I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 131 Liberation Celebration

"Mr. Shutark, could you please leave that place at home and come over here to help out?"

Philen asked Shutark, who was shoveling dirt nearby.

Shutark listened to Philon addressing him with an honorific title from the very beginning, but since they were born in the same year, it felt very distant.

"Mr. Shutark?"

Philon looked at Hugh Tarek with a puzzled expression.

"I said, could you please stop calling me that? It's making me feel uncomfortable. We're about the same age, aren't we?"

Shutark looked at Philen and said, “We’re all the same age, and it does sound a bit strange to be called by such a respectful title all the time.”

"I see, then okay."

After thinking about it, Philon decided that since it was Shutark's own request, she would comply with it.

"Shutark, come over here and lend a hand, hurry up."

Philen's tone lacked respect; instead, it sounded like a command as he addressed Shutark.

"How casual!"

When he heard Philen call him that, Shutark almost vomited blood, because it was nothing like what he had imagined.

"That's not what I meant. Can't we just use the normal way people address each other?"

Shutark said with a helpless expression, "How come it's so different from what I expected?"

"right."

Philon looked at Hugh Tarek speechlessly.

"Also, be a little kinder to me, I'm easily hurt."

"I'm so sad," said Hugh Tarek.

"This kid is a real pain."

Looking at Hugh Tarek in front of her, Philon gripped her wand tightly. Sometimes she really wanted to give him a good whack, and if one wasn't enough, she'd give him two.

"They actually talked about this kid."

Phyllen's words made Shutark even more heartbroken.

"Hey, are you guys working? We've almost finished cleaning up here."

Frillie stood on the rock, looking down at the bickering young couple, and said...

"Hurry up, Mr. Shutark!"

Philon looked at Hugh Tarek beside him and said.

"it is good."

"Shutark responded in a low voice."

An hour later, the road was finally cleared and the potholes were filled in.

"Oh! Thank you so much! If you don't mind, let me take you into town!"

The old man leading the carriage said to the four of them that although he had been paid, he was very grateful for their help.

"Thank you then."

Shi Yichen nodded and said to the old man, "This will save us the trouble of asking for directions."

"I never expected to meet an elf. I've lived for so long, but this is the first time I've ever seen one."

The old man looked at Frilian's large ears and said...

"After all, elves are indeed very rare."

Frilian nodded in agreement, for many elves had died at the hands of demons, an order given by the Demon King.

In addition, elves are naturally slow to express their emotions and don't have a strong desire to reproduce, which has led to a decrease in the number of elves. However, the elves that survive are all very strong.

There's one Seria, one Kraft, and the chief mage of the Pinnacle Empire is also an elf.

"So, I haven't seen any elves other than Lady Frilian yet."

Philon looked at Frilian with curiosity. Over the years, she had only seen one elf, Frilian. Although Shi Yichen was long-lived, she was not considered one of them.

"After all, their numbers are pitifully small, and I've only seen a handful of my own kind. Although we elves have a very long lifespan..."

However, they lack even basic romantic and reproductive instincts, and this race is gradually becoming extinct. The last time they saw their own kind was four hundred years ago, and they may soon be wiped out.

Frilian said calmly, "Although elves are on the verge of extinction, there are still other places where elves live. They are hidden in primeval forests or live in secret realms, but no one has discovered them."

Frilian couldn't help but recall how her elven village was massacred by demons a thousand years ago, leaving her all alone. If it weren't for Flame's appearance, she might have been killed by the demons as well.

"Don't worry! Elves aren't that easy to extinct."

Looking at Frilian, Shi Yichen held her hand tightly. The world is in balance. Although elves and demons are opposites, they are both indispensable.

If the elves were to become extinct, then the demons would also become extinct, just as this is the law of the world; it is impossible for the elves and the demons to become extinct.

"Yes! You'll protect me, right!"

Frilian smiled and looked at Shi Yichen, their fingers intertwined and held tightly together.

"Of course, I will protect you."

Shi Yichen nodded. Whether it was Frilian or Celia, she would protect them well.

"That's good."

Frillie smiled sweetly at Shi Yichen's serious expression.

"Finally, we can see the town! There's a line of carriages!"

Looking at the long procession of carriages at the city gate, Philon felt that there were a bit too many of them.

"Those are all businessmen, aren't they!"

Hugh Tarek looked at the long procession of carriages.

"Because tonight is the liberation celebration. On this day in history, the hero Simmel and his party wiped out the demons who ruled this area at that time."

The old man leading the carriage explained to Shi Yichen and his companions why so many people had come here.

"It seems that's true, right?"

Frillie thought about it and it seemed like there was such a thing, but she wasn't sure and looked at Shi Yichen.

Yes, that's true.

Shi Yichen nodded to Frilian.

"The liberation celebration is held to commemorate that day. People will decorate the statues of Lord Simmel and his comrades in the central square of the town, and the whole city will celebrate together in a grand manner."

The old man nodded. His purpose in coming here was to participate in the liberation celebration, and he had specially brought many things from other cities.

"Humans always love to make a big deal out of small things; they want to celebrate this and that."

Frilian, however, felt that there was no need to celebrate such a thing. They had just eliminated the demons in the area as a matter of course, and it was nothing special.

"Humanity defeated the demons eighty years ago. That's a long time, enough for people to forget many things."

Even so, on this day, they will surely remember Lord Simmel and his comrades.

The old man murmured, "Eighty years have passed, and fewer and fewer people are attending this celebration, because fewer and fewer people know what the hero and his companions have done in this region."

Young people today rarely know what happened back then, and before long, the heroes will become legends.

In another hundred or two hundred years, people will forget the hero and his companions' feat of defeating the Demon King, just like Kraft, whose great deeds will no longer be known.