"Do you know what that is?"
Faced with Ah Xion’s sowhat eager inquiry, Mohe shook his head: "I don’t know. You might have so misunderstanding about , Sword Saint Miss. I’m not an omniscient or omnipotent being. If I were, I wouldn’t have lost back then. I only rely on my own wisdom and experience to conduct so analysis and learn certain results. As for the specific details, I’m not clear. So—I hope you can keep it confidential from Mr. Doro and Miss Elf."
"Although Mr. Doro might have so predictions himself, everyone pretending not to know is what allows certain tactics to erge."
Ah Xion now understood why Mohe didn’t want to tell her, because she didn’t think she could keep such a secret.
"So, in the ti that follows, you need to be cold enough, Sword Saint Miss, just like your na, fight more, speak less, do you understand?"
What could Ah Xion say? She could only agree.
It was sothing unavoidable.
Why did she insist on listening?
But, will Adriana—the Demon King want to kill her?
...
"Elf, what are you planning to do next? If you just want to repel the Human Central Empire’s troops, I might not be able to support you, but I can help you hold off their army, then you can take your people away."
Doro stated his bottom line: "I can let this war calm down."
Elf gently shook her head: "I do not intend to use your strength to counter the army. eting you already makes very happy, and hearing those words from you reassures greatly. However, Doro, over ti, I have realized sothing."
"What?"
"The fate and future of a race must be controlled by themselves!"
She suddenly spoke such words: "Not until now did I finally realize this—peace gained through your power has no value, power obtained from others will swiftly be lost, the future of the Snow Elves must be forged with their own blood, even if it ans staining the snow red."
Her determination was much stronger than Doro imagined. In such an event, Doro originally thought she had reached so kind of deal with Adriana, willing to be a spearhead for Adriana, yet unexpectedly, she herself harbored such a strong desire for war.
"In the past, I pinned my hopes on you, and that was originally a sign of weakness. I don’t want to be so weak anymore!" Elf’s gaze was firm, "This ti, even if I fight until my head is broken and bleeding, I will let the Human Central Empire experience the taste of defeat!"
This isn’t very realistic—from a purely hard power perspective, it’s not very feasible.
But Elf seed very confident.
Doro thus understood her will: "Then what do I need to do?"
"Please watch over , even if I die here, please watch over well. To fight under your gaze is my honor, Doro." Elf looked at Doro, "I’ve always wondered what happiness looks like — to fight for one’s race is likely happiness, bearing glory, revealing one’s end in the eyes of the admired, this might be a romantic thing, just like the mont when a snowflake lts in the palm, I always feel that such a scene is beautiful."
She seed to harbor a unique sense of romance, leaving Doro montarily speechless: "So, Doro, don’t intervene. Tomorrow they will surely attack again, I will fight to the last mont, Ah Xion needn’t intervene either... unless she genuinely wishes to do so. And not for you."
When Elf conceived this thought is unknown to Doro, but perhaps, she had been planning similar actions for a long ti — calling it a plan is not quite correct, she probably just wished to battle.
A hot-headed fool.
How could the Snow Elf clan allow this person to beco their leader? Knowing well that it ant leading the entire race to their demise, yet the Snow Elves still continued to support her?
This is sowhat inconceivable.
But Doro knew, today’s Snow Elves should be sowhat different from the past.
"Moreover, I’ve already sent so people your way... even if I lose, die, the Snow Elves will still exist, by then they will serve you in the identity of ’slaves,’ this is a small selfish wish of mine, I hope you can provide them so shelter, there’s no place safer than beside the Demon King and the Hero."
"Now that we are by your side, you should be the safest too."
Elf was taken aback, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "You’re right, Doro, I am now the safest. So can I be a little wilful?"
"Wilful? Of course. What do you want to do?"
"Then I want to go on a date with you!"
Elf made this request.
"Elf, you might not know yet, I..."
Elf imdiately said: "I know, I know you’ve already married Lisidorwei, that Vampire, right?"
"Mohe even told you this?"
"She indeed told many things~" Elf’s expression beca sowhat peculiar, placing her hand on her chest, leaning slightly forward, highlighting her already well-developed figure, "Like how you really like it here... she also told that~ If you wanted, you could have told from the beginning, why keep thinking about it later?"
Elf reached out and held Doro’s hand, placing it on her chest.
"Elf! You!"
"How does it feel? The much-discussed voluptuous-bodied Snow Elf, how does it actually feel?"
Doro hastily withdrew his hand: "Elf, this isn’t right!"
"Compared to Lisidorwei, how is it? I hear Vampires typically have no body heat, so she should be quite cold, but we Snow Elves are really warm, even in the Northern Lands, our body temperature is quite high... did you feel it just now?"
I feel...
Doro looked at Elf’s slightly blushing face, it was apparent that although the woman in front of him was saying such things, she was already quite bashful herself.
This was sowhat different from Mohe.
Doro recalls when encountering Mohe in the springs without a single piece of clothing on, she sat there so openly, inviting him to criticize her, evaluating her body.
Of course, Mohe was naturally lacking and there wasn’t much to critique.
But clearly, Elf wasn’t that type of person. Saying such words was quite embarrassing for her, yet she still wanted to seize so initiative—she indeed had changed quite a bit.
Elves, acknowledged for their longevity, theoretically shouldn’t change much, but in reality, Elf has changed a lot.
Of course, I myself have changed a lot.
"As a lady has extended such an invitation, if I refuse, it would be lacking in gentlemanly grace." He remarked, "But it’s just a date, this request I can fully satisfy, but Elf, where should we go for the date?"
Elf looked around: "Right now, the entire kingdom is under military control, nothing fun is available, how about — outside for a date?"
"Outside?"
"Yes, outside."
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