The screams of one of their own naturally attracted the attention of the dwarves. They all looked at the only person who might have done something, but Lin shrugged and said, "You guys didn't even make a breakpoint or an emergency stop function when you wrote the program. I just met the peacekeepers, and this thing was very untactful. So I had to use my own method to stop it. "
Marit, however, gritted her teeth and said, "After the last incident, we have an emergency stop function. It's not that we didn't do it. "
She remembered that last time a certain idiot had set a timer function that exposed the peacekeepers in front of the elves. In order to complete the program interruption and emergency stop function, the dwarves had stayed up all night for several days to change all the programs. Now that it was back to square one, Marit couldn't bear it no matter how good-tempered she was. Besides, she had a bad temper to begin with.
But a certain someone still spoke with righteousness. "I don't know. What's the difference if I don't know? "
"We have no obligation to tell you. This is the strongest weapon of the silver-bearded dwarves, how could we hand over such authority to you? "
"You're right, I completely agree. But I have to find a way to stop that thing, or else how can I bring it back? Of course you can keep it a secret, but if you want my help and don't want to tell me how to give the stop command, of course I can only solve the problem in my own way. Or, the next time this happens, please do it yourself. "
The female dwarf, who had been choked by a certain someone, couldn't change the fact even if she ground her teeth to pieces, so she could only accept it in the end. What's more, from the beginning to the end, this matter was caused by that person in his family. Not to mention that she couldn't win against this human, even if she fought, the chances of winning were a bit slim. Because if this human mage was determined to escape with Blink, she had no way to stop him. Invincible even before the battle, this kind of annoying person was exactly what they meant.
As for Lin deleting other people's programs, he did it without any psychological pressure. Because a certain someone knew very well that there were backups in the first coffin. Perhaps it wouldn't be the latest modification, but it wouldn't be completely useless. It would depend on the habits of these dwarves to teach them a lesson. But with how thick Jermaine's skin was, he would probably forget about it the next day.
After all this, even if they weren't hungry before, they were now hungry. So Lin walked towards the delicacies on the long table, ready to fight to the death.
The appearance of a certain someone's Blink spell naturally attracted the attention of the elves. Perhaps because of the presence of their King, they did not dare to act rashly, and few of them tugged at one's robe to ask for an explanation. However, just because those of lower status were reserved, it did not mean that their kings were equally calm.
At this moment, the young Elf King was like a curious baby, asking all sorts of questions. He was asking so many questions that a certain person's line of reasoning was about to break. The elf warriors guarding at the side wanted to hold their king back.
It was a pity that they were not qualified to stop or offend their King, unless they were in immediate danger. Therefore, they could only keep winking at a certain someone. However, a certain someone who was annoyed by their pestering had no time to care about their expressions.
A certain someone, who was helpless, clearly understood that he had brought this trouble upon himself. It wasn't as if Lin hadn't considered using the Blink Technique as an assassin. Normally, he would have to keep it a secret. However, this spell was originally designed to replace walking, which meant that this was a spell that was often used. In order to keep it a secret, all these conveniences could not be used. It was too painful.
Since he was going to use the Blink Technique as a spell that was commonly used, it was expected that he would be pestered by people who didn't understand. However, the average person would not be as blind as the silver-bearded dwarf back then, who immediately said that he wanted to learn. The specialty of a Mage had always been very expensive. This was a common understanding in the world of the Lost Lands.
The curiosity of the average person was actually more or less prying. They wanted to know to what extent this spell could be used, whether there were any restrictions, and so on. Whether he wanted to be on guard in the future, track, counterattack, or really just purely curious, it was always right to know more.
For a man who had been at the bottom of the Mage hierarchy for a long time, Lin of course had prepared some excuses. Just like the diplomatic rhetoric on Earth, it sounded like a lot was said, but in fact, there was no content at all.
This young Elf King was not someone who did not know how to read the situation. After a few words, he changed the topic to something else and simply chatted. Of course, the main thing was that the King asked, and everyone answered. After all, this young King had not experienced many things, so the King was curious about the life of the silver-bearded dwarf, or the adventures of a certain Mage that were so low-end that even the Elven warriors next to him could not imagine.
However, the behavior of this Elf King, Ridan the Third, made someone have a question. Perhaps the physiological maturity of an Elf and the growth of their body would take ninety years, but the time and life experience were real.
If humans lived for ninety years, they would be in the realm of old thieves. They would have all kinds of schemes and deep foresight. How many young people could compete with them? But what about the Elves? The King in front of him had lived for more years than he had before and after his time travel. How could he still be like a child?
The few short fellows next to him who had lived for more than five hundred years and still kept getting into trouble were special cases. Because the silver-bearded dwarves grew up in an environment that was too simple, and they were surrounded by masters and aunties who were older than them. All of them treated them like children who had not grown up yet. It was not surprising that they would grow up like this. But what about the Elves?
Of course, if he asked someone directly, how could he be so childish? Basically, he was here to quarrel. Even if he used to be a fat otaku, someone would not do this.
So Lin changed the topic and asked, "Actually, my experience is really very ordinary. But Your Majesty, you have so many strong people around you. There should be a lot of people who can come up with more strange adventures, right? Otherwise, let them take you on a journey that is too dangerous, or even just take a walk outside the palace to see the sights of the streets and alleys with your own eyes. Listen to what other people are saying, what they are thinking, and broaden your horizons. These are all better than listening to me talk about how to bully some puppies and kittens. "
The King who was asked was still thinking about how to answer, and the Elven warriors next to him all changed their expressions. Who was this Mage looking for trouble with? How could he encourage their King to do such a thing? However, they could only try their best to make a face and hope that someone would understand. Some Elven warriors even pretended to cough. Although it was rude to do so in front of the King, they could not care less.
But the young Elven King didn't care and replied: "I shouldered the responsibility of the crown a long time ago. At that time, I was still young. The ministers said that it was too dangerous to leave the palace. And my people needed me. Protecting myself is also a responsibility to my people. Therefore, since I can remember, I have never left the palace except to meet Her Majesty Lahti. "
"Her Majesty Lahti? Oh, your World Tree. Pardon me for asking, but where are your father and mother? "Knowing that this question may step on a landmine, but Lin still asked. After all, this is not his country, and the forum doesn't talk about the history of this country. Therefore, for such a young king, it would be a lie if a certain someone said that he was not curious. As for the Elven warriors next to him, they winked to the point that their faces twitched.
On the one hand, this young King is not scheming. On the other hand, the affairs of the previous King and Queen are not court secrets. Therefore, Ridan III ignored the guards' little gestures and said directly to a certain someone: "My Empress Mother unfortunately died in childbirth after giving birth to my youngest sister, Princess Valeria. … "
The chattering little girls who originally surrounded Jermaine surrounded the young Elven King at this time. The youngest one even leaned on the King's knee and, like an obedient kitten, let their eldest brother stroke her wavy light blond hair.
"… My Royal Father, who lost his Empress Mother, has been very sad, and his condition is not as good as it was in his heyday. Then, in a war, he was attacked by the enemy and lost his life. That's why I inherited the throne until today. "
It is normal to die in a war. How can there be no deaths in a war? The problem is … dystocia? An Elven Queen? Are their Druids incompetent? In a magic world that is said to be able to resurrect people after death, there is actually a noble who died because of giving birth to a child. This is really unimaginable. Therefore, Lin asked in amazement: "No one saved your mother? Are you Druids all good-for-nothings? "
This time, it was a certain someone's turn to open fire. But the Elven warriors next to him already had facial paralysis. They all stared at the audacious human mage with dead fish eyes.
The King, however, had a puzzled look on his face and said: "No. The kingdom's Great Druids spared no effort in assisting my Empress Mother in resisting the Lord of the Abyss. Although they didn't succeed completely in the end, and my Empress Mother still passed away, but at least my sister survived safely. "
"Wait a minute! What does dystocia have to do with the Lord of the Abyss? "A certain someone asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Well, this is normal." The young King tilted his head, puzzled. What is there to ask about this matter that is almost common sense?
At this time, Lich, who has been silent all along, opened her mouth. She said: "The soul in the womb is the purest. Of course, it will also attract the covetous eyes of fiends or undead. And some special talents or noble bloodlines will increase the value of the soul by a lot. Of course, it is easier to attract higher ranked fiends or undead. And for fiends, doing this is also a good thing for them. Making a future King or Queen fall and become their follower, or even their clone walking in the human world, is more beneficial than tempting a thousand or even ten thousand civilians. So, when a pregnant woman is about to give birth, it is not very rare for her to pick up a weapon to deal with these uninvited guests. "
Fen's explanation of this authority of the undead only made a certain someone have one thought: the women of Earth are really lucky. At least they don't have to pick up a knife and fight with a demon when giving birth to a child in order to safely give birth to a child. The dystocia of the Abyss is really scary.
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