They were all elves and all believers of Edreze.

"Gather our people and join in." Finnubar silently watched what happened in the open space. After a moment, when he saw the war dancers also joined the running sequence, he turned and ordered Prince Geron.

"This?" Prince Geron did not take action, but questioned.

Finnubar looked at Geron and turned away. He did not feel sleepy after a night of sleep, but was particularly excited. He seemed to have a general understanding of Dacus's character from Beloda's words. Perhaps the scene in front of him was exactly what Dacus wanted. He tried it out and prepared for the upcoming meeting.

Then, a magical scene appeared.

The sea guards from Lothern, the family guards of Yrys, later known as the Oathbreakers of Atho Tamaha, and the sailors of Cosquei also lined up to join in the running exercise.

Malekith, who was standing in front of the silver mirror and did not leave, was stunned after seeing this strange scene. Everything that happened in the mirror was incredible and incomprehensible to him. No matter how rich his imagination was, he could not imagine that the armies belonging to Druch, Asul, Aslay and Ainil would drill together. This was simply a fantasy and unimaginable.

After being stunned for a moment, Malekith looked at the back of Darkus who had stood up and was about to leave. He attributed this strange scene to Darkus doing it. Perhaps only Darkus could do this. It's over. He looked at Darkus' leaving back with complicated eyes. He was in a daze. At a certain moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his father in Darkus' back.

Darkus was not wearing a black cloth cap, a black cloth mandarin jacket, or a dark green cloth cotton robe, and he staggered to the railway line. There is no such costume in this world, and there is no railway in Athel Loren, but there are still oranges...

Of course, Darkus had no idea of ​​buying oranges. He and Salil were walking and talking slowly side by side. It was still early for the meeting, and now they were just running and exercising. After the running, they had to eat and train. It was just a meeting, and he didn't want to sit there stupidly now. The protagonist... was always the last to appear.

"You mean, you want to build a university? A human university?"

"Yes, as you just said, war and wisdom are not opposites, but complementary to each other. War without wisdom will only bring endless destruction, while wisdom without courage cannot protect everything that is cherished. The era is in Progressive, humans have developed firearms, although they are of little use now," responded Darkus, who was walking with his hands behind his back and his head lowered.

"What about war?"

"In my opinion, Var's system is a bit outdated. When everything is stable, I will establish a standing army. These standing armies will meet daily needs. I will improve the reserve system. If necessary, the elves living around the world will respond Conscription, the first wave of standing troops may be 800,000? The second wave of conscription will be doubled, the third wave will be doubled again on this basis, and there may be a fourth wave?

Therefore, I think Vaal’s system is outdated, and those Vaal priests who work day and night cannot create the equipment, weapons, and arrows needed by these armies. "

"How many people are needed to support this?" Salil did not move around as before. He froze in place and asked a key question.

"Do you know the Kauchen Plain? The Kauchen Plain is located in the Lustria continent." Darkus did not respond directly to Saril's question.

"The Plains of Kauchen? That's what the lizard people call it? Kauchen, Kauchen, I know there is a vast plain at the southern end of that continent."

"It can carry a population of 10 million." Darkus vowed that the Pampas Eagle has a population of 50 million. These people are concentrated in the Pampas region in the central and eastern regions. The big cities alone account for 10% of the country's population. one third. He always believed that the Kauchen Plain could accommodate a population of 10 million, which was more than enough.

"I understand, not only the fourth wave, but also the fifth and sixth waves."

Darkus smiled, it was good to deal with wise men. He didn't need to talk to Salil about other things. He just gave an example and Salil would understand.

"So there is a need for a university, a university different from the White Tower of Hoth. Your disciple Asanok will go there soon to help Alyssa organize the construction of the Emerald Garden, where agriculture is the focus, and the huge population needs food as Support, agriculture is the top priority, and of course, spellcasters will also be trained there on how to actually use the Winds of Gul and Jilen.”

"Not a bad idea." Salil nodded in agreement.

"When everything is stable, elves from various regions will be selected to study in the Emerald Garden, and then they will return to their hometowns to carry out agricultural construction. In addition to the Emerald Garden, there should be some other universities located around the world. Not Ulthuan.

These landmark and symbolic universities will be used to train educators and talents in various fields, and subdivide the masters of knowledge. Educators can make elves literate, understand basic mathematics, be able to read articles and drawings, and understand laws to meet their daily needs, so that outstanding talents can be selected to study in universities.

In my opinion, agriculture is inseparable from water conservancy construction and mechanical equipment. The place is so big, how can we grow without relying on mechanical equipment, slaves? Water conservancy and mechanical equipment require supporting talents and universities. In the future, there will be not only agricultural equipment, but also steam engines, railways, factories, ships, food, equipment, cloth, etc., which will be continuously produced. Only in this way can the various needs of elven society be satisfied. If necessary, the population of elves will grow. With a large population, we can protect important positions in the world. In this way, the power of gods will be stronger. The two complement each other, and these require talents. "

Darkus, who had inspected a circle in Altdorf, was no longer as conservative as he was in Naggaroth. His doing so would not only enhance the strength of the elves, lizardmen, elven gods and even the entire world, but also enhance the strength of the Chaos Gods. . But if he thinks that eating can make him choke to death and drinking water can make him choke to death, why don't he just stop eating and drink? As long as the system exists, there will be capital to fight against the gods of chaos.

"I understand, Darkus, I support you."

After hearing what Sarir said, Dacus was not happy, but stood there in a daze. It seemed that he didn't need war anymore? Just like in the game, cultural victory? Economic victory? Surrender wherever he went? Soon he laughed and shook his head. He felt that there was a chance of it happening, but there would be endless troubles. He couldn't handle it. Maybe there would be another explosion one day, which would be more severe than the Great Schism and the Earth-shattering. In his opinion, the war between the elves and the secular world was essentially a struggle for discourse power and the reshaping of the spiritual outlook of the elves.

Just like the second German, Brandenburg-Prussia was the main body, and the Rhine Alliance was the auxiliary. The Rhine Alliance after the third German was still a German, but it was fundamentally different from the previous ones. What was the Rhine Alliance? It was just a...

Expand other countries... Forget it...

Then Dacus, who was walking, waved to Dursu in the distance, and then pointed to a towering tree in front, signaling Dursu to join. (End of this chapter)