The broadsword has the intricate workmanship and ornate carvings unique to the elves, but it is an unscrupulous weapon of murder - with a single stab and a pull, the flower of death blooms and the flower of life withers.

On the battlefield, life has never been so humble.

With a wave of the long sword, the red stained on it faded down the spine of the sword, and although it looked as smooth as before at first glance, Lahuana clearly knew how many lives it carried.

Twenty-three.

It's not an easy number, it's not like Lavana hasn't killed anyone, the Ranger's job is to protect the peace of the Elven Forest, and every month she encounters several slave hunting teams, and there are dozens of lives on her hands. It's just that the killing felt very different then than it does now—duty and glory were replaced by a deep numbness, she just waved her sword mechanically, mechanically killed.

Or slaughter.

The enemy didn't even have room to fight back, she was a first-class fighter herself, and although the enemy was not afraid to die, the difference in skill between the two sides allowed her to kill those hot-headed guys with ease. After all...... These enemies are just ordinary people with mortal bodies, and the gap between them and the professionals cannot be calculated.

"It's not normal."

After the long sword was stained with fresh blood again, there was no longer a single enemy around Lahuana who could still stand, and she was able to observe the direction of the battle - to her surprise, she did not see any non-elven fighters active on the battlefield, whether it was the attacker's side or the king's side.

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this.

It may be a reluctantly plausible reason for the king's warriors to defend Gable's eldest son, but the attacker ...... Since there are high-ranking professionals in action, ordinary fighters should not be without the slightest movement - although the mage had previously told her that the enemy's fighters had infiltrated the battlefield with the help of some kind of magic that could deceive vision, their arrival did not cause even a ripple throughout the battle.

"Something must have been overlooked," she said, her brow furrowed, "and there always felt something was wrong." ”

Falling into deep thought, she didn't help a few kings who were still fighting not far away, but just watched the battle situation, seriously thinking about the information that she might have missed - the balance of victory gradually tilted to this side, and the active figures on the battlefield were not too much for her, and no less for her, on the contrary...... If you can grasp the enemy's intentions, it will be more or less helpful in the current passive situation.

But what exactly is the enemy's intentions?

Invisible Enemies...... The tide of battle has not changed......

Wait a minute! As if thinking of something, her expression changed slightly, and she looked around in disbelief: according to Monia, the enemy's warriors had already infiltrated the battlefield, but the situation of the battle had not changed significantly...... In other words, those who are not visible, their goal is not to win the battle, but to something else.

What could it be?

With a flash of inspiration in her mind, Lajuana realized what was missing.

Their purpose is ...... Gable's eldest son!

"Things are really in trouble." She didn't know who was responsible for protecting the king's eldest son, but the situation must not be optimistic—Gable's superior had fallen here not long ago, and if the enemy took advantage of the wavering morale of the army, he would carry out assassination...... Then it is quite possible......

No, that can't be!

Lavana shook her head, banishing the worst outcome from her mind - if Gable's eldest son had been assassinated here, the mission would almost certainly have failed. Therefore, he must live, survive this assassination, and live well all the way to the top of the royal city on the top of the mountains.

Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately took action.

As a warrior, Lajuana does not have the handy abilities of a mage, so when she does not find any of her kindred, she immediately gives up her plans to find her companions on the chaotic battlefield - time waits for no one, and if a lot of time is delayed at such a critical moment, it is likely to lead to unacceptable consequences.

Where is King Gable's eldest son......

Recalling where she had last caught a glimpse of the other, she hurried in that direction - of course, she was not idle along the way, and although she did not have time to explain her judgment to others, she still used the prestige she had built up to gather several elven warriors found along the way to her side.

Four people in total.

Perhaps in the face of a dozen enemies, this is very thin, but now there is no room for her to retreat - once Gable's eldest son is assassinated, the previous inaction of the Elven Mission will definitely be poked out, and when that time comes...... The king of the top of the mountains will inevitably pour out his wrath, and the plan of the Elven Forest is doomed to fail.

Have to...... As soon as possible!

Unfortunately, when they arrived, all they saw was blood and corpses all they could see.

"We're ......," an elven warrior asked, looking at the scene in front of him, with a complicated expression, "Are you late?" ”

The others didn't answer, only Lahana crouched down and carefully examined each corpse, and said, "All of them were fatal with one blow, but thankfully, the body of Wang's eldest son was not found." ”

"Yes." All the elves breathed a sigh of relief, and then checked the footprints around them.

"There are three main directions," said one of them, "one of which is from the side where the previous high-ranking fighters clashed, and it should not be the direction we want to know, and the remaining two directions are not easy to judge. ”

"Can I only choose one or the other?" One of the elves sighed, and then asked, "Either divide the soldiers into two ways." ”

"We, the people, are quite reluctant to deal with a possible attack by the enemy." Lavana shook her head and rejected the proposal, "It's really not a wise choice to divide the army into two ways. ”

"Is it just luck?" It's not that the other elves didn't think of this layer, it's just that ...... The possibility of choosing one or the other is really not optimistic.

Lavana was silent.

"Not really." An elf who had not spoken before said, "At first glance, the probability that we have chosen the right one is only half, but in fact, we can expand this possibility through analysis - our own superior warriors have already been killed, and we are not able to protect His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the king, what will we do in this situation of them?" ”

"You can only rely on allies, right?" The other elf replied without thinking.

"What do you mean......" Lavana glanced up in the direction of the elven convoy, "Of the remaining two directions, the one heading to ours is the one they left. ”

"It's just most likely." The elf who came up with the idea replied.

"In the end, is it all about the possibility?" Lavana shook her head, but she didn't hesitate, just checked the footprints again, looked around at everyone, and then said, "But I believe in the possibility that belongs to us, the possibility of the elves." ”

Take a straight step.

Come on.

Then in the direction of progress, I saw a guard covered in blood and lying in a pool of blood.

"Looks like Yggdrasil is still looking after us." With that, Lavana crouched down, probed the other man's snort, shook her head, and did not speak again, but walked silently - it was not long before the corpses of the second guard appeared in front of them, only this time the elves not only did not stop, but quickened their pace.

Circumstance...... It doesn't seem optimistic.

Thinking the same way, not only the elves, but also the guardians - just rushed out of the opponent's encirclement, and two companions fell under the pursuit of the other party, wanting to seek the help of the elven mission? Two or three deaths on the rest of the road may not be enough!

What to do?

The three remaining Guardians were filled with bitterness - they had no way out, and they would die no matter which way they went.

"Maybe it's just a desperate fight." On the run, one of the guards muttered.

The other two did not answer—they knew very well that this was just the angry words of their companions, and if they turned back now, they were afraid that they would have succeeded the other party, and that they would be besieged and killed in a short time, but that they would have lost their last hope.

"You can't escape." A voice suddenly came from the void in front of them, and they couldn't help but stop, "Our target is just Abel Skarna. ”

The three guards looked at each other, and then one stepped forward, staring into the void where the enemy was, and asked, "Who are you?" Why assassinate His Highness Abel? ”

"Don't try to stall," the other man didn't answer his question, not even a word of nonsense, "I'll give you ten breaths of time - don't make a mistake about yourself." ”

"It's really cold and unkind." The guard in front of the other two shook his head.

"Looks like there's no more way out." One of the guards at the back of the station shrugged.

"I'm really sorry for His Highness Abel." The last guard sighed and said, "What a good person Your Highness is......"

"Ten breaths have come," the voice in the void asked, "and it's time to give your answer." ”

The guard at the head exchanged glances with the other two and nodded, "Our answer is ......"

The next moment, the pillar of flame rose into the sky!

Do it!

Without any hesitation, the three of them seized this variable and made a lightning shot.

"You...... You ......," the crimson blood trickled down the sword, and the voice in the void was intermittent, "this is self-defeating...... Why do you think I'm waiting for your ten breaths...... Not yet...... Not for the sake of ...... Wait for the others to complete the encirclement of you! ”

"Of course we do." The guard at the head said, and then drew his sword, "We just got blocked by you, and we don't want to run like this anymore." ”

Blood rushed out of the invisible wounds, staining the ground red.

"That's all."

"So I'm really, very, very sorry for His Highness Abel."

Ps: Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, the update is temporarily over here, I will find time to make up for what I owed yesterday.