Lis looked at the group of pale-faced Elves in front of him, still not yet recovered, and said in a deep voice:
"What are you panicking about?"
"What are you afraid of?"
All the Elves looked at Lis, this Human who had captured the attention of all their eyes.
"Just because of this, are you going to back down?"
"Abandon this beautiful, rich homeland, give up on all your kin, and become a homeless, wandering race?"
"Be scorned, taunted, repelled by others?"
"Become the kind of people who put all their hope in the gods, but in reality, just wait to die?"
"You, who look down upon those Half-Elves?"
"I see you are nothing special!"
For some reason, although Lis said these words with a calm expression, it sparked even more fury in the hearts of these young Elves than if he had spoken with a mocking smile.
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