ebookland Chapter 447 Human Supremacist?
Chapter 447 Human Supremacist?
Each tribe has a different way of recording history. Although here, as the dwarf administrator said, the deeds are indeed recorded on stone tablets that cannot be erased or modified, it is obvious that these recorders do not follow the human way of recording, and their recording can even be described as random.
Most of the stone slabs had no time records at all, but instead exaggerated narratives like biographical stories, and Lilith moved several slabs with a hammer here and a stick there before finally seeing something interesting.
"'Bone of Cold Steel, Soul of Dragon's Tears'?" Bored Leila saw what Lilith was looking at and walked over with raised eyebrows.
"——A tremor that shook the earth came from the depths of the Bronze Mountains. The Frost Titans, who were over ten meters tall, followed the map drawn by the Human King Zora and trudged across the thousand-year-old frozen soil. Finally, on the seventh day of the Thunder Moon, they joined our tribe at the Thunder Anvil Fortress..."
This seems to record the alliance between the dwarves and the giants, but why does Cold Steel appear? Leila continued to read with curiosity.
"In the fortress surrounded by the lava river, our king Morse took off his armor and accepted the Frost Covenant handed over by the giant under the witness of the human king Zora. The blood of the warriors of the two tribes dripped onto the animal skin roll at the same time. The ancient ice and fire runes suddenly rose into the air and intertwined into a double-headed warhammer totem on the dome. The forging heritage began on this day..."
"That is to say, during the Holy War, Zora facilitated an alliance between different tribal races and persuaded the dwarves to pass on the blacksmithing technology to the giants." Lilith whispered, imagining the legendary scene in her mind, and was once again convinced by Zora's personal charm. What a great deception skill he must have.
"——Thirty dwarven master craftsmen set up a special anvil in the molten fire hall. The Titan apprentices knelt on one knee to see the details of the forging. When the dwarves took the first giant axe out of the cold water, even the volcano trembled. It turned out that the Titan patriarch threw the tears of the frost dragon, which had been worshipped for generations, into the furnace. The azure dragon tears blended perfectly with the red molten steel to create a new magic weapon.
The giant used this weapon and resisted the huge beast tide from the dimensional rift near the fortress with only 100 people. The alliance was amazed. Zora named this magic weapon "Dragon Steel". If the dragon's tears were not added, it would be called "Cold Steel". Ah..."
Leila showed a surprised expression on her face. "I always thought that the lineage of the craftsmen in Dragonfang Castle had Titan blood was just a legend. Could it be true?"
Lilith continued reading. "In the Heritage Temple of Thunder Anvil Fortress, the magic furnace, which is a combination of the Dwarven precision craftsmanship and the Titans' innovative ideas, spews out blue and red flames day and night. Weapons are sent to the battlefield as soon as they are forged. My king Morse personally engraved "Cold Steel Forged Bones, Dragon Tears For Soul" on the furnace wall to bear witness to this legend of ice and fire tempering together."
Wow, Lilith couldn't help but show amazement on her face, and couldn't help but touch the sword at her waist. She didn't expect that the cold steel had such a great origin. It was a low-end version of the legendary magical weapon Dragon Steel that was used to repel the void beasts!
"Sister~" A sweet voice suddenly came from the side, and Lilith shivered with fright.
"What are you doing?" Lilith looked at Leila who suddenly came close to her in horror. There must be something wrong when something is abnormal. It must be something bad that this little girl called her sister.
Leila's eyes were gleaming as she leaned close to her and whispered, "Do you think your tears can be made into dragon steel? After all, you were somewhat stained with it. If we can restore real dragon steel, wouldn't ordinary warriors also have the ability to deal with void beasts on their own?"
There is no swordsman who does not yearn for more powerful weapons, not to mention that dragon steel and cold steel have such a deep connection. Leila held the hilt of the sword and looked at Lilith with eyes full of longing, which was very cute.
"...No, I don't think so." Lilith shook her head dryly. If she could, she would get some and give it to Bobby first. She leaned closer to Leila's head and responded in a lower voice, "You know, I, I don't think I'm pure..."
Leila lowered her head in disappointment, then straightened up and glanced at her, "You are so useless."
Tsk, she knew it! Lilith looked at her sister who left her and walked aside, and reluctantly stuffed the stone slab back onto the stone shelf. She couldn't help but think, no wonder the dwarf emphasized that he needed the Dragon's Tears before he was willing to cooperate with Catherine, it was so useful, but the only dragon she knew about was -
"see this!"
Lucas called out to everyone, and he chose a stone tablet from among the many and began to read aloud.
"When the Human King Zora's bull-horn scepter smashed the long table of the Alliance Council Hall for the third time, everyone finally realized that the Human King who had blown the charge horn before the war had already been tempered by the throne into a completely different person!"
Such a record with obvious emotions made everyone, including Catherine, look up.
"Border fortresses implement a body search system, large-scale spells require the Queen's approval before they can be used, dark spells are no longer allowed in human city-states, and alien races cannot intermarry with humans at will... These laws are like thorny chains that tighten the flesh and blood of the various races in the alliance and hurt the hearts of the people.
The first thing to break was the backbone of the Night Demons. After the first harvest festival of the Holy Calendar, the twin heroes, Naga and Erinyeks, tore up the hero sash because they could not accept the regulations for regulating the Night Demons. They took the twelve shadow spires and sank into the darkness, never to be seen again. Since the death of our king, three of the long tables filled with heroes have been empty. The founder of the former covenant is forging the future of many tribes into a pair of dragon steel shackles with his own hands..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The smacking of lips echoed in the huge stone chamber. Lucas sighed with some gloating sarcasm, "This is Bishop, it seems that even the great human king is only this good. When the great crisis is over, he will start to settle accounts with the people around him. Alas, there is nothing new in history. Oh, poor twin heroes..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Catherine, but she just listened quietly and thoughtfully, with no emotion on her face at all. Lucas curled his lips, feeling a little bored, and shut up and remained quiet.
"It turns out that the Jihad Alliance was disbanded so early. No wonder we know nothing about this." Jaina couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. "The Human King is so different from what I imagined. Alas..."
Lilith hadn't expected that there were so many stories buried in the long river of history. In the dwarves' narrative, Zora went from being highly respected in the beginning to being criticized with contempt in the end. But it was only a short period of a dozen years. Could people really change so drastically? Moreover, the regulations she drafted even included a clause that did not allow aliens to intermarry with humans at will. Could it be that Zora finally became a complete human supremacist?
its not right!
Lilith looked at Catherine, who was bowing her head and not saying anything, in confusion. In the dim room, her silver hair shone softly, and she was as beautiful as a god. If that was the case, where did the elven blood of the Bishop family come from? Could it be that the queen was a double standard person who only allowed the governor to set fire?
"Ah, look at this." Hannah, who was concentrating on copying the words on the slate with pen and paper, suddenly called out.