Well, a very simple reason, exactly as I thought.

--The hatred that was passed down from one generation to the next, almost becoming a tradition.

The kind of hatred that seems to be able to continue into the next war.

--Elisis - the City of Miracles - the final chapter of humanity - is also now the biggest source of discrimination.

Back then, after the Federation's forceful declaration to force peace and open up the entire territory, Elisis was the loudest voice of resistance and the only place where armed attempts were gathered to protest.

Of course, as Elisis can be ranked among human city-states, the Federation can’t really start a war, the final outcome of this matter is a step back for each side.

It must be open, and Fae life and other basic rights must be guaranteed.

But they can make their own law, don’t need to fully comply with the federal decree, the law can be implemented after the federal censor.

This, then, is the whole event that caused Elisis to look the way they do now.

"What about the racial holy war?"

"We really don't know about the racial holy war," he touched his nose, "only the elders who have experienced that time know."

"You will not ask them?"

"Well ......"

he opened his mouth, a look of wanting to say but don’t know what to say.

Seeing him like this, I shook my head helplessly and put my hand to the side of my shoulder, gesturing for Little White to poke his head out.

"Alas, the little white," I held it up to my eyes, a deep sigh "it seems that we are really ......met the dead end. We, as a family, cannot even trace our ancestors ......"

"Well, thank you," I stood up to leave, "for your kindness... ..."

"Wait!" He slapped the table, "I'll tell you what it is, it's a contractual relationship!"

--Contract Magic--

-- A heavenly magic rumored to be witnessed by the gods--

-- Cannot be broken unless both parties agree --

After that war, Elisis' young lord of the city back then, now the current lord of the city, for some reason, forced all the people watching the war to sign a silent pact, not to be allowed in this lifetime, not to tell any details about the war for the rest of their lives.

This is why even the continental history compiled by the Federation itself failed to record the details.

"The lord of the city?"

"Well, not just the Lord of the City," he nodded, "he's also a Federation Councilor, a high-ranking mage, and also the president of our Elisis Magic Guild."

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After walking out of the store, I held up the black umbrella and looked at the gray sky.

The tilted ten thousand points of rain poured down, and the majestic air seemed to wash away this filthy earth.

All the buildings were covered with a thin layer of mist, and in the distance, the fortress of the city lord, the location of the Magic Guild, stood majestically in the center of Elisis city-state.

"Ahhhh, it's really raining ......"

The raindrops snapped against the edge of my umbrella and splashed away.

-- "The city lord never treats guests, so if you want to see the city lord, then go to the mage test in three days." --

This was the last piece of advice the clerk gave me.

Only middle rank mages can get a chance?

I waved my fist towards the castle.

Just wait for me, I'll definitely reveal the true face of that war!

At that moment, something suddenly licked my neck.

"Ah! Emile ......"

I looked back and found it was Little White's tongue.

"......"

Speaking of which, I've never been separated from Emile since we arrived in this world ......

"Well, kind of miss that idiot. Let's go back."

Just as I stepped on the road back to Blood of Shia, the sky suddenly exploded with a firework.

--Frenzied Flower Juggler, reopening tomorrow--

I can't believe they're promoting it now......

This old man is really... ...

I looked at the magnificent fireworks blooming in the sky, it made the whole gloomy sky a little more glory.

"What a show. ......"