Nurvati
Episode 65: Refusing Help That Elicits Fragility.
The Congress ended at night, the decision was that the war would continue, the firefly culture would be held at midnight. The torrential rain had already stopped, which was indeed stopped directly by the special Fairy race.
The peace group had clashed with the prince, but thankfully there were no clashes. The demonstrators dispersed. It may seem useless what they do, but the spirit to continue to proclaim peace will not be tired.
When night falls, the capital will be filled with flickers of light that are scattered into the air, it is the thousands of fireflies that are released, a sign that the festival has opened, he said, even on every roof of the building the fairies began to play the harmonica and play the harp, the beautiful song humming synergized to form a harmonious sounding sound, they played music for the sake of respect for the light, they played music for the sake of respect for the light, because they are created from the light of fire.
Even Princess Kerisia and Prince Azer were on the roof of the parliament building, complete with Prime Minister Fizo and royal advisers, the rest of the bodyguards, carried out to hold a firefly release festival. The melodious sounds of music accompanied the departure of fireflies.
The prince and princess released fireflies from their 'cage boxes' into the air. Everyone seemed to be smiling happily. Except for Princess Kerisia who for a slanted smile just forgot how.
The night ended when the whole felt enough, basically they all also prayed that this world war could be won by the Elf race. Yes, only the Elf race.
The day changed, as the morning returned to shine, the baskara began to emit bright rays revealing the darkness, more than that, it was noon, the sun had been at its culmination, life in the atmosphere of war resumed, and so on, the entire army prepared to assist the legions in the front row.
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The Prime Minister and Prince Azer are in the southeastern province of the city of Southeastern, residential area of the South, precisely at the military headquarters of the White force. The place where the leader would give command to the entire legion. And this is when the command continued.
Each legion consisted of Red, Yellow, Green, Black and White Wings.
Red Wing with a level of Wisdom from 1-3.
Yellow Wing with a level of Wisdom from 4-7.
Green Wing with a level of Wisdom from 8-10.
White Wing with a level of Wisdom from 11-15.
The remaining Black Wings, also known as War Generals and Warlords. Wings of color can be recognized by the color of their energy or aura, but in war, their wings reveal their title.
Now at the military headquarters of the White forces, 9 Warlords, is giving instructions to every legion on the battlefield. The room is very spacious, made of purple diamonds, in the middle of the room there is a table of oval gold. The table also has a Smart Mirror. Here too there is Prime Minister Etho race, this is cooperation in the war.
“Three front lines, the Green Wing has lost, the Green Wing barracks have been controlled, now the remaining troops of the White Wing,”, said the Warlord of the Green wing, the Elf race.
Neither the Etho race nor the Elf race had lost, this made Prince Azer somewhat shudder in horror, not that the White Wings were the last defense in this war, if I may say, it was, The White Wing is the 'Tortress' in a chess game, or the 'Jack' card in a playing card. Which is indeed in the Smart Mirror on the table, the visuals of the troops are shaped like cards. Red, Yellow, Green, and White. One card means one legion, one legin means 6000 troops, and is led by the card 'As'; General of War.
All cards are covered, except the ten White Wing cards and the ten 'As' cards are the Generals.
Prince Azer was at the end of the table, he didn't play 'Card', he gave the command and the command would be passed on by the Warlords.
“Nothing can be done, except for going to war,” said Prince Azer with his blood-red neutrals that look carefully at the enemy's 'cards' that are open a lot.
“Then ... make an attack, before the enemy advances, we advance,” Prince Azer said.
When the whole Warlord was about to touch the mirror right on the ace, suddenly the Prime Minister Fizo opened his voice, “Wait a moment ..”.
It made the whole center of attention on him.
“... we can send the witches in there, let the witches attack or combine forces with the witches .. because after all, the opposing party uses the witches, what do you think, the, prince?” prime Minister Fizo's suggestion was to bend his mouth slightly closer to Prince Azer's left ear.
Prince Azer. Prince Azer is a handsome man, he has a sharp blood-red net, short black hair that frames beautifully on his oval-shaped face with the impression of the fairy race's dream face, aged 26,111 years —26 years according to human calculations— and now all gestures of his body seem to signal that he is contemplating deeply.
Prince Azer, very fond of golden robes that have carved dragon snakes in each robe, so that it looks like batik and looks harmonious in the body of his high roof.
“I prefer the advanced scientists, who make robots without the need to send a living army there, rather than the hypocritical witches ..” reply Prince Azer rejected the proposal of Prime Minister Fizo.
“But ... they will definitely propose dropping the bomb, most of them do not want to take a headache and ...,” tangent Prime Minister Fizo.
”Ahh ... I got the idea ..“ interrupted Prince Azer by patting the right arm of Prime Minister Fizo, as a form of appreciation, because from his speech an idea fell in the hands of the Prince.
”We just drop the bomb there, then the white wing troops advance ...,“ beber Prince Azer expressed his idea but still sounded doubtful.
”Please excuse me, prince ... His Majesty the Western Cloud King has done so and the other side has used witches, and as I have proposed, we should ask the witches for help, because as long as we fight not once have we used magic power,“ Prime Minister Fizo's advice seriously.
”It is clear we have never used the Witches because they are hypocrites! My sister Kerisia is so disrespectful to me, let alone her followers!“ firmly Prince Azer with a loud and steady.
All sting, the atmosphere became quiet. Remembering what Prince Azer stated was indeed not without reason. From the Cloud King, the father of Prince Azer, the witches were a bit difficult to work with, they were like working alone, no matter friends or opponents, would be bulldozed if blocking the road.
Princess Kerisia, a representative of the Witch Union of the West, was appointed at the age of 20,000, the youngest age in history as a representative in the Witch Union of the West.
The headquarters of the witches were inside the Earth Fairy race, they made an underground city that was in fact a magician academy. Witches function just like scientists, if scientists use the science of Thought to make robots, then magicians use Magic to make 'living life'.
Since the revolution of the 9th military system, witches have included secret military forces; spies. It was first initiated by the grandmother of Princess Kerisia and after sacrificing a lot of blood, the witches agreed to join the Western military.
And for the scientists, it is not clear their history, some say their emergence in the military is due to the cooperation of the West Elf race with the East Neznaz race, and there are also those who say they do not include the military but they are always ready to help the state military. To be sure, they were very intelligent and not very exalted in the Elf race.
It was easy for Prince Azer to send a witch to the battlefield, just asking Princess Kerisia to prepare everything, then it was sorted out. But again, witches are hard to work with and most of them are hypocrites.
This was actually a difficult decision, and again Prince Azer was a rash person, it had even been realized by Prime Minister Fizo, making him have to often advise Prince Azer, as he now does.