Feichi was completely aggressive, and the sudden attack made him successfully put the sword on the elf's neck, which gave his words a strength. Gervinklein's light green eyeballs stayed on the sword for a while, and then said, "I assigned a task for the child to send me a letter to the Holy Trinity Castle, and I guess he will be back soon. Can you take the weapon away now?"
"You destroyed the teleportation array and installed the monitoring array in the alert area without permission. At the same time, you pretended to be a guard - why did I release my weapons? Are you having a problem with your brain?" Feiqi snorted, and then said to Elway: "Why are you still standing there? Are you the lord of Minas Ishir or have the right to judge? Go and find Didrit, and say that the principal of the Magic School will catch the thief of the Elves Presbyterian Church and have started fighting."
"Oh! OK..." Elway hesitated for a moment, and said before leaving: "Sorry, Feich. What I said about the elves before..."
"When will you be able to objectively deal with matters between elves and humans and deal with problems fairly, it is more effective than apologizing. I don't want to be distracted now, so go."
Alway sighed, glared at Gwenklein with hatred, and then ran to the stable. Gwenklein looked at Fitch and said slowly: "Humans are still so impulsive. What can't sit down and talk slowly but want to use a gun?"
"Yes, sit down." Feiqi pointed to the ground: "But I'll say it in front. If you want to use mana - like a spell in the previous sentence, - something like this happens again, I will start chopping you. Maybe it's a finger, maybe the tongue, or just the head."
"You discovered it? Why are you not affected?"
"Because your spell is too weak." Feiqi shook his sword and said, "Do you understand what I said? You can sit down when you realize the consequences, otherwise you will keep carrying the sword."
"I understand, why are humans so anxious..." He murmured, and found that the sword had not left, so he had to say, "I understand completely. Sitting here and waiting for Lord Diderit, once you use the spell, you will cut me down."
Fitch nodded, took the sword away, and let Gervin Klein sit down. The old elf's legs were shaking, and he could not stand without a stick. Fitch kept pushing the cat-knitting stick to his stomach to help support it, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago. He squatted down tremblingly, sat down with a thud, and then straightened his legs comfortably. Fitch stood on the side and looked coldly, with no intention of helping him.
"Principal..." Lei Tingbai walked over and pulled Feiqi's clothes: "Do you want to find him a stool and get a glass of water?"
"You don't see you bring me a stool or water?" Feiqi shook his head: "Your thoughts are kind, but there's no need to worry. He can stand for most of the day when he disguises himself as a guard, and he also has the energy to secretly collect information about the teleportation array. Now it's even more okay to let him sit by himself. Do these elves guards have stools and water? If you want to help, start to let the merchants who have been waiting for a long time start shipping."
"But he looks really pitiful, and there is still bruises on his face that you beat him."
"You are right, he 'look' really pitiful." Feiqi said to Thunder Bai: "I know you want to help and protect everyone, which is a very good moral. But think about the time he wasted on the teleportation array's destruction action, and think about the losses caused by not checking out, at this time he only needs to be treated reasonably without additional sympathy."
Lei Tingbai leaned on Feichi's arm, his forehead began to sweat a lot, and his body was trembling: "Principal, I know what you are right, but I still couldn't help but want to help him. What's going on? I feel so uncomfortable..."
Feiqi quickly held Lei Tingbai, pointed his fingers at her eyebrows, and observed the state of her soul. The soul of a normal person is a gathering fire, while Lei Tingbai's soul appeared two flames, one big and one small, swaying and shaking, as if they were blown by the continuous wind.
"She was mentally broken by what you said," said Gervin Klein. "I have seen this in some old elves. They can't stand the blow, suddenly sweat, mentally break down, and then lose their vitality. But you are very strange, young people never do this."
Feiqi pinched Thunder White's man with his hands - although he didn't know whether this would work - and then summoned the cold core with a spell, condensed cold water on her forehead. "Wake up, you are not so fragile, hurry up and concentrate. There is no hurdle in this world that cannot be overcome, just an old elf, what's the big deal?!"
Unexpectedly, Thunder Bai suddenly widened his eyes, his voice became hoarse, he lost the feeling of youthfulness and vitality, and he was a little bit majestic with the power of the Goddess of Thunder: "Breaking through the bottom line is killing yourself! If you don't do it to the extreme, just..."
"What are you doing?" Feiqi knocked on Thunder Bai's forehead: "If you want to be a good person, first of all, your mental health must be healthy - obsessive-compulsive disorder is unhealthy. You are Thunder Bai now. Even if you break through any line, it is just a difference from the past. There is no way to talk about killing yourself. To be forced to say, what you kill may be the past self, which is just a change."
"You are making a point of reasoning!" Lei Tingbai's breathing became more and more rapid, almost dying. However, Feiqi noticed that her soul had a gratifying change, and the larger main part began to stabilize, and a small flame with a slightly different color was gradually separated. He kept comforting Lei Tingbai and told her the principle of "adapting to local conditions, different people, different handling in different situations, and keeping pace with the times". After a while, Lei Tingbai breathed a long sigh, gradually stabilized, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A stream of heat emerged from the thunder white nostrils and quickly dissipated in the air. Her soul fire stabilized and seemed to be fine. Feiqi's hanging heart finally let go, and then asked the students of the Magic School to move her to the shade of the tree and took out the Harvest Horn to get some water for her to drink. Gervin Klein saw the Harvest Horn Horn, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were still on it and he didn't want to leave. "The magic power of that thing is very strong. Where did you get it?"
Feiqi gave him a blank look, and instead of answering the question, he asked, "It was a good opportunity just now, why not escape?"
"I'm too old to run. And I'm running away in front of you, a space spell master? Tell me what safe place is there?" Gervin Klein raised his hand and pointed to the strategic teleportation array: "Feich, can't it really teleport people?"
"No." Feiqi replied: "Everyone knows the answer to this question, but you don't want to believe it."
"Humans are too cunning and have deceived the elves many times. Although I am old, I have a good memory."
"Since you don't believe it, why do you still ask? Actually, you have already thought about the reason why living things cannot be transmitted here, so you arranged two sheep for experiments. The students may not be able to see it, but I know very well: if the two sheep are awake, the teleportation will only stop, and they will only suffer a little skin trauma at most. You put them into a deep coma, and even their souls are affected, so the teleportation process continues to advance, causing them to die if they are too seriously injured. Should I be glad you didn't do the experiment with someone?"
Gewenklein raised his eyelids. Although his eyes were a little cloudy, his light of wisdom flashed at this moment: "Feich, with your ability, you can let this magic circle teleport people, and there are many people. I need this method to transport the elves safely from the island."
"Why, are the remaining elves on the island seasick? The United Kingdom of the Hoya nobles did not prohibit elves from going ashore. Why are you always staring at the teleportation array?"
"The despicable human pirates are attacking elves and attacking the elderly, weak, women and children. Our ships are facing great threats. If they can be teleported..."
"If we can fight pirates, can we solve the problem?" Feichi shook his head: "Once during the Principality of Aria, pirates knew that as long as they hide in the seas of elves, human ships could not go in and pursue them. elves are not responsible for arresting and judging people who commit crimes only in human society - I remember saying this. Yes, pirates used to not fight elves, that was to try to make shields. Now you want to leave the island, then they will squeeze your surplus value. I sympathize with your experience, but I don't want to help."
"You can clearly help..."
"This is what you think, I haven't said I can do it." Feiqi looked away, then stood up and patted the dirt: "The Lord is here, are you going to get up by yourself or find someone to help you?"
Gervin Klein snorted and continued to sit on the ground.
It took a long time since Diderit, she hadn't changed at all. Time seemed to be stagnant in the elves' life. This was a blessing, but wasn't it a curse? The elves lord brought ten guards, and Alway was among them. They rushed over and jumped off the horse before they could stop. Diderit glanced at Feich with complicated eyes, first swallowed hard, then hurriedly helped Gewenklein, and helped him dust the dust on his robe.
"It was him who asked me to sit on the ground, and my face and stomach were beaten by him. I couldn't react, he was moving too fast!" Gewenklein pointed to the bruises on his face, then coughed twice, looking a little short of breath. Didert frowned and first handed Gewenklein to his guard to support him, then walked towards Fitch. She rubbed her face hard, as if she wanted to rub all her skin off.
"Why did this happen again?"
Is this a complaint or a complaint? Feiqi cannot be completely sure. "I feel that after I left, you were making a mess. What's wrong? Did you say you wanted to be this lord well, but were you actually lying to people?"
"I didn't do well enough, but I didn't become evil, let alone evil!"
"Don't be so excited." Feiqi stretched out his hands to block it. "Long time no see, Didrit. No matter what Minas Ishir is, are you doing well now?"
Diderit opened his mouth slightly, his lips trembling, and it took a few seconds to put on a sentence "fakeful". She wiped her eyes with her palm, and then said to Fitch: "Leave it to me by Gewenklein, the Elves' Presbyterian Church will handle this matter and give you an explanation."
With just one sentence, Feiqi can hear a lot of hidden meanings. Before, the Elf Presbyterian Church wanted to establish an Elf Council in Minas Ishir, but it was terminated by Feiqi. Now the Presbyterian Church ended up bare-handedly. With such a Presbyterian Church in Minas Ishir, what else can Diedlit do?
Feiqi sighed, narrowed his eyes and looked at Diderit's soul fire. She immediately realized that the Paladin's magic defense blocked Feiqi's vision, but a glance could tell enough information. Her state was not good, and the soul that should have been strong was now dead. According to the knowledge of the Contract Demon, standing in front of her was a fragile Paladin, on the verge of self-doubt, and with a slight move, she could tempt her to fall.
"I understand." Feiqi nodded.
"What do you understand?" Diderit hugged his chest, with a cautious expression on his face. "Feich, Fei...what do you want to do?"
"Ask a thing to talk to the Elves." Feich hooked his finger to Gwenklein. "What position do you hold in the Elves' Presbyterian Church and how much power do you have?"
"We are discussing and deciding things together. Everyone is the same, and no one has more power."
"Okay, I just listen to it if you say that. Believe it or not." Feiqi curled his lips and said, "Since the residents of the Elf Island are troubled by pirates and cannot come to the mainland safely, and I have this large-scale teleportation array. Let's make a deal: I'll solve the trouble of the Elf's land, and you can pay and help."
"If you can teleport them over, that's a good thing." Gervin Klein came to his head. He took the coral long staff and used some kind of spell to gain physical strength. He immediately stood up and said to Fitch: "I hope you don't be as greedy as other humans: how much money do you want and how much helpers do you need? There are many people among us who are proficient in rune spells."
"The ten standard barrels of spell rune ink, no more than four hundred standard rune versions are made of standard rune versions - the materials used for these boards are buckled from the previous spell ink, and there is no need to give them extra. I ask you to let Didrit step down as Lord Minas Ishir, she will only help here, and I am in a bad mood when I see her. Let her go back to the church or travel anywhere, so don't get upset here. I don't care who the next lord is here, as long as Didrit is no longer the lord, I will start this project."
"Do you think our elders can influence the sect?"
"You ask me? I'm not from the Presbyterian Church, nor from the sect. How do I know?" Feiqi laughed and said, "I only know that I'm in a bad mood today. I only know that only I can fully grasp this teleportation array. I don't need to know more about other conditions. The conditions are out, and I'll wait for your news."
As soon as Feiqi finished speaking, he heard a cry from the side, and Diderit pulled out his sword. "Feic! You... you actually humiliated me so much? Do you want the Elves to expel me?"
"Please, you can't beat me. Haven't you heard about what happened at the competitive conference after King Andrew's coronation? Well, you really don't know yet. You'd better not swing your sword. If you win, the elves will suffer losses; if you lose, I'll be angry and forgive you when you feel better. I won't help the elves. Teleporting live creatures on a large scale is just a magic research topic. I can complete it slowly without cooperating with the elves. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Diderit, put your weapons away. It's a big deal. We have to make a decision by the Presbyterians, and you must not be reckless!"
Chapter completed!