The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 106 Humans: No Questions About the Past, No Desire for the Future
No, sister, what's wrong with you?
You should act like you really hate this corrupt magic, and then curse it with me!
Elf was confused.

It's important to know that even without the mission to "disrupt the establishment of diplomatic relations between humans and elves," under normal circumstances, a traditional sun elf like Leah would also greatly dislike undead.

You shouldn't be smiling politely like this at all!

Remembering his father's words that he should learn from his sister during this trip, Prince Elf tried to guess what his sister was thinking at this moment.

"Oh I see."

"When my sister saw that the elven delegation encountered such depraved things as soon as they arrived on the land of the human kingdom, she must have felt confident that the mission to disrupt the establishment of diplomatic relations between humans and elves was a sure thing, which is why she was so happy!"

Prince Elf's thoughts raced, and he suddenly understood his sister's intention:
“Yes, we two Sun Elves forced our way in halfway through, which is suspicious enough.”

“If I start by hurling insults, wouldn’t that make it clear that we’re here to sabotage the peace talks? That’s definitely inappropriate.”

"You should first act like your older sister, pretending to be easygoing and trying to tolerate the depravity and rudeness of humanity. Only when you can no longer bear it and suddenly explode will your performance be more natural!"

At this moment, Elf finally understood Princess Lia's good intentions.

Hmph! Is this the guy who's destined to be the Elf King? He's got some cunning, after all.

At this moment, Princess Lia, with a stiff smile, faced Elian, who had come to receive the delegation, and simply nodded mechanically without saying a word.

What can I say?

The King of Mankind has all the leverage over us, so we can't very well speak ill of humans in front of Elion, can we?

"Seymour, did you teach necromancy to humans?"

One of the moon elf emissaries glanced at the zombies smearing ash in the distance and whispered to Seymour beside him.

Seymour spread his hands and responded in a low voice:

"It's true that I taught them. But I only taught them normal necromancy spells that weaken enemies, such as [Weakening Ray], [Energy Depletion], and [Curse of Death]. I didn't teach them any spells that create undead."

"Necromanticism, which manipulates the dead, was probably learned by humans through trial and error."

Seymour was telling the truth.

Necromancy, which creates the dead, is considered evil and corrupt magic in the elven realm.

He doesn't even know how!
At this moment, the moon elf mage who had taught humans magic was also a little embarrassed.

"This is bad. The delegation witnessed necromancy that manipulates the undead, and several people have objections to it. The sun elf prince Elf even started cursing."

"Seymour, use your brain and think about how you should speak up for humanity in this situation?"

"Her Majesty's orders are to be as generous as possible to humanity."

"But how should we praise such forbidden magic as manipulating the dead?"

Seymour's thoughts raced, his mind working at breakneck speed.

Just then, Elion, with a smile on his face, walked over to the furious Prince Elf and the other elven emissaries who looked somewhat embarrassed upon seeing the undead, and introduced them with a smile:
“Your Highness Elf, Your Highness Seymour, and everyone else, I know you are concerned about the negative energy pollution caused by the undead.”

"The undead creation techniques we use are different from the [corpse manipulation] spells of those goblin orc priests."

"We are using a completely new, improved technology."

"All the spirits are absolutely clean and uncontaminated. They have all undergone a strict sealing process during the final product manufacturing process, and there is no leakage of any negative energy!"

Are there no spirits polluted by negative energy?
The elves were all extremely surprised to hear this.

This completely overturned their existing understanding.

"Is there really such a thing?"

One of the moon elf emissaries walked up to a dead spirit and cast a prophetic spell, a deep blue light emanating from his eyes.

"Really, there isn't a single trace of negative energy detectable in the surroundings!"

"Are there really spirits in the world that don't continuously leak negative energy or pollute the environment?"

"I don't understand, how did they do that?"

The elves were all extremely surprised.

"My God!"

Seymour suddenly made an extremely exaggerated expression.

The moon elf mage grabbed Elian's hand: "An undead that won't leak negative energy. This is a groundbreaking invention that overturns the very principles of magic!"

"Because of the potential for negative energy leakage from the undead, our Elven Royal Court has never dared to promote necromancy, which creates undead, and considers it a taboo."

"You actually solved this age-old problem; you've truly surpassed your predecessors!"

"Before we leave, could you teach us this technology? The Wang court is willing to pay a hefty sum to purchase it."

Seymour's voice and demeanor were incredibly exaggerated; he held Elian's hand and shook it tremblingly, showering him with praise.

The other elven emissaries, upon seeing the undead who wouldn't cause negative energy pollution, would merely sigh a few times and ponder a question in their minds:
"Is necromancy technology that doesn't cause negative energy pollution still taboo?"

But influenced by Seymour's exaggerated performance, everyone suddenly felt that humans had indeed made amazing inventions.

Seeing Seymour's frantic praise, the elf prince Elf frowned, a surge of anger rising within him:

Seymour, what do you mean?
"Because of the potential for negative energy leakage from the undead, our Elven Royal Court has never dared to promote necromancy, which creates undead, considering it a taboo..."

Isn't your subtext saying that if the undead weren't contaminated by negative energy, our elven race would also freely use necromancy to create the undead?

That's definitely not the case!
Even if there are no inherent dangers, necromancy, which creates the dead, is still a taboo that is filthy, depraved, and evil!

Elf raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly:
"An undead that doesn't generate negative energy pollution? That's quite impressive."

"But the king of mankind, the undead, is inherently filthy and depraved, a product driven by negative energy. They are evil that violates the laws of nature and should not exist in this world."

"Can you ensure that a single undead spirit does not emit negative energy, and guarantee that every undead spirit is so safe and unpolluted?"

Elian, seemingly unfazed by the question, smiled faintly and said:

“Our necromancers have all undergone professional technical training and follow standardized operating procedures throughout the process. All finished products are also subject to inspection.”

"If there are spirits leaking negative energy, this indicates poor quality control and is a serious production error."

"The person in charge will be held accountable."

"In serious cases, the license to manufacture undead will be revoked!"

Poor quality control?

Manufacturing error?

The person in charge was held accountable?

What, a "license to create undead"? This thing even needs a license?
What are all these new terms?

Prince Elf was suddenly exposed to many words he had never heard of before.

But vaguely, I felt that I could understand its meaning.

The next instant, the conservative sun elf prince shuddered, suddenly realizing a fact that sent a chill down his spine and a cold shiver down his spine:
Humans have completely dispelled the seriousness of undead creatures and necromancy.

They viewed the necromancy process of creating the undead as merely part of a production process, treating magic with a purely utilitarian, instrumental perspective.

This is a way of thinking that is completely different from that of the elves.

At this moment, Elf, the prince of the Sun Elf, felt a fear originating from the depths of his heart, and suddenly understood the words his father had entrusted to him and his sister before their departure:

“A race that believes in an evil god is terrible, but a race that does not believe in a god is terrifying.”

"Human beings are a race without gods. They do not seek an afterlife, but only cherish this life. Therefore, they are bound to be devoid of reverence and insatiably greedy."

God knows what such a race will become if it grows and develops in the future.
At this moment, Elf was truly afraid, and even felt that the elven values ​​he had established over hundreds of years were being challenged by something new.

He felt a deep-seated fear, worried about the future growth and development of this race called humanity.

At this moment, Elf realized that the other elves, apart from himself, were unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

The elven envoys, captivated by Seymour Moon Whisper's exaggerated performance, focused all their attention on the "safe and pollution-free undead manufacturing process."

A large group of elven mages gathered around King Elion of Mankind, earnestly discussing relevant technical issues, their eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Elian, like a patient and encouraging teacher, used illusions to project one spell model after another, patiently answering everyone's questions.

At this moment, there was only a group of knowledge-seeking mages. There were no elves, no humans, no gods.

(End of this chapter)