That's a fake elf

Fanasil, the sun is shining brightly at the Yancheng Port at this time, there is an endless stream of ships rushing to sea, and the streets are bustling with people, creating a peaceful scene.

But at this moment, a dark cloud covered the sky.

"Why does this damn weather change so easily?"

Maude, who was bargaining with the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, cursed secretly with an unhappy look on his face, took the money bag that the other party secretly handed over and stuffed it into his pocket, stamped the receipt, and prepared to go inside the house to hide from the rain. .

"My lord, there seems to be something wrong."

"Bastard, it's going to rain. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful with me..."

Maud, who was grabbed by his arm by his subordinate, was about to threaten him with salary deduction when his eyes suddenly widened.

The alarm bell on the watchtower of Haiyan Fort began to sound, and the whole port suddenly started to panic.

"It's... it's the Siren."

Some businessmen who were familiar with this alarm were frightened and fled in all directions when they saw the black spots on the horizon.

Panic began to spread rapidly like an infectious disease. Even the merchants who were unloading their goods began to flee into the city regardless of the goods on the ship.

Seeing the Siren Banshee less than 500 meters away from the port, Maud, who was wide and fat, had his legs trembling. When he saw his subordinates abandoning him and starting to evacuate the port in a panic, Maud suddenly became angry. :

"You bastards, do you still want to hang out here in the future?"

The tax officials were stunned for a moment and began to look at each other.

However, when they thought that if something happened to Maud, who was a close confidant of the Earl, and he would probably lose his job as a port tax officer and lose his luxurious life, they could only grit their teeth and go back to lift Maud up.

"Damn it, let me know who stole my car and I'll skin him!"

Maude, who was sitting in a small truck, showed a desperate expression when she saw the black feathers scattered on the ground by the siren banshees.

But at this moment, the earth suddenly began to tremble.

The billowing smoke spread from the north of the city to the port.

"Hahaha, it's your lord, we don't have to die." Looking at the archers riding in blue cloaks, Maud cried with joy.

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Looking at the densely packed sirens, Vatra's expression became uncertain.

For the past 20 years, he has been having trouble sleeping and eating because of the sirens.

These extremely vindictive women used poisoning, seduction, assassination and other methods in an endless stream in order to destroy the order in Haiyan City that he had finally established and developed. It can be said that they used all kinds of methods.

Although the secret archer force he established has been hunting siren banshees in the outer sea.

But these guys are very alert. As soon as his large army takes action, the traitors in the city will report it, and these siren banshees will immediately evacuate from the original gathering point, allowing his army to return without success.

Some time ago, he had received news that the group of sirens and banshees had been taken over by the sea elves. He thought he could settle down for a while.

But not long after, I heard that Poseidon Prison was attacked by Naga, the general Achilles died in battle, and all the siren banshees fled.

He originally thought that the siren banshees would hide in Naga's clan to recuperate, but he did not expect that they would actually come to Haiyan City this time.

"Your Majesty, it's too dangerous here, why don't you leave first." The white-haired butler Coster advised.

"Do you think I'm too old to wield a sword?" Vatra pulled out the two swords from his waist, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"Of course not, it's just your injury..." Coster glanced at Vatra's trembling hands and hesitated to speak.

"Haiyan City is my hard work. If anyone wants to destroy it, they must kill me first." Vatra's face darkened and he roared at the secret archers behind him:

"Warriors, the time has come to sacrifice your life for your country. Behind you now is your hometown. Your wives, children and friends are all there. The siren banshees are good at deceiving people. You must not let them get close to the city!"

"I will live and die with you!"

"Long live Fanathil!"

"Long live Fanathil!"

The secret archers who had originally seen hundreds of banshees and were a little uneasy saw the old count taking the lead, and their morale suddenly rose.

Feeling that the fear in the hearts of the soldiers disappeared, Vatra nodded secretly.

Although these secret archers cannot compare with the jungle warriors of Cuiting and the Pegasus knights of Maiden Spring due to the lack of training in blood and fire, their personal combat effectiveness is actually not weak.

As long as they go through a few more wars, they will soon become the mainstay of the country, and they can continue to protect Fanathil even after they die.

"Guiding arrows, ready!"

Seeing that the Siren Banshees were about to enter the shooting range, Vatra raised his sword high.

In the strong wind, the cloaks of the secret archers roared, but the bows and arrows in their hands remained motionless. Everyone held their breath and concentrated. As soon as the old count gave the order, thousands of arrows were fired immediately.

boom boom boom boom

Seeing that the siren banshees began to lower their flying altitude, Vatra prepared to order the arrow to be released.

But at this moment, a thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the silver lightning swept past the secret archers like a giant sword, but did not hurt anyone.

"Who is your Excellency? Why are you helping the Siren Banshee?" With just one glance, Vatra already understood that if the other party really wanted to kill them, they would have been wiped out just now.

"Quack quack!"

A huge black crow fell from the sky and flew not far from Vatra, making a strange cry.

The shiny black feathers and the lightning that had not dissipated between the hairs made Vatra's pupils shrink.

Even if the familiar can summon large-scale storms and lightning, then its master must be more powerful.

After only hesitating for a moment, Vatra planned to put himself in danger to see if he could make the other party show up.

But the crow seemed to see through his purpose, and after just sizing him up, he suddenly transformed into a wind and thunder element and disappeared, leaving him stunned.

A depressing feeling of approaching storm made Vatra restless.

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea not far from the port, and a black battleship broke out of the water, sending chills down Vatra's back.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the news brought by the nobles who came to Fanathil from the Maritime Fortress.

"Wow, is this Fanasier? It's completely different from Moon Tide Island!"

A little girl couldn't wait to jump off the boat, and then began to point at Haiyan City as if no one else was around, not paying any attention to Vatra's vigilant eyes.

"Miss Perona, please don't run around!" A six-armed Naga was lying on the edge of the boat and shouted to the little girl.

"Catch her!" Vatra looked at the unsuspecting Perona with a stern look in his eyes.

A dozen secret archers immediately drew their daggers and rushed towards Perona.

But the next second, several tornadoes rolled up in the port, and the dozen secret archers were swept into the sea water.

"I knew you wouldn't be honest, Vatra."

"Vimona, do you want to start a war with Fanathil and Atlanti at the same time?"

Vatra's expression darkened when he saw the silver-haired female elf lying on the edge of the boat with a wind blade wrapped around her finger and sneering at him.

"Haha, who told you that I am your enemy?" Vimona glanced at Vatra with a half-smile, took a few steps back, and let someone walk in front of her.

"Is it you?" Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar person, Vatra showed an expression of disbelief.

"Long time no see, Lord Earl, how good it has been lately!" Looking at Wattela's astonished expression, the smile on Leon's face grew wider and wider.