Chapter 847

"Freedom should be above everything, free from restraint and persecution."

"That's what elves should pursue."

"Power, wealth, desire... When the elves choose to pursue these things, you are the real rebels."

Irina's voice is not big, but clearly into the wind forest of every fairy ear.

The elves on the scene gradually calmed down, and their faces showed the color of thinking, while some elves showed the color of shame.

"It's really similar to her majesty..." Helena looked at Elena, her eyes flashed a trace of nostalgia, she thought of some people, thought of her majesty, who was suffering with her people in the war years.

At that time, under the tree of life, there was a dispute about freedom between them.

Finally, she convinced the queen, and then the concept of family began to emerge in the wind forest.

What is freedom?

That night, she once said to her majesty, "without strength, what about freedom?"

Even now, she still insists on her own ideas and ideas, but, standing here today, she doesn't want to repeat that sentence with Elena.

Maybe she's really old.

Or maybe Elena, who is still as stubborn as a girl, is not the queen who has experienced hundreds of years of racial war after all. Since she knows that it doesn't make sense, there's no need to say any more.

As for the freedom of those wandering elves, what does it matter to her?

The freedom she wanted was the freedom in the forest, the freedom to resist the enemy 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, the soldiers guarding the most dangerous frontier, also heard Irina's words.

Tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, ran across the harsh lettering on their faces, and dropped to the ground.

"Rebels"

What a disgusting word, but it was engraved on their faces.

At that time, they or their ancestors shed their blood in order to protect the wind forest, so that the elves had a place in Nolan.

After the end of the war, they chose to leave the place where their comrades and relatives were buried, to seek their own freedom in the distance, and to forget the days of blood and fire by wandering.

Then, they wait for the butcher's knife from the people.

Overnight, all the elves who left the wind forest were regarded as rebels, while the demons and orcs who had invaded the wind forest and slaughtered the elves wantonly were entrusted by the elves and picked up the butcher's knife again.

The free wandering elves in mainland China were besieged and slaughtered. Those who survived were tortured by Prajna Prajna. They were auctioned at underground auctions or sent back to the wind forest to become slaves of various families.

This is the death of the wandering spirit.

The helpless elves had hoped that the good queen would end all this.

But, No.

The queen seemed to know nothing about it and had never even expressed any opinion on it.

In other words, this is the will of her majesty.

No elves know, because over the past decades, her majesty has held annual sacrificial ceremonies, and hardly appeared in front of the elves.

In order to satisfy their desire, more and more mercenaries captured the elves and acted more and more wildly.

Faced with a large number of mercenaries, the wandering elves have little resistance.

They were escorted to the forest of the wind, branded as rebels and dark magicians, and forced to accept the baptism of the so-called water of life.

Beautiful Elves were chosen as servants, while ordinary and old Elves were engraved with the word "rebel" on their faces and became slaves.

The Elven code has set them layers of shackles, and the strict hierarchy has put them in the bottom layer, unable to break free, or even dare not struggle.

Perhaps there were elves who pitied them and helped them.

The most famous and the most unaware of Her Highness is princess Irina.

She hunted in Nolan and took the mercenary regiment as the target. In a few years, she exterminated countless mercenary regiments, killed demons and orcs, and disappeared for a time.

Her appearance is like a glimmer of dawn in the hearts of vagrants.

They have even begun to imagine that if one day he becomes the queen of the wind forest, all this may come to an end, and they will finally ask for their slave status and set foot on the journey to seek freedom again.

However, just three years ago, Alex was killed and Elena disappeared.

The long hidden mercenary regiment reappeared and continued to pursue the wandering elves crazily. The dawn went out and everything returned to darkness and despair.

But two months ago, Elena showed up again.

First, Hubert was killed, and the queen was asked to amend the elves code. Then, Cobell, who was in the mercenary corps, was killed, and the captured Elves were released.

The words that spread all over the forest of the wind touched the softness of their hearts.

It turns out that some people understand their hearts, and there are elves. They remember the ancestral precepts of the elves and know what the elves have been really pursuing.

"What's this?" McGonagall, who was looking for ducks on the waddinger lake, looked back in the direction of the wind forest, his eyes narrowed.

Just then, two colorful ducks suddenly flew from the reed marshes.

"I found you at last!" McGonagall's eyes lit up, he dived down on the Griffin, turned around on his back and grabbed one of them by the neck.

The red top of the head, mixed with three colors, daubed in a random way. The red top three flower duck, as fat as a swan, is really ugly.

"Ah Zi, turn around and go to the wind forest." McGonagall put the duck on the Griffin's back, and his voice sank.

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"Nonsense!" Berg a rebuke, shock people out of the swing state of mind.

Although the heads of the major families look complicated, their hearts are particularly firm. Now no matter who they are, they can not give up their rights and the benefits and status that this right can bring them.

And what Irina wants to do is subvert all this.

So she is their enemy.

Berg looked at the elders of the Presbyterian group sitting on the Presbyterian table with a solemn look, and said in a deep voice: "all elders, I and the patriarchs ask for the removal of Elena, abolish her mana, please make a ruling!"

"The behrmans have asked the Presbyterian Council to remove Elena!"

"The Earhart family asked the Presbyterian Council to remove Elena! Severe punishment

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One by one, the patriarchs of the families raised their voices and asked the Presbyterian group to remove Irina. There are eight families, and there are also ordinary small families, accounting for more than half of them.

Irina looked at the elves, her face full of irony,.

The elder sitting in the middle stood up slowly and said in a deep voice: "according to the regulations, three or more of the eight families will automatically enter the voting procedure of the Presbyterian group. Now, please vote on whether to recall Princess Irina!"