The sun rises and the moon sets, the night is quiet, the red sun rises in the east, and the wild boar has been fighting with those seemingly inexhaustible monsters, which makes Rakshasa very incomprehensible. Isn't the owner tired? Fight all day without sleep......

Storm Bear and Shadow Leopard have long been familiar with the state of wild boars fighting monsters, and since Lin Yutian said the words of free movement, they have begun to look for their own territory around, planning to settle here for the next period of time. Fortunately, they are level thirty-nine elites and lords, and their strength can still stand within the distribution range of these level forty-five and sixth-level ordinary monsters.

Their level is somewhat unstable, unlike those created undead who can be upgraded, and the level of these magical beasts is difficult to improve unless there is a strange encounter.

Lin Yutian was also thinking when he was killing monsters, now that Storm Bear and Shadow Leopard are fighters of the same level as himself, what will be the use of them by his side after a month or two? It's just that he thinks he can't do anything to hide the birds, so he can only arrange a safe place for them to go when the time comes, or find a way to set them free again.

Continue to bow your head and fight monsters, harvesting experience little by little, although your yellow trough is too full of a quarter at this time.

For him, rank is equivalent to strength, and accumulating strength is a long process at any time. Down-to-earth, step by step, wild boar can lay a good foundation for itself to meet the opportunities that may arise at any time.

Opportunity? Does encountering lord monsters or elite gold name NPCs count? If it does, it's faster......

Fillingmore, at this time, it was already the third day deadline given by Noyan. Dressed in golden chain mail, Nuo Yan was mighty, but he didn't have the spear of his own. Sitting on horseback, he looked at the tense situation ahead, and there was a little suppressed anger on his face.

Who is he angry with? Is this performing some task? The God of War Alliance is not at war with the Elven Bayer Empire. How did he end up here?

"Your Royal Highness, heh, it's really Prince Charming." On the corner of the street, a shield warrior in thick plate armor stood leaning against the wall, her delicate face calm, but there was a little loss and something complicated in her eyes.

Sitting on a white horse, he is still as handsome and heroic as ever, and he gives people a sense of perseverance when he is silent.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Refusing to flirt, she turned her head and walked to the depths of the alley, and when she turned around, Nuo Yan on horseback seemed to feel some emptiness, and turned her head to look this way, but she could only see an unfamiliar back.

What's wrong with you? Touching his chin, His Royal Highness the Prince, who had to pay attention to his image, did not find the stubble that had been there some time ago,

At the south gate of Philimmore, the thousand-strong team guarding Nuoyan was confronting the elves defending the city, and the orc guards couldn't help but draw their long swords. The cold-faced elven archers on the city wall drew their bows.

"Lay down your arms! Drop your weapon! Don't shoot arrows! ”

"We're not here to bleed! Brave warriors, now is not the time to be impulsive! ”

The officials on both sides were actively negotiating, but Nuo Yan did not show up at this time, waiting for the city gate to give way to a path. They will make their way to the Elven Court, which is still far away.

Nuo Yan quickly reacted from the distraction just now, and looked at the archers standing on the city wall with a calm face. These elven archers, who are famous throughout the continent, have a reputation for strong arm strength and a hundred shots.

Each elf is a sharpshooter who wears through the Yang at a hundred paces. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, the elven archer legion is indeed a headache for his enemies.

"Your Highness! Your Highness, don't be in a hurry! The honor guard to greet you is already on the way! The old elf still said so. pounced in front of Nuo Yan from the periphery and grabbed the reins of Nuo Yan's mount. "Your Highness, please don't let us be suspected of being rude. Otherwise, it just makes it difficult for me to wait, and if the royal court blames it, we will definitely suffer, Your Highness. ”

"Elves are known for their generosity and peacefulness, how can they really blame you for Nuo Yan's insistence," Nuo Yan smiled indifferently, if there was really the situation that this old elf said, then his words were enough for the Elf Court not to investigate the fault of this old elf. "My people are preparing for war, and the brave warriors of the tribes everywhere have been assembled, and if I wait here quietly, the situation ahead will be out of control."

"But Your Highness, even if you go to the royal court, if you don't hand over the stolen holy water, this war will be inevitable."

"Holy water is not with us! And the God of War Alliance will definitely not steal so despicably! Nuo Yan snorted, "After I meet the queen, I will ask the Holy See of Light to take stock of Orlandra and several surrounding cities, if I can't find the holy water of the elven race, then the Baier Empire wants to give me an explanation for the God of War Alliance!" ”

"Your Highness, don't make it difficult for us."

"If you want to start a full-scale war in advance, I am not afraid." Nuo Yan said in a tough tone, and the old elf quickly made a judgment and let go of the hand that was holding the reins.

"Your Highness, I will show you the way."

"I'm tired," Nuo Yan said with a slight smile on his lips, thinking he had passed this level.

The archers on the ramparts lowered their bows and arrows to the sound of piccolo, a melodious and high-pitched sound that could reach the ears of each archer, even to the sound of war drums. Through the length, rapidity, and slowness of the piccolo's flute, the elf confession was able to hear a lot of information, such as how much force to shoot a rain of arrows at an angle.

Thousands of elves were temporarily organized to serve as the escorts of the mission of the God of War Alliance, and the old elf who rode on a horse and followed Nuo Yan had a somewhat gloomy face.

Walking out of the city gate, not far ahead of the dense jungle, Nuo Yan's brows twitched a few times, and there seemed to be some premonitions in his heart that were not very good. Looking down at the scroll lying quietly in the chain mail, his heart settled down a little.

"Your Highness," the old elf smiled, albeit a little reluctantly, "I still think that we are waiting for the royal court to come and greet the guard of honor, so ...... It's a little safer that way. ”

"Safety? Is there anything unsafe in the peaceful land of elves? ”

"Peace is only for the elves," the old man seemed to say, "and there are some conflicts within the elves, after all, as long as there is a political power, there can be no real peace." ”

Nuo Yan smiled but didn't say anything, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was always very calm. "The princes of all countries are under the protection of the Holy See of Light, don't worry, my lord, even if there are people in your country who are disgusted by my arrival, they will not do anything wrong that endangers the peace between the two countries."

The old elf laughed, but his eyes were a little mocking of the young and frivolous prince.

There are no absolutes in the world, whether you have the courage to take risks, only depends on whether the result of the adventure is enough temptation. At this time, Nuo Yan was full of temptation......

Orlandra's siege was halted for a while, and the elves did not give up the ground for another fair battle outside the city, and kept the army of the God of War League in the city.

Standing on the city wall and looking at the elven army, the eyes of the defending general were bloodshot, and he had not rested for several days since the bones of the silver-armored young general were gone.

"General! We found the serpent in that ruin! ”

"Let's go!" The general rushed down directly from the city tower, "All sides are on alert, if the elves attack and defend desperately!" ”

Leaving his post without permission, the general jumped on a horse, and a hundred escorts gathered around him, heading straight for the east gate.

The music of the organ fluttered in the palace at the rear of the battlefield, and His Royal Highness the Prince, dressed in loose silk, lay on the edge of the pool, in which the beautiful elves covered their bodies with tulle.

"Your Highness!" A black figure appeared from the air and knelt behind the prince, looking down at the elven girls in the pool who were playing as if no one was around. "Those guys are out of town!"

"Oh? Finally can't take it anymore? The elven prince muttered, "According to the plan." ”

The black shadow whispered, "Your Highness, the old city lord of Feilin is also with the team. ”

"Oh?" His Royal Highness Feng Luo raised his hand, and an elf girl swam in front of him, letting the prince's fingers touch her shoulder, and her pretty little face was slightly red. "That old stubborn seems to have always been very opposed to my sending troops, but unfortunately, he is actually a very good old fellow, and he taught me a few lessons when I was not an adult, kill it."

"Yes." The dark shadow faded into the air, leaving only the reverberating laughter in the palace...... (To be continued......)