Nobles, having chosen to send troops to battle, surely faced casualties numbering in the tens of thousands. Perhaps you don't lack strength now, but that doesn't mean you won't after the war.
For the continuation of your species, I suggest the Sacrifice Shaman considers carefully. After all, the Elven tribe's reproductive capacity is truly worrying, and there's no need to sacrifice lives for a war that isn't yours."
Bluffing, just bluffing.
The inheritance of the Elf Race had nothing to do with him. If he wasn't planning to use these elves as bargaining chips in future negotiations, he wouldn't bother persuading here.
Glancing back, Shaman Romo read a desire for life in the eyes of the elves around him. Everyone wanted to survive; no one wanted to die.
Hudson's words became their best psychological comfort. This wasn't their war; they were just here to help. There was no need to fight to the death for the Ancient Heritage Alliance.
