Atwood's next words sent a great shock to Leon, even above the elven elf's elder who had eaten the rat-man's heart. It's hard to imagine that an elf who has never stepped out of the forest can deduce the current situation of the Greylion just by relying on the information obtained from a nezumi. Although Leon still tries to gain some face for the human kingdom in front of these old neighbors, what Greenstaff says makes him not know how to refute it.

"If I'm right, it's hard to say that there is a safe place for the Greylion these days, except for the big cities, right?" said the old elf, sitting back on the edge of the pond, to the chief knight.

"I don't think so, there are only less than five territories that have been confirmed as epidemic areas, and there are still multiple lords in the kingdom who are not ...... in their own territories."

"They didn't reciprocate, so how can you be sure that they didn't?" Atwood interrupted Leon and said with a smile, "I don't think I need to tell you how your nobles behave, do I? If the rats start attacking the towns with little fanfare, I'm afraid these lords don't care about the reports of losses in those remote areas, do they? ”

The elf's words made the blood lion speechless, and he actually knew very well in his heart that there might not be a place that was absolutely safe in the entire territory of the current blue lion kingdom. From the moment the blockade of the Countdom of Saron failed, the spread of the nezumi had become difficult to contain. Leon clenched his fists unwillingly, feeling very remorseful for not being able to protect his country.

"But you don't need to be so pessimistic, Mr. Knight. The current blue lion has not yet reached the point of serious illness and no return, if my guess is correct, at least under the protection of those large and medium-sized cities, the human race still retains enough strength to rival the rat people. Green Stick noticed Leon's change in mood and said aloud.

But in the face of the other party's comfort, the knight chief did not appreciate it, he shook his head, and his face was very ugly.

"Now that you have such a clear inference. Then I have nothing to hide. Indeed, the kingdom's current military strength is completely capable of destroying all of these nezumi. But there is a premise for this. ”

"I see, no matter how sharp a sword is, it can't split through the running water, right?" the old elf nodded, he understood what Leon meant. If you want to destroy the nezumi with your army, the premise is that the nezumi will gather their combat power in one place like humans and fight head-on with the army of the glaslion. However, this is obviously impossible, these rat people are like real rats, and they will never go toe-to-toe with humans unless they have an absolute advantage.

"Exactly. Originally, we planned to limit the range of the nezumi so that their numbers would inevitably decline after they ate the food within their range. And as long as they don't actively get infected with the plague, those rat people will also be unable to produce new ones because of hunger and thirst, so it won't be long before the plague will subside. Leon said that this was the solution he had come up with after Cheese had finished the initial suppression of the plague.

"But just when you think the Nezumi population will decline sooner or later, they start to reproduce on their own, right?" Atwood had never seen a nezumi before, but from the structure of the dead Nezumi, the old elf knew that they could be fertile.

"When the first time the beings called the Bad Ratmen appeared, they were like locusts. It's hard to imagine how these rat people could have given birth to such a large number of offspring in just a few days. The chief knight nodded, he remembered the first time he felt powerless against the tide of nezumen. The humiliating death of knights who had been cultivated for more than ten years under the siege of these monsters who were less than ten days old was like a nightmare-like experience.

"Reproduction is the instinct of all living things. All beings recognized by this world have the opportunity to give birth to their offspring, but these ...... Nezumi are different. They don't give birth to offspring, they give birth to weapons. Atwood frowned as he spoke, but the movement wasn't obvious on his hairy face, "They're not a recognized race, at least not yet." ”

"It sounds like as long as these ugly things give birth to offspring that are as ugly as they are, and they can become like us. Bakham listened to his mentor and kicked the disembowelmented corpse of the nezumi in boredom.

"Civilization has nothing to do with whether a species is independent or not. Cavemen are stupid and abnormal, but no one can say that they are not a creature, can they?" the elven elder reprimanded his disciple, "Don't lose sight of the essence because of appearances, Bakham. ”

The reprimanded young elf walked to the side and didn't know what to do. For Bakham, the words of the mentor are often incomprehensible.

"Back to the point, Mr. Leon, the calamities you have experienced are not just your troubles. With the adaptability of these rat people, they will definitely spread around after completely subverting the blue lion, and we will never be safe and sound when the time comes. "So, I think I must return to our colony with this corpse to explain it to the rest of the people." Considering the long, uh, years of peace between us and you, maybe I can convince them to help humanity. ”

"Thank you for your generosity, Elder. I know it's not so easy to help someone you've been fighting with. Hearing that the other party intended to persuade the elves to help the blue lion, the knight chief couldn't help but be a little moved. Leon was not afraid that this was a lure of wolves, the elves had no interest in the land that had been cultivated by humans, and they did not like the bare earth.

"Roar, don't be so anxious to thank me, my bad old man's words don't work that well. Greenstaff slowly stood up and continued, "You're going back to your kingdom, aren't you?"

"Yes, if I could, I would like to leave immediately. The chief knight bowed slightly. Although he knew that he could not turn the tide of the battle alone, he was still eager to return to the lion immediately to join the battle.

"Hmm... Very reasonable request. I think Bakham also agreed to take you out of the forest, otherwise you wouldn't have agreed to go with him. The old elf turned his head to look at the disciple who was using a tree as a target not far away to practice his sword skills, "I have a small request, and you can interpret it as a reward for me to convince my clansmen. ”

Leon was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Atwood wanted in this situation, but it didn't stop the Knight Captain from continuing to listen.

"Don't be afraid, this request is not so excessive, maybe a little excessive. Well, anyway, I want you to get Bakham to go back with you and go to this war. Think of it as a mercenary you hired, what do you think?"