Demon Lord

Hearing what Sally said, Roddy and Akasha looked at each other, and then stopped explaining.

I can tell the priority, don't look at me that way.

Sally sighed, and when she raised her head, golden sunlight had already penetrated the horizon. The surviving humans finally saw the appearance of these high elf guards, and many people exclaimed - after all, elves rarely appear in front of humans, and it is really strange that there are more than a hundred of them at once.

They won't be affected by sunlight?

No, unless it is directly irradiated with the Holy Light spell, most people will not be able to see the difference.

'Pig'Pig'Island'Novel'www.huhuom If you get close, will there be a loophole?

I let them simulate the state of 'breathing' all the time, unless they stick it to listen to the heartbeat to find the problem.

There are still such undead? It's the first time I've heard of it...

Akasha and Sally started asking and answering questions by themselves, making Roddy on the side feel like a background wall. He coughed dryly: My injury is nothing serious, but just to be on the safe side... Sally, please let the Rose Cross team stay back.

This was something that had to be done. Sally didn't need to care about the undead, but if any clergyman came out to make a fuss, the problem would be much more serious.

The Duchess also realized that there was still a lot of aftermath to be done. After carefully confirming that Roddy's bandages were fine, she waved her hand and made a gesture with Akasha before trotting away—this attitude made Roddy feel a little bit It was weird, but Akasha didn't show any emotion, but her eyes were lowered, as if she had something on her mind.

Rody thought his injury was stable, and immediately asked Akasha to treat the wounded as much as possible. After the little priest left, Rody had the energy to scan the surrounding scene. However, looking around, the camp was chaotic and chaotic. Except for the soldiers walking numbly, there were only blood and corpses left in the camp.

Soderol!

exist!

A blood-stained Soderol ran over from a distance, with a broken sword he picked up somewhere on his waist. Several pieces of the blade were broken, and the armor was mottled with cut marks, but he was in good spirits.

Rody bared his teeth, shouting so loudly that the wound hurt badly, but he still endured the pain and said: Don't let any orcs escape, send people to chase after them with cavalry, and kill those who escape down the mountain!

clear.

Soderol turned to leave,

But he was stopped by Rody: Also, let Erwin bring a few survivors, I have to ask why they came here so mad...

It is difficult to count the casualties for a while, but Rody looked at the corpses that were gradually restrained and placed in the open space, and he also understood that this battle was quite tragic-even if Augustine's incarnation was only advanced to level 30, the Knight of Titus almost Died under the death entanglement, not to mention the ordinary soldiers who were implicated...

The partial loss made Roddy sigh, but he was more worried about Augustine's position in this incident.

What on earth is this old bone trying to do? What is the purpose of Tasman?

Why did he recognize the profession of demon hunter and insist on killing himself?

Rody wasn't even in the mood to look at the quest rewards. He raised his eyes slightly, and locked on a few orc prisoners who were shoved by Erwin...

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After all, there are only a few people who are as calm as Rody. For the nobles who are doing their best, this is probably the longest night in their entire lives.

Catherine sat slumped on the ground, breathing in the slightly cold morning air. The arm strained by excessive force was extremely painful, her underwear was soaked in sweat, and she trembled when the wind blew. It took her a long time to recover from the crazy and bloodthirsty state, and gradually heard the conversations around her ears——

We survived...

The enemies are all dead.

Won…

The crisis of ten deaths and no lives finally turned into a Jedi counterattack, which really made these people feel like they were in a dream. However, when the battlefield was displayed in front of people with the light of the morning sun, there were no cheers from all around.

No one can be happy.

The corpses in front of him are piled up like a mountain. Among them are comrades-in-arms who have just died in battle, noble private soldiers who have been transformed into undead, and countless farmers and villagers wearing coarse clothes.

The corpses of orcs only accounted for a small part, and more than 90% of the corpses in the camp in front of the mine belonged to humans—in other words, this brutal battle meant that thousands of people died in the Karen Kingdom overnight. people.

Damn undead scum!

Baron Coleman next to him cursed in a low voice, his body was stabbed, he barely stood up after being bandaged, his face was pale and ugly-This kind of villain who can only hide in the shadows will be purified sooner or later!

However, Catherine also knows that this kind of talk is just talk: under the current situation, it is impossible for the Kingdom of Karen to organize an army to conquer the undead, not to mention that the royal family has always advocated friendly coexistence with the undead, so this time...they may only He knocked out his teeth and swallowed.

Putting aside these frustrations and humiliations, when the danger of life disappeared, the grief of her father's death gradually overwhelmed Catherine. Thinking of the current situation of the family, she was even a little dizzy for a while, her feet tripped unintentionally, and she turned straight to the side fell down...

Snapped.

Just when Catherine thought she was going to fall to the ground, a hand stretched out beside her held her arm firmly. She looked intently, and what caught her eyes was the hem of the robe with a simple but luxurious look. .

Raising her head, she realized that the person supporting her was actually a beautiful high elf.

The opponent was half a head taller than herself, with a tall and straight figure, a magic wand on his waist, no expression on his stern face, and his eyes were as calm as lake water - Catherine immediately confirmed that the opponent was the elf mage who established the victory, Immediately, the posture was much more respectful: Thank... thank you, this battle is thanks to you...

The high elf arcanist opened his hand lightly and looked at her silently.

Catherine bent down to salute, and continued: That...may I ask, are you a mage under the command of Lord Rody?

She knew that with this battle, the drastic changes in the power of the kingdom had become a reality. No matter what the result was, her family would inevitably advance and retreat with Rody, so Catherine wanted to understand the power behind him more and more...

But the mage looked at her for a moment, but suddenly said: Bazz—.

Forehead?

Catherine was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that it was a language barrier - since she had never learned Elvish, the two parties naturally couldn't communicate.

After the other party finished speaking, he nodded and left. Although his posture was indifferent, he was still polite. This made Catherine, who has always been known as sociable, feel a little inexplicably.

But not far away, Akasha, who lowered her head to help the wounded, suddenly turned her head to look this way. As the commander of the undead, she has never listened to these subordinates, but the current situation is obviously beyond her control...

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At the same time, in Pacaro City, Senna, who hadn't slept all night, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Viscount Anru, you have worked hard this night.

Now, he has recognized his situation: Even if the family mage and his team are wiped out, as long as the Mirno family still has the royal family's backing, no one can touch him.

So after sending a letter to his father asking for help, he took control of the initiative with one hand. Even though An Ru was the lord who dominated one side, Senna still didn't have the slightest stage fright: I have already written to notify the four nearby fortresses. If the carrier pigeon is fast enough , They will respond this afternoon, and the first batch of reinforcements will arrive the day after tomorrow, but you and I don’t have to worry about those orcs anymore.”

To be honest, I really don't have much experience in dealing with the enemy, thanks to Viscount Senna's timely response...

Needless to say, An Ru's ability to judge the situation, and he still doesn't forget to flatter at this moment, but his eyes are always glanced outside the door - although he doesn't want to have conflicts with the Milno family, he is also afraid that Sally and those nobles will Going back and forth, making trouble for myself.

Senna knew what he was worried about, waved his hand and said: Don't think about them, those orcs are not stupid, no one can escape.

An Ru swallowed, seeing that there was no one around, she still couldn't hold back the anxiety in her heart, and said in a low voice, But what if...

They are traitors, has Viscount Anru forgotten this?

Senna had already thought up a set of rhetoric: These nobles, headed by the Duke of Efta, are collaborating with the orcs, taking advantage of the opportunity of the spring safari to join hands with other lords of the wreckage kingdom, thanks to you and I who discovered the clue and pulled out early to save Paka The safety of the people of Luocheng...

We are the heroes of the kingdom, and they...will be left in bad taste for thousands of years! I say this, does Master An Ru understand?

Senna's words were calm, but his expression was slightly crazy.

An Ru swallowed. Although he knew that this was the only way out, but when he really heard the other party say that... his spine still felt a little chilly - to put it bluntly, this is naked murder and blame, and the charges are enough Completely destroy a family, rather than simply losing some benefits!

From then on, the Efta Territory may cease to exist, and the Luciferon Family will also become dust of history!

Are you worried about them escaping? It doesn't matter. I have already sent a letter to my father to explain this matter. At the same time, I also warned the guards of the four surrounding fortresses to enter a state of combat readiness, and be wary of these traitors leading the orcs to break through the city gate.

Cena's line of thinking cuts to the chase: He doesn't care how things happened, he just wants the fact to be nailed down.

Is this... enough?

An Ru is also considered a seasoned veteran, but she always feels that this is not safe enough.

not enough.

Senna narrowed his eyes, and continued after the other party showed a questioning look: So now I have to trouble Viscount Anru with something...

Choose a cavalry team, take the orc heads I've cut off and go straight to the imperial city, and present this information directly to His Majesty!

As long as His Majesty sees my letters and evidence, no matter what the result is, at least you and I can be guaranteed not to be affected...

This is the advantage of the Mirno family: Compared with other nobles in the kingdom, Senna is more aware of the methods of His Majesty-Charles II, who has never had a good impression of Efta, must be happy to see Sally's treasonous fact.

Regardless of whether the charge of traitor can be crucified, this suspicion will definitely not go away. For the royal family, the only factor that cannot be controlled is cleaning up.

So...they will die sooner or later!

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Again, I will definitely not be a eunuch. I will try my best to update it every Monday, and try to add as many words as possible for each update.