The rain of arrows followed closely behind.

Glori can only use magic, borrowing the light of the stars to prop up the protective barrier and run all the way. As a result, a large, one-eyed demon who pounded the city walls was given a mallet.

Lunging forward, getting up again, Glori rolled over again. Looking back, the place where he had just gotten up had been smashed into a large pit large enough to accommodate the next person.

It was true that cold sweat was slipping down, but despite worrying, Glori kept running...... Dangling from side to side, ducking his head to dodge, and even jumping over the huge stone axe that fell in front of him. It was only when he entered a forest that Glori was able to breathe.

Look up, Wan'er......

Glori spread out his hands in a gesture of friendship—swords, no! no other weapons, no! and the soldiers came out from behind the trees, all of them blooming with joy, and each of them expressed their opinions.

"Look, a soldier has escaped from the city!"

"Look, it's still a guy dressed in a Seiko full-body Kai!"

"Look, isn't this a blue star!"

"You three fools, what are you doing here?"

The last person to speak, the only guy who didn't laugh. And, Glori recognized the man.

"Glenn?"

"Glori?"

Greeting Glenn, who was still spreading his hands, Glenn shoved one of the soldiers who pointed his spear at Glori's in an uncomfortable posture to keep him from looking uncomfortable. Of course, Glenn's expressionless face didn't disappoint Glorry.

"Come with me? You need to meet an old friend. Glenn said.

"Where are you going?"

Glenn didn't answer Glori's question. However, Glori generally knew who the leader was. If not Hausman, then Woolfer himself. Our dear Lord Norton, who is clever enough to attack the City of Honor while the King of Order is letting his guard down!

But, according to Wuffer's talents, how could he have thought of attacking the City of Honor? Or was Wolfer guided by another person? Could that person be Silver?

Knowing that he couldn't underestimate Wolfer, Glori became more and more careful. Along the forest path to the south, Glori saw a flaming catapult placed on a high ground.

The catapults, unlike the usual ones, were built with steel as the foundation. Even, Glori saw copper parts, with some similar clock-like gears built. Glancing closely, Glori saw the magical-powered engine—a canned glass container for storing mana, a copper pipe conveyor, and a magical-absorbing stone bound by gold chains on a small square copper platform.

Heh, just a reference to a magic-powered catapult. Those catapults, unable to throw magical flames, can only throw rocks that have been doused with kerosene.

Glori did not underestimate Wooder's siege equipment, but thanked Wolfer's team for not yet having completely mastered the magic machinery manufacturing process of the Shennuo Clan. However, even five trebuchets are enough to hit the buildings in the City of Honor - these things can be fired in bursts! Just keep them close to the kerosene-doused rock pile, and they can magically drive the rocks themselves and ignite them.

Pass the trebuchet, continue south, and then turn east.

On a higher level, Glori could see the figure running through the woods. It turned out that this was the reason why Glori did not see the soldiers attacking the city walls. Almost all the soldiers, not in formation, stayed in the forest with siege equipment. It's just that most of the soldiers are not running around to be busy with the war, but to cook soup and chat. There are even the guys who play poker.

That's right, the soldiers are resting!

Oh, Wofher is really good, and he has made those chain-bearing one-eyed demons the substitutes who are the first to taste the traps. Who, exactly, is helping Wolfer Glory, and is increasingly curious to find out.

Wondering, and not wanting to see someone else help Wooder, Glori retracted his attention. Then Glori shuddered.

A cool breeze, sharp and mean, like a sharp blade depositing the other's heart, stabbed Glori in the cheek.

At first, Glori didn't notice any pain. After Glenn stopped, he noticed something strange on his right cheek - a few drops of blood, dripping on his right chest.

After wiping it and learning that there was a very thin scratch on his face, Glori didn't pay too much attention to it. Glori knew that it was a warning from someone. If someone can get attacked without noticing, they must have extraordinary abilities. At least, that man shouldn't be Wuver, and it shouldn't be Haussmann. Looking around and feeling the direction of the wind, Glori hopes to find someone who wields wind magic.

It was at this moment that a familiar voice came.

"Hey, Glorry, where were we talking last time? I remember, we had a great time. And you were strangling my neck at the time!"

The person who shouted was indeed Wufver.

Wolfer, draped in a light blue silk cape. The fabric of the cloak is as smooth as the wind. And his silver armor and broadsword are also inlaid with diamonds of various sizes. As if, Wuver did not come to fight, but to assert authority. From the moment he saw Glori appear, he had been brewing a joke about letting his subordinates see the blue star.

Excited in anticipation, gritting his teeth and smiling greedily, Wooder descended the high slope.

Others are smiling!

I, of course, have to return it with a smile!

Glori also smiled, endured Glenn's staring, and walked up the high slope.

Halfway up the slope, Glori and Wolfer looked at each other for a long time. Old friends meet, only hatred...... Unable to find a reason to talk, Glori even put aside the weirdness of the City of Honor.

However, after all, Glori did not come to provoke, but to convey a message. Seeing Woofer gritting his teeth and giving him a hug, Glori stepped forward to give a hug - however, Wooder wanted to strangle Glori's neck with a crisp sound, and even twist it. Glori, on the other hand, wanted to push Wooder to the ground but couldn't.

Glori, know what it looks like.

So, just take a step!

Glori, let go first. On the side, Glenn and the guards of the Snow King Knights had not yet removed their hands from the sword at their left waist.

Glori, not careless, just to avoid seeing his compatriots fall into the trap of the City of Honor, gave Wooder a head start to go down the stairs. Unexpectedly, Wu Fu not only did not let go, but also worked harder. And the knights who were watching laughed at the sound of joints.

So, Glori had no choice but to fight back. Just, be decent. Release your hands and pin your left hand to Woffer's right arm from the inside out, and your right hand to Pin Woffer's left arm from the inside out...... If Glori exerts his strength in an instant, it will naturally make Wooder let go suddenly, but not so.

It was enough to let Wooder let go - Glori gave Wooder a new hug. As for Wolfer, of course, he let go of his arms because of Glori's left and right support arms.

Wolfer, indeed, strong. If it had been a thin soldier who had been vigorously embraced by Wuffer, his neck would have been twisted long ago. Unfortunately, Wolfer faced Glori. Although Glori is not as strong as Wolfer, he is not inferior in self-defense. Now, the dominant Wolfer is deflated, and naturally he is not happy.

"Where's the wine, brothers, don't you see us coming!"

Wolfer began to shout, trying to cover it up. Wolfer didn't want to face disgrace, especially in front of his subordinates. If you can alleviate all the negative effects with wine, then why not give Glori a drink! Perhaps, the dream potion in the wine can kill Glori—a glass of wine is better than a bloody storm!

With a nudge on Glenn's shoulder, and two hard pats as a hint, Wooder looked at Glenn with a pouting grin. Glori, in order not to make things serious, can only be ignored.

At the very least, tell Wofher about the city before trouble comes! Yes, Wofher is an enemy, but he is also an enemy of the Dragon Empire. Before the fight, you can't watch Wofher lead your compatriots to fall under the machinations of the Empire!

Taking two steps forward, Glori stopped Wooder, who was looking for a place to sit.

"Hey, I'm here to deliver news, not to drink. If you want to fight or drink, at least find another chance!"

"No, you've got to drink first. Otherwise, my men will treat you as an enemy. Perhaps, you won't survive tonight. Look, all over the mountains, it's all my people. Do you know how many of them there are? 10,000 people. You want to fight 10,000 people? No kidding, we all know you're looking for a miracle! Do you think you're blessed by the god of light right now? Look, there are beautiful women in your dreams, and thousands of gold! Haha!"

Ridicule is ridicule......

In fact, Wolfer knows that Glori is a guy who likes to show kindness. Moreover, Wolfer knew that Glori would not deliver it to the door himself, and there must be something he wanted. As for what you are asking for, I will talk about it later, after all, there is still a man who is not lacking in wisdom standing behind him!

Taking Glenn's wooden cup from him, Wooder handed it to Glori, and pushed the glass into Glori's arms. "Drink it! Drink it! Wine quenches thirst and burns all grievances. ”

A glass of wine, a grudge?

Things, of course, are strange. Glori stared at the glass for a moment before he caught it. Still, Glori didn't drink. In order not to let the unexpected happen before his own intentions, Glori opened his mouth first.

"Wofher, I have to warn you. In the City of Honor, there is something strange. From the moment you started the siege, there were only those people walking around the walls. Along the way, I didn't see any more reinforcements, and I didn't hear any orders from the city lord...... And the fleeing inhabitants are the tragedy of your flaming trebuchet. ”

"Tragedy? Many of those people were once the children of the Kingdom of Norton. Just over forty years ago, they surrendered to Velon. You said...... Isn't it a good thing for them for the fire to fall? I think, like my uncle Kenneth, they deserve to be punished. ”

Wolfer's answer was like gambling with Glori. In fact, Wofer intends to do what he says. Moreover, the only mercy Wofer can give to the inhabitants of the City of Honor is to see how much they can survive when the city is breached. And those who survived will be reluctantly accepted as the people of the Kingdom of Norton!

Listening to Wolfer's words, Glori had long been used to disappointment.

With a sharp gust of wind rushing towards the hand holding the glass, Glori threw it away. And the gust of wind passed by. Glori knew that the person who was sending the wind now was the same person who threw the wind blade before.