Chapter 20: Confluence

It was a deep and wide cavern, the walls were inlaid with green diamond-shaped crystals, reflecting the strange cave rocks, and there was a square platform in the center of the cave, under which the Guardians of Dread were trembling and prostrating.

On the throne of the high platform, the Dreadlord Bethires was tilting its skeletal head to think about something, and the dark red wings behind it trembled slightly, indicating that its heart was not as calm as it seemed.

The necromancer who had gone out to pursue the human knight two days ago did not return, and it had an alarm in its heart, and sure enough, the Eye Demon planted on the periphery of the lake sent back the image of the enemy during the day.

Withdrawing the bait from the fishing village and sending his men to test it was a very conservative order, but since the defeat of the three superior clansmen, it could only clamp its tail and act as a "demon".

It doesn't care about the defeat of the Guardian of Fear, all it loses is some cannon fodder, and it doesn't care about a small group of cavalry, but according to the latest information from the Eye Demon, it seems that more human armies are approaching, and it goes without saying who they are targeting.

This is terrible news, but since the defeat of Lord Akmund, it has known that the day will come, and these barely living humans have probably forgotten the horrors of the Burning Legion, and even if I am the only one left, I must give them a taste of fear.

Let them come, and they will know why my Nasrezm clan is called the Dreadlord!

……

Early in the morning, a group of men and horses were advancing along the clear lake, and Unas yawned in the middle of the group. The Griffin Knight brought news early in the morning that the main force led by Tairosus would soon arrive, and Gordon wrote a reply letter for the Griffon Knight to bring back.

The letter briefly described the previous night's battle, and agreed with Tairosus to rendezvous at the small fishing village, so the members of the vanguard set out again.

It was as if the fog in the lake would never dissipate, but today it was even thicker, and it was difficult to say whether the griffin knight would be able to find the enemy in this case, but this kind of thing didn't need Unas to worry about, and he gloated a little when he looked at Gordon, who frowned.

The small fishing village was still empty, and the team members quickly settled down.

It was almost noon when the rumbling of horses' hooves came from the east, and Terossos had finally arrived.

Groups of people stopped around the small fishing village, estimated at two thousand in total.

The people of the Silver Knights of the Dawn are very recognizable, all black and white robes, the paladins are black double-headed eagles on a white background, and the ordinary soldiers are a white sun on a black background, symbolizing the dawn in the dark.

Of course, there are also some variegated colors, nominally a joint operation, so there is also a group of North Maple Legion soldiers in red maple battle robes, a military priest sent by the cathedral, and several mages belonging to the mage academy.

Tairossos was still the same, with short shaky hair, a black one-eyepatch, and a silver sword on his back, but beside him there was a blonde beauty, dressed in a blue-purple robe, and the horses under him were as white as snow, and a staff with huge purple gems was tied to her saddle, surrounded by several people who looked like mages in long robes, and she seemed to be the leader of the mages.

Naturally, Erigor was also in the team, but mixed with a dozen or so majestic paladins, even in the judgment suit of the bag, it was not so conspicuous.

Ordering the troops to rest on the spot, Tairosos found a larger house in the fishing village to hold an emergency military meeting, and Unas joined the vanguard as an adjutant recruited by Gordon privately, and he also mixed in with Gordon.

There weren't even chairs in the makeshift conference room, everyone was standing in a circle, and a map of the Tirisfal Glade was spread out on a conference table made of several tables in the center of the room.

After a routine report, in which Gordon elaborated on the battle of the previous night, Terossos praised him a few words, and immediately returned to the point, asking, "Where is Bethrys' lair?" ”

Gordon pointed at the island in the center of the lake with his one-handed sword: "There is a great possibility that on this island in the middle of the lake, according to the report of the griffin knights, no boats have been found on the shores of the lake, and it is impossible for the enslaved fishermen to stay on the lake all the time if they escaped by boat, and the fearguards who attacked us last night also fled to the middle of the lake. ”

Tairosos bowed slightly, of course he had read the griffin knight's report, but the fog in the middle of the lake was very thick, and he couldn't see the reality clearly, and he couldn't send the griffin knight deep into the island to check.

There are no griffin trainers in the monastery, and the griffin is one less dead, so although the griffin knights are not bad in combat, they do not participate in battles, they are only engaged in reconnaissance and communication, and they do not dare to go deep into too dangerous places.

"Prepare the raft immediately." Tyrosus called a man by name, and the man immediately took the order and left.

"It's just that the fog ......," he said, looking around, "is there anyone familiar with the geography and weather around here." ”

A young officer spoke: "I'm from Gallenshire, and I've been here a few times as a child, but I've never heard of a thick fog. ”

"I sensed that the water elemental gathering here was abnormal, and this fog may not have been naturally generated." The blonde female mage next to Terosus who answered.

In fact, with the current weather conditions in the outside world, it is impossible for this small lake to have such a thick fog, there must be something wrong with it, most of the people present know it, but there is no way to deal with this fog.

"I wonder if Archmage Angela has a way to dispel this fog?" Erigor spoke first, asking the question everyone wanted to ask, but was his gaze at the female mage too eager?

Angela raised her chin and said, "I'm an archmage who specializes in the water system, of course there's no problem, it's just that it takes time." ”

"Archmage Angela is really powerful, I have never seen such a young, beautiful, skillful and gentle archmage......" Erigor slapped a series of sycophants, the son of the dignified duke, could his tone be too flattering?

Seeing Angela's chin raised higher and higher, Unas shook his head, feeling sad for Erigor's fate in the future, even if he succeeds in pursuing a girl like this, he will definitely become a strict wife in the end, but he doesn't realize that his strict wife is a hundred times stronger than his single dog.

Originally, there were some miscellaneous matters to discuss, but after being disturbed by Erigor, Tairosos sighed in his heart, leaving a few core members, including Gordon, and disbanded the meeting.

Unas was not qualified to participate in the next meeting, and when he left the makeshift conference room, Erigor ran over to hurriedly exchange a few words with him, and then ran to find his Archmage Angela.

The current situation is that there is only a wait, the raft cannot be less, the scope of the fog is so large, a few mages must also form a magic circle to cast spells together to dispel the fog, which requires preparation time.

Gordon soon came out of the conference room, and Unas, who was waiting outside, hurriedly asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"Get ready, when the fog clears, the vanguard will be the first to cross the lake and land on the island!"