"In Lower Loren Turin, a human wizard from the Duchy of Lothair, an emissary sent here by the Count of Deeplimburg, and a friend who has come here to assist you in your collective defense against the Ogre invasion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Dressed in wizard's robes and holding the wand of the Heart of the Tree, Loren stepped on the trunk of a tree, and beneath him was the hunting riverbank, where war dancers gathered from all directions, hundreds of pairs of eyes on him.

Doubt, confusion, shock, surprise, distrust...... With all kinds of eyes, facing the first human to come to help them fight the ogre, the elves didn't even know what they were feeling in their hearts.

The black-haired wizard could clearly perceive the countless stares that had gathered on him—these proud war dancers would judge by their every movement, every word, every look and expression, whether they were worthy of their trust.

"I'm sure you've heard from the elders of the Morning Star Forest why I, a human, am here, and what I'm going to do. ”

At this moment, Loren was not nervous at all, and he couldn't even feel his heart trembling violently - the blood was flowing steadily, and his mental condition was clearer than ever, sharper than usual.

The calm and rational spirit has soothed the restless mind, and now I am completely at my peak.

"But the truth is, I'm not here to persuade you, it's not necessary at all—because you've all seen it with your own eyes, ogres...... How exactly is 'cannibalism'!

No, and even more than that, you know the horrors of these monsters better than me, a human who has just arrived in the Ancient Wood Forest, and most of you have fought with them in the past!

You have all seen your friends, relatives, brothers, and robes being eaten alive and turned into minced meat! You must have seen such a shocking sight countless times, and you must have been angry countless times!

After all...... Who can be at peace when they see them turn into what the ogre's mouth is called a 'good meal'?

So, I'm not here to persuade you to join me today, I'm here to give you a chance, a chance to end this catastrophe and get revenge!

We will move away from the Great Tree Wall and march towards the Eternal Night Forest, which fell decades ago. Only in this way can we put an end to this ogre invasion and make them lose the power to resist!

I can tell you without hesitation that there is absolutely no return, and perhaps not one of the ten in the entire expedition will come back alive.

We're bound to encounter the frenzied resistance of the ogres, because this is their fate, their only weakness!

Without the guidance of the evil god 'Metzca', the ogre is a plate of scattered sand, and it is no longer possible to organize an invasion of this scale, and it is impossible to destroy the great tree wall!

You may think I'm crazy, a human running to urge the elves to die for him? No, of course not, because I know very well that behind the ancient wood forest is the Duchy of Lothair, the land of men.

I would never want the same disaster to happen to the land I live in, I would never want to, and more importantly, I knew I had what it took to put an end to this invasion.

So, I'm not going to back down!

It's a gamble with little hope, but it's still worth risking your life for the slim possibility, because it's the only hope!

I won't let go, even if I'm the only one who goes to the Eternal Night Forest!

But again, I know that all of you here have too many responsibilities on your shoulders, so I won't force any of you to do it. It's a voluntarial expedition, and I don't even guarantee that you'll make it back alive.

If you have too much on your back, please stay, if you have relatives waiting for you to return, then please stay, if you think I am a lie...... I'm not going to explain anything for myself either.

But if you also think that it is worth the fight and that you are worth dying, then be prepared to sacrifice!

Perhaps the bones of the vast majority of expeditionaries will forever be in the wilderness beyond the walls of the trees, or even eaten by ogres, which is an inevitable occurrence.

There is only one thing I can assure you: no matter whether there is little hope or not, as long as I live, I will never give up—I swear to you that as long as I have a breath left, the flames will ignite the entire Forest of Eternal Night, and it will be a raging fire that has never been seen in the entire Ancient Wood Forest!"

The voice was still echoing, and Loren's eyes looked down on the war dancers present, and he gently raised the wand "Heart of the Tree" in his right hand, and threw it downward with all his strength, and the wand was firmly fixed in the center of the ground under the tree.

"If you really trust the human in front of you, who can bring you victory and hope of ending this invasion, please trust my judgment and join this expedition, I will give you what you want!"

The black-haired wizard's words did not fall, and the female elf with a steady pace had already squeezed out of the center of the black oppressive elven warrior, raised her spear and stuck it next to the wand without hesitation, and glanced behind her with a defiant face.

More than two dozen Morning Star Forest war dancers also walked under the trees and stuck their spears in the dirt.

Soon, more and more war dancers came out, and this "spear jungle" became more and more lush, soon exceeding a hundred, and there is a tendency to continue to increase.

A number of enthusiastic elven warriors approached, but all of them were stopped by Lukka - he knew very well how dangerous the expedition was, and he couldn't let these young war dancers die.

Loren, who was standing in the tree, nodded in tacit agreement with the leader of the War Dancers, the number had reached now, and even exceeded his expectations, and there was no point in continuing to increase.

This expedition is not a siege, it is a spear that pierces the heart of the enemy, a hidden blade hidden in the shadows, and too bloated will only make it difficult for the whole team to move.

And for Loren, who has never had much experience in conducting, 100 war dancers is also his upper limit, and they can do absolute command, and they can make up for their own shortcomings with rich experience.

Loren, who had come down from the tree, stood across from the war dancers, and Leah walked unceremoniously to his side. A calm-eyed Loren swept over the faces one by one, trying his best to remember what they looked like.

Soon, they will be sent to death because of their own decisions, because of their own words. He didn't want to wait until these war dancers died at the hands of ogres or even "Madzaka", and he didn't know who the other party was.

Loren didn't want to be cold-blooded to this point.

"In any case, I am very grateful to all of you for your willingness to join the expedition. Loren's voice was very slow, there was no more formulaic smile on his face, and every trace of the line was extremely dignified.

"If you are willing to entrust your lives to me, it means that you are fully prepared, and then I will trust you wholeheartedly and will not hide anything from the whole plan. ”

The surrounding elves immediately showed serious expressions, and gathered around Loren to listen carefully.

"Our starting point is in the crevice of the Great Tree Wall, where we will meet the first and last reinforcements, the Wardancers of the Windchasers, who will launch a surprise attack to cover our movements before we set out. ”

"After that, we will trek outside the Great Tree Wall for thirty days, and whatever happens to us, we will have to rely on you. ”

Loren breathed a sigh of relief: "Our goal is the Eternal Night Forest, so naturally we should avoid fighting the ogres as much as possible, but if we encounter an unavoidable situation, we need to have a victim stand up for the expedition...... If, really, it is unavoidable. ”

"I can be cruel. I will not hesitate to sacrifice any of you for the sake of victory. Loren, with a sincere face, slowly stretched out his right hand.

Slender, slender, scarred ...... The layers of palms pressed together, without the slightest confusion.

"For victory. Loren looked at them.

"For Victory - !!!"