"Freedom should be above all else, without restraint or persecution."
"This is what elves should pursue."
"Power, wealth, desire...when the elves choose to pursue these things, you are the real rebels."
Irina's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every elf in the Wind Forest.
The elves present gradually became quiet, with expressions of thinking on their faces, while some others showed expressions of shame.
"She really looks like Her Majesty the Queen back then..." Helena looked at Irina, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes. She thought of some people, and of Her Majesty the Queen who shared the same hardships with her people in that war-torn era.
There was a debate about freedom between them under the Tree of Life.
In the end, she convinced the queen, and then the concept of family began to appear in the Wind Forest.
What is freedom?
That night, she once said to Her Majesty the Queen: "Without strength, how can we talk about freedom?"
Even now, she still insists on her own ideas and thoughts, but, standing here today, she doesn't want to repeat those words with Irina.
Maybe she is really old.
Or maybe Irina, who is still as stubborn as a girl, is not the queen who has experienced hundreds of years of racial wars after all. There are some truths. Since you know it doesn't make sense, there is no need to say it again.
As for the freedom of those wandering elves, what does it have to do with her?
The freedom she wants is freedom in this forest, freedom from enemies outside the forest.
The distance between the forest and the enemy is the freedom she insists on.
The servants and slaves locked in cellars, cells, and rooms, and the soldiers guarding the most dangerous frontiers also heard Irina's words.
Tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, sliding over the dazzling carvings on their faces, and dripped to the ground.
"Rebel"
What a disgusting word, but it was engraved on their faces.
Back then, they or their ancestors sacrificed their lives and blood to defend the Forest of Wind, which allowed the elves to have a place on the Norland continent.
After the war ended, they chose to leave this place where their comrades and relatives were buried, go to distant places to find their own freedom, and use wandering to forget those days of blood and fire.
Then, they waited for the butcher knife from the tribe.
Overnight, all the elves who left the Wind Forest were regarded as rebels. The demons and orcs who once invaded the Wind Forest and slaughtered the elves wantonly were entrusted by the elves to pick up the killing knife again.
The elves who roamed freely across the continent were besieged and tortured. Those who survived were tortured in various ways, and were either sold at underground auctions or sent back to the Wind Forest to become slaves of major families.
This is the tragedy of the wandering spirit.
The helpless elves once hoped that the kind queen would put an end to all this.
But, no.
The Queen seems to know nothing about this and has never even expressed any opinion on the matter.
In other words, this is simply the will of Her Majesty the Queen.
No elves know, because in the past few decades, Her Majesty the Queen has held annual sacrificial ceremonies and almost never appeared in front of the elves.
The power of several major families is growing. In order to satisfy their desires, more and more mercenary groups are capturing elves, and their actions are becoming more and more rampant.
Facing the large number of mercenary groups, the wandering elves had almost no power to resist.
They were escorted to the Wind Forest, labeled as rebels and dark magicians, and forcibly baptized by the so-called water of life.
Beautiful elves were chosen as personal servants, while ordinary-looking and old elves had the word 'rebel' carved on their faces and became slaves.
The Elf Code has placed layers of shackles on them, and the strict hierarchy has kept them at the bottom, unable to break free, or even daring to struggle.
Perhaps there were elves who took pity on them and helped them.
And the most famous one, the one who has done the most, is Her Highness Princess Irina.
She hunted in the Nolan Continent, targeting mercenary groups. In just a few years, she wiped out countless mercenary groups, killing demons and orcs to the point of becoming frightened, and she disappeared for a time.
Her appearance is like a glimmer of light appearing in the wanderer's heart.
They have even begun to imagine that if one day he becomes the queen of the Wind Forest, all this may end, and they will finally leave their identities as slaves and embark on a journey again to pursue freedom.
However, just three years ago, Alex was killed and Irina disappeared.
The mercenary group that had been hiding for a long time reappeared and continued to frantically hunt down the wandering elves. The dawn went out and everything returned to darkness and despair.
However, two months ago, Irina appeared again.
First, he killed Hubert and asked the Queen to modify the Elf Code. Then he killed Corbill, who was leading the mercenary group, and released the captured elves.
These words spread throughout the Wind Forest, touching the softness deep in their hearts.
It turns out that there are still people who understand their hearts. It turns out that there are elves who remember the ancestral teachings of the elves and know what the elves have been really pursuing all along.
"This is this?" Mag, who was looking for ducks on Wadinger Lake, unexpectedly turned around and looked in the direction of the Wind Forest, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
At this moment, two brightly colored ducks suddenly flew up from the reeds nearby.
"Finally I found you!" Mag's eyes lit up, he pressed the griffins and swooped down, turned around and grabbed one of them by the neck.
On its red head, three colors were mixed and applied randomly. The red-crested duck was as fat as a swan, and it was indeed too ugly to be seen.
"Azi, turn around and go to the Forest of Wind." Mag said in a low voice as he casually tied the duck he finally got to the back of the griffin.
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"Nonsense!" Berg yelled angrily, shocking everyone to withdraw from their swaying mood.
Although the heads of the major families have complicated expressions, their hearts are extremely determined. No one can make them give up the rights in their hands and the benefits and status that this right can bring them.
And what Irina wants to do is to subvert all of this.
Therefore, she is their enemy.
Berg looked solemnly at the elders sitting on the elders' table, and said solemnly: "Elders, I and the patriarchs have proposed to remove Irina and abolish her magic power. Please make a ruling!"
"The Bellman family asks the elders to remove Irina!"
"The Earhart family asks the Elders to remove Irina! Punish her severely!"
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The heads of each family spoke out one after another, asking the elders to remove Irina. There were eight major families, as well as ordinary small families, accounting for almost more than half.
Irina looked at the elves with a look of ridicule on her face.
The elder sitting in the middle slowly stood up and said in a deep voice: "According to the regulations, if three or more of the eight major families jointly propose, it will automatically enter the voting process of the elders group. Now, please vote on whether to remove Princess Irina. Bit!"
