Unlike Tegris, Tyrion's impression of humans had changed several times.
The first time he saw a human was when he arrived in Lothar as a child. He saw a human in the area where the other races were active.
Before that, Tyrion's impression of humans was that of monkeys.
The young Phoenix King recklessly barged into the area where the other races were active and got into a conflict with the mercenaries there. In the end, a merchant came to mediate. Tyrion did not understand. I was the one who started it. Why did the human mercenaries have to apologize in the end?
The merchant kindly told Tyrion that yes, you were the one who started it, but it was his fault for trying to attack you. He was an idiot. What he did would cause the entire Chamber of Commerce to be kicked out of Ossouin. In the process of trading with the elves, friendliness was a strength comparable to gold. An ignorant fool's foolish behavior after getting drunk would ruin everything.
This incident left Tyrion with two impressions. The first was that the human monkeys were never as stupid and ignorant as many of the high elves thought. At least they knew how to look at the long term and see the pros and cons.
The second was that the elves were born to be superior to humans, whether in terms of race or talent. He was the one who started it, but the humans were the ones who had to apologize in the end. As the last descendant of the Phoenix King, he was still very noble and prestigious.
Therefore, Tyrion's attitude towards the humans was different from many high elves. He did not think that it was a shame to interact with humans, and that it was a waste of time to reason with monkeys. However, Tyrion also did not advocate for full cooperation with the humans like Tegris did.
In Tyrion's opinion, the situation was difficult and dangerous. If he cooperated with the humans for a short period of time, he would treat them as auxiliary soldiers or mercenaries. He would borrow their strength to give the high elves some breathing room and reduce their casualties and losses. This was completely acceptable.
However, he would not treat the humans as equal comrades, partners, or even brothers in life and death like Tegris did. He would not treat the elves and humans as equals.
Therefore, when he saw Laing single-handedly killing the Perverted Demon, being surrounded by the stars like a hero, and enjoying the cheers of the Great Mages and Sword Saints of the Kingdom of Safray, Tyrion could not help but feel a little unhappy.
This was originally his stage.
He led the army all the way here, but in the end, not only did he fail, but he also finished watching Laing's curtain call and receiving the award.
How could the War Overlord not feel displeased? After being attacked like this, the joy of victory was not much left. He turned to his adjutant, Bellarion, and said, "Alright, it's good that we won. Go and tell the archmages of the White Tower of Hoss not to get carried away. What if Chaos suddenly counterattacks?!"
"Counterattack? That's … impossible, Warlord. " Bellarion thought that even if Chaos wanted to retaliate, it would still have to follow the basic laws. Ryan had just banished a great demon of perversion and an entire army of perverts. In such a situation, they had lost their connection with the mortal world. It was almost impossible for Chaos to suddenly spawn an entire army.
"Impossible! Can you guarantee that it's impossible? Who could guarantee that it was impossible? Stand out! "Tyrion roared at Bellarion.
"Yes." Bellarion immediately understood. He led the silver-armored knights into the battlefield after the battle and ordered them to stop the celebration and prepare for defense. Before the end of the Witchcraft Night, they must not let their guard down.
Tyrion stood on the spot and stared at Laing. He was a little impressed and a little jealous.
The War Overlord knew his own strength. It was not particularly difficult for Tyrion to defeat the great perverted demon. He was confident.
However, it would be difficult for him to defeat Laing without any injuries.
A murmur appeared again. A crazy and bloodthirsty voice haunted Tyrion.
"Kill him, kill him! Kill this damned human. He took away the credit that should have belonged to you! "
"Kill him, kill this human!"
"As a true king, you must be decisive in killing!"
"Go and pull out that sword, kill him, kill everyone who dares to go against you!"
Tyrion could barely control himself. The War Overlord suppressed the blood that was rushing to his head and tried to calm himself down.
"There's a lot of darkness hidden in your heart, War Overlord." At this time, something else attracted Tyrion's attention.
Leon's brother, the commander of the Ash Legion, 'Purple Phoenix' Fulgen, had unknowingly appeared behind Tyrion. Fulgen's elegant and handsome face had a hint of solemnity as he stared at Tyrion, as if the silver-armored knight guarding him didn't exist.
Tyrion's anger was instantly directed at Forgen. He said impatiently, "You don't have to care about my business, human. Mind your own business. Perhaps you did play a role in this war, but don't forget that it was Assur's army that created the opportunity for you …"
"I didn't say that. I didn't even mention this war, young man." Fu Gen frowned. If it wasn't for the fact that this person was Teglis' brother, he wouldn't have said this. "There's something else hidden in your heart."
"Huh!" Tyrion knew what it was. It was Cain's curse. Ever since the first Phoenix King, Ainarion, pulled out the Sword of Cain, the Phoenix King's blood carried this curse. It was different in different people. For example, Tegris was almost completely unaffected. For example, Tyrion was troubled all day long.
I can beat it, Tyrion said to himself. The War Overlord was forced to look up uncomfortably. He looked up at Forgen's handsome face and said, "Yes, but what does this have to do with you? Young man? How old are you? Human, looking at your appearance, you can't be more than 80 years old. Do you know how old I am? You dare to lecture me? "
"How old am I? God, I thought you, Tyrion, as the War Overlord, would have some good ideas. I did not expect you to say such vulgar words. If you say that, I have a good suggestion. " Forgen was amused. The king's son geno prototype looked at the War Overlord with disdain. "If the elves only use age to calculate their wisdom, then I sincerely suggest you surrender to Witch King Malecis."
"Enough! Shut up. Seeing that your brother supported Horst's White Tower, I will forgive your rudeness for now. "Tyrion was getting impatient.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Malecis is still lacking. Our Tyrion should listen to Witch Queen Morasi. After all, she may be the oldest elf. Don't you think so?" Forgen was getting excited. He took advantage of the loophole in Tyrion's words and continued to say, "What about my suggestion? Would you consider it?"
Tyrion was so angry that he laughed. He even felt that he had to thank Forgen because Forgen's words had temporarily freed him from Cain's influence. He now felt that he was not forced to be angry. He was angry instinctively. "Army Commander Forgen, don't think that I won't kill anyone in front of Horst's White Tower. I've killed people in the Asuyan Holy Temple. "
The strong smell of gunpowder made both sides draw their swords. The rest of the silver-armored knights all drew their weapons. Forgen also reached out his hand to hold the hilt of his sword. The golden power sword Glory shone, and the spear of Snake God Sotigo on his back surged with Snake God Storm.
This person, he was the chosen one of Snake God Sotigo? Tyrion noticed this. The War Lord liked to let his emotions get the better of him, but he was no fool. The existence of the Snake God Sotigo was feared by even the gods of the High Elves. This was because Sotigo was the only Lizardman God left who could bypass Asuryan's restrictions and enter the mortal world.
Tyrion held back his anger. He turned around as Forgen looked at him with surprise. He signaled for the silver-armored knights to put away their weapons. He was going to Horst's White Tower to discuss strategy with Tegris.
Forgen looked at Tyrion's back. The king's Son geno prototype sighed. He could see that Tyrion was cursed. He had some experience he could share with Tyrion. As an elder, he wanted to pass on some of his life experiences to Tyrion. That was the geno prototype, which had lived for more than 10,000 years, came up with a way to deal with the curse. If Tyrion did not appreciate it, then so be it. He already had the phoenix scroll.
What does it have to do with me?
What Tyrion didn't know was that Forgen was more prideful than him, but he did feel the contempt between men. As the War Overlord walked towards the White Tower, he thought to himself that it was about time to arrange for Leon and Forgen's group to leave Ossuan. It was really annoying to see them loitering in front of him all day.
The sea battle was over. No matter how fast the ghost pirates were, it would take at least 20 years for them to make up for the losses they had suffered in the battle at Dragon Fjord. The two armored ships had run out of ammo, so they were of no use.
Arranging a wave of gifts and supplies would be their reward, Tyrion thought. He would ask Finnuba to give them more. It was not easy for the humans to come all the way here. He would let them leave as soon as they received enough benefits.
Yes, he would arrange it when he got back.
… I will arrange the division lines immediately …
Three days after the Witchcraft Night ended, in the Spire of the Moon deep inside Horst's White Tower in the Kingdom of Savry.
A very simple wedding was held in the Spire of the Moon.
There were only three guests attending the wedding: Tegris, Suria, and Olica.
After many delays, the Lake Fairy finally got her wish to marry Laing.
Today, Lilith was wearing a beautiful white strapless wedding dress with flower buds. The back of the dress was seven to eight meters long, and it required both Suria and Olica to carry it forward. Lilith did not use her Dharma form. Instead, she used her appearance as the Moon Goddess. The Moon Goddess' wedding dress was antique and classical. Her long moon-white hair fell to the ground from the back of her head, and her delicate face was hidden under the veil. Her little face was slightly red, and her hands were holding the flowers. She was trembling slightly. She was obviously very excited about this. Her green eyes shone brightly as she lowered her head, and her eyes were filled with gentleness.
Melancholy with tranquility, and shyness with reserve.
Finally, this day had finally arrived.
Laing was also dressed simply. He only wore a custom-made elven robe. Lilith wanted to keep everything simple, and Laing could not ask for more. He looked at the Lake Fairy, Suria, and Olica behind her, and could not help but smile.
Sulia was wearing a single-leaf embroidered white shirt paired with a dark blue pleated skirt. Under the skirt were her beautiful long legs wrapped in ultra-thin white unicorn fur garter stockings. Her eyes were shining. The female knight was very happy that her beloved goddess and husband were finally going to hold this ceremony.
On the other hand, Olica was rather unhappy. Today, the dark elf pouted her lips and puffed up her cheeks. She was wearing a black embroidered dress with vertical buttons and fragrant sleeves. Not only that, but she also wore nude-colored pantyhose and black pearl-studded high heels. Olica was obviously unwilling to do such a thing. She was only forced to do so. The dark elf was somewhat envious and jealous. She wanted to do so as well.
The Lake Fairy walked to Laing and was about to say something, but she lowered her head shyly and did not say anything. She only motioned for Tegris to start.
Laing looked at Lilith and did not know whether she was pretending or was really shy. The Knight King just smiled and reached out to hold Lilith's hand. "We have finally reached this step, my lady. Do you still remember our first meeting at the Moon Lake?"
"Yes, I remember everything." Lilith lowered her head, not daring to look at Laing.
When Laing heard this, he opened his mouth to say something, but for a moment, he was speechless.
There was only a faint light coming in from the crystal window of the Spire of the Moon.
There was also a huge statue of Lilith in the palace. This statue gave off a mysterious feeling under the faint light.
The goddess was marrying her own Chosen of God champion in front of her own statue. It was quite interesting. Laing looked at Lilith as she fell to the ground. Her long moon-white hair was as magnificent as a waterfall and as smooth as silk.
For some reason, Laing felt that compared to her blonde hair, the goddess' white hair was also very beautiful. It was to his liking.
Sure enough, were the people of Chong all obsessed with white hair?
The whole process was really simple. Laing was like a robot, carrying out the elven wedding ceremony under the guidance of Tegris. Everything that could be simplified was simplified. After a mere ten minutes, the ceremony was completed.
Laing took out the Eternal Radiance Crown made of green leaf platinum and diamonds that he had obtained from the treasury of Eight Peaks Mountain. The Knight King smiled and said, "My lady, I don't have a golden double-headed eagle wedding ring for you now, but fortunately I still have this. I hope you like it."
"This is?!" The goddess in the lake quickly recovered from her shock. She looked at the crown that had been lost for five thousand years, and her expression quickly changed from shock to ecstasy. This crown symbolized the supreme authority of the Elven Queen and the supreme friendship between the Elven Queen and the Dryads of Azolon. It was a sacred object that the elves had spent countless efforts and painstaking efforts to create!
This crown stored hundreds of Shards of Divinity and the blessings of two ancient Dryads! These were the blessings left behind by Dursu, who had fallen into a frenzy and had lost his mind, and the deceased Dryad Adanhu, who had chosen to sacrifice himself to purify the corruption in order to calm Aleil down.
"It's my turn to crown you now, my lady." Laing gently placed the Eternal Radiance Crown on Lilith's head.
"Now, I declare that the groom may hug and kiss the beautiful bride." Tegris's voice was a little strange. Frankly speaking, the Supreme Mage did not want to see this scene either.
However, Tegris was still willing to officiate the wedding for Laing and Lilith. As long as this confrontation was beneficial to the overall situation, he did not care.
To the Supreme Mage, Lilith sacrificing herself to tie Laing to the war chariot of the Alliance of Order was simply a great merit. Beautifully done.
May the light of love grow and multiply endlessly, and love accompany one another for life.
Laing thought to himself that this wedding was so indifferent, calm, and pure, like transparent air, like clear flowing water.
The moon in the water, the moon in the water.
Lilith walked up to Laing, stood on her tiptoes, and offered her husband a kiss.
At this moment, Laing only had one thought left in his mind.
Is the culture of the elves different?
Why did she stick her tongue in?
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