As the leaves of the Necro Grass turned into a rotting mass of unidentified substance, Kouira's face was a little disgusted, but she held it in the palm of her hand with her hand. The black and white gloves that matched her coat were set aside by the witch as a condition of casting her spell, and she had to touch the dirt herself. The witch lifted her red lips lightly, took a slow, long breath, and blew hard into her palm. Black particles fell from her palms and turned into flying black phoenix butterflies in the air, and these strange butterflies flew around Kuira three times before scattering in all directions and falling into the earth.

The faint sound of a blade piercing a clod of earth came from the ground into which the black phoenix butterfly had fallen, but Coyla turned a deaf ear to it, and she took the time to pick up her gloves from the seat of the carriage and put them back on her hands. His eyes saw the muscles of the two little chestnut horses trembling with fear. The witch gently stroked the mane of one of the ponies with her black-gloved hand.

"Don't be afraid, dear. The road ahead is no longer suitable for you, so I just called some children to take your place. You're doing a great job..."The muscles caressed by the palm of the hand tensed violently, but then quickly relaxed, permanently relaxed. A smile tugged at the corner of Kuira's mouth, "It's better now." ”

The carriage was abandoned in its place. For the Witch Order's administrators, who rule the untradeable port of Heartbreaker's Bay, the carriage is nothing more than a toy bought on a whim. Those who knew the lady well knew that the witch Coyla always had only two mounts, a black scorpion devouring the dead body of a horse, and a white spider lying on another horse sucking blood and entrails. In addition to the two insects, which are larger than the foals, there are also a number of terrifying myriapeds crawling out of the ground.

Kuira looked back at the number of her pets and smiled with satisfaction. She then stepped over to the black scorpion, and even though the latter was eating, the monster obediently straightened its three long legs close to Kuira, tilting its body when the numerous compound eyes noticed its master's approach. The witch held the hem of her coat in both hands and stepped on the scorpion's knuckles like a king stepping on a throne, making a crisp sound. Two giant dragonflies flapped their wings, ripped the wooden seats off the carriage, and placed them on the carapace of the black scorpion's back before Kuyla could take his seat.

"Alright, David, don't hold on to it. There are more and more delicious foods in the stone box in front of you. The scorpion, known as David, was silent for a moment when he heard his master's words, and then obediently put down the small half-horse carcass on the pincers. He even tapped the pincers the spider who was eating another poor horse, signaling the other party to move forward. The white spider was not as obedient as its companion, and it landed backwards, pressing the front half of its body against the corpse, and at the same time began to spit out a large amount of silk thread, and soon wrapped the object beneath it into a white ball of thread. The giant spider skillfully put the ball of thread on his back, and then leaned close to his companion without hurrying.

"Jones, when will you change this habit?" it was not difficult to hear Kuira's helplessness about the white spider's behavior from her tone, but her tone also revealed a strong doting, and it was obvious that these two terrifying monsters had a different appearance in her eyes.

The horrible legion had assembled and began to move, heading north along Dragon's Blood Creek, and in front of them, the walls of Vale City were already visible.

Such a glaring gesture would naturally attract attention from all sides, and in the distance of Kuira's insect troops, in those areas covered with dense vegetation, some of the trees rattled from the collision. Sensing the anomaly, the nezumi scout scurried towards Valley City as fast as he could, and then moved a stone about three kilometers from the city wall, burrowing into the hole and disappearing.

The hidden roads that have been set up around Vale City are so narrow that not only humans, but even slightly larger humans will not be able to get in. Only the smaller, most well-ridden nezumi scouts are told where they are, and in doing so, they report back to their fellow underground. After all, there are very few mutant nezumi who can meet these conditions and have the ability to think, and in most cases, it is the proto-nezumi who are controlled by the mutant who carry out the sentinel command. It's like the one that discovered Kouira's whereabouts.

Occasionally, there are branches leading to other exits in the narrow passages. Due to the limited excavation time and for ease of control and security, all of these scout passages eventually merge into a main road leading to the outpost. Mutants stationed in shifts at the outpost are responsible for processing the information gathered by the scouts and then reporting it to the other nezumi in order of importance. Such outposts are one in the south, south, and northwest of the city.

The main passage is much larger than the previous one, and the walls are not random excavations, but carefully repaired flat square passages. It is large enough to accommodate three scouts passing side by side, also considering that the amount of intelligence in wartime may be much greater than in peacetime. At the end of the main road, the outer wall of the outpost, is a stone gate that slides open. The mutants are short of manpower, and the controlled proto-nezumi are unable to do sophisticated work, and in many cases their construction is just a matter of time.

"Squeak!" the stone door opened in front of the scouts, revealing a room covered in crude rubble.

Soon, word of its return spread through the underworld of Vale, and the mutants gathered together to talk about the truth of the news and what it meant. As the leader of the mutants and the last survivor of the ruling family of the Earl of Salon, Gloria was one of the first to get the news.

"What do you guys think?" she brought together the most capable leaders of the mutants, most of whom had been officials of the Saron Territory before, to form a small Council of Five. In the days when Cheese left the valley, it was the council that controlled the mutants' movements.

Howl, once an official of the Saron family, was the leader of the mutant ratmen before forming the council with Gloria. He tapped his hand on the table uneasily, "My Highness, with all due respect, if the information brought back by the scout is true. I mean, those bugs are really the size of horses, so they're going to get us in pretty much trouble. My advice is to destroy all passages available to them immediately, and send the Protos to patrol and report back as soon as an intruder comes in. ”

Gloria's words made Gloria nod, the minister who had always given the right advice during this time. But this time, unlike digging caves and assigning the work of the natives, not everyone likes to retract their heads into their shells like turtles.

"I disagree. A stout nezumi tapped his hand on the table, saying that he was a mercenary who had been begging for a living in Salons before he was infected by the plague. Because of his military qualities, he was absorbed into the council, and he was the one who proposed the formation of a scout network. "We can't guarantee the intentions of those guys, and if they're just passing by, Mr. Harr's approach might work. But if they're coming at us, there's no need to destroy the passages, and when it comes to digging in the dirt, the bugs aren't necessarily slower than us. If you want me to say, we should take the initiative and defeat them in one fell swoop while they are unprepared!"

"Are you crazy? That's a scorpion the size of a horse! How can we kill it? with bigger slippers?" Hal clearly didn't like the mercenary arguments, and as a civilian official, he didn't like to use such uncertain means to solve problems.

"Don't forget where we are, look at the claws on your hands, we have enough men to fight any enemy, whether it's a scorpion, a spider, or something else. The mercenary said, baring his claws, reminding Hal that they were no longer fragile humans.

"But we don't know anything about them, no one has ever dealt with such a big bug, at least not among you here. We cannot estimate the cost of provoking a war. ”

"That's right, we haven't seen each other, but I'm sure those guys haven't seen disciplined nezumi either! we can defeat them, just let me go out with the guards and I'll be able to settle the battle before sunset. ”

"But what if you fail? What if the enemy attacks here while you're leading your troops? We've only seen a bunch of big bugs, and who knows what's next?"

...... The quarrel continued. Gloria looked left and right, trying to say something but kept her mouth shut helplessly. Although all four men respected her, that respect was only moral, and she alone in this council had no way to offer any substantive advice. A feeling of powerlessness rose in the heart of this strong girl.

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