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He believed that the leader of the War Dancers named Curnow was definitely not inferior to Luka, and that the wound in his shoulder and broken arm had not brought him down, and that he had fought tenaciously for four days under absolute disadvantage, which was enough to prove everything.

But the other party's expression was also extremely real - he was afraid, whether the monster that destroyed the big tree wall was a giant monster in the southern wilderness or not, it had already left the deepest fear in the heart of this elf.

The most suspicious thing is that the adult trolls are indeed twenty meters tall and can barely hold those nearly 100 meters tall trees, but their strength should not be enough to knock down the trunks - and how can this obese monster disappear in the blink of an eye?

Invading ogres, destroyed tree walls, vanishing trolls...... It was as if everything had happened suddenly, and it was dizzying.

There was another thing that puzzled Loren - if the gap in the Great Tree Wall was a recent occurrence, then why did he and Count Leven encounter ogres in the territory of Deepwoodburg a few months ago?

Whatever it was, the sudden increase in monsters was real, as was the gap in the big tree wall. As long as these two problems are not solved, more ogres will soon break through the defenses of the Elves of the Morning Star Forest and flood into the Duchy of Lothair unhindered to wreak havoc.

The war dancers who came in a hurry didn't bring too many supplies to Zhu Fengling's elves, but they still gave them a lot of urgently needed medicines. The entire Windchase Forest settlement was now full of wounds, and the bandage was even more important than a spear at the moment.

In addition, because of the visit of the "wizards", the war dancers who came from the Morning Star Forest also brought some "weapons" that they had never heard of in the past.

"It's called a fire starter, and it's a very effective alchemical product. Loren carefully placed the wooden bottle on the table and showed it to Curnow and the windchaser elves who surrounded him.

"After we've been modified, it only needs to be hit hard to burn – for a moment, of course. It can be used to create harassment and fright, but with a bit of luck, the effect is objective. ”

As he spoke, Loren pointed to his eyes hintly, and the war dancers around him nodded understandingly.

"And if you can get enough oil, or flammables, you can even use it to make a huge explosion. If the terrain allows, you might be able to destroy a dozen ogres at once!"

"How many of this stuff called 'ignition agent' can you get?" Examining the vial cautiously, Kono's eyes twinkled as he looked at Loren.

"We brought very little, after all, it was too dangerous, and if it was knocked down, it would explode. Before he could reveal the deep blue of regret, Loren curled the corners of his mouth proudly: "But a friend of mine has arrived in the Morning Star Forest, and he will make a sufficient amount of ignition agent for you until this invasion is over!"

"And before we can end this invasion, we must recapture the Great Tree Wall, and we must recapture the Great Tree Wall!" Lukka walked over, one hand pressed Loren's shoulder, and his gaze swept over the numb faces of the surrounding elves one by one, "Because if we don't do this, we have no chance of winning!"

"I know what people are thinking, but we can't wait until then. By the time we've gathered enough troops, it's too late - even humans are willing to fight alongside us, so why shouldn't we fight to the end?!"

"Don't point fingers at that, bastard from Morning Star Forest!"

A war dancer with half of his body covered in bandages roared with hatred, "Look at your eyes and see what's left here?!"

"The Wind Chasing Forest has fought for you for four days and four nights, four days, four nights! If I follow you to the big tree wall to die, the settlement of dozens of generations will be over!"

"I know it, and I can understand it. But tomorrow we're going to take down the Great Tree Wall, whether it's going to die or not. Lukka glanced at him, "I'm not going to force any of the War Dancers to join us, you don't have to!"

The young wardancer froze, spat hard and turned away.

Luka, who no longer paid attention to him, turned his gaze to Kono: "How many more fighters can you muster?"

"Are you considered disabled?" Kono gritted his teeth, looking a little embarrassed: "Including the surrounding settlements that come to support, there are almost two hundred. But only half of them can be called war dancers, and the rest are children with little experience. ”

"Enough, get them ready, we'll attack the Great Tree Wall at dawn. Lukka said in a deep voice, "When the time comes, the war dancers of the Morning Star Forest will rush to the front. ”

"Rest assured, we haven't forgotten our mission. Casually pinning the ignition agent to his body, Kono, who was carrying the spear, glanced at Luka before leaving: "Don't even think about the latter!"

"Are you sure you can capture the Great Tree Wall?" Watching the one-armed leader of the War Dancers leave, Loren asked with some confusion, "With all due respect, if we just arrived and attacked rashly, it would be like sending them to their deaths!"

"You're right, it's death. Luka, who has always been mild-mannered, suddenly showed a somewhat frustrated wry smile on his face: "But where do we still have a chance?"

"Morning Star Forest hasn't recovered from the last invasion, and the rest of the settlements are no different. Even if we can really assemble an army, we will definitely not be able to withstand the two-sided attack of the ogre!"

"So the only way to turn around is to recapture the big tree wall before they can attack in a big way - I have a hunch that this invasion will probably be even more difficult than last year!"

With a long sigh, Lukka looked at Loren apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's not what we said, you weren't here in the first place." ”

"Nothing, I came of my own free will. The black-haired wizard curled the corners of his mouth: "Moreover, even if you want to leave now, I'm afraid it's too late." ”

Leaving the longhouse, Loren walked into the woods near the settlement, and Asriel, who was sitting on the branch, shook his calves and whistled leisurely, as if he had been waiting for Loren for a long time.

"You're so unscrupulous. Loren sneered a little, leaning on the trunk of the tree and hugging his shoulders: "This neighborhood is full of the elves' most elite war dancers, so you are not afraid of being discovered by them?"

"What's so scary about Asriel beside my best friend Loren Turin?" said the young man with a reserved smile, his arms stretched out, and his thin body landed lightly from the branches, "More importantly, why is Asriel afraid of a group of elves?"

Indeed, even if you use your transcendent self, you can only barely catch him, let alone the other elves.

"What really scares Asrael is something else...... And, dear Loren Turin, seems to be aware of it. ”

"In other words, what's really wrong with the Big Tree Wall?" Loren pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "I'm really curious, what is it that can make you feel scared too, Holy Cross?"

“...... It was a friend's sincere suggestion - my dear Loren, you had better not describe the Holy Cross in such a mocking tone, or you would regret it sooner or later. ”

A trace of awe flashed in the young man's scarlet pupils, but it was only for a moment before he regained his reserved and polite smile: "But you guessed it right, there is indeed some kind of special existence behind the big tree wall and the ogre, which will lead to the current situation." ”

"How does it compare to you?" asked Loren suddenly.

"Is there a better and kinder friend in this world than Asrael?" the boy looked at him in confusion, "No, that's a guy who is much more evil and evil than Asrael!"

The black-haired wizard smiled back, not believing a word.

"Anyway...... If it is not clarified and completely resolved, this invasion may never end, and will even gradually spread to the entire Ancient Wood Forest, and even the Duchy of Lothair. Speaking of this, Asrael suddenly showed a somewhat teasing expression: "Maybe when the time comes, even the Wimpal Academy will not be spared!"

Loren's right eye jumped, but his face didn't change much: "You just want me to figure out the reason for you, right?"

"It's for the two of us, and then eliminate the threat that might hurt us. With his hands behind his back, Asriel raised his head and smiled as he looked at Loren:

"What do you say, Loren?"