Nata vividly remembers the scene when Roddy and Camilla fought each other - the bravery of the two colliding with their "headsticks" shocked her immensely, and she still remembers it vividly.

Although Camilla was eventually subdued by Roddy, this way of fighting left a deep impression on Nata..."Fighting style" and people's "personality" have many similarities, just like Camila's tone when she took the initiative to talk: although she tried to lower her posture, she still made Nata feel the strength that came to her face.

"Seven hundred years ago, the high elf civilization was destroyed, and some of the remaining elves fled into the forest, and some of them integrated into human society, and now they have become the so-called 'descendants' of the wood elves and me... And in terms of bloodline, you should be closer to the original High Elves, so I'm curious, why are you mixed in with the human ranks?"

Camila took a few steps closer and stood on the edge of the balcony, whispering a secret history of the "High Elves". These were things that Nata had never heard of, and were apparently materials recorded by the Holy Order.

But Nata wasn't interested in getting along - not because of the other person's attitude or tone, but because... Roddy's "trust" in Camilla made Nata so unhappy that she couldn't have a crush on her at all.

Nata didn't know if it was jealousy or something else, she just knew... He and Roddy have gone through several life and death tests to have the trust they have now, but the woman in front of him was almost unconditionally believed by him after meeting Roddy for the first time...

She felt uncomfortable, so she was always a little hostile to Camilla.

"You're loyal to Roddy, did he ever help you?" Camila didn't realize that she was blacklisted by Nata, and still asked herself, "Or... What is his reason for your respect?"

"He was my teacher. ”

Nata looked at her calmly, "I'm his student, it's as simple as that. ”

Camila choked on her words, her eyes widened, and she continued after a while: "Roddy is a human, and you are a wood elf, so you can be together?"

"High elves and humans can be together, why can't I?"

Nata was always speaking Bringar, and she wasn't very proficient in it, so she didn't realize the "pun intended" in this sentence.

Camila's heart moved, and she suddenly asked, "So... Do you like Roddy?"

Nata's ears trembled slightly, and her neck was slightly stained with a layer of redness, but her expression remained the same, and after a little hesitation, she quietly changed the topic and said softly: "I'm afraid you don't know how you came back after falling into a coma, right?"

Nata's mind is not slow, and her words are almost directly against the general, which makes Camilla's expression stunned for a moment.

Camila wanted to nod in acknowledgement, but then she tried to tense her body and didn't dare to make the slightest movement. She understands that if she follows the other party's words, it is equivalent to losing the initiative in the conversation.

So she immediately prepared to talk about something else, but Nata didn't give her this opportunity, and said bluntly: "Your topic is always related to Roddy, why?"

She looked at Camilla and whispered in a light but uniform voice: "You want to disrupt my train of thought with embarrassing topics, and then take the opportunity to take advantage of my words? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, I have nothing to say." ”

Nata threw down these words coldly, and then turned away without hesitation, she didn't have the slightest intention of waiting for Camila to answer, just turned around as she approached the stairs and said softly: "Although Roddy trusts you, I hate you." ”

I'm afraid only Nata can say the words "hate others" so bluntly. Camilla looked at Nata's departing back, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of frustration in her heart, and there was a little anger mixed with it - why is this wood elf so stinky and hard?

"Hmph... Those who have a crush on their master, nothing good will come out!"

Camila cursed angrily, she really wanted to get a few words of information about Roddy from Nata, after all, she had no idea what Roddy had done before... But Natashi not only blocked everything with "oil and salt", but also made Camilla feel a little uncomfortable and embarrassed - she really wanted to know how she came back...

Obviously, Camilla not only failed to take any advantage of Nata, but was also severely "yin".

The contest between women is not a sword and sword, more often than not, it is just a few seemingly painless chats - and the first "confrontation" between Nata and Camilla, the descendants of the two high elves, ended quietly in a few minutes.

This time, the wood elf Nata wins.

And when Elson was shrouded in silence, on the other side of the gondola range, the atmosphere of the undead Tasman Empire at the moment... But it became more and more depressed.

In the spring, however, the warm, humid air is blocked by the Gondola Mountains, leaving the weather in the royal city of St. Karen's dry and icy, and at night, the temperature is still close to sub-freezing.

In the old streets, soldiers patrolling like a pendulum silently walk across the suspension bridge, there are not many pedestrians on the streets, and the atmosphere of loneliness is always shrouded here, but it invisibly sets off the bustle of the "Royal Palace of Oldmancius" in the center of the city.

It's just that this "bustle" is not a compliment, but stems from the dispute between Augustine and the aristocratic council.

Politically, the parliamentary system of the Tasman Kingdom is unlike any other. A powerful monarch has a certain amount of power, but at the same time he is subject to the constraints of a bunch of old fellows in Parliament... Compared to the generally short-lived human kingdom, such a system is obviously more suitable for the immortal undead. Therefore, for hundreds of years, the Tasman Kingdom has been steadily advancing in such "checks and balances".

Augustine and the aristocratic council always had big and small clashes between ideology and strategic approach, and as a powerful and somewhat radical monarch, his struggle with the stubborn conservative old guys was almost a fixed bridge - from Ansardine and Magda to send Belom in search of the "charging hedrons", he never stopped fighting with these old guys.

And this operation "Searching for Charged Crystals" can be regarded as the most fierce collision between him and the council... If he succeeds, he will have reached the pinnacle of his voice, and he will have more power than ever before - so the nobles of the parliament have collectively opposed it, but with Belom's progress going well, Augustine has almost always been overwhelming.

The letter sent by Belom around the New Year gave the old members of the council a serious sense of crisis.

Breaking through the defense line with great momentum and quickly completing several scheduled tasks, Belom even easily took out the "Captain Roddy" who disgraced the kingdom. One event after another made the undead in the country cheer and excited, and at the same time made the old guys of the council look more and more ugly.

Augustine had expected the operation to go on as smoothly as ever, but things turned out unexpectedly—just after that letter, Belom was suddenly silenced and completely lost contact.

Three months of silence put Augustine back in a bad position, and the sudden shattering of Belom's "Soul Box" yesterday afternoon left His Majesty completely disheartened... Everyone knew that Belom was really dead this time - no matter what happened to him, the death of the team leader and the absence of a reply from the three hundred blood crows meant that the plan was a complete failure!

Augustine's big gamble... Lost.

"Phew!"

Pale fists slammed against the solid, cold stone throne, and a dull sound echoed through the empty palace.

After three months of persistence, in the end, it was Belom's inexplicable death and the ridicule of the old guys, and no matter how deep Augustine's city was, he couldn't bear the anger in his chest at this time.

"What the hell is going on?!"

He roared uncontrollably, but his eyes were fixed on the "Soul Box" that had originally contained the fragments of Belom's soul, but now it had been shattered—unlike Ansadine, Augustine found himself unable to retrieve Belom's memories or anything!

This remnant of the soul is pale and spiritual, as if it had died like its owner...

This situation had never happened before, with Augustine's level of strength above level 60, but he still couldn't find out the reason, such a strange thing made him even feel that he was inexplicably defeated this time...

He wanted to investigate, but he didn't know where Belom died, and he wanted accountability, but he also knew that the army was probably wiped out.

Three hundred blood ravens is not a small number, and it is now completely impossible to recover - which means a lot of loss for the entire Tasman.

And most importantly... It was the council that placed the blame for the failure of this operation directly on Augustine's head: because of his arbitrariness, the kingdom lost important strategic resources and disrupted the situation in the kingdom of Karen.

Don't think that these words are just words, the "aristocratic council" thinks that Augustine's recklessness cost the whole country, so it is inevitable that the resources and power in Augustine's hands will be greatly diminished in the following period!

Despite his anger, when he did not have the resources and power to organize revenge, Augustine could only choose to sit on his throne and be silent, he endured and endured, waiting for the right time to take revenge.

The undead have been waiting for too long, Augustine doesn't mind waiting any longer, he wants to watch the destruction of the kingdom of Karen in his own hands, this is what he must achieve!

"Patience... Patience... When the plan is implemented, there is still time to clean up the humans. ”

He slowly opened his eyes, the cruelty in his eyes flashed, and then his body straightened up, returning to his former calm and calmness.

He is Augustine, the greatest monarch of the dead from ancient times to the present day, and even after.

April 13th, early in the morning.

Standing on the balcony, Luo Di looked at the huge city in front of him, and sighed slightly in his heart, "The world is unpredictable"...

He clearly remembered that a full year had passed since he had awakened in the Nehemian steppes.

Under the grass hut in Nolan Village, Roddy asked his comrades around him the strange question of "what day is today", and the answer he got was "April 10th".

A year later, Roddy has gone from being an obscure scout on the border to the master of a huge city - a city that can only be considered empty for now, but in time, Elson is bound to become the brightest jewel of the entire Cullen kingdom.

Raising his head, the dark Pachar Magic Tower stood in view, the shadow of the tower left a long trace in the inner city, the neat planning of the city did not feel cluttered at all, and the smooth and clean roads were all in the style of high elves, which was completely different from the small and dirty of Houllier City.

Looking into the distance, Roddy could see the soldiers exercising on the inner city loop, Carter leading the soldiers shouting slogans, neat footsteps faintly drifting in the morning breeze.

"The order to prepare for departure has been given, and it is expected to leave at noon. ”

Sodrore's voice appeared behind him, as rigorous as ever.

Roddy didn't look back, just looked at the huge city in front of him, and suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question: "Sodrore, what were you doing a year ago today?"