“Yes.”
“Then you say you are wiser than the world now?”
Repenhardt looked at Clonto with cold eyes. Clone To too had forgotten his fear of death and was facing him.
“I can’t possibly be the wisest person in the world. But I know one thing.”
Reppenhardt opened his mouth.
“I don’t want to live as a slave.”
It was natural. No one in the world would want to live as a slave.
“If I am like that, others will be like that too.”
The very obvious principle that you cannot force something on others that you do not want.
“What is wrong with this obvious thought?”
Clonto was looking at Repenhardt in bewilderment. There was only one thing he was thinking about right now.
‘This guy, even if he goes crazy, he’s crazy logically.’
After living for such a long time, I started to feel like I was being treated like a really dirty person. It’s been a life full of ups and downs, but I’ve been working hard, and then I get caught by this ‘properly crazy guy’!
Yes, you are correct. This is also a natural statement. But does life always go according to theory? The law of the world is that if there is someone who gains, there is someone who loses. Isn’t it the providence of the world that if there are those who are dominated, there are those who dominate? Above all… … .
“Even if you believe that, isn’t that a reason to commit this massacre?”
Clonto wrote evil. After hearing the story, he felt that it was too unfair for him to die like this.
“Let’s say we sin according to your theory! However, hunting other races is not considered illegal anywhere on the continent! “Do you mean that just because you committed an act that you didn’t learn or recognize as a sin in the first place is a reason to die?”
Can an act committed without knowledge be considered a crime? Clonto caught Leffenhardt’s attention by pointing out the fundamental part of the principle of capital punishment.
Of course, in reality, just because you did something without knowing does not mean you are not guilty under the law. However, the opponent was putting theory ahead of reality. If so, this goes the same way. Refuting the opponent’s logic is a kind of pastime among magicians, and if you attack a theoretical issue, you may make the opponent speechless.
‘He’s logically crazy, so if he does well, he might be able to survive… … .’
Suddenly, Leffenhardt looked understanding.
“I guess so… … Surely you were only guided by your own morals.”
‘Hmm?’
Clonto looked at Reppenhardt with expectant eyes. Did it work? But Clonto’s complexion soon turned pitch black.
“If it had been before you attacked the village, before the elves were killed, I wouldn’t have done such a cruel thing.”
With cold eyes, Reppenhardt began examining the devastation beneath his feet.
“But if we just let you go now, who will avenge the vengeance of the dead elves?”
Clonto’s complexion began to turn pale. His grip on my neck was becoming stronger.
“Can we just say that the brutal murder of elves, who think, feel, and act like humans, is not a crime because it was done without knowledge? Just because the whole world thinks that way?”
“Woof! “Keuuuuuu!”
My breathing is becoming increasingly difficult. Clonto opened his eyes and struggled. But he can’t move, as if he’s stuck between rocks.
“Even if they didn’t know it was a sin, even if they did it without knowing, even if it was an act that had no qualms on their conscience… … .”
Leffenhardt declared firmly.
“Sin does not become not a sin.”
Clonto lashed out with his last strength.
“So you’re going to judge others based solely on your beliefs? “What extreme arrogance!”
“Yes, that is indeed arrogance.”
Reppenhardt’s forearm muscles twitched.
“However, even though we know that following the common sense of a twisted society is wrong, we must show humility by saying that we must follow it because everyone recognizes it… … .”
Ttuduk!
Clonto’s neck was twisted at a strange angle. The old wizard’s eyes, which had been full of life just a moment ago, quickly lost their shine. Reppenhardt let go of his hand. Clonto’s body fell onto the red-stained sand.
“… … I would rather be arrogant.”
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The elf maiden, Shailen, was looking at Repenhardt with blank eyes. Thanks to her natural hearing, she could hear every conversation clearly.
When Siris first appeared and when they began dealing with the slave hunters, Shaylene was not happy at all.
Due to his unique elf senses, he felt that the elf girl was from the same Danheim clan as himself. But the girl’s clothes were clearly human. He was an elf who had clearly fallen into human slavery. A clan that lost their honor and pride and became slaves to humans, a being that was completely unworthy of recognition.
As expected, a human who appeared to be the owner immediately appeared and began killing the slave hunters. Shailen also knew well how highly valued elf women were traded in human society. She quickly understood the situation. It was clear to her that another greedy human had appeared and attacked them.
So Shaylene paid no attention even as all the slave hunters were dying. She simply found that other humans targeting them had appeared instead of the humans who attacked the village anyway. The fate of being sold into slavery does not change.
However, it was strange to hear the conversation. According to what that big human said… … .
‘like… … ‘You think you saved us?’
When the battle was over, Siris began running towards the camel at a fast pace. About a dozen camels that lost their owners are standing on the sand. Behind them, the elves were seen standing helplessly with their wrists tied. After quickly cutting the rope with her dagger, Siris asked in a friendly voice. It was quite clear elven language.
“are you okay?”
“… … .”
Shaylene didn’t respond. Although he had listened to Reppenhardt’s words, the Danheim clan had suffered too much from humans to immediately dismiss them as being on the same side. She closed her eyes and started wondering how she would escape from them this time.
At that time, Siris spoke in an uncertain voice.
“if… … .”
Looking at Shaylene’s face, she frowned and quietly asked.
“… … “Sister Shaylene?”
For a moment, Shaylene opened her eyes in surprise. And she stared intently at the elves in front of her, a clan that had become slaves to humans. Memories from decades ago replayed in her mind, and she realized that the elf girl’s face looked familiar.
“… … Serendi?”
Chapter 13 Sprouts of Elvenwood
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The bar of memories is pulled. The vision of brightly smiling young girls fills my mind like a panorama.
-Look at this, Serendi!
-Let’s go together, Serendi! Today I’m going to catch a desert scorpion!
The voice that called her.
-Serendy!
Her name, the name she received from everyone and was called by everyone.
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Serendi el Arelpiana.
“I remember… … .”
As the name came to mind, other things gradually began to appear on the surface of my memories. It was definitely true. This elf maiden in front of her was her sister, Shaylene, whom she followed the most during her childhood.
Siris’ eyes turned red.
To elves, all children are brothers and sisters, and all adults are fathers and mothers. And Shaylene was the one I was particularly close to among the many siblings. The sister I loved the most, who led me with a friendly smile and embraced me with her love… … .
“live… … There was… … .”
Trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to flow, Siris held Shaylene’s hands together.
The last time we parted ways was in the midst of that tragedy and chaos 50 years ago. Of course, I just thought that he would have been captured by humans and sold somewhere like himself. But I never thought he would live so proudly.
A warmth that cannot be described with just the word ‘welcome’ surges from a corner of my heart.
But Shaylene’s reaction was nothing short of cold.
“… … Yes, you are alive too.”
It was a cold voice. Siris looked at her in confusion. It was not the friendly face I remembered. His face was full of contempt, as if he were looking at a dirty bug.
“… … “Sister Shaylene?”
The two elf children who were standing behind Shailene, clutching the hem of her dress as if to hide, looked at Siris and Shailene alternately and asked.
“Oh, do you know each other?”
“Don’t mess around, Laide.”
It was a cold voice. Rai De is startled and hides her body again. She glared at Siris with her sunken eyes and she slowly opened her mouth.
“You became a dirty human’s plaything and are still alive without pride or honor, Serendi.”
For a moment, Siris’ complexion turned pale.
“I-I…” … .”
For a moment, I couldn’t think of anything to retort. Although she thought that she had never surrendered herself to humans, she had lived under humans, eating food from humans, and following their teachings for over 50 years. After that, she was sold around and faced many embarrassing situations. Fortunately, she did not defile her chastity, but there were also shameful instances of exposing her naked body in front of dirty people.
Was he really not the plaything of a dirty human being?
Can you be confident that you maintained your pride and honor even in that life?
Siris’ complexion darkened. She slowly loosened her grip on Shaylene. The criticism of her older sister, whom she loved so much, cut into her heart like a knife.
Siris lowered her head. Shaylene, seeing that expression, tried to avoid her gaze. Her chest hurt slightly.
Honestly, I couldn’t deny that I was shaken by the big human’s words. They might actually have saved themselves. It may just be something done in good faith, without any greed or expecting anything in return.
But even so, the opponent was a human. And he was a human slave.
‘… … You can’t trust humans… … .’
There was silence. The two young elves kept taking turns looking at Shaylen and Siris. At that time, a low, yet angry voice broke the silence.
“She is my colleague. “She is absolutely not a slave or anything like that.”
For a moment, Shaylene turned her head in confusion. Before she knew it, her Reppenhardt had come to her side and was looking down at her with a stern expression on his face. She is a young human who appears to be just a random person and ignorant. A truly accurate elven language flowed from his mouth.
“How can humans speak our language?”
Come to think of it, she and Siris were talking in Elvish the whole time. If she didn’t know Elvish in the first place, she wouldn’t have been able to join in on the conversation.
Shaylene gave an expression of disbelief. But it seemed that Leffenhardt had no time to answer her questions. He blocked Siris’s path like a hen covering her chicks and continued speaking harshly.
“Continuing to treat her as a slave is unacceptable, even if you are her family.”
It was still a calm voice, but it never hid any emotions. Shaylene opened her eyes and looked up at Reppenhardt. Her eyes wavered slightly.
‘no way… … Sincerity?’
Just as dwarves, children of the earth, could hear the sound of truth, elves, descendants of spirits, could smell the scent of emotion. However, unlike dwarves, the elves’ ability to respond to other people’s emotions was an ability that could be awakened through education and training. In other words, it is impossible for elves who live as human slaves. However, Shaylene, who had been trained since childhood, was able to communicate with other people’s emotions to some extent.
As Reppenhardt approached me, I could smell a faint scent of emotion. A feeling of extreme affection mixed with sincere anger, to the point of tickling, lingers at the tip of my nose.
I feel more and more strongly that this person is somehow different from other people.
‘… … but… … .’
Even so, Shaylene couldn’t open her heart. Even though he was able to communicate his feelings, he was not sure whether his sensations were true or not.
Unlike the dwarves who were still held in the arms of the earth even after becoming slaves, the elves lost the World Tree, Elvenheim. This ability to perceive emotions is also a basic step in learning elemental arts. Now that the World Tree has disappeared, the elves have lost most of their elemental skills, and their ability to communicate has also decreased significantly.
Shaylene was looking at the two in confusion. Reppenhardt sighed and looked back at Siris.
“Siris.”
