"Why do we believe in the motherland and the ruling officer?"
"Because we believe in the Mother Goddess. We believe in Alfheim that she has created. She has sent the ruling officer to the motherland, to us."
"Who should we serve first?"
"Serve the motherland, the people, and the ruling officer."
"What should we obey?"
"Faith in the state. The ruling officer. The National Socialist movement."
"Good,"
the instructor nodded.
"Assemble at the southern sports field in half an hour, stand at attention, dismissed!"
With their closely cropped hair and gray loose-fitting exercise clothes—drastically different from the traditional long hair and green outfits of Elves—this group of young Elf students resembled zealous monks from some religious order. A "click" of heels coming together sounded, dozens of arms performed a tidy military salute, followed by the noise of chairs being moved, and the tapping of footsteps—every single sound as uniform as if made by one person.
