Demon Hunter: I have a red gourd

Chapter 74 Tragic Hero
The enemy is numerous and we are few, and although we have an absolute advantage, Toruveil has already lowered her posture sufficiently.

Ivan is a person who responds to soft words and not to hard ones. Since the other party has shown goodwill first, he will naturally show corresponding sincerity.

He took the golden cup from his waist and handed it directly to Toruviel.

"Forget about joining the Scoia'tael, but this golden cup originally belonged to your elves. It's my fault for taking it without asking."

"As for your holy blood, what I just said is the truth. There is really no way to return it to you."

Sincerity is the greatest nirvana.

Toruviel and Iorveth beside her widened their eyes for a moment and froze in place.

Obviously, they never expected that the process of retrieving the Holy Grail would be so smooth.

They still had the impression that Ivan was a despicable thief, and were mentally prepared for his refusal to cooperate or even for violent conflict to break out.

The elves have had many dealings with demon hunters from the cat school, and they know very well that the steel sword behind the demon hunter is not a toy.

As a result, Ivan's trick made it impossible for them to do it.

Toruviel took the golden cup from Ivan with a complicated expression. Iorveth waved his hand, and all the Squirrel Party members put down their weapons.

"However, I'm a little curious. What exactly is the use of this Holy Grail you're talking about? Why is it so important to you, the elves? If it's not a secret, could you please tell me a little?"

Ivan took the opportunity to raise a question. For him, in this strange world, intelligence and information are as important as strength, and sometimes they can even determine life and death.

"To outsiders, this is actually just an ordinary gold cup. It may be more expensive and have a higher collection value, but other than that, there is nothing special about it." Toruweier gently stroked the edge of the gold cup, with a look of nostalgia on her face.

"But for us elves, it means a lot."

"This was once just a water cup used by the oldest sage of the elves. After she passed away, this golden cup became a symbol of the elven royal family."

"Only by holding this golden cup can one legitimately become the king or queen of the elves."

Toruvir didn't reveal much information, but Ivan had already guessed a lot from it.

It’s all connected. All the information is connected.

Ivan knew clearly that in the following timeline, after Nilfgaard conquered Cintra, the Imperial army was stopped at Mount Sodden in Temeria by the combined efforts of the Northern Alliance and the twenty-two sorcerers. Peace negotiations were held between the North and the South, and Cintra was ceded to Nilfgaard, thus ending the First Northern War.

King Emhyr of Nilfgaard was impressed by the powerful destructive power of the sorcerers' magic on the battlefield, so he secretly planned and launched a coup at a meeting of sorcerers on the island of Thanedd.

The elven sorceress Francesca Findaby, hailed as the most beautiful woman in the world, secretly manipulated the meeting, luring a Scoia'tael group, armed with a large quantity of Repellmetal, to Thanedd Island, where they slaughtered most of the attending sorcerers. Since then, the power of the North has been completely weakened, and it has not recovered for a long time.

After the Second Northern War, Nilfgaard continued its advance, occupying large swathes of northern territory. To gain Nilfgaard's aid, the Scoia'tael waged a bloody guerrilla war against the northern states, suffering heavy losses themselves.

After the war, Emhyr granted Dol Bretanna, also known as the "Valley of Flowers," to the elves as an independent kingdom, according to the previous agreement, and appointed Francesca as its queen. Simultaneously, the northern kingdoms were forced to recognize the elven kingdom as legitimate, as part of the armistice. However, as a price, the government of Dol Bretanna officially opposed the Scoia'tael's guerrilla activities and designated all Scoia'tael members who attacked the north as wanted criminals, rendering these elves, who had fought so hard for their homeland, completely abandoned.

At this point, after paying a heavy price, the elves finally gained a legitimate country in this world dominated by humans, and slightly escaped from the long-term wandering and oppression.

And now, Toruviel came to the tomb to take the golden cup used by the elven sage, obviously preparing for Francesca's future ascension to the throne.

Unexpectedly, the southern empire had made plans so early. Ivan was now 100% sure that the massacres in the three villages were committed by people sent by Nilfgaard.

The purpose is to intensify the conflict between the Squirrel Party and the North, completely cut off their retreat, and force them to cooperate with the South.

Ivan looked at Toruveil and Iorveth in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

How would they feel if they knew that after they had tried their best and sacrificed their blood for their ideals and finally achieved their goals, they were abandoned and became discarded?
despair?

anger?
Or a deep sense of betrayal?
No, it could also be relief.

They lost the present, but gained a future for their descendants.

They are true tragic heroes.

Emhyr, the dictator of the Empire, is a terrible man.

Just by moving his fingers in the palace, he turned the situation in the entire north upside down.

Just as Ivan was feeling emotional, Iorveth, who was the most radical at first, took the lead in changing his attitude.

"Demon Hunter, you, and the entire Griffin School, are indeed just as the rumors say. You have won my approval."

The proud elf stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to Ivan.

"What Toruviel said is also what I meant, Ivan. You will be our Scoia'tael's friend forever."

"Therefore, we should not take our friends' help for granted, but should repay them with concrete actions."

"Ivan, what do you need? I know that demon hunters are often short of money. Human gold coins are useless to us, so we don't have much right now. But if you need gold coins, I can send my team to get some from humans and give it to you."

"No, no, no, not for now." Ivan shook his outstretched right hand and quickly refused.

Although it is said that you can never have too much money, what a joke, robbing someone now is not the right approach!
"No, if you don't need anything, we will feel uneasy." Iorveth still insisted with a firm attitude.

"Since you insist so much, I do have something I might need your Scoia'tael's help with."

After thinking for a while, Ivan suddenly remembered something that was related to his future plans.

(End of this chapter)