Aria did not respond to Ryan until there was no longer a single elf in sight on the battlefield.
The war between humans and Elves briefly came to a halt. No one knew when the next battle would arrive, and the pain brought by war had to be borne by each side alone.
On Ryan's side, he was also thinking about how to soothe the army's morale. After the passion of battle had passed, the shadow of death could not possibly vanish. "The pain brought by the past can only be avoided by the future."
Tiffany had appeared beside Ryan at some point. This living history book of a man had not been affected by the war in the slightest. He had long since grown indifferent to such emotions.
"The past is unavoidable, but the future is hope."
"As long as you can do it, bring them hope."
Ryan took a deep breath. Of course he understood that principle. Those in power did not need mercy, and he was also capable of giving them hope. "I plan to reclaim this stretch of the Lost Lands."
Ryan said to the Moonlight Knight:
"This stretch of the Lost Lands exceeds a million square kilometers and has large amounts of barren land. In particular, this land is very flat."
"The Abyssal Invasion did indeed extinguish life, but within three to five years, this land's vitality will be reborn. The power of the abyss is like a great fire sweeping through; the ash it leaves behind will nourish the land itself."
That was what he said, but in truth it was because they had won. Only then could the abyssal origins that had invaded this world be devoured and absorbed by the world. If they had not won, the entire world would have been