The Sims Evolved from Goblins

"Where's Guerrero?"

"Master, Guerrero seems to know about what happened between you and Madam Claya. Seeing that Madam Claya was unwilling to leave, he gave the slave document to Madam Claya and left. He left in a hurry, without even taking the servants with him, only a cavalry escort. By the way, this is the letter Guerrero sent to you!"

Butler Sid took out a letter from his arms.

Guerrero's letter?

A trace of hesitation flashed in Bolton's eyes.

But in the end, he still opened the envelope.

[Master Bolton, I'm leaving. I have handed the slave document to Madam. She is obviously my wife, but she still has the identity of a slave. I'm sorry, this is my selfishness. I wrote this letter for no other reason. There are some things I wanted to say to you a long time ago, but I didn't dare, and I didn't want to. I went to find Claya for you. I found her, but I didn't give her back to you. I'm sorry, at that time I was completely conquered by Kalaya's beauty. I wanted to get her. This was my desire. In fact, when you and Claya rekindled your old love for the first time, I was in the next room. I didn't disturb you. At that time, I am very scared, afraid of losing Claya, because once the showdown, Claya will not choose me. I have been struggling for a long time. I used to think that Claya loved me, otherwise every time she met you in private, she would cry alone in the room, but later I also figured it out. Claya does not love me. She is only grateful to me, because I appeared by her side when she was most desperate. This gratitude made her confused and unwilling to make a choice. I am a cowardly person. I betrayed my best friend. Forgive me, Lord Bolton. I hope you can live and live with Claya. Take care! 】

After reading the letter, Bolton was silent.

When he learned that Claya became Guerrero's wife.

He was also angry.

But at that time, he didn't know that Guerrero was looking for Claya on purpose.

He thought that Claya's meeting Guerrero was just a coincidence.

So he could only accept the fact that Claya became Guerrero's wife.

But Bolton didn't expect Guerrero to know that Claya was his fiancée.

He went to find Claya for him.

Guerrero was tempted by Claya's beauty.

Should he hate Guerrero?

Bolton was confused.

"Master, Madam Claya..."

"Sid, send Madam Claya to Dragon King City immediately. If I can't go back, tell Madam Claya to go find Guerrero!"

The past right and wrong is no longer important.

The life-and-death battle is imminent.

Let's write off the past grudges.

"Master, don't you want to see Madam Claya?"

"If you don't see her, she will understand. Go!"

Sid hesitated to speak.

But this is the master's decision.

He can only obey.

"Yes, master!"

Sid turned and left in a hurry.

There was a beast cart parked on the street under the city wall.

Butler Sid ran to the carriage panting.

"Madam Claya, the master asked me to send you to Dragon King City. The master also said... and said that if he died, he would let you go to Guerrero!"

"Send me to the cathedral!"

A gentle and calm voice sounded in the carriage.

"But... but..."

There is no but.

Steward Sid turned and looked at the wall.

He had lived in Green City for most of his life.

He was unwilling to leave Green City.

But if he didn't send his wife to Dragon King City.

How could he be worthy of Lord Burton?

"No buts, this is my choice. No need to tell him. If he can survive this war, our reunion is the happiest thing. If he dies, there will be no regrets, and neither will I!"

In the carriage, Claire sat on the sofa in a blue noble dress.

She held a slave document in her hand.

Tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes.

And dripped down her cheeks onto the document.

She thought her husband had burned the slave document long ago.

Unexpectedly, Guerrero had kept it.

She didn't expect that her husband's meeting with him was not accidental.

The secret meeting with Count Burton tortured her for decades.

She lived in guilt for her husband every day.

She was a bad woman and a timid woman.

She didn't have the courage to give up her love for Count Burton.

Today, Claire suddenly found that her life was too ridiculous.

"Yes, Madam!"

Helplessly, the housekeeper Sid had to obey.

The animal cart on the street started moving.

It turned around and went away quickly in the direction it came from.

On the wall, the soldiers guarding the city were waiting in full battle array.

"It seems to be on fire!"

"What's going on over there?"

The animal cart on the street had just left.

There was a sudden commotion on the north wall.

Everyone looked towards the forest in the north.

The forest outside the north city seemed to be on fire.

Thick smoke rose from the forest in the distance.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger.

At first, only wisps of smoke could be seen coming out of the forest.

After a while, the fire spread.

The raging fire was clearly visible.

Bolton, standing on the wall, looked solemn.

He frowned and looked at the burning forest in the north.

The forest is relatively humid in this season.

It stands to reason that there is no possibility of a forest fire at all.

"Not good!"

The next scene made Bolton's face change slightly.

The overwhelming smoke was drifting towards Green City.

"Lord Bolton, we must not let the smoke drift over."

Many officers also realized something was wrong.

If the smoke reaches the wall.

There is no room for anyone to stand on the north wall.

"Go to Lord Crowe and ask him to stop the smoke from approaching Green City. Notify all magicians to go to Lord Crowe for help!"

Several officers hurriedly ran towards the city walls on the left and right.

Magicians are scattered along several kilometers of city walls.

It takes time to get them together.

On the sentry tower not far away, the officer found the Wind Saint-level archmage "Clo".

The officer who hurriedly came behind Crowe made a chest-covering salute.

"Lord Crow, Lord Earl asks you to prevent the smoke from approaching Green City!"

Crowe, who was wearing a gray robe, turned back and glared at the officer.

"Hmph, that boy is really good at summoning people!"

The officer looked embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Lord Crow, please!"

Crowe rolled his eyes at the officer.

"That's all, I'll give you these old bones!"

Crowe looked at the walls on both sides.

You can see some magicians approaching here.

Want to stop the smoke from approaching Green City.

Only emperor-level and god-level magic can do it.

As a saint-level archmage, he cannot use emperor-level magic alone.

Soon, nearly a hundred magicians gathered on the walls on both sides of the sentry tower.

Crowe didn't say anything to the magician on the wall.

As a magician, he is the only one who casts spells and they naturally understand what he wants to do.

"Then let's get started!"

The thick fog at this time was already very close to Green City.

It can be described as overwhelming.

It is more than ten kilometers wide.

It was like a wall of fog rolling toward Greentown.

There was already a smell of ash in the air.