The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“The most beloved and loving child of the goddess, the elf. ”

If the Creator also has a preference of his own, then the Elves are undoubtedly the most spoiled children.

The beauty of beauty, the long life, the gift of strength and preference, the possibility of double cultivation, the superior and royal Pokémon beyond their vulgar potential, all of this comes from the grace of the Creator.

And these favors also create a unique elf culture, a talent for battle and a long life, bringing them to the peak of the multiverse in magic and martial arts, and forming a hierarchical but well-divided social structure.

Their natural beauty, combined with their sensitivity to and tireless pursuit of good things, have brought their art, music and arts to the point of luxury and waste, which has also given them a long ethnic culture that does not collapse after a long glacial period.

Pokémon, the most beloved child of the Creator, is the truth that no creature can deny.

No civilization has such a long history, and the oldest golden elves are the golden people born with the first colognes and demons, arguably from the beginning of creation.

Elves have dealt with trolls in their history, exchanged technology with sage civilizations, and even taught ancient and modern humans what magic means. Their glory is too long.

“Do not discuss history and art in the presence of elves, as do not exaggerate courage in the presence of beasts.” This ancient proverb probably explains a lot.

Jihad was cruel, with other dominant races losing their status as “protagonists”, often vanishing into history, such as the Trojan Empire, the civilization of the wise, the dwarf city state, and the undead republic, while Jihad elves were only gradually withdrawing from the historical arena.

This is due not only to the benevolence of the Creator and the potential of the race, but also to the fact that elves were good at dealing with other races in the past and were on the winners' side at many key points in history.

Dead republics, the civilization of the wise, the land of the magicians of modern humankind, they have all been more or less blessed by the jinn, and guided by the golden jinn, the jinn empire has always expressed its inexplicable friendship with new noble races besides the giant demons.

But perhaps because of this slightly weaker style of things, the Golden Elves are gradually objected to by the elites who yearn for greater glory and eternity.

“Why should we bow our heads to those lowly monkeys! ”

“Why do we move to forests and mountains? ”

“Why can't we simply destroy those inferior races? ”

With the passage of time and the tide of elements, the golden elves, like other races from ancient times, are entering the final stage, the reduction of the power of the elements, resulting in the gradual reduction of the fertility of the golden elves as ancient races. By the end of the era, the birth of every golden elf will allow the empire to hold the greatest celebration ceremony.

On the other hand, successive Jihad and ethnic wars have damaged the immortals of the top golden elves. The spiritual decline has led to the immortality of the elder elves. The new generation is insufficient. Other lower and upper elves naturally gradually occupy the upper echelons of society.

Isn't that familiar? Yes, today's Lunar and Silver Pokémon societies face the same problems. The number and quality of the lower races have come to pass. Naturally, they are not accustomed to the poorer and poorer upper races. This has nothing to do with the higher races making stupid, intelligent decisions. It is simply that with the social transformation, the power of all segments of society has rebalanced, and the new mainstream social class has chosen agents.

Just as productivity changes have led to changes in society, in the magical world, the replacement of superior forces and strategic dignitaries has naturally led to social change, or society as a whole is calling for change.

At this time, whatever the Golden Pokémon did was wrong. Therefore, the superior Pokémon holding the flag of freedom collectively rebelled. The great rebellion is not only a matter of the mortal, but the great washing of the Pokémon system is the key. The end result is that all the Golden Pokémon perished, and the divine meteor fell to the death of the mortal. Only Heroise reawakened after centuries, but the object was no longer human.

But Cheng and Xiao He defeat are also Xiao. The Golden Pokémon clan, which ruled the Pokémon clan for countless years, is obviously wise. Even if it must be decentralized, they hand over the country's most important military, religious, people's livelihood and diplomacy to different superior Pokémon. Such political structures, while leading to the emergence of family groups among the superior Pokémon, let them restrain each other.

And it also buried the cause of future ruin.

And when the existence of the Golden Pokémon fell, the four top Pokémon with many different strengths faced the most headache problems. They were not very different from each other. No one was willing to become subordinates, but it was foolish to see them pull the knife right away, so for a while, parliamentary and elder systems seemed to be the only options.

Results? Now scattered elf tribes and elf kingdoms are clear evidence, some things just need to see the results, from the rise to the fall of the elves, the turning point is the collapse of the Great Empire of the Elves, the loss of the balanced lubrication of the Golden Elves before everything starts to get out of control.

Dark Pokémon and Rose were banished as battle losers, the Pokémon and Druid Alliance withdrew from the Pokémon Empire to join the Neutral Nature camp, other superior Pokémon crusades against the Pokémon, the Moon Pokémon and the Silver Pokémon were broken apart, and none of these historical events would have occurred if the Golden Pokémon had remained.

When that overhead head head head was removed, the superior Pokémon and the Pokémon gods all swelled after the taste of victory and power, all thinking they could take the place of the "Decaying and Weak Golden Pokémon” to lead the Pokémon to a better tomorrow... Then the superior Pokémon of different nature began to intervene in each other's realm, and constant friction eventually escalated into a civil war, followed by another jihad, bringing back the Great Empire of the Pokémon to tribalism.

If the losers are quick, I'm afraid there are few races comparable to the top elves. Of course, they won't admit it themselves. It's all “everyone else's fault”, “it's all the world's fault", “it's all the golden elves' conspiracy”... Although there's more or less some responsibility for the golden elves, it's really tragic to die and get shot.

At the time of the branch of the elves, everyone was very happy. The idea of “finally not having these drags” was probably there, but the days were getting sadder and sadder. Naturally, some people would miss the old dynasty. As the entire community was surpassed and marginalized by humans and other “short-lived monkeys”, the days of the elves became harder and harder to live, and they began to miss the Great Empire era.

With the accumulation of difficult years, more and more superior Pokémon miss the glory of the past, which in some ancient antiques sees a certain irony of fate.

And now, the elves have reached a turning point in their destiny again.

The Lunar Elf has built a new Elf Empire in the name of a new Elf Empire, which is a fulfillment of a wish that is truly relevant at the moment.

First of all, it nominally governs all elves, so when the emperor is threatened, isn't it the duty of the elf strong to rescue? And if someone escapes the Moon Wheel Capital at this time, can you say that he is a deserter and a disgraceful traitor?

The answer is yes, there will never be a shortage of old boards and dogmatists in the Elves, and the Moon Elves have not given up hope, even if they yearn for only a hint of hope.

Every day, countless reinforcements set sail from every part of the world to the Moon Wheel Capital, the Wood Fairy Druids and Rangers out of the woods, the Semi-Pokémon and human mercenaries who admire the culture of the Pokémon, and the young warriors who yearn for merit and glory.

“Perhaps the intelligence is wrong? Maybe the tide isn't as desperate as it was in history? Perhaps we have reinforcements, we have the help of the gods, we can survive this tide, we can survive this disaster. ”

It may seem silly, but if you think about it, what happens when there is a very accurate prophecy that an island nation on Earth is about to sink into the sea in ten days' time?

Because of the size of the population, the time frame is too short for a great flight, and even if those islanders fled to other countries and were accepted as refugees, the country would be completely ruined, even without their native land, would the nation still exist? Even if it did exist, would he still be free and independent?

And the reality is even more horrible when we are enemies on all sides, like elves, national elves or the most valuable slaves in the eyes of humankind.

If there were a great escape of Pokémon, and countless Pokémon fled to other countries in chaos, would the human border jump out of a dozen slave hunting battalions at once? Expect the manipulation and lower limits of the human aristocracy?

To be honest, these assumptions and decisions are too difficult to make, but no matter what the elves make, they are a scene of despair.

A decision to flee would be tantamount to the announcement of the end of the Moon Elf Empire in advance, with the ensuing Pokémon Holocaust and humanitarian catastrophe, but the historic burden that no Pokémon senior can shoulder would, in their eyes, amount to the chronic death of the entire Pokémon clan, rather than being united in the face of the end crisis.

Even, driven by a variety of fortunate mindsets, rumours have spread that the tide of evil will not appear in the Moon Wheel Capital, which is nothing more than a rumor from mankind to dismantle the Elf Empire.

Don't tell me, the rumor is rumoured. There are a lot of people who really believe it. After all, people always like to listen to things that are good for them.

Now all the countries of the world are stunned by the Moon Elves, and they have no rumors! This seems to be an official default, they're actually in the powder decoration too peaceful?

The attitude of the Moon Elves was clear, and now I have at least rebuilt the history of the Elf Empire and left a trail of addiction. If I can survive, even if I make a fortune, if I can get more reinforcements with a great deal, I may have a much better chance of surviving the crisis.

And in the eyes of some people, this kind of lucky attitude is the stupidest, you're all in the pit, at this time pulling people into the pit together, is everyone happy to die together?

At this time, the most sensible, naturally, is to shout "Leave me alone” and die in the pit, so as to preserve elf bone blood as much as possible, but many times, especially when life is threatened, the sensual instincts of intelligent creatures far outweigh reason.

Perhaps those split silver elves saw through all this and chose to go north, but they, it seems, are running out of time.

Perhaps it was the creator's unwillingness to see the end of the Elves that drove the invisible hand of destiny and touched key people at critical moments.

“Roland, come here for a second. I've got something here that's very interesting. ”

At this time, I was also somewhat surprised to hear Heroise shout, because the soul was linked to a rare surprise and joy. Is there anything that would make Heroise so happy?

I didn't expect too much from Lord Meizu's treasure trove, because these old guys have a habit of not putting real treasures in their own homes, or being robbed by their enemies or losing and losing money... well, I admit I dug a bunch of treasures and drew a bunch of real treasure maps.

And the treasure trove at home? After all, no one can truly prevent thieves from succeeding.

I was a little surprised to see Didina. Didn't think she was so “new”? But then, from her uncovered surprise, she didn't seem to have thought of it either.

Walk into the treasure trove and not surprisingly see a bunch of glittering golden lights, but without my identification, those golden mountains are either the fantastic gold coins of the dwarf demons or the cursed gold coins of the devils.

Instead, in a golden glow, Heroise and Margaret are busy surrounding some worn antique furniture, wiped repeatedly with a wet towel, a classic white oak dresser.

“Roland, this is the dresser I used! ”

Heroise donated just to show me, maybe to see that his supplies were too exciting, and his mental age seemed to show signs of deterioration.

Is that why you wanted to see me? I didn't mean to say that.

“Yes, yes, furniture could have been super antique back then, you proved your fossil age one step further... Strange? ”

By this time in the past, the dead cat had been bitten by the flying cat, but today she is a little excited and a little strange.

“Hmm, I knew you didn't know shit. Look. ”

Heroise stood in front of the mirror of the dresser, clearly embodying an adult form, in an old mirror, but the blonde elf.

She took a deep breath and lightened her fingertips to the mirror, but there were ripples.

She touched her neck, and the young girl in the mirror did the same thing, adding a sapphire necklace in gold and a gold necklace on Heroise's neck next.

She dotted her forehead playfully, and a tiny, cute golden crown appeared between her foreheads.

She stretched her hand out into the mirror and shook it, adding a golden scepter outside the mirror.

“The tears of Avice, the will of the Elf Emperor, the final crown of gold… the golden elf royal artifact set of three! Lost Pokémon King's Testimony! ”

Didina recognized the treasure that had disappeared into history, and I recalculated her age and value again, but at this point, I somehow felt that the situation was wrong, as if something super troublesome was already involved.

I should have been surprised to see Heroise smiling, picking up the baby by accident, but this series of "coincidences” reminds me somehow of the conversation I had with Catilo (the former god of fate).

“Catilo, can you really control your destiny? So, can you help me change my luck... I don't need luck or anything, just give me a little luck for a woman and give me a little more normal...”

“... I find it a little embarrassing to pretend not to know you? ”

At that time, the underworld government had been established, and the two of them were secretly talking. Catilo was in a good mood, but it was rare to make jokes.

But I wasn't kidding. Is it old X. I'm not ashamed to say it, I'm miserable. I just want a normal girlfriend to have a normal family and have two normal children. Is that too much?

But then, Katiro was passing by, and it had to be taken seriously, given the reference to destiny.

“Transformation? Others may or may not, but you are impossible, and every individual is involved in countless cause-and-effect lines, shouting themselves out of destiny, without knowing that it is also part of destiny. ”

“Each being has its own destiny, or ordinary life, or hero's life, in the river of destiny, without any essential difference. The silk thread of this fate was decided when they were born. ”

When I said this, Catillo looked at me playfully and seemed to have something to say.

“As guardian of the Temple of Destiny and the Long River of Destiny, I can shear and re-link the line of cause and effect, but it is the basic rule of destiny to give an individual good luck in certain respects, naturally giving him the same weight of destiny. ”

“There are limits to this change, the line of destiny of others, which I can watch in the river of destiny, but which I automatically forget when I leave, and which cannot be divulged at all. Whatever changes I make are part of my destiny. ”

Rumor has it, I'm not surprised.

“Fortune or whatever, peach blossom is enough. ”

“Perhaps this can be considered a change in fate. And you, from the beginning, are not in the river of causes and consequences, you can change the fate of those around you, but you have no good luck, no bad luck at all, you should be unlucky... or the worst of luck. ”

I remember now that he looked at me with incomprehensible sympathy.

“I can bring other people's marriage lines to you, but this is tantamount to challenging the basic rules of the river of destiny, throwing cause and effect into the void. In the end, not only will I be punished, but peach blossom luck will definitely become peach blossom robbery...”

“So what do you want? The Lord of Destiny is so useless? Thanks to you, you're still a mighty god. It's useless. ”

I was very upset at the time, and they were all yelling directly, but Katiro laughed at the time.

“Yes, the god of destiny is indeed useless in the face of the hands of invisible destiny and the inevitability of countless accidental eventual convergence...”

Clearly speaking of his powerlessness, the Lord of Destiny is like showing off the greatness of Destiny.

“ ……. No matter how I change and lay out, I can't resist that fateful arrangement. Roland, I give you a piece of advice, maybe you're not in destiny, but the people and things you're involved with are in destiny, unless you're willing to cut off all your connections, and eventually you can't escape. ”

That funny smile made my scalp numb, and I made sure once again that the worst thing about the world was the god stick, especially when it came to talking about half the god stick.

Now, as I look at Heroise showing off her precious hair, I feel more and more numb in my scalp.

“Goddamn priest, where was I pitted? ”