Fools!
How foolish do you have to be to cut your own limbs, piece by piece, to feed a man-eating tiger?
And you have been feeding it for a full three hundred years!
Three hundred years!
Even a dumb pig would have realized that this approach is not working!
But what about you?
Do you still want to keep feeding it?!
Lette's questioning silenced the assembly. The elves bowed their heads with grim expressions, slowly clenching their fists.
"Just now, what she said was right. Inside the Elf Empire, there are indeed various problems.
Given the current state of the Empire, it likely cannot withstand the ravages of war.
But precisely because of this, we must fight this war!
We not only have to fight, but fight big! We must even strike preemptively! Attack proactively!
Only then will the Elf Empire have a sliver of hope!
Maybe, the Elf Empire can rise from its ashes and embark on the path of revival once more!
Everyone, look at the map!"
