Chapter 05: Valley of the Dragon (5)
The "temporary residence" has only one room, not even a decent living room or meeting room. Therefore, the place to receive Elder Gorgestaf can only be chosen in the courtyard.
Achill Norman hurriedly sent people and opened up an additional field. In fact, it is just a small table covered with a white tablecloth and four chairs. Two of them are still empty, just decorations.
At sunset, the distance between the dragon clansmen who were busy preparing dinner and the significant negotiation on the other side was less than ten meters.
From an outsider's point of view, the Golden Dragon is indeed a wonderful race. In some respects, they are outrageously dignified, and in others, they are unusually casual.
If anything, it's that they don't often exist in human form. When it comes to doing something in human form, they're not used to it.
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After a brief greeting, Gray and Elder Gorgestaf went to the pre-arranged place in the courtyard. Evrisia also placed a bouquet of flowers on the table in particular.
The people around them, including the dragon on the cliff, were watching them, consciously or unconsciously.
Nodding kindly, Elder Gagastaph whispered to Gray, "I very much agree with what you said today, the Golden Dragon Clan has been silent for too long. Doing nothing for a long time is a waste of life, and it is also a drain on our will. Let's forget who we are. Being independent of the world as a whole is not only irresponsible to the world, but also irresponsible to oneself. The Golden Dragon Clan should have their own glory. β
Gray bowed slightly and nodded slightly in gratitude.
The dragons on the cliffs were watching and listening quietly. The Knights and Dwarves of the Silver Moon all around were also listening quietly. Even the dragon clansmen who were setting up the dishes deliberately slowed down so as not to disturb them with the noise.
It's quiet.
After a pause, Elder Ggarstaaf continued, "But, with all due respect, most of my people disagree. If you want dragons to be on your side, you'll have to do a lot more to convince them. β
"Can I ask the elders what I should do?" Gray asked.
Turning his face sideways, Elder Ggarstaph glanced at the people who were quietly watching from his cliff and stretched out his left hand. On the palm of his left hand, a magic rune quickly condensed, flashing with golden fluorescence, levitating and spinning. Then looked at Gray with a smile.
All of a sudden, the eyes of the dragons on the cliff lit up.
"What is this?" asked Gray softly.
"This is the key to the dragon's spiritual world. Each rune represents a spiritual space. Inside, you can communicate with my people and answer their questions. If you have any questions, you can also come in and communicate with you. Of course, how many of my people can be in it depends on the charm of the dream you are advocating. Dragons are different from lichs, and even more different from humans. The Great Elder is the supreme leader of the Golden Dragon Clan, but he must also follow the will of the Clan. The more people who support you, the better the chances that the Golden Dragons will eventually be with you. β
"Thank you. β
"Want to try it?"
"Now?" Gray froze.
"Of course. Elder Gagastaph replied with a smile.
Nodding, Gray reached out and took the rune, then tried to infuse his spiritual power into it.
All of a sudden, countless voices appeared in his head.
"Hi, Your Highness the Lich King, it's a pleasure to meet you in this way!"
"Seriously, I've been looking forward to talking to you!"
"I've watched The Lich Paladin, and I've got the whole of it! Honestly, I love stories like this! It would be better if the main character was a golden dragon!"
"I sincerely hope that our people will be present in your future stories. β
"Can you tell me how you're going to defeat Heaven and Hell? I don't think they're going to stop. β
"Honestly, we don't want to help the Black Dragons fight you at all, although it would be a violation of the agreement. But...... Trust me, you can make it. We've never had a shortage of reasons to revoke the pact with the Black Dragons! Not too many! Now it's just a lack of one person to stand up and tell everyone that we should declare war on them. β
Voices seemed to come from all directions, one after the other. Gray felt as if the whole world was spinning, and he stared blankly at Elder Gagastaaf.
"How many of my people are in there now?" asked Elder Ggarstaaf.
"Ten...... Seventeen, it should be seventeen. β
"It's too little. β
"I'm comingββ!" Before Elder Gergarstaf could finish speaking, a new voice rang out.
"Eighteen. β
"Did you guys who were already in there know the news in advance?"
"Nineteen. β
"I used to think of the undead as a bunch of rotting and smelling creatures, but now I've decided to change that. "One more.
"Twenty. β
"I like you, Lich King!
"Twenty-one. β
"There are a lot of people against you, but not me. β
"Twenty-two. β
"Actually, I don't fully support you, but I decided to give you a chance to convince me. β
"Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five......," Gray counted one by one, and in the blink of an eye, there were already one hundred and fifty. At the same time, the rate of increase is starting to slow down.
Elder Gagastaaf smiled and said, "They can all see this rune. They can join as long as you allow it. This will be an important communication channel for you, helping you understand what they think and let them know you. But I must first warn you that those who will join this key are themselves inclined to support you. Even if everyone in it likes you, it's a very normal thing. That doesn't mean you've succeeded. One hundred and fifty is still a very small minority compared to my more than 18,000 people. β
"Thank you, Elder Gagastaph. Gray bowed down again and thanked him.
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When night falls, fireflies fly in the woods, which are full of beautiful paintings, and there is a dreamlike feeling.
Once again, the Dragons brought the members of the Mission a dinner they would never want to leave.
The dwarves drank merrily and made noise. The knights of the Knights of the Silver Moon also joined in.
Only Gray, alone in a silent daze, listening to the cacophony of voices in his head.
"How's it going?" asked the black cat whispering as he nibbled on the fish.
"Two hundred and fifty people, and it's still increasing, but the rate of increase is slowing down. I'm working on how to leave something in there so that new people can get the answers they want as soon as they enter. Gray replied.
"Did they ask you a lot of questions?"
"Hmm......"
Gray really didn't know how to answer this question. Because there's always a mess in the key.
There are all kinds of people in this world. And when there were 18,000 dragons, there were all kinds of dragons. Some of the questions can't even be called questions, and some of them leave Gray with no idea how to answer.
"I appreciate your ideas, Mr. Lich King. But I think the most important part is the war part. What I mean by this is that every great piece of history must end with a great war. Peace will make people want to doze off. β
"Shut up, you just want to fight!
"No, I just want to enforce justice by fighting!"
"You're wrong in itself! This is a departure from the Lich King's original idea! The goal should be justice, not fighting!"
"You can do both! Trust me! I've got the perfect plan!"
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"Actually, I don't think you should include the Black Dragon Clan in the range, otherwise, you will regret it. We, the Golden Dragon, have regretted it for tens of thousands of years. β
"If it is not included in the scope, won't it go against the original intention?"
"What does it matter? The original intention should also be revised, right? It hasn't really started yet, maybe we should take this opportunity to revise it. 'For the future of the creatures on the continent of Celtus, except for the Black Dragons. Well, you just need to add that, and it's perfect. One very simple thing. β
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"I'm more concerned about how we're going to fight through heaven and hell if we do get involved. I've seen their accounts of wars 10,000 years ago, and it's terrible. Dreams are beautiful, but we should not join a war that is bound to be lost. β
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"I had a really great plan that I read in a book. "Lich Paladin"? No, it's not this one, it's another ......."
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"If we make a huge contribution to the future of the Celtic continent, should the territory be redivided? I don't look at the territory of the human race, I am concerned about whether they should do something for us while they enjoy the justice we provide? The strong are respected, aren't they?"
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It's noisy, there's all kinds of sounds, and it's been chatting all the time. Gray didn't know who they were, where they were, what they were called, and most of the time couldn't even interject at all.
"Your Highness the Lich King? Are you listening?"
"Your Highness the Lich King, can you answer our concerns? We want an answer. β
"I can't wait. I'm communicating with my parents and brothers, hoping that they'll be on the side of His Highness the Lich King!Are you sure you don't say anything, Your Lich King, if you don't speak, I'm going to quit and never support you again!"
After a long silence, Gray whispered in the key, "First of all, war is forced to choose when we have no other means. If we choose war on our own initiative, it will be contrary to our original intentions. Because the war itself will bring more injustice. β
"Oh, you mean we're going to do it with our mouths? No, that's not what we want to see. β
All of a sudden, there were five less consciousness in the key.
"We will not recognize any privilege, and privilege itself is a denial of fairness. Fighting for the future of Celtics is our own decision. We seek justice itself, not the privilege it gives us. β
"So, we're going to be on an equal footing with lowly humans?"
All of a sudden, there were five less consciousnesses in the key.
"Once the original intention is set, it cannot be modified, but can only be deepened. Otherwise, everything we do will become meaningless. When we exclude the Black Dragons because of our personal likes and dislikes, we ourselves set boundaries for the future of the Celtic continent. At the same time, we will not seek fairness and justice that belongs to Celtus, but only our fairness and justice. Because we have taken control of everything, which violates the basic principles of fairness and justice. β
"His Royal Highness the Lich King. A voice said, "I have to remind you that there are no Black Dragons here, all of them are Golden Dragons." You want us to support you and stand by your side against the Black Dragons, but you tell us that we should protect their rights and interests. It won't help you convince us. β
"But my goal is not just to convince you. Pursuing a new future for Celtics is our true goal. β
"But I think you should change course. If the golden dragon is willing to join you, then the black dragon that the golden dragon hates should not join. If the Bloodlines join you, then the werewolves that the Bloodlines hate should not be included. That's the attractive terms. β
All of a sudden, there were twenty fewer consciousnesses in the secret key in one breath.
Scattered and scattered, there are still people joining. But at the same time, there are people who quit.
Some expressed their incomprehension of Gray, some comforted Gray, and some said they would continue to wait and see......
The amount of consciousness in the key fluctuated weakly, and although it was still upward, it had already lost its original momentum. Eventually, it stopped at about three hundred.
"How's it going?" asked Vivien in a whisper.
Gray replied softly, "I don't think they understood what I was talking about today." β
"Didn't understand?"
"Yes, they like it, it's just a feeling. It seems that the vast majority of human beings like knights and sing the praises of heroes, but this does not mean that they are willing to be heroes, nor does it mean that they are willing to abide by virtues and dedicate themselves like knights. They just envy the flowers and applause that the heroes enjoy. Or rather...... Privilege. β
The members of the team looked at each other one by one.
The black cat hesitated and asked, "Did you make it clear to them?"
"That's it. β
"How? I mean, did you be a little more tactful?"
"Just tell the truth. β
"So, someone left?"
"Yes. β
"Thankfully, this is just the beginning, and there are already people who have defected. We're counting on convincing them all. The black cat was helpless: "Okay, it's expected." If you don't, then you're not Gray. I just praised you today for being a good negotiator, and now I take it back. β