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The Earl of Salas took a sip of the wine in his glass, although the loot looted from the countryside of Astel was not as good as his own wine, but it also had a different taste of the field, he sat on the deerskin chair, and the sand table in front of him reproduced the current battlefield situation, needless to say, it was a great victory for Wendland, but in this victory, there were many changes in the situation.

Victory on the Western Front, "Sword of the Federation" Durant. Sidney is worthy of being a rising star in Wendland, even if the Earl of Salas is in charge himself, he may not be able to achieve such a clean and complete victory, but Viscount Sidnia's inclination is unknown, and it is difficult for the Earl to regard it as a friend.

On the Eastern Front, the grumpy bull Horace. General Ekrio is in a big trouble, known as the Wall of the Kingdom, and is one of the toughest bones in the army of Aster's generation, the ranger general Vera Hill. Strass, who is said to have abandoned the head-to-head confrontation of positional warfare and instead hid in the misty forest to engage in guerrilla warfare, much to the bitterness of General Ekrio, but for Count Salas, this was the best-case scenario.

As for his side, the Count of Salas estimated the time and put down his silver glass.

"Report to your lordship, the magical barrier of the Trestan Fortress has been breached!"

Almost at the same time, the herald's report was heard outside the tent.

"Keep attacking until this fortress disappears from the map."

Coldly speaking, Count Salas stood up.

"Benjamin, let's take a look."

"Yes, Father."

Benjamin who has been waiting for a long time. Salas couldn't contain his restlessness for a long time, and he wanted to get on his horse and behead Aster's deserters one by one.

"But...... Under such fire, it may be difficult for the princess of Astel to survive. ”

Still with a little calculation in his heart, Benjamin reminded his father.

"Don't worry, that Ryan. Erwin will definitely protect that little princess with all his might, and when the time comes, catch it, well, whatever you want. ”

There was no expression on his face, but the Count of Salas secretly sighed in his heart that his son had not inherited the slightest advantage of his own.

"Thank you, Father!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go."

Lifting the tent, the Count of Salas mounted his horse and marched forward, and after a short time he saw the already ruined fortress of Trestan.

The walls were already in tatters, the majestic White Wolf Gate was in tatters, and flames and smoke enveloped the entire fortress, but strangely enough, no one seemed to be putting out the flames, and not a single soldier escaped from the fortress.

"Report to your lordship, you have attacked as ordered."

Lira. Baron Oberline hurriedly saluted when he saw the commander coming.

"Strange, why didn't the other party fight back?"

Count Salas frowned slightly.

"I don't know, but since the magic barrier was breached, there seems to be no movement in the fortress."

In reply, Baron Oberline stood up, his tone puzzled.

"Do you mean ......?"

The Count of Salas's heart moved, and he looked out at the fortress in the distance.

The Star Banner on the city wall is long gone, even if it is hit hard, it is impossible for Astel to just sit still and wait for death, without movement, and at this moment, Trastan is like a dead city, without the slightest breath of human existence.

"Ryne."

"Yes."

Fierce Ryne. Baron Lorente, already on standby.

"You take a light cavalry, go to the fortress to inquire about the situation, remember, in case of counterattack, absolutely do not resist, retreat directly!"

"Yes, yes."

After receiving the order, Baron Lorente was puzzled for a while, thinking that his master was too cautious, this had been bombarded to the point that there was no scum left, what else could there be an ambush? However, he did not say anything, only grabbed the reins and beckoned his troops to battle.

Seeing Baron Lorente's light cavalry march straight into the fortress without encountering any attack, the gloom in the heart of the Count of Salas widened again.

Finally, when a panicked Baron Lorente returned a quarter of an hour later, he had already guessed most of it.

"Report, report, my lord, there is no one in the fortress, not even a single corpse!"

"What, didn't you see it through! How can you not see people? ”

Benjamin's performance was very agitated, and he grabbed Baron Lorente by the collar and asked.

"Not really, sir...... We've searched most of the fortress, not to mention resistance, there's no one at all, it's already an empty city! ”

Baron Lorente said innocently, looking at the Count.

“...... It was a risky move, and I lost this game. ”

Count Salas didn't say much, but sighed softly.

The other party pretended to be in ambush and opened the city gate, just to make himself suspicious, not daring to attack rashly, so as to buy enough time for his escape, and now even if he raised troops to pursue, I am afraid it will be difficult to rush back to this wasted half-day trip.

However, how did the other party expect that they would not move and choose to suppress it with firepower before attacking, if the Wendland army at that time would be calculated and directly pressed by the army, how could they escape?

In his memory, Count Salas did not know the enemy general who could know him so far, so was the whimsy of the little princess who happened to be the bet? If so, then her courage and courage were enough to impress the Count of Salas.

With all his thoughts in mind, Count Salas was not in the shuffled heat of his success in taking the Fortress of Trestan.

"Princess Erifels, if she had risen to prominence in the early stages of the war, would have been a rather difficult adversary......

However, now Astor is already a candle in the wind, crumbling, even if a genius comes, he will not be able to return to the sky.

The Count of Salas was still speculating on what was going to happen when a low, heart-pounding roar rang out from the direction of the fortress, deeper in the Pamela Mountains.

"W-What !??"

Benjamin was startled and looked at the source of the sound with some horror.

"Hehe, it seems that even if you have such resourcefulness, you can't escape the fate of being buried in the mountains......"

Thinking of the rumors of the local population about the Pamir Mountains, a smile escaped from the corner of Count Salas's mouth.

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If there was one sentence to describe Shiloh's mood at the moment, then he would answer like this.

I'm really beeping poi!

I finally deceived Wendland's army with an empty city plan, and I thought that everything would be worry-free for at least a period of time after that, but I actually killed a dungeon boss halfway, but fortunately, it was the final boss of the Frost Mine!

As the third quest encountered by Astel players, the Frost Mine is the first quest that requires teamwork, unlike the original abandoned prison and dire wolf cave.

If the first two quests can be used with five output classes, then the Frost Mine teaches the player what is the Iron Triangle of the output of the Heal Tank, what is the chain of control, and what is called the Prediction Ability and Pre-Reading Healing.

As for the final boss, the Ice Dragon Aceris, even until the middle of the game, is a nightmare for many squads.

Due to the game mechanics, even if the player obtains better equipment, they will not be able to crush the damage and HP, so this Ice Dragon has become similar to the existence of the rookie graduation certificate and the brain damage detection machine.

Even in the late game, it would take a lot of effort for two or three people to take out the Ice Dragon, let alone in the early stages of the game.

It's a boss-level boss, a monster close to the gold rank!!

Calculate the combat power here, the bronze-level self and the princess, the silver median archmage Erwin, and the rest are all miscellaneous soldiers that the ice dragon can pull up and spray away, and Shiloh is not confident to challenge it head-on even if he is a traverser.

Shiloh didn't know why the monster that was supposed to exist in the copy appeared on the big map, he only knew that if it was left unchecked, everyone here would die here.

However, the dragon appeared at the end of the team, and as long as it could be held back a little, the rest of the team would speed up and escape.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you let the team go first, and I'll try to delay a little time."

Elwin seemed to have the same idea, and with a slight wave of his staff, he vanished in an instant, and then a second later, he appeared at the end of the line.

"I really envy the mage for being so elegant...... Huh, Her Royal Highness? ”

Before Shiloh could sigh, he saw Her Royal Highness the princess beside her running backwards against the flow of people and also running towards the Ice Dragon.

"Mr. Shiloh, Viscount Carter, you stay and command the retreat, and I'll help Mr. Erwin!"

Does she really know what level of guy this dragon is!?

Shiloh hesitated for a while, if he escaped like this, he should be able to leave this mountain range safely, as a traverser, using all kinds of knowledge, at least he could make a windfall and die a safe death somewhere on this continent, as for Aster, he has no strength to reverse his collapse now.

If that's the case, running away is really the best option.

Yes, just like in the past.

Having lost his homeland, wandering from country to country, engaging in all kinds of dirty and unseemly hookups, and finally becoming a spurned number thief, Shiloh knew that on the day of Aster's death, his "Rainbow Poem" would have come to an end.

Shiloh was in a trance, as if he saw the remorseful expression of Her Royal Highness when she was assassinated, as if she had returned to the first time she saw the promotional poster of this game.

He clearly remembered that it was a poster of towering mountains and a magnificent land, with the back of a man and a man charging forward under the shining stars, and at the bottom of the poster, the name of "Rainbow Poem" was printed, and a propaganda slogan that looked rather subtle later.

-- This world needs heroes.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already taken a step.

Instead of fleeing to the front of the team, they galloped towards the Ice Dragon.

Towards Princess Elyfils.

He was not reborn into this world to experience the pain of losing his country again, and to see Her Royal Highness the princess die in front of his eyes again.

He didn't know why he did it, he just knew he had to, the memories of the past drove him forward, he felt like he was full of power, he felt like he was back in the most glorious period of the game.

Galloping horses and moving forward.

Then, in the next second, he saw a petite figure, lifted by the wings of the Ice Dragon, falling in mid-air towards the bottom of the cliff.

Long blond hair, a pained expression, a blade twisted by the impact.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Shiloh's heart sank.