Cold, sad

The rain dripping on the body is cold to the heart

"How long has it been since it rained so much?"

Anastarian looked up at the sky and said in confusion.

In his memory, Quel'Salas had always been as beautiful as spring, and the rain was fine.

It's been a long time since I've seen a rainstorm like this that hurts people and makes people feel like this

At least, this was the first time he felt the coldness and pain of the rain after he advanced to a saint-level profession

Anastarian turned his head to look around, surrounded by soldiers and mages guarding him. However, unlike usual, these elves were not only embarrassed, their clothes and armor contaminated with mud, but also their eyes were dull

There was a sudden pain in my heart.

"Hmm"

He couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty! Is the toxin flare up again!? ”

The mage beside him immediately asked nervously, followed by many worried eyes.

"No, it's fine!"

Anastarian retained his majesty and replied indifferently.

Still, the pain haunted him

It was poisonous, poison planted by the trolls from Zuaman

Not only Anastarian, but all the elves here are infested by this toxin.

[How long has it been preparing, this poison]

Just like it was specially prepared for elves, this poison can induce a dissonance of the magic of the Well of the Sun in the body, and even King Anastarian has not escaped its erosion.

To be more precise, the more powerful the elven mage, the more damage they will be from this toxin.

Not only does it cause pain, but more seriously, it hinders the elves' spell casting and behavior, preventing them from exerting their strength.

"How much time will it take to figure out how to fix it?"

Anastarian asked the mage beside him.

The royal sword with red flames flashing around his waist, the flame blow that usually exudes scorching power, as if it showed his situation at the moment, also looked a little dim at the moment.

"In half a day!"

The mage bowed his head in reply.

Half a day plus 1 night and half a day of the outbreak of poisoning

Even if it is a huge system of High Elves, it will take a day and a night to solve this poison?

During this time

Can they only wait for slaughter?

Anastarian turned and looked away at the fleeing side of Zuaman.

Morale has been lost, the team has been scattered, and the body is poisonous

In those dark forests, at this moment, how many elves are sacrificing?

Those are his beloved people

[I was wrong]

Anastari grieved in peace of mind, apologizing for the lives that had been lost.

He should not have allowed his wife to carry out that plan

As long as there was the existence of Zujin as a leader, how could that plan succeed?

He should have understood, but he agreed

Because she said a word:

"I want our child to live in happiness, and I don't want him to live in war for the rest of his life like you."

Because of dreams

Because of love

Because of their children

Anastarian agreed to the act with a complete plan.

however

What have they gained from decades of hard work?

Not only his people, but even his own children

"How is she?"

Taking a deep breath and hiding his sadness in his heart, Anastarian asked.

"Her Royal Highness has been escorted back by Lord Mephites, and although she is seriously injured, it is not a problem to survive"

The mage replied with a low bow.

"That's fine."

Anastarian nodded, looking at the elves around them, they also heard the mage's words, and their expressions changed a little.

Of course, because the queen has incomparable prestige here.

In the hearts of many border elves, the gentle queen, the ruler of the Forest, she is like a goddess, sacred and cannot be desecrated.

And the reason why morale plummeted this time was more because of her injury

and rumors of the unborn prince's untimely death

"Hey, why don't you cheer everyone up?"

An incoherent voice rang out, and Anastarian looked over to it as a young girl with bandages on her hands.

She is only in her 10s, but her eyes reveal a strength that even adults can't match.

He recognized her, Sylvanas, and that was the girl's name.

On the way to escape, their party broke up for a time, and in order to protect him, the poisoned king, the girl did not hesitate to cut her own arm and lead the enemy away with blood.

Although someone soon returned to the king, he probably didn't need the rescue himself, and let his men save the girl.

But in Anastari's peace of mind, this girl can also be regarded as a small savior.

"I can't get them to cheer up."

Anastarian shook his head at Sylvanas and replied bitterly.

The reason why the elves lost their momentum was the poisoning of the queen, the prince, and everyone, including the king

He had already tried, and pretending to be alone would not inspire the morale of the elves.

To be precise, he was forced to evacuate.

The morale of the elves only exploded when he was allowed to evacuate

Now, we can only wait for the toxin to be resolved, and then quickly mobilize men and horses to attack again.

[Half a day to go]

How many elves will die in this half a day?

"Aren't you a king? Why is it so useless!? ”

Girl, little Sylvanas said coldly, her words were very impolite, and provoked the angry eyes of all the elves around her.

However, as if she were unaware of it, she continued:

"Isn't it useless that everyone is on the front line to protect you, but you can only stay here and not save anyone?"

Anastarian was silent.

As she said, he probably couldn't do anything.

When she met this little girl, she did not choose to help him because of her loyalty, but because she understood that the king was indispensable.

Perhaps, she will only save him in order to save more people.

[This is really a magical little guy]

Anastarian was not annoyed, he was a king and could only be pleased with the goodness that appeared in his race.

Sylvanas is an excellent person

He had never seen such a young and brave person, but she was still very smart

A thought popped into Anastarian's mind.

An idea that can quickly turn the tide of the situation

"I'm going to let her replace the child who died.] 】

――

Soon, the High Elves learned that their queen was safe and sound, and a new prince was born, Kaelsala.

They cheered, and then received the antidote to the toxin.

Elves, kings, and girls join the battlefield, and the tide of battle begins to turn

Sixteen years later, Kylesala emerged from the royal family's protection and entered politics as a teenager.