That's right.
Think's single sentence made Su'er feel like he had been enlightened - unlike humans with their complex minds, as the embodiment of an intangible concept, the divine are generally bound by their own concepts and are indeed pure.
Unfortunately, the War God's wish will probably never be fulfilled. Don't you have a number on the nature of your own power?
Su'er was a little bit gloating. Even a divine with invincible power couldn't achieve his wish... Isn't that interesting?
Knowing the reason for the outbreak of the great war did not make Su'er feel at all relieved. Instead, he became even more depressed. If the reason for the war was to compete for the extremely precious thing of the One True God's throne, then how could it possibly stop?
How could the ordinary and powerless body of a human possibly stop it?
Su'er raised his head, and his eyes swept over Think and Jibril - Jibril was bound to stand on the War God's side and had to win the final victory for her master.
Although she seemed rebellious and would launch a rebellion and attack on the War God at any time, this Flügel was indeed a loyal and good Flügel, perfectly fulfilling her mission as a creation.
Then what about Think?
In that dark cave where the bonfire was lit, the words Think had said were still lingering in his ears. This light golden-haired Elf wanted to kill all the other races to end this great war. Leaving aside whether this method of using killing to stop killing could be achieved, Su'er was even more pessimistic about this plan after learning about the War God's power. However, Think was still extremely firm.
Su'er wanted to stop the war in other ways, just like in his previous world, where everyone, holding the most dangerous power, ushered in peace. Otherwise, the escalating intensity of this war would one day completely destroy the planet that everyone relies on to live, but...
Looking at the clean back in front of him, even her own creator, who wanted her to win the divine throne for him, would only be met with this arrogant Elf's disdainful mockery. How could she possibly help him?
Su'er was in a state of confusion.
He never thinks too highly of himself, and he is never overly confident - Su'er doesn't think that his short life can change the minds of these two long-lived species... This is even what he has been worrying about recently.
He suddenly could understand Riku again.
That boy, who was theoretically younger than him and had never seen a wider world, was once again walking in front of him.
During one of their expeditions, the settlement actually had a chance to learn the reason for the outbreak of the great war and the conditions needed for it to end. Even Su'er himself longed to decipher those contents at that time. However, Riku, after staring for a long time, chose to give up carrying those materials back and only carried other supplies.
[The survival of humans requires hope. Even if the hope that 'the war will end one day' is illusory, it is still better than the despair after all hope is killed.]
This was the explanation Riku gave Su'er later in the cave where it was just the two of them.
Now Su'er finally understood this point, but everything seemed a little too late.
The war could never end, and this world of suffering would never disappear.
Despair.
Sitting blankly in the lake water, Su'er looked up at the rock dome, only feeling that he had no strength in his body, and even thinking felt tiring.
Jibril was the most powerful existence he had ever seen, but the power needed to end the great war was like a cup of water in the ocean for her - and Jibril was not even in her most powerful state at this moment.
How far was he from Jibril's power level?
No, Su'er, use your intelligence. Think, think if there are any other ways... Your mind... your power...
[...Go to the eastern island...]
[...There might be... the answer...]
Okein last voice...
But what was the point of that?
The existence of the War God was an insurmountable high wall.
His calf hurts so much. Looking up from his chaotic thoughts, Su'er saw that Think was pinching his flesh with her hand.
"..."
"Is Mr. Monkey troubled by the great war?", noticing that Su'er had regained his attention, Think asked airily.
"...Is something wrong?", Su'er dodged the question and asked back with a slight gasp.
This Elf was really ruthless. He could guarantee that his calf would definitely be bruised tomorrow.
"You don't have to worry~"
"...Huh?"
"I mean, Mr. Monkey doesn't have to be so troubled~"
Think's voice was airy, as if she were singing. While plucking a clump of bubbles on her body and gently blowing them away, the light golden-haired Elf comforted Su'er.
He was confused.
"I will definitely end the great war."
Her voice had never been so firm. Think turned half her body to look at Su'er behind her. The snowy white foam slipped from her fair skin, and the six-sided hexagon in her pupils flickered with a determined light.
"After all, I'm a genius~~", the serious expression suddenly shattered like a snowflake. Think smiled sweetly. That smile was completely relaxed, full of confidence. Her soft golden long hair fell along her shoulders, and her fair collarbones were clearly visible.
"A so-called genius is an existence that can ignore annoying reality and directly achieve their goals. Whether it's the great war or the War God, I will eliminate all of them - because I'm a genius~!"
Even the end of her words was floating. Think's smile became even more brilliant.
"...", his throat moved slightly. Su'er wanted to say a word of thanks but couldn't, "...Don't move around, you haven't been rinsed yet."
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk", Jibril couldn't help but let out a strange sound and sat up from the water with a subtle expression, "...Have you two really not mated?"
This dignified Flügel actually said such vulgar words. This pink-haired girl showed no sign of shame.
"There's no need to hide it, you know? I know you're very reserved, Su'er~, but the desire for racial reproduction is a very normal thing, you know? Please don't suppress it!!", the pink-haired Flügel little girl said with a sacred expression and spread her arms.
At this moment, she really looked like a pervert warrior.
"Cough cough cough, what's normal? Can you be a little more normal?", Su'er was a bit overwhelmed by these words he was caught off guard by. He almost choked on his own saliva. With a bad-tempered roll of his eyes, Su'er continued: "Is there really no need to hide it if there's nothing?"
"Just as you can see--"
"Just as you can see, it's just a play of an ordinary slave serving his master", before Su'er could finish his words, Think raised her voice and spoke quickly, getting ahead of him.
She pulled the wooden basin floating on the water next to her, scooped some lake water with it, and poked the basin into Su'er's hand, signaling for him to rinse her back again.
"What are you waiting for?"
"My... slave?"