High Above Chapter 777

  —No matter in the past or in the future, the will of the weak will always be overwhelmed by the strong.

  Many years later, the speaker of the Canaan Moor House, Jafda Silver Gate, once again recalled the advice his brother gave him before his death.

   Yafoda Silvergate had an older brother. A brother with the blood of an elf king, superior in talent, intelligent and hardworking, both enemies and allies recognize his excellence from the bottom of his heart.

  Because there was already such an excellent heir, even though Yafoda was born, the family did not pay much attention to him.

As one of the ten king-blood tribes of the elves, the Yinmen Department with the inheritance of the fifth energy level has rich experience in cultivating strong people, and the most important thing in cultivating strong people is to tilt resources, and the particularity of the fifth energy level is even more important. The entire Canaan Moore can only have at most three people in the same era.

  Wasting resources for no reason undoubtedly reduces the chance of the fifth energy level powerhouse being born in one's own tribe, and hands over the opportunity to political opponents. Therefore, since childhood, Yafoda grew up in an almost 'relaxed' environment.

  He can eat whatever he wants, no matter whether the food may affect the future sublimation inheritance and cause distortion.

  He can play whatever he wants to play, even if it will distract the child from studying seriously, and it will not be able to cultivate the thinking mode required by the sublime from an early age.

  Yavda can stay with his parents for a long time, act like a baby to his mother, ride on his father's neck, and the family happily go to the Forest of Sleep to listen to the song of the sleeping nightingale and enjoy the most comfortable camping nap.

  Occasionally, my elder brother would also come together. They would play and play beside the quiet stream, laugh and laugh, and chase the flying dragonflies together under the sunshine.

  Jafoda's childhood was not unhappy, and there was only one price to pay for all this.

   That's him being dropped.

   was given up the chance to become a strong man.

  「Sometimes I really don't know whether I should envy you, my stupid brother.」

At that time, Yafoda didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he remembered it very clearly—the elder brother who was regarded as the most outstanding heir in the future by the family, and who returned from special training looked at the cheering and rushing towards him with a complicated expression. himself, and then pointed a finger on his forehead, which was still a child, and let himself fall a little.

  At that time, the elder brother smacked his mouth and looked at himself with eyes that were both pity and jealous; he was loving but full of unwillingness. The young Yafoda couldn't distinguish those complex emotions at all, and perhaps many of them were supplemented and beautified by his later memories, but there is no doubt that his brother at that time must have made up his mind.

   "You just have fun, and play with me." The boy said to his younger brother, "But remember, you can be weaker than me, but you must not be weaker than others."

Growing up drinking alchemy potions, he hardly ever tasted any delicacies; he has been receiving the most formal and rigorous training since he was a child, and he rarely has time to enjoy family affection. He said from the bottom of his heart: "At least the least, you It must also grow to the fourth energy level, stronger than those lucky ones who emerge from ordinary elves."

"why?"

  At that time, Japhda asked in puzzlement: "The Canaan Moor is so big, isn't it normal for an elf to be stronger than me?"

"No way."

  Brother lowered his eyes. At that time, Yafoda did not see the eyes of the other party. He replied calmly: "Because we are the blood of the king. We signed a contract with the capital of the world tree. The successors of the blood of the first throne."

   "We have to be stronger than all the elves to prove that we are stronger and superior to them. That's part of the contract."

   "Jaffa - we have responsibilities and obligations. We must be strong."

   “Then lead the Canaan Moor, lead the elves, and let them live what we think is a 'good' life.”

  Elves are a race that believes in contracts. Once they sign the contract, unless there are some unimaginable extreme circumstances, they will definitely abide by it.

   But, why did this custom come about? Yafoda is not

  Stupid, he vaguely felt that he knew the most basic nature of the elves.

   Moreover, the king's blood does exist.

No matter how ignorant and incompetent the elves of the Yinmen family are, and no matter how unresourced they are, they will definitely be smarter and more knowledgeable than ordinary elves. thinking tendency.

Even the abandoned Yafoda, if there is no accident in the future, will become a well-known bachelor and a pivotal figure in the Canaan Moore scholar circle, not to mention the fourth and third energy levels, the second energy level and There must be a master title.

Therefore, at that time, Yafoda actually had a lot of questions in his mind, such as why the fourth energy level can surpass "the lucky ones among all ordinary elves," what is the first blood of the top seat, and why the king of elves The blood tribe' has the responsibility and obligation to lead the elves, and finally

  Why let people live 'what we think is good' life instead of 'what everyone thinks is good' life?

  —The weak.

  Jafoda considers himself weak. He never shy away from this point, because facing his brother, he has always been, and will always be, a weakling. He is proud of this, facing such a respectable elder brother, he is willing to bow his head and consider himself an ordinary person to be his stepping stone.

  However, at this moment, he felt a little bit indignant for those 'weak people like himself, and he was not reconciled to that ending.

  He has many reasons in mind.

   However, before he could figure out these problems, his brother's life came to an end.

  Brother died in an assassination by a political opponent, a flawless poisoning.

  Canaan Moore is like this. Because the unification war hundreds of years ago ended with no winners, the Canaan Moore Federation, which was barely put together with the ten king blood tribes at its core, was barely born.

  In other worlds, such an ending may also be a way out, but in the continent of Terra, without a voice from the top of the mountain to issue orders, it is doomed to usher in a long and painful internal struggle.

  —Strong.

   At the end of his life, the elder brother who met his parents left his last time to his younger brother.

   "What a pity, Japhda."

The handsome young elf's face was pale, and his eyes were still extremely complicated, showing both pity and relief, unwillingness and relief: "You will take over my position, my inheritance, and my flesh and blood. You will become a second me."

  「Do you have any questions you want to ask? I can see that you have been wondering and have never been answered.」

   So Japhda asked. He asked all his whys and all his confusions.

   "How simple."

  The elder brother replied flatly: "No matter in the past or in the future, the will of the weak will always be overwhelmed by the strong."

   "Japhta, the will of ordinary people is not important at all. They oppose, they have opinions, even if you and I are willing to listen, are all sublimated people, all strong people willing to listen?"

   "If you can't be strong enough to overwhelm everyone, what's the use of supporting ordinary people?"

   "Isn't His Majesty the Black Sun of the Empire not strong enough to dominate the world? His will swept Terra, and even Dragon Island signed a new contract with him."

   "But he died anyway. He couldn't win over everyone else."

   "Look, I'm going to die too, which is proof that I'm not strong enough either."

Saying so, my brother smiled: "But, Yafoda, if you are so strong that you can defeat everyone and make the world tremble with your will—more terrifying than the Black Sun and the First Knight combined, more terrifying than the Black Sun and the First Knight." The Four Great Orthodox Churches and Dragon Island combined have profound foundations. At that time, you can even do that incredible thing, which is to let the weak live a life that they think is 'good'."

   "Let everyone live a life that is 'what you think is good,'"

  「But, ​​isn't it because you are strong? It is your tolerance that made this

  Che was born. In essence, it is still letting them live a life that 'we (the strong) think 'OK'. "

   "Stop thinking of yourself as weak and ordinary, Japhda.

  You don't have that chance. "

  「You can only get stronger.」

  「Unless, you want to be the second me.」

  When the elder brother left, his body gradually turned into a translucent crystal like glass, leaving only a silver ring on his forehead.

  That is the core heritage of the fifth-level inheritance [Silver Gatekeeper] unique to the Silver Gate Department, the 'Ring of Radiance', an extremely powerful organ for sublimation of thinking.

  Although the elder brother is far from reaching the fifth energy level, his core sublimation organs are also close to perfection, so they can be used again.

   It is precisely because of the power of this bloodline that so many intelligent scholars and experts emerge from the bloodline of Yinmen Department. All of these are the power of bloodline continuation.

   "Inherit it, Japhda."

  The elders of the family, parents, and everyone else said so. They are all abandoned individuals, all losers.

   Only Japhda has the possibility of being selected because of the blood shed like his brothers, and the possibility of accepting his inheritance without distortion.

  They said with admiration and majesty: "This is your brother's will."

   "Don't let his years of hard work and hard work go to waste, and all his hard work come to nothing."

   Yafoda still remembers the moment when he took it.

  It looks like bones, whitened with age.

  It smells like a cloud, relieved and free.

  It feels like flesh to the touch, warm and soft.

   It feels like the wind, the song and all the good memories.

   It's like. It's like.

  Two brothers are chasing dragonflies in flight by a stream in the sun.

  The chairman of the Canaan Moor House, Yafoda Silvergate shook his head.

  Times have changed, the innocent boy in the past has become a cold and proud man today, an unconcealable resentment flashed across his face, and then gradually returned to calm.

   After decades, Yafoda will always recall the past scenes. As long as you close your eyes, the past memories will chase and flood into your mind.

The Canaan Moor Federation Council originated from the ancient Canaan Moor Elf Senate. The original members were the patriarchs or the strongest of the major clans. This selection rule has not changed until now. The only difference is The reason is that, in order to avoid power struggles between multiple fifth-level powerhouses, the chairman of the parliament will not be the strongest one, but a member of the King's Blood tribe recognized by the powerhouses.

Canaan Moore currently has two powerhouses of the fifth energy level, the chosen ones of the 'Green Leaf Tribe' and the 'Guoyu Tribe'. The crown, and the body of the tree is managed by the parliament—the chairman of the parliament is the person in charge of coordinating the two powerhouses of the fifth energy level, and is also the apparent supreme ruler of the Canaan Moore Federation.

  How much effort does it take to get to this point? Yafoda couldn't remember for a long time. He only knew that he finally came to this position, but there was still a long way to go from his desired destination.

  Parliament Speaker lol, how respectable does that sound? For ordinary elves, any member of parliament is a big figure they must look up to, and the speaker is simply the venerable of venerables, and even calling him by his name would seem abrupt.

  But for the king blood elves, the title of Speaker cannot be fully respected by them.

   Just like now.

   "Uncle."

  As the communication crystal panel lit up, Yafoda connected to the conversation, and he heard a soft voice: "Why do you want to do this?"

   "Anfa. I didn't expect that the first greeting from my nephew who hadn't seen me for a long time in many years turned out to be a question."

  Jafoda nodded thoughtfully, and said softly, "What are you talking about?"

   "The Siren."

  Anfa's voice asked calmly: "Uncle, no one can bear the risk of the Siren sinking, the Aoba family can't accept it, and the Guoyu family can't accept the Yinmen family, it's the same."

"Others may think that it is a rather thrilling coincidence that the spies of the Three Kingdoms attracted three different groups of monsters and destroyed the three power engines of the Siren respectively, but we all know that their intelligence , all originated and can only originate from the interior of the Canaan Moorish House.”

   "Without your approval, how dare they act so rampantly? This is not a coincidence, this is an attack that was tacitly approved."

"Ok."

Yafuda was noncommittal, and the stern middle-aged elf showed a slight smile: "So you are here to accuse me—I put the distinguished guest of the Jin Deng family, the genius alchemist of the empire, in danger. Do you want to Do you want to ask me about this?"

"It's just an inducement. I did promise Ian that the trip would go smoothly. But in fact, it was mainly because it was too dangerous." Anfa emphasized: "We want to know a reason. Diplomats from other countries on the Siren There are a large number of big businessmen with important influence, and it is definitely not an existence that can be tested at will.”

   "It turns out that the Siren is not in danger."

Yafoda looked sideways at the crystal panel: "Just two hours ago, the First Fleet of the Eternal Silence Ocean came to the vicinity of the Siren Fleet and repaired the Siren. Not only that, but also the Thanks to the distinguished guest of your Jin Deng family and your friend Zhenlong, even the joint attack of the three big monster groups failed to really break through the Siren's defense line."

"I have to say, your ability to see people is really good. Anfa, as the chosen one, you are very likely to take over my position in the future, and even become the successor of 'root, or 'crown'. It is what you need most. Your talent is much better than mine, and you are much luckier.”

   "I would like to thank the speaker for his attention here." Anfa did not slow down for such praise: "But it doesn't work"

   "Acquiescence."

  Yafda interrupted Anfa: "Anfa Ruiander, you are too young."

"True dragons are born strong, and you are half-elven and half-dragon, and you are also born strong, so you don't need to start learning politics early like us, and the tribe will not let you participate too early The internal struggle of the Great House, but let you grow up and master the power in your blood."

   "Silver Gate, Ember Lantern, Green Leaf, Fertile Soil, Vine Corridor. The five ministries of the maintenance party jointly signed a contract. You know what it means."

  Behind the communication crystal board, the silence lasted for half a minute.

"Master Gravey is one of them?" After a long time, Anfa came with a strong and unbelievable voice: "However, the Feiye family is obviously a branch of the Aoba family, so he can't be the 'pillar party,' No matter how you say it, we should be the ones who 'maintain the party,' that's right!"

   "Glavie Feiye doesn't belong to any family. He only loves elves, otherwise he wouldn't have been arranged as an undercover agent back then, taking advantage of the political turmoil of the death of the black tyrant to break into the empire."

Jafta knocked on the table with his fingers, and made a regular 'beep' sound: "But his research results will not be good for us. He learned vital technology in the empire, and perhaps brought some vital key—but he's on the wrong track, so the more important the more dangerous."

"Of course, he doesn't have to die. Without the intervention of your alchemist friend, Master Gravey will have to show some of his real skills to deal with this 'accident.' In this way, we can also see clearly What hole card does he hold in his hand so that he can deal with it next.”

"It's just a pity, Ian Yinfeng. It's unbelievable that Ian Yinfeng has already reached the alchemy level of a master at such a young age. Even I feel emotional. It's a blessing to exist in the same era as such a hero, isn't it? Is it? But his existence did ruin our plan, leaving us still ignorant of Master Gravey's trump card."

   Shaking his head with some regret, Speaker Yafoda said: "This is the reason. For a more specific answer, you can go to your mother to find out,

   It's her fault for not telling you, she shouldn't protect you so well. "

  「. My nephew will leave for the time being.」

Anfa's communication was hung up, and Yafoda stared at the communication in front of him and entered the class, then shook his head slightly: "I really envy the friendship of young people. I don't know how many points Anfa will deduct from me this time. I hope it will not be deducted as a negative number." .”

Putting away the crystal plate, the chairman raised his head and looked out the window: "Glavie Feiye, it would be nice if you came back earlier or later. It's a pity that fate does not allow you to have a chance to show your talents in this life. , otherwise, you will be born in the main family Aoba's family, not Feiye's collateral.

  「However. Fate also allowed you to survive this time. This may prove that you still have value.」

  Outside the window, under the dark sky, there are bright lights, endless lights flickering for years, like the Milky Way on the ground, forming a circle after circle.

  Here is a very high and wide place, a place covered by eternal trees, and the topmost floor of the central [main area] of the world tree capital.

  The man's eyes are projected from here to the far end of the sea, the silent and dark tide of the Eternal Silence Ocean.

   And there, among the endless waves, on a big ship, there was also an old man staring at the other side, staring at the destined hometown of all elves.

  A whole fleet of fine flexible wood surrounded this huge diplomatic ship and escorted it to the final destination, Heiliu Port in the southeast of Banyue Lake.

  「. Fate allows me to return to my hometown alive, which means that I do have a mission that I must fulfill.」

  By the side of the big ship, Master Gravey whispered to himself. He said to himself calmly, or he said to the young Bai Zhimin beside him: "This is my last chance. I will not give up no matter what."

  「Ian, do you believe that there is a trajectory that can determine your destiny in life?」

  —You ask the Prophet this kind of question? If I really want to believe in fate, what future will I change?

Ian glanced at the side theoretically, or in other words, "It is destined to be made into a dragon soul bait by the Institute of the Intellect, but in fact, the dragon girl who is still eating chocolate cake can't help but laugh." : "I think a sublime person should choose his own future well. It's a little shameful to believe in fate, master."

  「You are still young.」

Of course, Master Gravey didn't know about Ian's slander. He didn't care about the young man's words, and shook his head with old-fashioned emotion: "When you really reach my age, you will understand that some things are doomed from the beginning. My life is So is the future of Canaan Moore."

   "As long as Canaan Moore maintains such a situation where the two parties are opposed to each other, the elves cannot have a future. This is the reincarnation of fate."

   "Speaking of which, Master."

  Ian couldn't help being curious when he heard this: “What's going on with Canaan Moore? There isn't much news about the kingdom of elves from the empire. I don't know the composition of Canaan Moore's political forces very well.”

  「Don't you know? You are so knowledgeable.」

Raising his brows, Master Gravey looked at Ian strangely, but he quickly relieved: "Yes, a smart person like you has too much to learn, and he certainly won't read the complete history and various unofficial histories of other countries. Records, the most is to look at the 'Brief History of Terra written by the people of the City of Knowledge,'"

   "Okay." After thinking for a while, the old man nodded slightly: "Then I will explain to you the difference between the two major political parties in Canaan Moor, the 'Maintenance Party' and the 'Pillar Party.'"

  「However, all of this started hundreds of years ago when a group of Canaanite Moorish mercenaries followed Chaser Khan and captured the tent of the King of Heaven.」

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