Chapter 1220 1202. Future Plans
As soon as Lan En said his words, Margarita and Sakia first looked at the Witcher in surprise, and then they reacted and turned their surprised gazes to One-Eye of elves.
Iorveth acted much calmer.
“No right fruit can grow from a dirty foundation.”
The Scoia'tael commander, who is known for his ruthless reputation for 'indiscriminate attacks', is now quite philosophical. said.
"Since Alerion destroyed the elves' reproductive potential as a race, we have learned to submit to human rule."
"The human nation was built on the ruins of the elven palaces, and we elves Living in a human country."
"We are widely distributed, and we are found in every country, but our situation is very different in every country."
" In the past two hundred years, countless elves have cried bitterly and thanked the gods just to meet a lord who can tolerate and trust non-human races. But as I said before, these are as empty and unreliable as bubble phantoms. ”
“The only one who can save us is ourselves! The help of others will one day be unreliable!”
"But the race of elves is no longer on the stage." Margarita pointed out one point calmly but pointedly. "Population. As the most basic attribute of a race, your population is too small."
Iorveth was blunt about Margarita's sharp doubts.
“Yes, there is no doubt that the elves have actually failed in the racial struggle two hundred years ago.”
“So I don’t dare to hope that the elves can return. To the historical status before human beings landed, this stupid idea never appeared in my mind."
"Now, there is only one goal that is most likely to be achieved and worth pursuing."
The one-eyed elf raised a finger and gestured to everyone around the campfire.
But it was not him who spoke in the end, but Lan En who responded to him under his eager and even flinching gaze given his small expectations.
The witcher calmly looked at the swaying bonfire and said.
"——Equality of races. Elves, dwarves, halflings, humans. Equality of all people."
Iorveth pursed his lips and nodded, while Saskia was enlightened. , but still turned to look at the demon hunter with a bit of confusion.
"Elves alone can't accomplish anything." Lan En continued, "So we must involve everyone and paint a common vision for everyone."
"The irony is."< br>
As he spoke, Lan En finally moved his eyes away from the flames, and looked at the thoughtful Saskia and Iorveth with great interest.
“Just because we want to win over everyone and promise them a fair and just future, it is best that the leader is not one of these inhuman races.”
“Otherwise you guys You will have constant internal doubts, suspecting that other non-human races are using you as a target to attract firepower.”
"And those who meet the requirements, have a true concept of equality in their hearts, and are strong enough not to die halfway."
The demon hunter smiled self-evidently, and at the same time tapped his chest with his finger, There is also the green dragon female warrior on the other side.
If you want to accomplish great things, a correct and suitable leader is the most important thing.
Like Iorveth, his ideas are bold enough while considering reality.
Although he hasn't said it clearly yet, Lan En already knows it completely: he wants to build a city, or even a country, that is different from the four northern countries and can truly treat non-human races and humans as equals.
But just having ideas is useless.
His identity and position are destined to fail to unite the majority of people who need to be united in the process of leading to this goal. He could only unite the elves.
His leadership ability and charisma do not support him in breaking down barriers and going further.
So, he needs to find a real leader.
A person who can agree with his ideas and has advantages that he does not have becomes a leader.
No such person can be found, which is why Iorveth went out of his way to raise a Scoia'tael team.
But now two appeared in front of him!
It was once just a castle in the air, with only a rough outline of an idea, but now in front of Iorveth, the possibility of its realization was revealed!
“You want to build a free city, like Novigrad?”
Margarita shook her head as if she was laughing, and raised her wine glass to take a sip.
"The current situation? It's really a bit of a fantasy."
This is not to look down on Iorveth's ideals, but Margarita knows that the current situation is complicated, and the establishment of Novigrad is by no means that simple. .
Novigrad is built on the delta of the estuary of the Pontar River, and its geographical advantages are endless.
In addition, it is also the area where humans first landed and established city-states, and it is the place where the accumulation is the deepest.
What followed was repeated political strife and international friction, which finally contributed to the status of this free city-state as the 'Pearl of the North'.
Does the current international situation and geographical factors support this condition?
The north has been developed by humans for hundreds of years. This place is not very big to begin with. How can there be no owner's land?
Every place has its own place, who is willing to cut off a piece of flesh?
Down? That's even more impossible.
The Scoia'tael's guerrilla tactics are annoying. Humans would be very happy if they went out of the mountains and fought head-on.
Moreover, at this juncture of unprecedented confrontation between the North and the South, the Scoia'tael Party still has a guise of 'resistance under oppression'. The people are not that angry towards them, and they only think that resistance from inhuman races is normal.
But if they start to occupy the city, then they are nakedly siding with the Nilfgaard Empire. No matter what you say, it doesn't work, it's enough to be designated as an 'enemy', and it can be eliminated without any hindrance.
So in Margarita's view, the one-eyed elf's idea was indeed a good one, but because it was out of time, there was no room for it to be implemented under the tide of the times and the situation. However, just when the sorceress's interest waned, she turned around to see her lover's expression.
“.” Margarita’s expression that originally sighed and shook her head suddenly froze.
Because she felt a hint of familiarity in Lan En's eyes that seemed to be calmly looking at the firelight.
When he first entered Aretuosa to recuperate, he said he was going to Vizima to find someone to settle the score, and that was the look in his eyes.
At that time, she persuaded Lan En, saying that there was no rush, but what the outcome would be. Now Vizima is basically known to everyone.
Once he makes a decision, nothing can stop him.
“You can’t be.” Margarita still looked at the witcher in disbelief, “Do you think this can happen?”
The one-eyed elf, who had been helplessly turned away by the sorceress's sarcastic remarks, now turned his head with a serious expression.
“There is indeed a chance.”
Lan En said bluntly.
Margarita frowned at first, but then she could only sigh helplessly.
"You have already had an idea, right? You have long been impatient with stupid nobles and fat-minded officials, right?"
"I have never concealed this in front of you."
"But you never said clearly that you wanted to do this." Margarita was speechless and choked, but then she shook her head and smiled bitterly. "Forget it, I can't stop you anyway."
"But you'd better think clearly, dear, this is not an easy thing. Even Philippa, the most ambitious among us, I I don’t think she is like that.”
At the end of the sentence, Margarita felt that she was a little short of words and could not accurately describe her inner feelings.
“Such a subversive idea.”
But Lan En actually only cares about Margarita's approval. After getting the sorceress's helpless but almost doting agreement, Lan En smiled.
He put his elbows on his knees, but his eyes turned to Sakia next to him.
On the other side, Iorveth asked eagerly.
"What do you mean by 'there is a chance'?"
"It means that there is still a chance to get a city in a legitimate name. A little legitimate."
Lan En narrowed his eyes and rubbed his fingers thoughtfully.
Now that he has decided to do something, after a fierce battle with the Tyrannosaurus Rex, he is starting to get excited again.
Fight, then conquer, formulate strategies and policies, and expand the scale.
Just thinking about this series of things made him feel a little relieved.
I don’t know if it’s because of the influence of the memories and instincts of superhuman soldiers from the interstellar era in the [Gene Seed].
Or maybe he has endured this muddy world for too long.
Although because of his outstanding abilities, he has already established a foothold in this magical Middle Ages, and is getting better and better.
But his outlook on life and values still make him feel awkward and uncomfortable here all the time.
"Aden."
After entering a slightly excited state, Lan En's tone turned out to be unprecedentedly rational and calm.
He named a country and turned his head east.
Across the valley along the south bank of the Pontar River is Aedirn, one of the four northern kingdoms.
"That is the largest grain exporter in the north. This time Demavi is eager to solve the problem in the Pontal Valley, so as not to affect the river transportation of grain exports."
"Then What does this have to do with the legitimate name?”
Iorveth obviously didn’t follow Lan En’s train of thought, he asked doubtfully.
The demon hunter also answered clearly and logically.
“A large amount of Aedirn’s grain is used for export to make money. This is of course nothing in normal times.”
“But now we see constant friction between the north and Nilfgaard, and the situation is tense. Important grain But it is still mainly used to make money, rather than to be used as food reserves."
"No one is a fool. In this case, the king and the nobles are eager to exchange food for money, because the money will eventually go to them. "But what about the farmer?"
"The farmer can only watch in panic as more and more of the food that can save his life is sold abroad, but he can only get it at all. The proportion of three melons and two dates.”
At the end of the sentence, Saskia's eyes were thoughtful, while Iorveth's eyes were bright.
Lan En said softly at the end.
“In Aden, farmers have rioted not once or twice. Ever since they became the largest food exporter, they have never stopped.”
“Seeing that the atmosphere is getting worse and worse. The more nervous the farmers become, the more irritable and restless they will become."
"And at that time, even if there are many non-human races involved in the next riot, it will still be Aedian's internal affairs, domestic self-determination. Makes sense, right?”
(End of this chapter)