MM Racing Chapter 252 Persuasion in Progress: Physics is also a principle, and martial arts is also a method!
Chapter 252 Persuasion in Progress: Physics is also a principle, and martial arts is also a method!
Chapter 252 Persuasion in Progress: Physics is also a principle, and martial arts is also a method!
After Sink Nielbaren declared herself the mistress, her enthusiasm exploded. She took the initiative to persuade the forest god Kenas of the forest elves and the blacksmith god Oken of the goblin race, her enemy. In fact, she took on the task of dealing with the gods of the two major military races in this world.
"I can understand trying to persuade the Forest God, but what's the deal with a Forest Elf trying to persuade the Oken? You Forest Elves and Goblins are sworn enemies!"
Rick couldn't quite understand.
"The Goblin military commander-in-chief, Ronnie Delauniel, is now in my hands. That guy is a genius like me, and having witnessed the power of the God of War, he will surely know when to back down."
Sink Nielbaren was extremely confident about this. Her nemesis was definitely not a fool. Knowing Broly's power, he still tried to fight against him, which would only bring about the destruction of his own race. When faced with the possibility of the extinction of their race, anyone would make the right choice out of racial hatred.
"I will handle the persuasion of the gods of the forest elves and goblins, but you will need to persuade the gods behind the other races yourself. I hope you will have a smooth journey."
As Sink Nielbaren said this, she kissed Broly on the cheek, showing her affection for the Saiyan boy at that moment.
I hope everything goes well for you too.
Broly said something, and then, mimicking Broly's gesture, kissed Sink Nielbaren on the cheek. The elf wife's face was sparkly and smelled of flowers, which made the boy turn his kiss into a bite.
Hmm, the slightly chewy texture gave him a feeling of eating honey floral pudding.
"Ah~"
Sink Nielbaren was startled and exclaimed, almost starting to write a spell.
Fortunately, she held back; the boy only bit her lightly and didn't actually bite her face.
Broly released his grip after leaving a row of faint, fine teeth marks on the face of his forest elf wife.
"Sorry, you smelled so good that I accidentally bit you."
Upon hearing this, Sink Nielbaren's eyes twitched, but he could only manage a forced smile.
"It's okay, you're my husband, it's only natural for you to do anything for me."
With supreme power right before us, it is only right to compromise.
Sink Nielbaren did not condemn this behavior.
"fragrant?"
Jibril, being quite curious, leaned closer to sniff her upon hearing this.
"It does smell quite fragrant, but wouldn't it smell even better if it were grilled?"
She said it with ill intent.
Sink Nielbarn's heart tightened as she warily watched the Skywing, who had recovered, with a strong suspicion that this guy wanted to kill her and take her place.
"She's my wife, I can't grill her."
Fortunately, Broly's words put Sink Nielbaren at ease.
"Do you need me to take you back to the Forest Elves?"
"if you can."
Although she could return by teleporting back little by little using the compiled teleportation formula, if Broly wanted to send her, she could also use the process to cultivate a relationship with this powerful being, laying more groundwork for the future when he would entrust her with the authority to manage the world.
"arrive."
Sink Nielbaren's idea was good, but she underestimated the Saiyan boy's flying speed. After determining the exact direction and distance of the Forest Elves, Broly carried her and flew for less than ten seconds to the Forest Elves' headquarters, a large forest radiating the faint light of elven power. This was faster than the retreating Forest Elf army, and he brought her back to the Forest Elves' capital.
"Well then, I'll head back too."
Without waiting for Sink Nielbaren to react, Broly flew away, prioritizing efficiency.
Sink Nielbaren: "..."
At this moment, she experienced the Saiyan boy's power firsthand.
Although it only concerns flight speed, that alone is sufficient.
[Our own gods are utterly useless!]
Inevitably, she began to complain about her own gods in her heart.
With a lift of his foot, he stepped into the vast forest before him, filled with traps and spells.
Before long, her trail was discovered by the forest elf sorcerers patrolling outside.
The forest elves were surprised by their commander-in-chief's return and welcomed Sink Nielbaren inside. Upon receiving the news, a group of elders from the forest elf high command rushed over to ask, "Why are you back? Where are the army groups? What happened to them?"
"The army group is safe and sound. No tribesmen have been injured or killed. They are retreating back. This long war has come to a conclusion."
Sink Nielbaren knew what these people were worried about, but he answered their questions and then announced the end of the war.
"The war is over, did we win? Did your plan succeed?"
One of the high-ranking members of the Forest Elf race was somewhat excited. According to Sink Nielbaren's plan, the ancient Fourth Protection Spell she had prepared was the key to victory.
While other races attack each other with their most powerful weapons, the Forest Elves are able to erect a sufficiently thick defensive barrier.
Other races lacked such strong defensive measures, and post-war speculation concluded that the Forest Elf forces would survive, while the other races would suffer heavy losses, thus gaining the spoils of victory.
"No, we didn't win. The Fourth Protection Technique of the Ancient Era does indeed have unimaginable protective capabilities (it shattered with a single blow from Broly), but the power of the gods far exceeds our imagination."
Sink Nielbaren shook his head.
"So, did we lose? Or was it Altshu, the invincible god of war, who emerged victorious?"
Hearing that their race had not won, the high-ranking elders of the forest elves were somewhat disappointed, but not surprised. Altshu's reputation was well-established, and it was normal to lose to him.
"No, Artesius was also defeated, and it was my husband, Broly, who defeated him."
"Um?"
"The God of War has been defeated?"
"No, girl from the Nielbaren family, where did you get a husband?"
……
The elders spoke one after another, expressing their doubts.
"I have returned on behalf of my husband to persuade Lord Cainas to withdraw from the fight for the Star Cup and end this long war."
Sink Nielbaren ignored the elders' reactions and continued speaking to himself.
"You brat from the Nielbaren family, you should know what you're saying!!"
Upon hearing this, the other elders, who held the Forest God in high esteem, all spoke up in anger.
"I know very well. Tell me, when the God of War was still alive, was Lord Kainas the Forest God a match for him? And now that someone has defeated the God of War and wants to obtain the Star Grail, can Lord Kainas the Forest God stop him?"
"Lord Kanas is invincible..."
"Do you even believe that yourself? I was willing to believe it at first, but then I saw the Divine Strike used by the combined forces of the Skywing race..."
Sink Nielbaren recounted the scenes he had witnessed on the battlefield. When he spoke of how the power of the God of War could easily tear apart the heavens and the earth, as well as their strongest defenses, all the forest elf elders fell silent.
"Although I don't know why the being who defeated the God of War has taken a liking to me, I feel this is an opportunity. The world is about to be reshuffled, and we forest elves can still sit at the table, as long as you are willing to support me, willing to support me who is about to become the mistress of the world..."
Sink Nielbaren is a genius, both as a sorcerer and as a strategist, and she enjoys considerable prestige among the forest elves. In addition, she is backed by the prestigious Nielbaren family, so her influence among the forest elves is undeniable.
First, they exaggerated the power—or rather, not exaggerated, but described the might of the War God and Broly seen on the battlefield to intimidate them, establishing the image of the victor as invincible in front of these high-ranking Elf leaders. Then, they offered a tempting offer, claiming that they were chosen as the victor's wife and might one day manage the world, attracting investment from various Elf factions...
Although the forest spirit Kenus was their creator, after so many years of development, the forest spirits have developed their own will.
When they share common interests, they can unite against external forces and fight for the Star Cup for their own Forest God. But when fighting for the Star Cup is hopeless, there are other ways to join the victor's camp.
So even if it were Sink Nielbaren, the military commander of his own race, who proposed to persuade his own Forest God to withdraw from the Star Cup competition, which he could no longer hope to win, in order to gain the greatest benefit for his own race.
Even such an impudent act made the elders of the various families think twice, and seeing this, Sink Nielbaren smiled.
As the servants of the gods, the forest elves had long harbored their own thoughts, which they hadn't revealed before simply because in this war-torn world, the servants of the gods and the gods themselves were natural allies.
"Lord Sink Nielbaren, Lord Kenus summons you."
At this moment, the temple priests came and conveyed the will of the Forest God.
"Yes, I will go see Lord Kainas immediately."
Sink Nielbarn's smile faded, and his expression turned serious as he spoke.
Although they didn't really respect their own gods in their hearts, they still put on a good show on the surface.
Because of her talent, she was considered the most beloved child of the Forest God among the forest elves.
"You want to persuade me to withdraw from the Star Cup competition?"
Upon entering the forest temple, I knelt on one knee and heard such inquiries from those around me.
"I just don't want Lord Kanas to suffer the same fate of divine annihilation. The God of War, Artes, has already been defeated. The enemy defeated him head-on, fair and square."
Sink Nielbaren spoke with such sincerity, as if he were truly acting in the best interests of his own god.
The trees and vines before her intertwined, forming the figure of a deer-headed human, its branches weaving together and its eyes blazing with spiritual flames. The forest god, Kenas, gazed at this most talented child among the forest spirits, yet remained silent.
Plants are His tentacles; wherever there are forests, there are His eyes and ears. He understands the power of the being that can defeat the God of War better than Sink Nielbaren.
"I am the God of the Forest, and I will not fear battle, even if it means the annihilation of my very essence."
"You are not afraid of perishing, but we forest elves are afraid of your perishing. We forest elves cannot live without you, and I also need your support in the future."
Although he genuinely felt that his own deity was somewhat useless, Sink Nielbaren believed that having a deity supporting him in the future would be beneficial to him.
Because the enemy was too strong, His retinue worried that His divine spirit would die in the battle and wanted to persuade Him to withdraw from the war.
For Morishin, this was no different from a child expressing concern for the safety of their adult parent.
Although it was somewhat disrespectful, it did not anger Him. After a moment of silence, He said, "I can guarantee to withdraw from the Star Cup competition, but the victor must guarantee that the forest will have a place in this world. Otherwise, there will be no choice but to fight."
The reason why the Forest God joined the war is simple: to protect the forest from which He was born. He was not very aggressive to begin with, and was a god who was passively drawn into this long war. This was not something that a god could choose to do.
Because without war, the forest might be destroyed in a great war. It is the manifestation of the forest's will, a divine species born from the prayers of all creatures in the forest for survival. The forest is its bottom line.
The persuasion work with the Forest God was simpler than expected. After Sink Nielbaren assured him that he would guarantee the interests of the forest, the deity decisively withdrew from this great battle, which was of little significance to Himself.
Two days later, when the goblin army arrived, Sink Nielbaren, who had already unified the tribe, interrogated Ronnie Delauniel. When he saw the goblin commander again, he looked exhausted and weak, having been starving for days.
As the leader of a sworn enemy race, the fact that he wasn't assassinated already shows that the forest elves obeyed their orders, but as for food, that was out of the question.
"The way you forest elves treat prisoners is utterly inhumane."
After being ordered to eat by Sink Nielbarn, Ronnie Delaunier wolfed down his food while criticizing him.
"Ha, as if we would leave any members of the other race alive when we fought each other."
"That's true."
Ronnie nodded. In wars between two races, there are no prisoners of war; they are simply killed.
"So, why did you imprison me, give me food, and spare my life?"
he asks.
"It's simple. I need you to go back to the goblin tribe and persuade the forging god Okun to withdraw from this war for the Star Cup."
Sink Nielbaren didn't mince words with people as intelligent as himself.
Do you think it's possible?
Ronnie asked.
"If you can't persuade him, then the God of Forging might have to die."
The goblin commander remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Sink Nielbaren, in what capacity are you making this request to me?"
"The future wife of the one and only God, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Upon hearing this, Ronnie Delaunier gave a wry smile: "That's really unfair. You basically won by luck?"
"There is no such thing as fairness in the world. If there were, you would have died in our capital during that great battle twenty-three years ago."
"That's true too."
Ronnie thought about it and didn't deny it. Luck is sometimes a part of strength. He had been lucky before and escaped with his life, but now his opponent was also lucky and was directly targeted by the existence that crushed the God of War. So it was only natural that his opponent won by doing nothing.
"Since you're not making this request to me in your capacity as the commander-in-chief of the Forest Elf military, then I'll make my own request as well."
"you say."
"As long as the goblin race can survive, I can go back and persuade Big Daddy on behalf of Lord Broly behind you to withdraw from the Star Cup war."
Ronnie Delaunier's request was granted; after all, exterminating the goblin race was something he was never going to do anyway, and he was released.
"I never imagined that I would be captured by the forest elves and still make it back alive."
Standing outside the forest, Ronnie felt a mix of emotions.
"Oh dear, this is such a headache. My father is such a stubborn old man. How am I supposed to persuade him?"
Covering his head, Ronnie activated his spiritual armor and headed towards the goblin territory.
. . . .
Meanwhile, Broly was also trying to persuade the gods of other races in a friendly manner. He rode in Avant Heim and went straight into the territory of some races. He sent a group of Skywings down to have friendly talks with the gods' families. After forcing out the gods behind them, Broly would then personally negotiate with them.
If the negotiation succeeds, then everyone is happy; if the negotiation fails, then Broly also has the reason and means to help those gods change their minds.
Well, physics is a principle, and martial arts is a method. Basically, after three punches from his Saiyan form, no one would disagree or change their mind.
Compared to the God of War who grows stronger with each battle, the combat power of these divine beings is indeed worrying.
At this moment, they were arriving in the territory of the orcs...
(End of this chapter)