Why can't humans do it too?

The bombs spewed from the red-hot cannons had a surprisingly small effect when they hit the surface of the foremost flower ship, causing it to sway slightly. The green glowing shield seemed to mock the goblin race, not to mention the long ears standing on the deck of the flower ship that were indeed mocking them.

The tiny lives that leaped out of the crashing ship in their struggle for survival, the violent explosions that caused them to fall to the ground, and the intense yellow flames that were almost blazing white made Suer feel the heat even through the curtain of water.

Because the war broke out suddenly, his sharp eyes even spotted some wild beasts leaping on the rocks in the water curtain, fleeing in panic into the distance.

Naturally, it's impossible for him to reflect on the passing of life and his own actions under such circumstances. Suer wasn't even affected by the fall of the goblin race. What touched him more than this trivial matter was the way those mindless beasts fled.

He hadn't left that dark cave for far too long. How long had it been since he last saw this crimson sky with his own eyes?

Unable to escape from the enormous vines and trees, Suer was transported to the flagship of the forest elves in that state, and his life force was quickly linked to this flower ship, which was itself a plant, making him more fragile than any of the most delicate flowers.

After leaving the small world where he had been rooted and growing like a plant for more than ten years, Suer is now surrounded by a tidal wave of bewilderment and tension, like a wild beast afraid of light.

His thoughts were racing uncontrollably; it was the most primal fear of a living being… Suer felt his hands being gently enveloped.

It's Xin Ke.

"Don't worry, the moles' firepower won't be able to break through my spell," Xin Ke said, gently patting Su Er's hand. She even cracked a knowing joke.

"...Isn't it a bad idea to make such a promise when the war starts?" Su'er couldn't help but chuckle and joined in the joke: "It would be troublesome if the goblins actually managed to get through with a cannonball."

Xin Ke naturally understood the meaning of setting a flag; it was an amusing story that Su Er had once told along with the Skywing creature that wasn't present at the moment.

"Oh dear, that would be so troublesome~", Xin Ke raised her eyebrows in feigned surprise and sat down next to her, getting even closer. Her fair feet stirred the translucent ripples in the pool, causing the image of the battle below to ripple as well.

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"When that time really comes, I'll just have to carry you and run away~", Xin Ke casually described a miserable situation, and Su Er couldn't help but laugh at her words.

"A princess carry? Forget it, it feels weird, not suitable for a macho guy like me... Can I ask to carry you?"

"Hmm~~~, well, that depends on your performance then~", Xin Ke chuckled teasingly, half-closing her eyes and tilting her head to reveal her face to Su Er. "Hmm~"

Her back remained perfectly straight, without the slightest tilt. The elf with long, light golden hair elegantly tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her fair face, as delicate as a tender peach, with smooth skin that seemed to have fine downy hairs.

Without saying much, Suer simply leaned over and gave Xinke a light kiss on the cheek.

The floral fragrance that wafted past his nose refreshed Suer's slightly drowsy mind.

The muffled thuds, like the occasional explosions of firecrackers, could still be heard from the outside. Despite being in the middle of a battlefield, there was a strange tranquility. In this calming and peaceful atmosphere, even the muffled explosions gradually disappeared. The few goblins and giants blocking the way were no match for the allied forest elves who had gathered all their strength. The massive army once again set off, flying towards the predetermined target.

"Will Jibril be in there too?" Suddenly, Suer asked, looking at the water curtain in front of him.

"Who knows~", Xin Ke said, equally curious as she watched the scene appearing on the water screen.

That extraordinary Skywing race...

They didn't know the answer.

Compared to the tense yet somewhat calm mood on Suer's side, the Goblin Alliance was in chaos. Even for most members of the alliance, the war on this planet didn't need many reasons; as long as they were hostile, they would fight when they met, which was very simple and easy to understand. However, as the leadership of the alliance, they had to consider what the enemy's intentions were.

However, I really don't understand it.

A decade or so ago, they could still rely on their intuition and past habits to judge what those long-eared creatures wanted to do. Their strategic intentions and war intentions never exceeded the goblins' predictions.

Unfortunately, such easy things haven't been seen for more than a decade. Those long-eared men seem to have gone mad, doing completely meaningless things haphazardly without any logic or warning. They often appear to be sending out troops, but the places they conquer are completely useless.

What's even stranger is that over the years, those long-eared creatures have suddenly gathered together like lunatics and headed in an inexplicable direction, only to turn back out of thin air after the goblins have gathered in a panic, as if their exaggerated behavior was just a casual stroll.

The goblins also felt the same way about the sudden, decisive battle atmosphere, the only difference being that the long-eared ones had gathered a larger force this time.

While listening to his subordinates brainstorming and arguing with each other, and frowning as he dodged some of the stray bullets they threw out during their arguments, such as iron blocks and iron balls, Ronnie suddenly raised his hand and zoomed in on the map of the entire continent.

The lines on the map that originally marked the direction of the Forest Elf Alliance's movement gradually became thinner and thinner.

The route taken by the Forest Elf Alliance was a perfectly straight line, without a single bend. When the line was too thick, it wasn't immediately noticeable, but when Ronnie thinned it to its thinnest point, even the noisy other goblins nearby fell silent, realizing that something was amiss.

“…No,” Ronnie muttered to himself, frowning. “Those long-eared guys are definitely not targeting our alliance’s headquarters. My intuition confirms that.”

With another light tap of the button, a dozen or so blue symbols appeared on the huge screen. These were symbols specially designed for the Elf Sea, which was no longer a rarity on the mainland. The line of the Forest Elf Alliance's advance extended, brushing past the location of the Goblin Alliance headquarters, and directly piercing through one of the blue symbols.

"What place is that?" Ronnie asked a moment ago, but the answer had already surfaced in his mind the next second.

That was the first place where the power of the explosion of the inactive divine essence was attempted to be utilized. It should have been a surface city inhabited by goblins, but it was razed to the ground because of his miscalculation of the energy generated after the explosion of the divine essence—or rather, it was where blue flames were burning endlessly.

Perhaps because the energy released by the explosion of the divine marrow was too enormous, the sea of ​​spirits that appeared over that former city was much larger than in other places, even giving people the illusion that it was a real ocean.

That was precisely the goal of the Forest Elf Alliance, and they made no attempt to conceal it, seemingly confident of victory.

Regardless of what those long-eared creatures were up to, Ronnie knew he had to stop them—if he didn't want to lose the war.

Lose?

When such a thought appeared in Ronnie's mind, even he himself couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. However, the intuition bestowed upon him by the God of Forging truly told him this fact.

Those despicable long-eared creatures had undoubtedly made preparations in advance. At the very least, the goblins were suddenly caught in a dilemma. The Skywings, who had come south from the northern seas, had already adjusted their positions after several small-scale battles and were now located in the forest elves further south of the goblins. They were thus directly sandwiched in the middle.

Even if the Skywings' target wasn't the Goblins, Ronnie didn't believe for a second that those warlike creatures would greet them amicably or have a cup of tea before passing by—this was evident from the fact that they followed the same route as the Forest Elf Alliance without changing course, and the Skywings had destroyed any self-proclaimed intelligent life they encountered along the way.

“Retreat here. There’s no need to block those long-eared creatures. We’ll fight them further east and see what those Skywings choose to do,” Ronnie said with a gloomy face, his finger pointing above the former city.

Any move by the goblins was immediately noticed by the forest elf alliance. At the very least, when Sull heard deliberately loud footsteps, he knew that something new must have happened.

"Lord Flower Crown, there is a matter that requires your decision," the forest elf who appeared at the door said respectfully, bowing his head.

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She didn't look very tall, and she was wearing the typical cool and refreshing clothing of the Forest Elf race, but it wasn't as revealing as what Xin Ke had worn before, nor was it the white robe worn by male Forest Elves. Judging from her appearance alone, Su Er saw a cute little Forest Elf girl.

Nina Kleb, that's the name of this forest elf, and also Xinke's trusted agent who loyally handles various affairs for her among the forest elves and wins over others. According to Xinke, Nina sees the forest god Kenus every day with trepidation, and can be said to be completely risking her life.

So Suer gave her a friendly smile.

Nina's tense expression faltered slightly under Suer's smile. Although it looked very difficult for her, she still managed a smile in response.

“Didn’t I already tell you? You’re the Flower Crown Lord now, Nina~. Xin Ke Nierbalen is still missing~” Xin Ke stood up without any tension and walked towards the door. She continued, “If you’re not the Flower Crown Lord, then all the effort I put into writing your thesis and promoting you would have been for nothing?”

“…In my heart, only you deserve the title of Flower Crown Minister. How dare I presume to call myself that?” Nina replied without looking up.

Xin Ke was already used to Nina's reaction. She simply patted Nina's shoulder to signal her to leave first, saying she would be there soon. However, she stared blankly in the direction Nina had left for a while before turning to look at Su Er.

He was looking at her too.

"So... goodbye?" Xin Ke thought for a moment and said, "Don't rush, just be a little more patient, we'll be there soon."

"Ah, I know. Go ahead and don't worry. I'll leave things over there to you," Suer nodded in response. "Goodbye."

After saying their affectionate goodbyes, Xin Ke remained staring at Su Er without moving, until Su Er tilted his head in confusion and asked a question.

“…I don’t know why, but I always feel very uncomfortable when I say or hear the word goodbye…in my heart,” Xin Ke suddenly sighed deeply, “It feels like a piece of me has been forcibly ripped out, and it hurts a little.”

"Pfft..." Suer couldn't help but chuckle, her body even trembling slightly from laughing.

“I think—maybe that’s love?” Suer said with a smile, meeting Xin Ke’s increasingly dangerous gaze.

"is it?"

"right."

"I understand," Xin Ke nodded seriously, muttering something thoughtfully.

When Suer was completely unprepared and there was no warning, Xinke suddenly said, "I love you."

“…Ah, I love you too,” Suer replied softly after a moment of stunned silence.

Without saying anything more, the forest elf with light golden hair simply raised her hand and waved it casually before turning and leaving. Her flowing hair drew a semicircle in the air, and her footsteps gradually disappeared into the passage.

Apart from the persistent murmur of flowing water, the core of the forest elf flagship returned to silence once again, yet Sull felt no loneliness whatsoever.

"...She's such a nice girl...don't you think?"

Suddenly, he spoke, breaking the silence. It was as if Suer was talking to someone who didn't exist in the void. His eyes were unfocused as he stared at everything in front of him. Although the world reflected in his pupils was no different from the real world, Suer seemed to see something invisible that did not exist in the world.

It wasn't an illusion. Even if only he could see it, Suer was absolutely certain that a chorus of agreement, congratulations, and envy was resounding in his heart...

It contained the voices of Lennie, Credor, and countless others who had sacrificed themselves and could no longer be seen in the real world. They were congratulating Sull on having such a wonderful wife and cheering for the plan's smooth progress.

This was a clamor rising from the depths of the heart, a clamor that would never feel lonely, yet Su'er smiled sadly.

The noise was simply because he wanted to hear it.

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How will future generations record this war?

If this planet still has a future, it may be able to develop a culture beyond war during times of peace.

An era where knowledge and power will not be used to kill each other.

The constant explosions and falling flames had numbed Suer; they were like breathing, even becoming an instinctive part of this world, something necessary and something one had to get used to.

Suer once saw a claim that wars in the vast and silent space after leaving planets are cold and indifferent, without air, sound, or temperature. Every spark that ignites means the loss of life. However, it is difficult to have a clear enough understanding of such things.

For you, it's just pressing a button, or even just a breath. There's no blood, no screams. All you can catch is a tiny flame, and even its disappearance is extremely brief—at least in this war right now, Suer has truly felt this desolation, even though the war hasn't even left the planet.

All races seemed to have a premonition that the victor of this war, which had lasted for countless years, would be born after this battle, and it was this premonition that made them pour all their strength into it.

The battlefield covered almost half of the southern part of the continent. The fallen ships and the flames from the explosions, due to the concentrated and intense energy, burned the outside air, making the wind that never stopped blowing across the continent scorching hot.

And then there were the elves, those who wielded power by submitting to the shackles of magic, and those who released their power by being forcibly killed. Their very existence and their spirits after death, once they reached a certain point, should have formed a death storm that would terrify any living being. However, this omen of death that had terrified the past Sur and the entire human settlement was torn apart the moment it was born by the powerful beings flying high in the sky.

The elves' final protests and struggles were nothing but a joke.

Not long after the Forest Elf Alliance and the Goblin Alliance officially began their battle, the Skywing race from the north joined in without any hesitation. The Skywing race, whose minds were never concerned with restraint, instantly brought the intensity of the war to its peak.