Knight with Wand

The sun rises, and the golden rays of light shine down, blessing the realm of the living again.

Kilmerton Fortress, scarred by numerous bloody battles, gradually awakens in the morning light.

Leon strode back to the city defense area and climbed to the top of the city wall.

He glanced inside and outside, and saw that the stationed dwarf army was methodically assisting the coalition forces in taking over half of the fortress's defense.

However, the two Heran armies with subtly different styles were stationed in the east and west, with the Feru coalition forces in between. Except for the brief side-by-side fighting last night, the two factions of dwarves seemed unwilling to live together.

In the sky, teams of Dwarf Manticore Cavalry flew in an orderly manner, vigilantly patrolling the dangerous Kilmerton Pass. On the main passage of the fortress, the furnace golems with their furnace lights extinguished quietly shrank into a ball, like three huge statues.

The Black Scale Flying Dragon and the Molten Flame Dragon Lizard were lying in the camp outside the fortress. Occasionally, the two giant beasts would roar provocatively from a distance, and the majestic dragon roars made the air buzz.

This powerful army of Heran dwarves brought unparalleled sense of security to the precarious coalition forces.

However, the sudden appearance of thousands of dwarves, who had only been heard of in ancient stories, also aroused people's strong curiosity.

Many coalition soldiers who survived the disaster tried to express their gratitude to the mysterious dwarves for their support, but most of the dwarf warriors just nodded silently in response and remained silent.

This is not because the Heran people are cold-hearted, but because they have been isolated from the countries on the mainland for hundreds of years. Except for a few upper-class dwarves and a very small number of dwarves who have hidden their identities and visited the Feru society, most of the reclusive Heran people no longer know the languages ​​of other human countries, which hinders further communication between them.

Arriving at the towering tower with the flag of the sea eagle emblem flying, Leon saw many coalition soldiers hurrying in and out of Ines's command post. Inside the tower, the clear and pleasant voice of the Third Princess gave orders to the officers in an orderly manner.

At this moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess has become the highest-ranking commander in the coalition forces except for herself.

After a night of fierce fighting, although the soldiers could take a break and rest for a while, the surviving leaders still could not slack off. The huge casualties caused by the battle, with more than half of the personnel lost, brought about many difficult and complicated problems.

Many wounded soldiers were in urgent need of medical treatment, a large number of knights and officers died heroically in battle, and among the complex coalition forces, many soldiers who were confused and scattered due to the death of their lords also needed to be reorganized urgently.

The battle was so brutal that if it was a fight for power among the living, the coalition forces might have surrendered due to the collapse of morale.

It was precisely facing the inhuman undead monsters and this desperate situation with no possibility of surrender that inspired the tenacity of the coalition forces, allowing them to hold the fortress and finally wait for the arrival of reinforcements.

Walking into the tower, Leon saw a girl with a slightly disheveled appearance. Her long hair seemed to have not been braided in time, and was simply tied into a ponytail behind her.

Seeing the figure coming in, Ines concealed her solemn and indifferent expression and relaxed a lot. She raised her hand and temporarily ended the conversation with her subordinates.

"I feel relieved to see that you are safe and sound." Ines said with a smile.

"Sorry, we came back too late and scared you, Your Highness." Leon saluted to the other party with gratitude.

After learning the situation from Azerien, Leon didn't expect that the girl didn't evacuate during the bloody battle.

After all, whether the coalition forces were defeated or not, it would not constitute a fundamental loss to her, Princess Orlando. The worst that could happen was that she would withdraw her troops and return to the north.

As for his own political investment, there was no sign of it until this disaster was over.

But it was also thanks to the perseverance of the other side and their Sea Eagle Knights. Otherwise, Leon understood that after the death of Count Elliver, there would be no qualified leader in the fortress to command the overall situation, and they would not be able to hold on until he could lead his troops back, and the entire army would be wiped out.

And if they were to return to a pass occupied by a horde of vampires, Leon could not imagine how terrible a price he would have to pay to recapture the fortress even with the help of the unexpected dwarven reinforcements.

If the coalition forces were defeated, all the previous victories in Baldim would be in vain. Leon really didn't think that Count Runaf, who was mediocre in ability, could fight against the undead with his remaining troops and patchwork militia.

Ines shook her head. "No one could have predicted the enemy's speed and methods of advance. They are different from the previous undead army. There are 7,000 troops stationed in the fortress. We have tried our best to guard against them, but those monsters are more powerful and weird than we have ever seen before."

Ines said anxiously, "By the way, can you please do me a favor? My warlock advisor and the captain of the guards were seriously injured last night. I heard that your valet knight, Lord Arundel, is proficient in healing magic. Can you ask him to heal Agatha and Harvey?"

"Of course, Corvis is outside, I'll ask him to check it out later." Leon nodded.

"What are the casualties of the coalition forces?" he continued to ask.

"It's not optimistic." Ines said bitterly: "My Knights still have 1,500 warriors who can continue to fight, and the troops of the Farolis family

They suffered heavy losses in the fierce battle with those 'vampires', with less than 1,300 soldiers still able to fight. Their morale was very low. Lord Elliver and Lord Balfe, as well as many leaders of the Briarflower family, had unfortunately died in the battle. Now the one leading the remaining army was Sir David.

As for the Kantadars, only a thousand of them are still alive. However, I don’t think they will be able to fight hard battles for quite some time.”

Leon frowned and folded his hands in thought. The current situation was very bad. Azerien said that the vampire leader who led the undead monsters to invade the fortress that night was extremely powerful and terrifying. He left suddenly for some unknown reason, so the fortress defenders were not completely defeated.

Now, before the reinforcements from the Baldim family and other Kantadar troops arrive in the rear, it seems very difficult for this exhausted army to continue to hold the pass area alone without the help of the Helan troops outside.

The troops of Avalon and the Knights of the Holy Lake also suffered heavy losses in the long-term fighting, and now there are only more than 1,300 people. Together with the hundreds of Shatai Griffin mercenaries led by Baron Ivan, the main force of the entire coalition front has only half of the previous strength after the war.

As for the dwarves

Ines looked at the thoughtful Leon, pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Let me be curious, Lord Leon, where did you find such a powerful Heraen army? The Western Continent has not seen them for hundreds of years. Are they allies you contacted in advance?"

"It's a long story," Leon smiled bitterly, then picked out some parts that could be said and briefly explained how he had encountered the "Dwarf Mission" and how he had accidentally run into the Dwarf Army looking for him in the area outside the pass last night.

On the city wall outside the tower, there were dense and heavy footsteps.

The Sea Eagle Knights who were guarding outside looked awkwardly at the short, heavily-armored dwarf guards, who were surrounding two majestic bearded men in simple and luxurious armor, and were walking straight towards the princess.

(Heraan) "Where's the big guy? I heard he's here!!" The mane-crowned dwarf holding a war hammer shouted impatiently to the Feru people around him.

The Sea Eagle Knights who could not understand the Dwarven language looked at each other in bewilderment.

They knew at first glance that the other party was a person of extremely noble status, and also a powerful helper to save the coalition forces. However, they didn't know whether they should stop him from breaking into the coalition command post with such a loud voice.

Fortunately, the people of Avalon outside the tower rescued the confused Sea Eagle Knights.

Corvis took the initiative to step forward and bowed in greeting.

(Heraen) "Greetings to the two noble kings, His Majesty Gorim, Lord of the Steel Furnace, and His Majesty Kamoz, King of the Barren Mountains. Allow me to inform my master to come out and greet you two."

"Call your master to discuss our affairs. Heraen's army has helped you solve your urgent problems. Now it's your master's turn to show us his sincerity." Gorim said to the young Feru man in front of him with an old and majestic voice.

Having already heard the loud voice of Kamoz, the King of the Barren Mountains, Leon walked out of the tower.

Ines followed out out of curiosity, wanting to get acquainted with the legendary Heran dwarves and their king.

"You two Majesties, you have come just in time. I was just about to discuss what to do next with you."

Leon knew that the two dwarf kings could actually understand Feru, so he did not deliberately communicate in the unfluent Heran language.

The little princess looked at the two bearded men who were shorter than herself, and quickly recognized the characteristics Leon had just described about them.

She came to Leon's side, held her waist and bowed her head, saluting respectfully: "Your Majesty Gorim and Your Majesty Kamoz, in this dark moment, I am honored and grateful to have the help of the two glorious kings of Heraen."

"Well, I accept your greetings and thanks, but who are you?" Grimm looked at the young girl and answered in Feru.

"This is the daughter of the current King of Orland, Ines Hecha Drakmar." Leon took the initiative to introduce the little princess according to etiquette.

"Can you please stop talking nonsense? I'm not interested in the identity of your blonde lover. Let's talk about when you're leaving with us." Kamoz interrupted rudely, carrying his war hammer.

In front of the tower, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Leon raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and saw from the corner of his eye that the eyes of the surrounding Sea Eagle Knights were wide open. Some of the young knights had red faces and gritted their teeth, tightly gripping the hilts of their swords, as if they were particularly angry that the princess they were loyal to was offended in such a way. That should be it.

He suddenly felt fortunate that Olivia was still helping to reorganize the army, otherwise the little girl's face would have been so puffy that it would have turned into a puffer fish.

Ines had a strange expression on her face. She felt that she should be angry at the dwarf king's rudeness, but for some reason, she couldn't feel angry at all.

Gao Lim frowned helplessly and looked at his cousin who was becoming more and more wild. "Kamozi, has your brain been completely corroded by the wind and sand in the wasteland? At your age, can you be more polite in front of outsiders?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Kamoz frowned, squinted his eyes and looked at Ines again.

"Oh, sorry, I thought you were another blonde chick I met before. You outsiders all look the same." Kamozzi spoke gruffly and shrugged without any grace, probably without any intention of reflecting on himself.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. This King Kamoz comes from a very far away place. He probably can't recognize the difference between us Feru people." Leon coughed lightly and apologized to Ines to explain the old man's face blindness.

I hope this little episode won't get out and turn into some weird rumor.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Leon saw that Ines didn't seem to take it too seriously, so he sent Corvis to accompany the princess to heal Agatha and Master Harvey, while he took the two dwarf kings to another place for a detailed discussion.

Everyone sat down in a quiet, soundproof room. Leon got straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty Gorim, Your Majesty Kamoz, I'm very grateful for your help, but I can't leave the coalition. On the contrary, I hope your troops can stay and continue to help us fight the undead."

Kamoz slapped the table, and the loud noise startled the guards outside the door.

"This is different from what you said last night! Boy, you agreed to it straight away! I advise you to keep your word to me."

Gorim, who was standing aside, was not as irritable as his cousin in Huangshan, but he also looked at the Feru noble in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze. If there was no reasonable explanation, he would be even angrier than Kamoz.

"Please be patient, Your Majesties. Last night was an urgent matter and I couldn't delay the march to talk to you in detail. But I never told you that the way to help you open the 'Gate to the Realm' is to go to the distant bone burial wasteland with you." Leon waved his hand and explained.

As he spoke, he looked at Hem, the ancient survivor who was sitting next to the King of Steelforge:

"I think Lord Hem probably failed to express my original meaning clearly. Only if you help me to recapture the holy city of Rolandar that has fallen into the hands of the undead, where the 'Court of the King of Law' of the ancient Lord Ilaril once stood, can I activate the ancient magic there and use the earth veins of the holy city to repair and activate the facilities in the northern wasteland."

"Rolandar, the Court of the King of Law?" The King of the Wild Mountains looked at Gorim with a little doubt.

"Thousands of years ago, the king of our ancestors, Ulfgard, led the ancient people. Like other races, they worshipped a Lorelit wizard named Ilaril who was as powerful as a god and protected the world." Gorim had no choice but to popularize the history of a thousand years ago to his cousin.

"Elder Hem, is it true?" Kamoz frowned and looked at the captain of the Rune Furnace Guard from ancient times.

"Yes, Lord Ilaril, you do live in Rolandar." Hem nodded to the current ruler of the Desolate Mountain City.

"Then where is that Rolandal?" Kamoz didn't waste any words. He groaned in his throat and turned to ask Leon.

Leon immediately called the guards outside and asked them to bring the map.

Spreading out the parchment, he first pointed out the direction of Kilmerton Pass, and then pointed out the location of the Holy Land City.

"As you can see, this place is southeast." Leon said, and sighed: "Originally, I have led my army to the border of the kingdom below. Once I am ready to march, I will cross the river and be only a few days away from Rolandar.

But now, the aggressive undead have forced my army to retreat to Kilmerton Fortress. If you two want to open the ancient passage left by your ancestors, you must help me fight against the undead, form an alliance, and fight back to Rolandar. "

"You tall people like you are really troublesome. No wonder our ancestors have to leave this world." Kamoz thought of the scenes he had seen here during this period of time and grinned with his beard.

Leon was not angry about the King of the Barren Mountain's complaint, and still waited patiently for the other party's reply.

However, he did hear the cold snort from the little teacher in his heart.

".These Helan people, do you still have the nerve to complain about others causing trouble? If not..."

Leon only heard half of what Laura said, and then he seemed to be angry and stopped talking.

Kamoz sat back on the raised chair, holding the handle of the war hammer, and pondered. He looked at Gorim who remained silent.

The two dwarf kings knew it well.

The number of people in Steelforge Castle and Desolate Mountain City is not that large. Each of the two families sent out 3,000 people. The 6,000 troops that came all the way to the south to "kidnap people" are already one-third of the entire survivors.

It's okay to fight a few battles, but it's too risky to be dragged into a protracted war in a foreign land far away from our homeland in the north.

What if they find out in the end that the guy in front of them is just trying to trick them into fighting for the Feru people and is full of lies?

"Sir Leon, I can't sacrifice the lives of countless people just for your one-sided words.

The Helan people have done their best to help you out, unless you can provide more credible evidence to prove that what you said is true." Gorim's expression did not change, or perhaps it was difficult to discern his expression on his bearded face.

"I have pointed out the location of the realm gate to you, and you have indeed found it. Isn't that enough? If you sit back and do nothing and allow the undead disaster to spread, even if you hide far away, you will be devoured by them sooner or later." Leon was a little dissatisfied.

"The future you're talking about is too far away. Besides, I believe that with the number of you Feru people on the continent, you will be able to solve this problem sooner or later. It may be difficult for you to accept, but for us, even the death of one of our tribesmen is more serious than sacrificing a thousand tall people." The old Gorim was stubbornly unmoved.

Leon was in a dilemma. Should he really reveal Laura's existence to these two dwarf kings?

But honestly, even if I took them back to Avalon and went to the Mage Tower to summon Laura herself to confront them, would these two old men believe me?

Hem had never met Ilaril before, so how convincing could he be based on his appearance of white hair and golden eyes?

Leon remained silent, seeking help from Lola in his heart, not knowing how to convince the two dwarf kings.

Is he going to force them to stay and help in the battle by threatening to die in battle and taking the secret of reopening the gate to the realm to the underworld?

At this time, the captain of the Ancient Furnace Guard, who was silently staring at the map, suddenly interjected tentatively: "Sir Leon, is it enough if we can get your army back to Rolandar?"

Leon came back to his senses and looked at the survivor of Heraen: "Of course, but as you can see, it is becoming increasingly difficult for us to fight against the offensive of the undead alone, so I need your army."

"If you just need an opportunity to attack Rolandar instead of taking back all the lands occupied by the undead, then I do have a good idea."

"What do you mean?" Leon was puzzled by the strangeness of the other party's words.

The two dwarf kings also looked at the elder.

Facing everyone's gaze, Hem scratched his beard awkwardly and said to His Majesty Gorim and Kamoz, "We don't have to walk on the ground and fight those dead bodies. Your Majesties, think about how we got here."

Leon's eyes lit up in an instant.

That’s right! He read in the ancient books in the Mage Tower that these dwarves were always good at digging holes.

And this dwarf army from the far north, after finding out their whereabouts, also followed the ancient Heraen underground city network all the way. When they encountered blockages and collapses, they occasionally took the land route. Most of the way passed through underground mines and passages before finally arriving at the Sobornitz Territory.

If there was an underground webway leading directly to Rolandar, why would they have to fight the undead army on the ground?

Leon quickly asked Laura about this possibility in his heart, but was poured a basin of cold water by the little teacher.

".Unfortunately, the construction of the King's Court, whether in the sky or underground, must be approved by me, and I have never allowed the Helan people to build mines under Rolandar. These guys are too good at digging, and they will destroy the stability of the earth veins if they are not careful." Laura's little head shook in the dark.

Leon was disappointed when he heard this.

Gorrim looked at the map of the Feru people, and turned to remind Hem helplessly: "Elder, the underground network map preserved in Steelforge Castle does not connect to the tunnels in the Rolandar area. It's like a vacuum there, and all the ancient tunnels seem to have been bypassed."

Hem raised his hand in front of his beard, cleared his throat, and looked a little embarrassed.

But then he thought, the crime was committed by the top brass of the Edel Mining Chamber of Commerce back then, and he was just the security chief of a branch mine who had met with misfortune. What was there to be afraid of?

What’s more, more than a thousand years have passed and the great lord is gone. How can the big shots in the French court come out of the Dead Sea to investigate?

After figuring it out, Hem looked at Leon and said, "Actually, Sir Leon, do you remember when I left your territory, I took people to the main mine tunnel?

At that time, we arrived at the main mining station of the Chamber of Commerce, and then in the safe, er, not the filing cabinet, we accidentally found a mining road map from that time."

Leon's brows relaxed slightly.

He seemed to have a premonition of what the other party was going to say.

"The Edel Mining Chamber of Commerce had a small mining tunnel that mined the underground spiritual vein mines in the Rolandar area."

Leon seemed to hear it in his heart, and Laura seemed to be stunned for a moment, then chuckled with relief.

".Hehe little mine road."

I don’t know.

Are you angry?