The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 1273 1273. Chain reaction
After a night of nothing, when Luther woke up in the morning, Zongma, who was supposed to be sleeping on a nearby branch, was gone, leaving only the stinging jellyfish not far away.

Luther, who was preparing breakfast, saw not far away, a large number of grass-type and insect-type elves gathered around the stinging jellyfish.

One by one, the elves surrounded the stinging jellyfish.

Grass-type elves sent their water storage parts towards the stinging jellyfish, while insect-type elves mostly opened their mouths wide, or extended their mouthparts.

They seemed to be welcoming something.

After waiting for a while, the stinging jellyfish spewed a jet of water into the sky, and the falling water mist enveloped the surrounding area.

Bathed in the mist, the elves jumped happily, greedily enjoying this moment of coolness.

The time lasted for almost 5 minutes, and the continuous release of skills for a long time made the sting jellyfish very tired, so that the grass-type and insect-type elves handed over the food they had prepared immediately after the end.

The stinging jellyfish refused to take it, and shook its head vigorously.

Maybe Zongma had reminded him before, maybe the stinging jellyfish thought so.

Luther watched the wet elves return to their lairs, and only a few elves were left looking after the stinging jellyfish that collapsed on the ground, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

"There's still some honey left over from the house, I'll give it to the stinging jellyfish and spread some more on the berries later."

Luther gave an order and continued to work.

Zongma is going to check whether the leaders of the various families who returned yesterday have settled down.

After returning, he told Luther that all the leaders not only strictly abided by the agreement with them, but also taught some elves who wanted to sneak close to the town and did not belong to their team.

"Senior Luther's deterrent power cannot be underestimated."

Luther handed Zongma the bread in his hand, and shook his head slowly.

"It's not that my deterrent power should not be underestimated, but the deterrent power of the alliance should not be underestimated."

"Imagine that the land of Sinnoh is still full of aristocrats, and there are factions in each territory. It's a mess."

"In this case, let alone disaster relief, I'm afraid even self-rescue is difficult."

Zongma was silent for a while, then nodded.

In this catastrophe, human beings did not suffer much damage, but in ancient times, this would be a major event that would destabilize the entire region.

The alliance's excellent scheduling and disaster relief capabilities make even the wild elves willing to take a break temporarily and wait for the goodwill from the human camp.

This is the progress brought about by the change of the times, and it is also the experience that humans and elves have gradually explored during the long coexistence.

"I've heard a statement before that might offend you a little."

Luther's words made Zongma raise his eyebrows, and he stretched out his hand to signal Luther to speak casually.

"I once heard a friend who worked in the alliance say that some people who innately understand the language of elves will identify themselves as elves instead of humans, and they will also lean towards elves when dealing with things."

Luther rested his chin and asked casually, "Is it really common?"

Without hesitation, Zongma replied decisively: "Your friend is right."

"Many people who are good at the language of the elves are more likely to be on the side of the elves than on the side of humans."

"There are some who identify themselves as another type of unique existence beyond human beings. They are neither elves nor humans, but the spokespersons of elves in human society."

Luther complained: "It's very arrogant."

"But that's what people think. The innate ability is a gift from this world, a gift from this land, and a blessing from God."

"Each modification is a myth of this talent, but also emphasizes the uniqueness."

Luther asked curiously, "What about you?"

Zongma paused for a moment and replied seriously: "As long as I can remember, I can hear elves whispering in my ear."

"The first elf I communicated with was the old Tutu dog at home. He always loved to paint and draw on the walls of my yard with his tail. Sometimes it was art that I could understand, and sometimes it was content that was too early for me."

"One day, he passed away, and everyone in the family was very sad, but I didn't have a single tear."

"Because I cried a week ago and Tutu told me he was dying and he could feel it."

"I hope I don't tell the rest of the family, I don't want my dad to make unnecessary attempts."

"Then, I responded to him with words that Tutu Dog could understand."

"do not go."

"I yelled it out."

"This is the first time I communicate with the elves. I don't know why I can say this sentence, and I still don't understand it."

"I don't have many trainers on the Internet in my family. They are all ordinary people, but I am so special."

Without any adventures, and without those messy, sacred and mysterious decorations, Zongma just awakened.

"How about Tutu Dog's reaction?"

"He was shocked, but he told me it was a talent, like drawing," Zumma said.

"Some Tutu dogs can't draw any good works, even if they are used for courtship, no elves will look at them."

"But some Tutu dogs can gain the love of countless elves with just a few strokes."

"Tutugou said that I am a special child, and I will definitely find a good girl in the future. I won't be like him, who can't find someone he likes in painting all his life."

Luther and Zongma smiled knowingly.

Zongma pointed at Luther and said with a smile: "Look, I knew Senior Luther would laugh, and you also think he is a weird guy, right?"

"He was old and unruly, and when he was dying, he was still teaching me how to find cute girls, hook up, and start a family."

"Until the second before I died, he still reminded me not to learn to draw. He concluded that I don't have this talent, and drawing is a dead end."

"I was only six years old that year!"

Zongma's smile disappeared, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he sighed regretfully.

"Probably because of him. Since I was a child, I felt that I was a human being, and I never thought about what kind of messy spokesperson I was."

"Or simply thinking about elves, and not caring about your position as a human being at all."

"In my opinion, fate gave me the ability to communicate with elves, not to be a spokesperson to show my superiority."

"Throughout the ages, many wars between humans and elves stem from the inability to communicate, making small conflicts irreconcilable."

Zongma said solemnly: "This is a responsibility to make it easier for people and elves to communicate and eliminate misunderstandings."

After Zongma finished speaking, he looked at Luther and asked, "Is the senior asking me this to test me?"

"I don't know if my answer will let senior know my determination."

"There may have been such distorted people in the Sinnoh Alliance, but they were all excluded from the team. Now in our team of only a dozen or so people, everyone has such a sense of responsibility in their hearts."

Luther interrupted Zongma and explained helplessly: "I misunderstood, I just want to know how people like you think about things about humans and elves."

"Because I thought of a person who, like you, has such a talent, but he himself is very distressed. It seems that he has not grasped the scale until now."

"He wants to be the spokesperson and scold humans from the standpoint of elves?"

Luther shook his head.

"No, I heard from my friend that now he sees himself as an elf, and his human attributes are becoming thinner."

Luther was a little melancholy at the conclusion Dakdo met N at the end.

Is this the chain reaction caused by Xiaozhi not going to Hezhong?

I hope N, who is kind in nature, can find the answer he wants, and don't embark on an extreme path.

(End of this chapter)