She Is Not a Witch

After the end of the first duel, the venue ushered in a short period of silence. Firstly, many spectators in the venue were affected by the secret technique of Fairy Township and fell into a coma. After cleaning up, the third is that it is already past noon, and many people are hungry or tired.

So this event ushered in a short break.

"Huh, I won the first match, but after that, it won't be so easy."

In the circular conference tree hall where the conservatives are located, a dozen or so main figures gathered together to discuss the future arrangements.

"We can only find three candidates who can sing the secret art of Fairy Township, and there are seven songs in this competition."

"Although some information has been obtained from the Open Faction, they keep the fifth test extremely secret. If there are more than four singers, it will be very 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 the table, his fingers moved unconsciously.

"In other words, it is necessary to find foreign aid?" Others also thought about this at the moment.

"Well, but it's hard."

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

"This respected elder has dedicated his life to the fusion of humans and elves. He has a high reputation not only in the forest, but also in the upper echelon of the empire, the Sages' Guild, and even the nobles of the Eastern Realm."

"Even though he passed away for many years, the influence and Yu Ze left behind still support Vestena, allowing her to quickly integrate many forces."

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

"On our side, we can only find three, and among the elves on her side, there are probably only three, at most 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. When, what happened.”

"That Witch Your Excellency has the ability to chant the secret art of Fairy Township."

"Since she can do it, there may be more human singers hiding in the empire. This has to be said to be a huge danger."

"You mean to say that we are very likely to fail in this duel?"

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

"Oh, well, I'm used to your speaking style, and you always hide half of it. Since it's so from the perspective of intelligence analysis, it means that there are factors that don't look at it from the perspective of intelligence analysis."

"Olaso's temperament is like this. I have known him for more than a hundred years. He always likes to whet other people's appetite and curiosity."

"Then how do we solve it now, Lord Aurathor Sage~" an elf lady deliberately elongated her tone, teasing the scholar.

"Ahem, I do have an idea, but this method is not so, uh, aboveboard, or easily criticized."

"Let's talk about it first."

"Everyone knows the history of the goblin clan, right?"

"Well, the elves on the World Tree were born earlier and purer than my elves, but because they love freedom too much, they 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, compared with the past era, it is very different. It is not just that the legendary goblin queen has not yet been born. , not even a great goblin lord with magical mysteries."

"This is because the World Tree doesn't exist anymore. The environment required to incubate elves is extremely harsh. The elves born in the Three Sacred Trees are inherently deficient. Upgrading to Sequence 5 is basically the limit. Currently, the most powerful big elves are only at Sequence 6." , and it is difficult to go up, even before the world changed, thousands of years of accumulation have not broken through this level."

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

"What if we can possess a fairy for a short time? It will be easier to arouse emotional resonance, and it is possible to sing the secret art of the fairy land." The scholar's tone changed.

"Fairy is a life form close to energy. It seems that it can be attached to other creatures, but it is actually a kind of harm to each other." An old elf told a secret he knew when he was young.

"The disharmony of the soul will cause spiritual pollution. In layman's terms, it means going crazy and crazy. This is an extremely evil practice."

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

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

"No, there are still some, common sense does not seem to work, but there are always exceptions beyond common sense, that is..."

"A witch or a holy object?" The sensitive elf thought of this.

"I always feel that this is the point of no return. Don't we just want to have nothing to do with those witches? I think every elf knows how the World Tree was burned down."

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

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

"No, I still disagree."

"I think so."

"you…"

There was a tense and depressive atmosphere in the chamber, and there were two voices within the originally single-minded conservatives. One was to win by any means, and everything would be won if you won. The other was to stick to principles even if you failed, otherwise What's the point of being conservative?

The two sides gradually reached a stalemate, but neither side wanted to magnify the conflict. That would only make the opponent open to see a joke.

"Phew... that's all." An old elf voluntarily left the meeting and no longer participated in the subsequent discussion.

Seeing this, other people also slowly made choices, some left, while others chose to stay.

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

"Time is running out, now let me introduce to you, how to win the special way." There was a little fanaticism on his face, and one hand was tightly clenched under the table.

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

"Crown of Narcissus, Fagotillin."

"Green Bell Corolla, Xiluluai."

"Fairy's Utopia·Second Movement·Wandering Night of Weeping Snow."

It was snowing lightly in the sky, even though it was the scorching midsummer, the two figures danced, spun, and sang in the forest again, while the whistling ice flowers danced wildly in the air.

The ice edge is like a sharp edge, and the shuttle is like rain. The two geniuses in the forest are constantly colliding and fighting fiercely. The figures of the two sides fighting and the aftermath turn a large number of trees and grassland into ice withered and snow powder.

In this way, time passed slowly.

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

"Open faction, Fago Tiran wins!"

At this point, the open faction and the conservative faction have once again formed a balance of power and are at a stalemate. As dusk approaches and the evening light dyes the earth, today's final competition begins.

"Fairy's Utopia · The Third Movement · The Cruel Love of Time."

When the priest made the announcement, two special figures slowly walked onto the stage. They were so similar, so identical, and so touching. When the two faced each other, it was as if they were looking at themselves in the mirror and smiling.

"Good afternoon~www.readwn.com~My gentle sister, Atheia."

"Good afternoon, my naughty sister, Ethesi."

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

It's just that the pair of 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 singing voices were as cold as ice, but as passionate as fire, resounding in the forest.

The ballad of time was once so gentle, making everything close.

The passage of time is so cruel, separating everything indifferently.

All this will eventually become a thing of the past.

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