Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Adjutant Myron was imprisoned in a separate tent.

He was in good spirits. Apart from the sadness between his eyebrows, he did not have any inclination to commit suicide…

Cleveland's voice sounded from outside. "Mr. Myron."

The adjutant said calmly, "Please come in."

The knight walked in and sat opposite him.

The humans and elves looked at each other.

A moment later, Cleveland said, "You look very energetic."

The elf knew what he was talking about. The adjutant was silent for a moment before saying, "Sometimes it takes more courage to live… I wanted to die last night, but now I want to live."

"Because the captain, Sir Taize, and many comrades have displayed the nobleness and responsibility of the elves and paid a huge price… I want to tell their story to my clansmen so that the Twilight Dynasty can remember the names of these heroes and their contributions."

The knight was silent.

There was a long silence.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the elves opposite him. He said seriously, "I swear to you in the honor of a knight that the battle, unyieldingness, sacrifice, and contributions of all the elves of the Wayne Wings will be completely relayed to the Twilight Dynasty, including the humans. I will also remember your names. This is also the promise from the Tedrell family that my master ordered me to tell you."

This solemn promise had a hidden meaning.

Adjutant Myron was not surprised or afraid. He only looked at the other party calmly, as if he did not understand what the knight meant. He said softly, "Why?"

It was indeed difficult to understand.

Under such circumstances, he felt that there was no need for Goethe to silence him.

If he wanted to hide the fact that Goethe had defeated and captured an elf's main ship, he would not promise to completely convey the achievements of the Wayne Wings to the elves.

He seemed to have understood something, but he still said indifferently, "The war has already progressed to this extent. Could it be that you're still afraid of the revenge of the Twilight Dynasty?"

The knight shook his head and said, "There's no need to provoke me. The Goethe people are never afraid."

Adjutant Myron looked straight at the other party. "Then let me rest in peace."

The knight thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright… let me ask you a question, Adjutant Myron. If I bring you back to the continent alive and let you return to the Twilight City, will you hide your knowledge and experience on the Holy Seal Islands when you're questioned by the council?"

Adjutant Myron replied, "No."

"This is the reason," Cleveland said frankly. "We don't want any details of this battle to be known to outsiders, because we want to hide the role of a person in this war. We're not afraid of the elves' revenge, but we don't want an innocent person to be involved in this. This is the reason."

Adjutant Myron closed his eyes.

Elves were smart and suspicious.

Last night, he did not sleep at all and deduced everything from beginning to end. The overwhelming military strength and the overwhelming performance of the ship were inexplicably wiped out.

They fell into the trap step by step. From the loss of contact with the investigation team to the discovery of the fragment of the sacred tool, then to the dazzling pillar of light that soared into the sky, and finally to the trap of death. The Wayne Wings was attacked, and the battleship was seized and controlled in a short period of time. It was clearly an anti-magic domain, but the ballista was still injected with magic energy. Every step corresponded.

Sir Taize said that the people who planned the ambush were proficient in mathematics, and the Goethe people were only a group of barbarians.

There was the strange magic tool tied to the pigeon.

After he entered the rift valley, the extremely shocking images he saw

When he finally detonated the magic core, he saw a black-haired Cathayan. He was surrounded by a group of animals. His clothes were completely different from the Goethe people, more like… the humans in the video.

He had once thought that this was completely a trap and that those images had been created through some magic method.

However, from the looks of it…

The elf said in a low voice, "So, that Cathayan… is really not a Cathayan."

The knight's gaze suddenly became as sharp as an eagle.

Adjutant Myron did not seem to have seen such a murderous gaze. He said softly, "I was crying last night, but I was secretly watching. He left early and only has a temporary cooperative relationship with you. He's not a close ally, right? He's even more intimate with the animals on the island, which means that he's a resident of the island."

The knight said coldly, "You said he's not from Cathay."

"That's right…" Adjutant Myron smiled and said, "We blocked your route, preventing the East from communicating with the continent. You rarely see the Cathayans, but we can. The Cathayans won't wear that kind of clothes, nor will they wear that kind of hairstyle, let alone carry that kind of weapon. Most importantly, it's their temperament."

"The nobles of Cathay are even more arrogant than the Elven royal family. The commoners of Cathay are even timider than the beggars of the elves. The former disdain to speak to you, and the latter doesn't dare to speak to you. One looks at the sky, and the other looks at the ground. However, when that black-haired person left, he greeted everyone. His tone and attitude did not change because of the other party's identity… There will definitely not be such a person in Cathay."

At this point, he chuckled softly, "How lucky, Goethe."

The knight did not comment. His expression did not change as he said calmly, "Since you've thought to this point, you can understand our motives, right? Elves, your courage and responsibility make me admire and praise you, but unfortunately, I have to make such a choice. Do you have any last words and wishes?"

Adjutant Myron was still smiling. "Yes."

"What?"

The elf said, "Can you let me see that Cathayan? I want to talk to him."

The knight rejected flatly, "No."

The elf continued, "I swear on my dignity, honor, and soul as an elf that I won't do anything to hurt him. I just want to talk to him."

Cleveland raised his eyebrows and said, "About what?"

The adjutant said softly, "I want to tell him that the elves are actually not as bad as he thinks."

The knight said coldly, "You invaded for no reason, killed wantonly, and started a war. You're just that bad."

The elf revealed a mocking smile. "What about you?"

The knight snorted.

"You force your good intentions on others and stop him from looking at the matters of the other world fairly from other channels. Are you righteous?"

Adjutant Myron said indifferently, "Why don't you ask him what he thinks?"

The knight said in a low voice, "He doesn't understand your language."

"I know the human language." Adjutant Myron switched to the standard common language of the continent's humans and revealed a standard elven elegant smile, "Humans, you're not the only ones who will take the initiative to understand your opponent."

Cleveland was about to say something when a whisper suddenly came from outside, "Knight, Mr. Kang De is here."

Myron's smile revealed a certain smugness of victory.

"…Hmm? That elf wants to see me?" Kang De asked. "Why?"

The knight looked a little embarrassed and did not know where to start.

As a knight, his creed did not allow him to lie and hide, but from the perspective of a simple patriot, he was unwilling to let Kang De see a cunning elf.

Tina said, "Talk to him, but be careful."

Kang De and Cleveland looked at her.

The girl tucked her beautiful hair behind her ear and smiled lightly, "At most, he'll say some bad things. However, Goethe people do things upright and have no selfish thoughts. What's there to be afraid of?"

After a while, Kang De saw the tied-up elf.

"Good day, sir."

Sharp ears, a majestic figure, and a tough face.

A burly man.

Kang De sat opposite him. "Hello."

They communicated in the human language of the other world.

No, rather than calling it communication, it was more accurate to say that the other party had been staring at Kang De unilaterally.

It was as if it wanted to see through his soul.

Kang De felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. "You want to see me? What's the matter?"

He remained vigilant.

Kang De was originally unwilling to see any elves.

It was mainly because of his guard… The collapse of the Wayne Wings could be said to have been caused by Kang De. The deaths of nearly 500 elves could be considered the mastermind. If the elves in front of him knew about this, they would definitely take revenge on him at all costs, and he would definitely blow up their heads.

However, he still agreed to this meeting.

Perhaps it was because of some respect… He had originally thought that the elves were a group of battle maniacs and had nothing else to ask for other than to burn, kill, and plunder, but he had made such a choice and sacrifice.

"I want to ask you a question."

If anyone else was present, they would definitely be shocked. Kang De did not have a comparison, so he did not know that this was a kind of courtesy. Generally speaking, it was impossible for elves to maintain such politeness and respect for humans.

Myron said, "If our identities were reversed and the elves escaped to this island, were hunted by the Goethe people, and showed you absolute friendliness and respect… what would the outcome have been?"

Kang De's gaze suddenly changed.

—He actually knows.

"Don't worry, the Goethe people didn't tell me. I guessed it myself."

Adjutant Myron said calmly, "You helped Goethe win this battle. I understand this. We were defeated by your strategy and strength, but I can also tell you clearly that the current me doesn't have any hatred or revenge for you. Moreover, I can't do anything. Now, as a defeated and captured soldier, I only want to talk to you. Can you answer my question?"

Kang De slowly calmed down.

Then, he pondered.

He thought of the classic scene of a Western fantasy novel in his early years—traveling through another world and encountering beautiful and kind elves, as well as the ferocious slave traders.

There was most likely only one development in the plot—to kill the slave traders.

If…

He replied, "That depends on what you and Goethe did. Elf, thank you for your honesty. I'll also answer you frankly. I helped Goethe to protect myself because you're from another race and have extremely racist tendencies. You even started an invasion war—did the Goethe people lie?"

Myron shook his head with a wry smile.

Kang De continued, "I think after you board the island and kill all the Goethe people and discover me, there's a high chance that you'll take unfriendly measures against me. What do you think?"

The adjutant sighed and nodded.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then, can I think that you're evaluating a faction according to actions and not appearances? In other words, if the elves are invaded and Goethe is the one who started the war, will you help the elves?"

—That depends on whether there are any beautiful ladies here.

Just joking.

Kang De nodded. "Yes, I have my own morals and code of conduct."

This was an alternate world.

He was an Earthling.

Therefore, if the Goethe people were all evildoers, he would not agree with their actions. He would not think that they could bully and enslave other races just because they looked like humans.

Taking a step back, even if he saw a Chinese man beating up a foreigner on the way, he would go forward and ask about the situation before choosing to interfere.

The elf smiled. "Thank you for this answer. I'm very happy and happy. In return, please allow me to give you a piece of advice."

Kang De raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

The elf tried his best to lean forward and look at Kang De. He said word by word, "Be careful of humans."

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