The elite Werebeast warriors did not leave peacefully, or rather, everyone left holding their breath, looking very frustrated. Although a few of them were still alive, when the Siren asked for them, Su'er didn't know whether to say they were lucky or unlucky.
"Heiya heiya~~, don't be so petty~," Jibril said with a grin, putting her arm around Su'er's shoulder as if they were best buddies. "There was no danger at all, right? With me, a Flügel, protecting you, how could you possibly be in any real danger?"
Su'er rolled his eyes and ignored her. He just changed direction and continued walking, letting out a heavy breath from his nostrils.
She wasn't angry or humiliated at all because Su'er had thrown her away in the end. On the contrary, after she had decisively dealt with those weak Werebeasts, Jibril giggled and came closer.
"Honestly, don't you have that saying in your world? Men should be magnanimous, magnanimous!" Jibril said while patting Su'er's shoulder repeatedly.
"...Sorry, but I'm just a boy," The pain on his shoulder made Su'er unable to remain silent. He could only sneer and retort. Then he looked at Think on the other side and asked, "Are all their memories read?"
"Yes," Think stood up, rubbing her forehead slightly. Reading so many memories in a short period of time put a little pressure on her as well. "How should I put it? I can confirm that the Werebeasts' goal is not completely different from ours."
"Oh?"
"To put it simply, the reason why these Werebeasts are constantly trying to cross the sea is because they are almost unable to survive on the continent. Well, or rather, they are struggling to survive?" Think briefly explained to Su'er. "Including these Werebeasts who just died, all the previous Werebeasts were looking for safe and suitable islands for them to live on in the vast sea, so they weren't specifically looking for something here."
"Huh? How did the Werebeasts get to the point where they can't survive?" Think's answer not only didn't make Su'er's confusion disappear, but it increased even more. "Although they also can't use magic, their physical strength should be enough for them to survive on the continent, right? At the very least, it's much easier than for humans. And they were all doing well before, weren't they?"
"That was only before~," Think glanced at Su'er. "Speaking of which, it seems that you, Mr. Monkey, are also related to the Werebeasts' current situation?"
"What the heck? Me?" Su'er asked in astonishment. He couldn't imagine that this matter could be related to him.
"Yes, I saw it in his memory. After a battle with the Orcs two years ago, the Werebeasts, who suffered heavy losses, wanted to pull back their forces, but they were seized by the opportunity by the Sirens who had been watching them for a long time and directly attacked the capital, Kuyan. It was literally adding insult to injury."
"From his memory, I can see that many Werebeast children also died in the Siren's attack. Even their... well, shaman? Their leader fought to the death after using a second Blood Break to repel the Siren. The new shaman who was hastily appointed lacked prestige and couldn't quell the disputes among her subordinates and their feigned obedience. Coupled with the eastward expansion of the Elf's forces, she could only rely on the last of the former shaman's power to deal with some of the troublemakers and make the decision to cross the sea to find a new home, against all odds."
"Hmm~, although she lost some points in the beginning, judging from her final actions, she can be said to be a person with quite a bit of skill~," Think gave a brief review.
"So the Werebeasts have withdrawn from this great war~," Jibril said lightly, sitting cross-legged in the air, giving the final summary for the Werebeasts. "Hmm~, that doesn't seem right, but after losing many of their young, they probably won't be able to do anything for decades or even hundreds of years."
"That stupid Monster-san didn't include this group of Werebeasts just now~, they were also one of their few elites, and they all died here," Think added without any sympathy.
"Ahaha~, say what you want~," Jibril, who had just won a small victory, was in an extremely good mood. She completely ignored Think's sarcasm and just stretched with a relaxed smile, saying, "If they've withdrawn, they've withdrawn. Anyway, a lowly race that can't even use magic can't possibly have any interaction with the Suniaster~. The victory of the great war has nothing to do with them."
"By the way, Mr. Monkey? Mr. Monkey? Su'er?" After calling a few times without a response, Think reached out and waved her hand in front of Su'er's eyes. This man had maintained a stunned expression since just now, and he looked incredibly stupid.
"Are you interested in telling me how you feel right now? You were the fuse that personally led to the decline of a race... Do you feel a sense of pleasure?" Think asked while tucking her hair back, as if she were a news reporter. "Or should we continue to wait here? When the Werebeasts cross the sea in large numbers, we can sink all their ships and kill them at sea. In the memories just now, I saw that they have already found a suitable island."
"Do you want to enjoy this feast? The pleasure of personally wiping out a race?"
Think asked Su'er, who was looking dazed.