Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"First, you must know that all the problems, successes or failures of a country lie in the form of its political system. Just as water flows from its source, all actions are conceived and designed not only by their political system, but also by their political system."

As Dacus spoke, he placed the black piece on the chessboard, then he moved to the far end, giving Finnubar time to think.

It was already the third day of the meeting between the couple, but from the second day on, the meeting entered garbage time. Who made Dacus so efficient that he used the first day, which was supposed to be a day of idle chat, to hold a meeting and get things done within a day?

The abstract table was still there. Marin, wearing a gorgeous silk robe, was talking in a low voice with the heads of the seafaring families, discussing how to optimize the maritime trade routes. Areda and Skarlock were focusing on the issues of Bretonnia, their eyes were sometimes solemn, and sometimes flashing with strategic light. The two sides occasionally discussed common issues, and the scrolls and maps on the table were spread out, recording every important discussion result.

At the edge of the clearing, Kaleen was having a lively discussion with the Twilight sisters, Brayas, Grus, and Terra. Surrounded by various beasts, it looked lively. Kaleen exchanged insights on beast behavior and tactics with Terra and the Twilight sisters, their voices filled with excitement and admiration.

Breas was showing Grus his latest insights, especially how to skillfully use chariots in battle.

Two giant bears named Crom and Cruci wandered beside Breas. They were Breas's loyal companions and had fought alongside him for many years. Now, with the permission of Dacus, a battle-hardened Cold One chariot was delivered to Breas to replace his original chariot.

Brayas harnessed his two bear companions to the front of the chariot and began to test it in the open space. He steered the chariot across the open space, and the huge wheel rolled over the ground, making a low creaking sound. Under his control, the chariot turned and drifted flexibly, showing amazing adaptability and coordination. Crom and Cruci dragged the chariot effortlessly, and their strength and speed perfectly matched the performance of the chariot. The elves stopped to watch, and from time to time they made sounds of amazement and praise.

As we all know, Asrai has no tank units, but sometimes that is not absolute.

Although Breas is of noble blood, he is short among elves, but his heart is as broad as his bear, which is why he is called "Bear Heart". He is a sturdy one. He is sturdy and has agility beyond the elves. When a battle occurs, he will lead his companions into the battlefield, but he never stands on the chariot, but on the yoke, which is the connection between the two bears.

He would run back and forth on the yoke, communicating with his companions and directing the chariot with a series of low growls and grunts. There would also be javelin bags on both sides of the bear, and his specialty was throwing the javelins accurately while the chariot was running wildly.

The "Beast King" Grus, who had degenerated to the point of not speaking, watched the chariot running wildly while communicating with Kallion through shouts and gestures. Two saber-toothed tigers squatted lazily beside him, looking at Kallion curiously with their ears twitched.

The two saber-toothed tigers are called Fang and Claw, and they are a pair of hermaphrodites. They are the last of their kind in the forest. When the forest is threatened by enemies, Grus will be summoned to lead the two saber-toothed tigers to fight alongside their relatives. But he is independent during the battle. He is called the "Beast King" because he can control the beasts. Some giant wolf packs, giant spiders, and bears will join the battle. The beasts will search for prey on the battlefield with their dagger-like fangs. After the battle, they will disappear into the woods after a full meal.

Grus and Breas are members of Les-Kuhn if they are divided by neighboring gangs. Terra, who is said to be the daughter of Orion, is different from the other two. She seems to have an affinity with beasts and is one of the legendary beast messengers. She is surrounded by some giant cats who are also lazily basking in the sun. The Twilight Sisters are even more amazing. As the incarnations of Athel Loren, they are more popular than any other elves, especially in communicating with beasts...

Talos, Findor and Tyrandor were talking in "Eagle Language". In addition to the common label of lord, they also had the label of being able to speak Eagle Language. The three of them had a long history and could communicate with giant eagles. They were sharing their combat experiences and insights while riding giant eagles, and every word was full of wisdom and skills.

They used models to replace real giant eagles, and the model's wings drew graceful arcs in mid-air. Talos described his strategy of diving at the enemy from high in the sky, Fendor described how he used the giant eagle's speed and flexibility to dodge enemy arrows, and Tyrandor described how he used subtle body language and mental connection to improve the efficiency of combat when cooperating with the giant eagle.

Drusala and Colonia sat with the sorceresses, studying a bearskin jacket made of orange fur. This was a gift from Hornberg to Dakwus. This sleeveless jacket was known for regulating the wearer's body temperature, so that the wearer would not feel too cold or too hot regardless of the external environment. This was a good thing in Dakwus's eyes, and he had intended to let the lizardmen of Orbion use it, but the lizardmen of Orbion did not use it, and the lizardmen of Athel Loren used it first.

The sorceresses are concentrating on studying the mechanism of the jacket, hoping to figure out how it works. Athel Loren is still a bit colder than Lustria and the jungles of the Southland, and the lizardmen can't stay in Alanlock to bask in the sun all the time. The environment in the other eleven territories is not as warm as Alanlock. If the secret of this jacket can be cracked and mass-produced, maybe it can be brought back to Naggaroth?

Tolandir was communicating with Serene and Liariel, and a group of wood spirits kept circling around them. Of course, they communicated not with words, but with musical instruments. Tolandir held his lute, his fingertips dancing on the strings, producing a melodious melody. Serene blew the conch horn, and the deep and rich sound intertwined with the crisp sound of the lute.

Liarelle was tuning a five-stringed lute, plucking the strings carefully, and the notes floated in the air. This lute was brought by Daquus from Dragon Rock Castle, and the sound was unique, but she was still unfamiliar with it. However, it was just unfamiliar, and she would soon master the key points of playing after a while.

Dacus had a plan in mind. He asked Liariel to learn how to play the pipa first, and then let Liariel teach him. This way, the pipa would become a medium between the two of them, so that they wouldn't have to have awkward conversations.

Asur and Asrai spellcasters gathered around Sarir and Narhap to learn about magic, exchanging ancient spells and sharing their unique understanding of the flow of the winds of magic.

Sarir's voice was full of wisdom and elegance, and he used concise language to explain complex magic theories. Narhap used a more practical approach to show how to quickly cast powerful spells in battle. The cooperation between the god and the clam made the learning atmosphere tense and exciting, and every spellcaster was immersed in this endless ocean of knowledge.

On the other side, some Asrai were competing with some Asur and Ainir in archery. They stood on a hastily built shooting range, their eyes focused, and the bows and arrows in their hands seemed to have become part of their bodies. Every arrow was shot with precise force and angle, and the air was filled with the hum of bowstrings and the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

After a day of competition, Daxus came to a conclusion: among the average values, the best archers among the four spirits were Asrai and Ainel, Asur ranked second, and Druch... Today's weather is really good, sunny and cloudless.

Daxus turned his gaze towards where the crowd had gathered, where a fierce fist-and-kick fight was taking place.

Bainie, who was shirtless, was fighting with the equally shirtless "Hook Blade" Seonlan. Bainie's punches were as fast as the wind, and each strike was powerful. However, Seonlan was more agile, and he used his agile steps and evasive skills to constantly resolve Bainie's attacks. The two entangled with each other, punching each other, sweat splashing, and the surrounding audience cheered, cheering for the targets they had bet on.

Dacus could sense that Baine was no match for Seonlan. Baine had the advantage in strength, but not in skills and speed. Seonlan, who was on the defensive, seemed to be at ease. It was obvious that he had unique skills in punching and kicking. After all, the "hook blade" was not called that for nothing. Seonlan seemed to be feeding Baine with moves. Usually, Baine's role was reversed at this moment.

"Hey!" Hearing the sound of the chess piece falling, Dacus turned his head and looked at the chessboard. After taking a look, he exclaimed, and then he threw the white piece dropped by Finnubar back into the chess box, "We agreed that the three-three move is forbidden. We can't play here."

Dacus can play Go, but he can't play chess. Finnubar can play chess, but he can't play Go, so he finally compromised and played Gomoku...

The rules of Gobang are simple: three-three is forbidden, four-four is forbidden, and long consecutive moves are forbidden. Without rules, Gobang cannot be played. There are routines. When it comes to a fixed round, the first player to make a move must make a three-three forbidden move.

According to the normal process, Finnubar had already committed a foul when he was in the three-three forbidden position, and a foul meant that he had already lost the game. According to the reading comprehension, does Finnubar have the bad roots of an elf? Short-sighted? Focusing on immediate interests?

Winning or losing a game of chess was not important to Dacus. He did not bet on heaven, earth, or his life, and he did not have the kind of competitive spirit that was always calculating. Playing chess was just a bridge of communication, just like drinking at the dinner table. He and Finnubar needed a medium.

"Sorry... I forgot." Finubar, who was in a state of thinking, came back to his senses and put the chess piece back in place. "Can you be more specific about what you just said?"

"It is a phenomenon that a great country is strong, prosperous and powerful. There are many factors involved, such as a good economy, good management, good customs and habits, smooth flow of trade, and everyone can exchange what they have and what they don't have. In all aspects, a big situation is formed where everything is good. A prosperous economy can support the army and a good bureaucratic team, so the power structure is good. This is the so-called economic foundation.

In addition, we have an open and inclusive mindset, and are influenced by certain philosophies and religions. We are very ambitious and open-minded. We can look at various points to find the reasons why a country is strong. Which of these factors do you think is the most important? "

After Dacius finished speaking, he did not make any move. He held the chess piece in his hand and stared at Finnubar, who was tall, had a narrow face and sharp eyes.

Finnubar is handsome with blond hair according to the elven aesthetic standards. He is known for his "eyes always looking for the next horizon". His green eyes match the thousands of gems inlaid on the Emerald Gate of Lothern. Today he wears a robe of Chinese silk that looks plain at first, but if you study it carefully, you will find that the robe is woven with complex connected patterns.

He did not see anything looking out from behind Finnubar's eyes, something that was neither friendly nor malicious, but more like observing in a very distant way, not like an ordinary elf, but an entity of a completely different species. This was the reaction after stepping into the Holy Fire. Even if protected by the Fire Avoidance Spell, there would be some kind of reaction. While Asuryan cursed the Phoenix King who entered the Holy Fire with the Fire Avoidance Spell, he also observed everything through the Phoenix King's vision. This was very Asuryan...

Finnubar's voice was neither friendly nor cheerful. He had no need to play a role in front of Dacus that tried to reassure people but actually had no connection. Due to years of sailing, his voice was rough, deep, and contained a strange accent. The nasal sound seemed to be consistent with the majestic atmosphere heard on the command deck of the ship.

Dacuus actually described a blueprint to Finnubar through his words, a picture of what Finnubar would look like when he became the Phoenix Queen of Ulthuan, a weak and fat man...

"System? It's the system!" Finnubar first doubted, then immediately confirmed.

"It's the system, the power structure, and perhaps what I just described is what it will be like when you return to Ulthuan.

After all, you have submitted a relatively satisfactory answer this time, established contact with Athel Loren, and established trade relations with Bretonnia. When you return to Altdorf soon, perhaps you will receive a precious gift? The humans who have experienced the Battle of Altdorf will worship us, fear us, and regard us as the incarnation of gods. I have a good personal relationship with the high priest Sigma there. Did Belloda mention it to you?
You will gain greater advantages in diplomacy with the Empire. I think you should build an elven town in Sith Leonask to pave the way for the future a hundred years later. You can also go to Lauren Loren. After we leave, Queen Marest may be very eager for your arrival.

If you want, you can sail your trustworthy ships to Ceatielta to trade with Ainir. Of course, Duruchi ships loaded with Lustria goods will also go there. Maybe it will become an excellent smuggling port? Just don't make Kaia embarrassed. She is my good friend and I like her.

Then you can go to the World's Edge Mountains, like Malekith did at first, to taste the Dwarven beer and establish contact with the Dwarves. Unfortunately, my journey to Elsin Arwen ends here, and I have to return to the New World, otherwise I really want to go with you and see your expression when you drink Dwarven beer. "Darkius did not criticize the system of Ulthuan and the past troubles. He did not want to argue, and there was no point in saying these things. Finnubar could not change anything. After talking for a long time, he dropped a black spot.

Finnubar laughed when he heard about the topic of dwarves, but he did not respond to Dacreus' words. Instead, he lowered his head and remained silent, staring at the chessboard intently.

After finishing the fight, Daxus looked at the fist fight between Baine and Seonlan.

Bainie punched Seonglan in the face, but Seonglan dodged it quickly, then turned around and punched Bainie in the abdomen. Bainie groaned and staggered back. Seonglan, no longer on the defensive, took the opportunity to move forward, left hook and right swing, the continuous attack made Bainie exhausted, then turned around and kicked Bainie to the ground, and the winner was decided.

"Have you ever thought about what it would be like when you are the Phoenix King?" Seeing that there was nothing to watch and that Finnubar was reluctant to make a move, Daxus asked curiously.

"Of course I thought about it before I met you. After I met you, well... to be honest, I also want to return to Ulthuan now. The journey ahead becomes meaningless after what you said. Everything I do next is like a puppet in your hands, without any sense of accomplishment.

I really want to go back to Lothern and tell them what really happened in Athel Loren, and tell them that there is someone like you in Duruki? A being more terrifying than Malekith, but it is meaningless. What will they do after they know? They will only passively defend and wait for your attack. As you said, the system restricts Ulthuan." "You should go and complete the path I have not completed. Although you cannot take back the Phoenix Crown in the Dwarf Treasury, at least thousands of years after the end of the War of Vengeance, the elves and the dwarves have established preliminary contact again.

The elves need to complete their plan in Elsin Alvin, and you are irreplaceable and indispensable. When you return, you will also gain prestige, a voice, and respect from Asur, which is very good for the future.

If you go back now, empty-handed, they will only laugh at you. When you tell them about my story, they will say that you were frightened by a Druki. They will not believe your story. Even if they believe it, they will attack you, slander you, and take this opportunity to deny your favors and promises, and even label you a "collaborator". You don't really want to experience the customs and hospitality of Naggaroth, do you?

Can you imagine what would happen if you told others about walking into the holy fire with the fire-avoiding charm? You are shaking the foundation of their rule. You should think not only for yourself, but also for the people who follow you. They have invested everything in you. "

"Perhaps... you are right. I have to admit that your understanding of them is too accurate. Yes, you are right. I should continue my journey to Elsin Arwen." Finubar was convinced by Dacreus. He thought that Dacreus was right, so right. It was inevitable that he would encounter what Dacreus said after returning to Ulthuan.

"The Asur were corrupted during Bel-Hathor's reign, and they hope that you will bring the courage and strength of the Elven people. You are a seafarer and adventurer, not a decadent sorcerer.

There has never been a more fair and open ruler than you. You are the Phoenix King from Lothern, the first Phoenix King from that city and land, and you embody the virtues of Lothern. This is a sign of the times. "Although Dacuus was a little afraid of Finnubar, he did not try to trick Finnubar into not being the Phoenix King. Finnubar was not stupid at all, but very wise. In his opinion, this did not seem to matter. After his heart was tempered, he evolved again. Besides, Asuryan was still stuck there...

Is the Fire Avoidance Spell really that powerful? Asuryan was watching everything. If Finnubar chose to step into the Holy Fire after knowing what was going on, it would be a provocation. This was not a sacrifice, unless Finnubar did not use the Fire Avoidance Spell and took a gamble. After Bel-Hathor died, when Finnubar stepped into the Holy Fire, it would be the time for Duruchi to complete his war preparations. By then...

"The princes will unite around me? My position will become stronger and stronger, and their strength will become weaker and weaker, at least for a period of time. But things are just as you said just now, Daxus, you are right, this actually can't solve the fundamental problem. The system restricts Asur, and I can't solve any problems even as the Phoenix King.

As a member of the Asur noble system, I cannot shake the system, and Ulthuan does not have the ability to end Naggaroth. I seem to know why you are Duruchi and why the gods chose you. Only external forces, only beings like you can break the shackles, destroy the old order, and establish a new order. Can you tell me about Naggaroth? Now I am full of curiosity about it. "Finubar's eyes were fixed on Daxus, and there was a deep sadness in his voice. His words were helpless and trembling, and his fingers were tightly holding the chess piece, as if the chess piece would fall on the chessboard if he let go.

"Of course, there's actually nothing much to tell about that place. Naggaroth is a place full of bitter cold and despair. The sky is always leaden gray. All year round, the cold wind from the Chaos Wilderness blows, bringing bone-chilling cold. The land has always been frozen, and the ice covers the earth, as if there is no spring forever. Our castles and fortresses in the north are built on steep cliffs, surrounded by endless glaciers and snowfields, with almost no green plants growing.

Survival is a luxury there. Food and resources are scarce, and only the strongest and most cunning of the Duruchi survive. Duruchi are brutally trained from a young age, because that is the only way they can survive in this environment. We learned to fight in the cold and hunt in the dark, because that is the only way to survive.

Naggaroth is not only a geographically bitter and cold place, but also a spiritual purgatory. Every day is an endless war, and every moment is full of life and death tests. There is no mercy, only ruthless struggle and cruel competition. "

Finnubar nodded silently, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He felt that Dacus seemed to be demonstrating the art of speaking. But he did not interrupt or raise any questions. He chose to continue listening to Dacus' words.

"Not all the Duruchi there believe in the Bloody Hand God. Look over there, those warriors believe in the Blade Lord. Some, including me, are chosen by the Blade Lord. There are also some who believe in other Sesarayi pantheons, but this cannot deny the proportion of the Bloody Hand God in the Duruchi's beliefs. The Duruchi you see now are the most sober. There are lunatics everywhere, especially in the north."

"so……?"

"Yes." Daxus dropped the black piece.

"Malekis..."

"He wasn't. When he was young, he went to the Withered Islands and the Temple of Cain. He saw the Sword of Cain that was constantly changing, but he didn't touch it. He fled in panic. Otherwise, history would have been rewritten. He wouldn't have gone to the north, and the civil war would have broken out earlier. You know what happened afterwards. No matter how the two sides fought, he had no intention of picking up the Sword of Cain."

"This..." Finubar, who heard these words for the first time, looked at Dacus in surprise. Looking at Dacus' eyes and expression, he tried to tell whether these words were true or false.

"It's politics! Alandrian's daughter, that crazy woman, is very influential in Naggaroth. Malekith claims to be the son of the God of Bloody Hands and restricts the development of Hellebron in religion and faith, just like Asur. Anyway, those two won't say anything, right?" At this point, Daxus laughed. He felt that all this was too much black humor.

"Yes."

"I am the chief governor of Duruchi. Let me tell you a little secret. Between daydreaming and handling government affairs, Malekith prefers daydreaming. Therefore, I am responsible for the affairs of Naggaroth, all affairs. I am the weightlifting champion of Naggaroth, and the six cities of Naggaroth are on my shoulders. In my opinion, the war between Duruchi and Asur is inevitable, and I am also preparing for it, although it has not yet officially started.

With the blood supply of the Causin Plains, Nagaros will develop, real development, not the intermittent plundering before. Nagaros will no longer be what I just described, the new will replace the old, the children will be educated, not disorderly, the population and the number of troops will increase, and I am the key to it.

So, you know where the key point is, right, me! You can find a chance to kill me, and that route, I don't mind you attacking, on the contrary, I welcome it, after all, this is part of the war, isn't it?
But don't worry, I won't let the Lizardmen participate in the attack on Ulthuan. Their mission is to protect this world, not to participate in the civil war of the elves. Elves are proud, aren't they? You can think of the Kaochen Plain as a colony of Duruchi, just like the colony of Asur, just like you have trade with Cathay. As for whether you develop colonies or not, that is your internal matter. "Dakwus didn't go into too much depth in this regard. He only talked about some things that Beloda would mention to Asur, and didn't talk about things like steel mills that would scare people to death.

"Dakeus, I'm still a little confused. It seems to me that there is no need for you to come to Elsing Alvin?"

"Because what you see is superficial, what you can see with your eyes. I have two identities. As Umak, I need to come here to check the situation. Albion Island and this continent are very important, more important than you can imagine. The forest in the north of the empire and here are both key points. This is related to the future layout and the safety of the world."

"Use your troops against Elsing Alvin? No... Even though we have known each other for a short time, I know this is not your style."

"Yes, this is not my style, but it is also my style. In my opinion, the purpose of the war between Nagarythe and Ulthuan is to allow the elves to complete a true nirvana rebirth, rather than being like it is now. The old system needs to be destroyed and a new system needs to be established. Only under the new system will the elves protect this world.

And Elsin Arwen is the focus of protection, so I came. I think there is no benefit in the elves going to war with humans. Occupy Bretonnia? Occupy the Empire? In my opinion, the system of Bretonnia and Sigmar Empire is essentially the same as that of Ulthuan. They are no longer wild people, no longer tribes, they have evolved into a civilization.

When they face war, they will put aside their differences and stand together. The war will be long-term and will not bring any benefits to the elves. It may be another war of revenge. Death will accompany the war, and the rewards obtained from humans may not be enough to pay the soldiers' pensions.

so……"

"Another way, like Brione, Quinaris?"

"Yes, this is a big game. I plan to focus on Ta Ulishain. As I said the day before yesterday, the elves should be a world empire regardless of whether they use one system or multiple systems. The elves will end the rule of the living dead and take over that land. We can transform the desert there into fertile land and run it with another system."

"What a grand blueprint. As far as I know, it is very vast. Can you elaborate on it?" Finubar was a little stunned. As a well-educated man, he had seen maps and knew how big Ta Ulishain was. He could not imagine the fertile land there and how many people it could support.

"It's nothing, actually. When the new system of Ulthuan enters a period of peace, it will develop rapidly. When it reaches a critical point, we will launch a huge war, a war from south to north. This is why I established friendship with the North Dwarves. Belloda should have told you about these things. But what she didn't know was that one of the big clans of Skaven was entrenched there. That place must be purified. Our army, the Lizardmen and the North Dwarves will use the North Dwarves' fortress as a forward base and march towards the place where the Skaven are entrenched.

We will station a legion in Sith Leonask as a deterrent to ensure the safety of the elves and increase our influence. One or two armies with no more than 100,000 troops will be stationed on the island of Albion. When necessary, the garrison of Albion will enter the Sea of ​​Claws to deter humans or attack the servants of Chaos.

Elsin Arwen should take economic measures to make it our money bag. We should invest and lend money to human nobles, monopolize the export of goods, and exchange the operating rights of canals and mines from humans. In this way, a large amount of wealth will flow back to Ulthuan, and humans will become richer. They will arm more armies to act as a barrier against Chaos.

In addition, forests like Laurent Loren in the north of the empire were once part of Athel Loren, and humans were surrounded by forests. But we are not, we will occupy these forests and maintain the normal operation of the nodes. As you know, protecting these nodes is to protect the Great Vortex and the Oak of Ages.

But this does not mean that we will not use military means there, let humans and dwarves fight alongside us to wipe out the ratmen, and let our influence penetrate into the hearts of humans, which will be very beneficial to our subsequent operations there.

Ta Ulishain should adopt military means. We will control the central sea. The elves and lizardmen will attack there at the same time, clear out the zombies on the surface and the ratmen underground, transform the desert there into fertile land, and run it with another system.

In less than a hundred years, the elves will take root there, providing the food, population and soldiers needed for the elves' development. Part of it borders the Badlands, where we can train soldiers and provide resources for the Lizardmen in the South.

A super-large political integration around the Phoenix King that transcends national boundaries, emphasizes absolute strength and worldwide influence, and establishes the elves' dominant position in the world order!"

The chess piece in Finnubar's hand finally fell onto the chessboard. He was shocked by the grand blueprint described by Dacreus. Although Dacreus' words were shallow, he was not stupid. He could see the scenes hidden deep in the words. He could not imagine how powerful the elves would be at that time, a true world empire.

"You lose." After pushing aside the chess piece that Finnubar had dropped on the chessboard, Dacus placed the chess piece in the position of the long-term forbidden move, and the six black pieces were instantly connected in a row. He did not set the long-term forbidden move rule, he did not cheat, and he won.

"What role will I play in this?" Finnubar looked at the chessboard and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Finubar, you have the talent to be a politician. Believe me, you will become an outstanding politician in the future and you should play a very important role. If possible, I would like to rule the Elven Empire with you. We will play the roles of A and B. We must ensure that the system of Ulthuan can function normally when one of us is not in Ulthuan. You are an excellent messenger, and so am I!" Daxus pondered for a moment, then looked directly into Finnubar's eyes, his expression full of sincerity and determination.

"Do you really think so? Or is it some kind of sweet poison." Finnubar frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I know you have many doubts and worries in your heart. But you can try to believe me. You have a long time to think. There is still some time before the war between Naggaroth and Ulthuan. If possible... can you let your son come to Naggaroth to have a look? Of course, the youngest son, your eldest son is fine.

I don't want Lothern to be destroyed by war. In my opinion, there should be a great title "The City of World Desire"! Lothern should be the largest city in the world, the most glorious city, a city admired by other races. Moreover, there is no need for me to lie to you. As you said, you know me a little bit, don't you? " (End of this chapter)