Evening.

"There's still half an hour to go."

Kael'thas looked at the sky, the sun was red, and it was getting dark half an hour later.

The elves are now located in the higher side of the forest, and if you leave the shadow of the trees, you can already see the gate of Grimbaatar.

Beneath a tall mountain range, a grand gate with a black accent is embedded in the cliff face.

"Is it finally coming?"

Hearing Kael'thas words, Onexia's face lit up.

"I'm exhausted."

For this kind of time to hide her body in the forest, Onexia is almost at the limit, and now she wishes to leave the forest early.

"Well, bear with me."

Kael'thas looked back at Onexia with some concern and said.

He also felt that this black dragon princess had worked very hard.

"Hehe, no problem, I'm in a good mood right now."

Onexia was happy at Kael'thas for his concern, and then laughed:

"It's almost here anyway, so it doesn't matter if you endure it."

"And I love the scent."

She sniffed lightly:

"Little one, what kind of flower does this smell like? I've never smelled it. ”

"And I didn't find it just now."

The speaker listened unintentionally, and Kael'thas was stunned.

He had just smelled a floral scent in the air, and it was normal for the forest to have flowers, but on the road before, they didn't seem to smell it.

"Oops."

Kael'thas had a flash of inspiration, and his face changed:

"It's not a floral, it's a probe."

As soon as he said this, all the elves reacted immediately.

"I haven't smelled it either."

Mephites also spoke:

"I'm not very familiar with flowers, but at least I've never smelled them."

An elf who has lived for thousands of years, even if he has not studied it carefully, should have a relatively extensive knowledge of the little by little. Mephites hadn't smelled it, which made Kael'thas even more certain.

"The thieves immediately went to investigate the situation."

Kael'thas had a quick turn of thought, and then spoke:

"Check out the orcs in the vicinity to see if they make any special moves."

"The rest of the people picked up."

There was no trace of magic in the scent of the flowers, which is why they didn't notice it at first.

Kael'thas led the elves forward quickly, and then thought carefully, he was not sure, but he still came to a more certain and feasible conclusion.

The scent of flowers is a tool for detection, and it may allow orcs to spot intruders through the change of smell, but this rudimentary method is certainly not enough to obtain accurate information.

In order to determine their identity, the orcs should send someone to observe secretly.

[Kill those who are spying!] 】

Kael'thas felt a chill in his heart and made up his mind.

On the way, he asked if there was any magic that hid the scent, but because he didn't understand how the floral scent changed, the elves had a hard time getting rid of it.

In this case, the elves have no choice but to eliminate all the orcs in advance and make their messages unsent.

Of course, the orc's death will certainly raise suspicions, but the elves should be able to enter Grimbaatar early if they hurry.

[I hope I'm overthinking.] 】

At this time, Kael'thas's first hope was his own mistake, and the floral scent was just an ordinary unknown floral scent.

However, the results of the thief's report proved that he was not mistaken.

"Your Highness, there are a few orc posts that have changed their positions, and I don't know where they went."

There is only one reason why the thieves can't determine their whereabouts, and the other party also chooses to hide his whereabouts, which is something that only orc thieves can do.

Kael'thas felt the pressure.

There were very few thieves at the previous outpost, and even if there were thieves, they would not leave their posts, and the posts were easy to find, so the elves could move forward so smoothly.

Now, the reason why the other party has disappeared is, of course, suspicious.

Kael'thas wasn't afraid of the thieves, but the thieves should have the tools to alert them, and if they found out, they could pull off the alarm without even noticing.

How can the elves stop it?

"Speed up."

Kael'thas could only get the elves to speed up, he thought that the range of the flower fragrance was limited, and it would be fine if he went out early.

Of course, he also did not forget to keep a few legendary professionals on their guard, and once they found a thief, they did not need to report it.

The legendary pro is really very powerful.

During the run, Sylvanas once took a bow and arrow, turned around and shot a thief hiding in the shadows hundreds of meters away.

The thief died with a flare canister, causing Kael'thas to break out in a cold sweat.

Thankfully, it wasn't launched—he thought, and then, in order to prevent the thieves from discovering the corpse, he hastily disposed of the corpse before continuing to run with the elves.

Along the way, Sylvanas played this behavior several times, leaving Kael'thas stunned each time.

Each of the thieves died without warning, and it seems that they had been locked down by Sylvanas and then eliminated the orc thieves before they could see the elves.

In order to maintain Sylvanas' range, Kael'thas had to move to a less wooded area.

Unbeknownst to him, however, most of the orc thieves were killed not by Sylvanas, but by her lieutenant, the low-spirited Lotherma.

Lotherma carried out Kael'thas orders with great performance, and she followed hundreds of meters away from the elven team, using her advantage to kill most of the orcs in advance.

Only a tiny fraction of the thieves passed through her blockade, but were also dealt with by Sylvanas.

Onexia, who is not good at archery, stares at it, but can only accept this reality.

The ten-minute journey was gone in a blink of an eye, and when they could no longer smell the flowers, the elves finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't relax!"

Kael'thas noticed that the speed had dropped a little, and frowned:

"Keep going at this pace, get to the Grimbaatar gate early, and find a way to get inside."

The elves had just killed a number of orcs on the way, and the other party didn't need to be sure of their figures, so they could quickly draw conclusions.

Kael'thas had to seize the best opportunity to enter Grimbaatar before the orcs acted.

【God forbid】

He muttered with some excitement in his heart.

But what Kael'thas didn't know was that God wouldn't bless him, but another man gave him a chance.

- "Ahh ”

In the area where the elves left, several orc posts were attacked at the same time, and all the orcs died.

"Didn't send the signal?"

A shrill voice asked at one of the locations, a sharp-faced goblin.

"No, sir."

An orc replied with a stiff bow.

The sight of a strong orc bowing to a diminutive goblin may seem comical to outsiders, but they themselves don't.

They serve the same master, and their status depends on the words of that master.

Today, there are many orcs in the service of this master, but these orcs are no match for a group of long-established goblin predecessors.

"That's good, the master doesn't want those elves to be exposed."

The goblin nodded.

"You're right here, keeping in touch with the outside world, so that the orcs don't suspect it."

He pointed to the sentry post in the forest and ordered.

"Yes."

The orc nodded.

"Then I'll report to my master."

The goblins then left.

And in front of the gate of Grimbaatar, where the elves are about to arrive, there is a huge battle going on.

Several giant adult red dragons are spewing flames and fighting the orc forces underground.

But the situation at the scene seems that the two sides are evenly matched, although the red dragon is strong, but the number of orcs is large. Through the passage of time, the orcs have created more and more serious scars on the red dragons.

"Isn't it like they're fighting like this?"

"Don't worry, there are a few red dragons coming in the back, they are coming, they should be able to open this closed door."

Two dwarf goblins hid in the shadows and muttered.

"When the battle becomes more fierce and the elves will arrive, they will be able to get in through the chaos."

"It's a really good plan."

However, one of the spirits was still puzzled.

"Why would the master want to help those elves, you say?"

It asked its companion.

"You're so stupid, who said the master was going to help the elves?"

Another goblin looked at it like a fool:

"It's just the master's game."

Just a game, the elves are a bunch of toys to the goblin owner, Nesario.

A toy is something that doesn't hurt no matter how you play with it.

"The master won't let these elves cause him trouble."

After the goblin finished speaking, his eyes spotted several red dragons flying in the distance:

"No problem, let's report to the master."

It pulled its companion and secretly left the battlefield.

- Inside Grimbaatar, two pieces of information were delivered.

"Coming soon?"

The appearance is a handsome human nobleman, Deathwing, the black dragon king whose real name is 'Nesario' turned two letters in his hand, and laughed coldly:

"Speaking of which, it seems like it's been a long time since I've dealt with these high-level elves."

He reminisced about ancient battles, and the power of the upper elves and demons made countless races difficult.

[Those guys, how degraded are they now? 】

Necerio really hadn't had much contact with the High Elves, so he didn't know.

But he sensed that there was also one of the elves in the group, and there was someone who might be able to fight him.

However, Nesario didn't think that the man could pose a threat to him.

"Onexia, my daughter, let me see what kind of toys you've found?"

No one has ever been able to disobey his orders and make small moves behind his back.

Even his daughter must not do that.

Nesario wants to make Onexia understand that for the rest of her life, she can only choose to live by following his orders.

(To be continued)