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"I understand, Grandma Yalandlan, you said before that the heart of the holy tree originally belonged to the little ghost. That's what you mean, right? Because the little ghost is the inheritor of the saint's profession. Could it be said that it is the first generation of saints?

A woman’s instructions?”

Alanland smiled and nodded: "My guess is correct. When she gave the heart of the Holy Tree to us elves, the first-generation Saint once told us that when her successor appears, the Holy Tree will be given to us."

Give her heart to her successor, let her re-form a complete holy boat, and use this powerful power to save the world. Although the first-generation saint is not a prophet, at her level, she may have some knowledge about the future.

I have a premonition that when her heir appears, a disaster will most likely happen."

"Yes, yes, Xiaofan, did you hear that the Heart of the Holy Tree originally belonged to this saint, and was just given to the elves for safekeeping?"

After hearing this, the little ghost next to him kept clicking the key points with his head like a chicken pecking at rice. He smiled happily and looked happy as if he had made a fortune from heaven.

I rolled my eyes at her, ignored her, and continued to ask Yalandan for advice: "Is it possible that the first-generation saint was so confident and not afraid that her successor would have evil intentions?

If you leave your boat to such a person, it might only make matters worse."

Saying this, my eyes fell on the little ghost, feeling inexplicably sad.

No. Maybe it's too late to say this. The second-generation saint has completely fallen.

"Xiao Fan's gaze is really rude. I am also a supporter of love and peace. I just play pranks occasionally." The little ghost noticed my gaze, understood what I meant, and immediately complained with dissatisfaction.

"No, no, it's just the other way around. You are a supporter of pranks, and you only occasionally raise the banner of love and peace on a whim. And I have reason to suspect that this is probably done for the next prank.

bedding."

"Wow! This saint is actually like this in Xiaofan's mind." The little ghost was hit a little, well, a little.

"It's good to know, so from today on, I will be an upright saint. Change the image in my mind." I looked at the little ghost with a deep gaze that showed boundless suffering and hope that she would have an epiphany.

"It's so troublesome, let's forget it."

"Don't give up so easily, idiot!!!"

After finishing the rant, he came back to his senses and listened patiently to Yalandlan, who was watching me arguing with the little ghost. He smiled softly: "That's right. This may be the self-confidence of being the first-generation saint. I believe I inherited her

The people who inherit this legacy must not be bad people, and they must be able to save the continent."

"It seems she is going to be disappointed." I glanced at the little ghost again and said with a smile.

"That's nonsense. Isn't this saint saving the world?" The little ghost was furious at my look.

"Oh? What rescue plan does the great saint have? What has been done, can you tell the audience?" I handed the magic loudspeaker to the little ghost and conducted an interview.

"Saving the continent is too simple. I just leave it to my most useless and incompetent servant knight. Thank you for your continued support. The church is offering a big discount now. I just want to see this saint.

It costs ten diamonds, a hundred diamonds for each sentence you speak, a thousand diamonds for a kick, five hundred diamonds for a punch, and a bite for free. A tombstone is included as a bonus. Welcome to visit."

The little ghost grinned, looking as bright and cheerful as a big star on TV, with bright eyes and radiant light.

I:"……"

Calm down, my unruly soul of complaining must be calm, otherwise I will lose if I complain.

Looking back, I continued to talk to Yalandan: "Grandma Yalandan, I have generally understood what you want to tell me, but there is another question, why did you hide it from us in the first place?

?Judging from the information you revealed, it doesn’t seem like this is a big secret we need to hide.”

"I said it at the beginning, this is my little selfishness." Hearing my words, Yalandan sighed sadly for some reason.

"It's not that I want to hide it from you, but I want to hide it from my most proud student."

"You mean Grandma Akara?"

"That's right, it doesn't matter if I tell you about this. The only thing I don't want Akara to know is that I'm afraid that if I tell you, Akara will be able to detect it from some clues, so I just hid it from you too."

"Why did you hide it from Grandma Akara?" I became even more curious.

"What do you think Akara will do after knowing this news?" Yalandlan looked at me and asked with a smile.

"This..." I was slightly stunned.

"Grandma Akala already knows about it now, and she seems to have some ideas about the Holy See."

"It is because I am afraid that she will be impulsive, so I keep it secret. Although I know that I, a student, am not that irrational person, but I am afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? I don't think that with the current strength of the alliance, we can attack the Holy See Mountain, even if we add elves. Grandma Akara must also know this. Even if she is tempted, she will not be impulsive." I couldn't bear it.

To defend Akara, Yalandlan seems to have underestimated Akara's determination.

"Well, that's generally the case, but you can't underestimate my student, even if there is a one percent chance. What I'm afraid of is that she will use sacrificial tactics."

"Sacrifice tactic?"

Yalandan nodded solemnly: "Well, Wu, let me give you an analogy. If you were given a choice now, sacrificing nine-tenths of the human race on the continent would immediately drive the hell clan back. Would you choose to sacrifice?

?”

"Ten...nine out of ten?" I was shocked. Could Yalandlan be joking? Even if the humans in the Dark Continent have experienced the cruel baptism of the Hell Clan, the number left behind is still tens of thousands.

Billions, nine out of ten, that is, hundreds of millions of people, are you going to sacrifice hundreds of millions of people at once to drive away the Dark Continent? This kind of thing is horrifying to think about, even if life is just a string of data, the number of hundreds of millions,

It is also too long and heavy for data purposes.

I shook my head almost without hesitation.

"If I don't do it, even if nine-tenths of the people are people I don't know, I can't do it without my family and friends."

"Yeah, I can't do it either. A normal person would choose this way, but Akara can."

"Grandma Yalandlan, Grandma Akara is your student." I looked at the old man in front of me dumbfounded. This... you are going too far to insult your own student.

"It's not a joke, Akara will really do this. Because if the war with hell continues, it may even become more and more tragic. In just a few hundred years, there will be more than this number of people dead, right?"

"Yeah." After thinking about it, I nodded with a heavy heart, holding the cold tea in my hand and sipping it carelessly.

Thousands of years ago, the combined human population in the three worlds once reached more than 10 billion. Today, only a few hundred million are known to be left. Counting the continuous self-reproduction of human beings, excluding natural deaths, the number of people killed indirectly or directly by the Hell Clan

, in tens of thousands of years, it has reached the number of tens of billions. This is not a random statement by me, but a data deduced by many scholars.

Thousands of years ago, after the Talasha Rebellion, the human population was already in the hundreds of millions. Over the course of thousands of years, this number has not changed at all. You must know that the Dark Continent has no family planning, and individuals have longer life spans and greater reproductive capabilities.

It is not inferior to the original world. If there is a stable and peaceful environment, hundreds of millions of people can reproduce at least billions of people in a thousand years, and a tenfold increase is definitely not a problem.

Unfortunately, due to the invasion of the Hell Clan, the population has not changed for thousands of years. In other words, the Hell Clan has directly or indirectly killed billions of human lives in these thousands of years.

These bloody figures are far more terrifying than the nine-tenths of hundreds of millions of people.

If we look at it from a purely rational perspective, as long as the entanglement with the Hell Clan cannot end within ten years, then the number of lives that will be strangled will exceed hundreds of millions. If hundreds of millions of lives can be used to exchange for peace in the Dark Continent

, then it is undoubtedly a good deal or even a great deal.

But who can make this decision? With one thought, hundreds of millions of lives, these are hundreds of millions of living lives.

Yalandlan told me that Akara would do this.

Slowly stood up from the wheelchair, I quickly stepped forward to support her, and followed her to an old wooden table. On the wooden table was a necklace, and the pendant was a silver carving in the shape of an eye. This is Ah

The unique symbol of the Sisters of the Great Eye led by Kara.

"I know this student very well. She is the kind of person who can sacrifice everything for her ideals, bear everything, and make decisions with absolute rationality. To be honest, I am really afraid of this student, but more importantly

More of it is admiration and respect. Akala has already gone ahead of me and can do things that I cannot do. As the leader of the elves, I am too indecisive and too emotional. Because of this, in the past thousands of years,

Come on, I have never been able to lead the elves to stand up and fight against the alliance, and now Artoria is ahead of me."

"Grandma Yalandlan, how can you say this? Your contribution to the elves and this continent is seen by everyone. Without you, there would be no elves today, and there might not even be Artoria and the others.

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I said silently, facing the wise old man in front of me, no amount of words of comfort would be in vain.

"Forget it, it's okay not to say this. I hope Akara won't make such a decision."

"I believe Grandma Akara will not. There is a huge gap in strength between the Alliance and Hell. After a trip to the hell world, I understand this fact better than many people. I believe you and Grandma Akara know better."

"That's true, but what if we add the bargaining chip of the Heart of the Holy Tree?" Yalandlan turned back and glanced at me with a smile.

I was stunned and speechless. This... Indeed, if I put it in the past, there would be no hope at all. But now I know that the heart of the Holy Tree is the core power of the Holy See Mountain. If I figure out how to use the Heart of the Holy Tree,

If the heart activates the method of Holy See Mountain, will Akara's heart be moved?

The answer is yes.

"The Heart of the Holy Tree is not enough. For such a huge and sophisticated thing to be activated, other conditions must be required. Besides, I see that the Holy See Mountain has been damaged in many places, and it may not be activated anymore.

"I tried to defend myself, but I didn't even realize that this sentence contained a hint of hesitation and a hint of sigh.

"The Holy See Mountain is not that simple. As long as it can be activated, it can repair itself, otherwise it would not be valued so much by the first-generation Saint. The only problem is that in addition to the Heart of the Holy Tree, it needs another thing."

"What?" I asked curiously.

"If the Heart of the Holy Tree is the source of power for the Holy See Mountain, then that thing is the control center of the Holy See Mountain, or even the soul. With that kind of thing, the Holy See Mountain can come alive and be controlled by people."

"Isn't that the case? Without such a thing, even if there is motivation, it will be useless. Grandma Akara will definitely not act rashly."

"But..." Yalandan sighed.

"Is it my illusion? I always feel... that day will come sooner or later, and something like that may appear soon."
To be continued...