Things turned out beyond anyone's expectations! The cowardly and gentle Duke Fressey actually showed an unusually tough attitude at this time.

After all, Duke Adelin is young, and he is holding the crown prince as a bargaining chip in his hand, so he can't help but be a little proud. After he took Duke Frecy hostage to his own territory, he began to send out invitations to invite some nearby lords to be guests, one was to show off, and the other was also a threatening warning to the surrounding minor lords.

But he didn't expect that Duke Frecy, who was usually timid and cowardly, took the opportunity of Duke Adelin's banquet to announce in front of many invited nobles and church clergy that he would renounce the right to inherit the throne in public, which meant that his son, Prince Christian of Frecyburg, became the new crown prince of the Blood Leaf Dynasty.

Duke Adeline was furious, and he put his sword on Duke Frécy's neck and threatened him to take back his words, but this time Duke Frecy was stubborn and silent.

With so many nobles and clergy present, of course, the news can't be covered. Soon, Christian on the border and Adrian III, who was sick and dying in the royal city, got the news.

The king and queen quickly responded to Duke Frecy's decision, and the queen personally signed an edict announcing that Duke Fressey would renounce his inheritance and Prince Christian would become the crown prince.

As soon as the edict came out, both Duke Adeline and Archduke Ferdinand, who was cowering in his own territory, couldn't sit still. Duke Adeline hesitated for a long time, but did not let go of Duke Frecy, who had lost his status as crown prince, and still put him under house arrest in his own territory. After all, Duke Frécy is still the father of the future king, and Adlin believes that the chips in his hands are not completely worthless.

And Archduke Ferdinand is keenly aware that the king is seriously ill, Duke Frecy is still detained, and the new crown prince Christian has not shown up, and the most suitable time he has been waiting for is likely to have come.

At the end of December, it was already cold, and the elves were still patiently hiding at the edge of the misty forest. Safin remained with Evangel in the Misty Forest, most of his relatives had returned to Mount Ogaz, but it remained here and did not return to Emerald Town. Although Qian Qian only asked him to transport the elves from Eloland to the Misty Forest, Safin hoped that he could help more, that he would be a reliable griffin who could perfectly fulfill his friend's request.

Every day, Safin would always fly above the Misty Forest to take a look. Although the forest's perennial heavy gray fog always interfered with its vision, it still tried to scout everything that was going on. The undead forest always seems eerie and quiet, day after day, and it seems that nothing has changed.

On this day, as Safin prepared to set off for reconnaissance as usual, Evangel carefully dressed it on the cuirass and told it to be safe and not to stay too long.

Safin had returned soon on this day, and as soon as he reached the edge of the Misty Forest, he found that on the other side of the forest, near the edge of the Silent Land, a thick gray mist that could almost materialize began to gather. From above, the tall trees in the forest were completely obscured, and not only that, but the fog was moving slowly, gradually expanding linearly towards the side of the human realm.

Safin knows that the undead are on the move! It headed straight back to the elves' camp, hovering in mid-air with a high-pitched chirp.

Evangel only glanced up at Safin in mid-air, and immediately began to run, shouting a warning to his fellow citizens as he ran: "The undead are on the move!" Get ready for battle! ”

The elves immediately moved into action, quietly but quickly ambushing in their pre-planned ambush position. Evangel hid behind a rock, peering through the edge of the rock, carefully observing the movement of the Misty Forest. Soon after, the elves also saw the gray mist of the Misty Forest, the temperature began to drop, and the cold air smelled of death and decay.

Evangel tensed and immediately took off the bow that was behind his back. It was a weapon that Qian Qian had made for him with his own hands, and he had carefully maintained it to be shiny, and he reached out and took out a bright red arrow from the quiver hanging from his waist. He has a total of twenty such arrows, which Qian Qian made for him before he set off, and each arrow is attached to a powerful dispelling spell.

He remembered what Lily said when she handed him twenty red arrows and five black arrows with big dark circles after staying up all night: "It's better to be careful!" Remember our experience in the Misty Forest? Necromancers are really good at hiding themselves with spells! Elven warriors are mostly swordsmen and archers, and the mist's mist of mourning will cause you a lot of trouble. Twenty arrows with a dispel spell should be enough, though. ”

"And what about these?" Evangel remembered pointing at the black arrows and asking Lily for advice.

"Cursed Flame!" At that time, Lily's big bright brown eyes told him seriously, "You know, it's black magic, so use it sparingly." But if I don't prepare some for you, I don't feel at ease. I hope I don't need it! ”

The big war was coming, how did he think of this? Evangel shook his head, reached out and touched the black arrow in the quiver, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Evangel!" The elf hiding beside him frowned and stared at the gradually thickening gray mist, and whispered to him, "The undead are very careful, and they have been using spells to open the way. The area of the fog is too big! It's not good for us! There aren't many druids, so I'm afraid they won't be able to take care of them. ”

"Don't worry!" Evangel raised his bow and arrows at his companion, the red arrows resting on the bright silver bow, looking extremely bright and dazzling: "I can help." ”

As the elven druid began chanting the ancient dispel spell, the arrow in Evangel's hand shot out at the same time. The red arrow rushed into the thick gray fog with a sharp whistle like a bright streamer. The fog dodged Evangel's arrows and parted to the sides, revealing the necromancer who was floating in mid-air with a hood behind the fog.

It was only a brief moment before the fog began to gather again, but that was enough. Avan Jie's comrades, who were already full of bows, seized the opportunity to shoot their vibrant arrows directly at the necromancer behind the thick fog.

The necromancer let out a shrill hiss and stepped back, the fog in this direction thinner for a moment. It was at this point that the druid's dispel spell kicked in, and a rain of elven arrows came in from all directions, targeting the undead wizards who had revealed their tracks.