"The birds lead the way, the wind blows our ......" Although it is July, in the northern forest, the temperature is as cool and pleasant as late spring, coupled with the seemingly endless sea of brilliant flowers, birds singing and butterflies dancing, and the vibrant forest scenery on the way is really refreshing. Linya, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but sing, and the people around her were also familiar with her temperament, so they let her sing to her heart's content.

When I traveled all the way south and came to the edge of the forest, it was already the 28th of July. The Elven Horned Eagle Knights, who had been escorted all the way by the order of Queen Sesa, were finally forcibly driven back by Linya. How to put it, Linya is still a little selfish.

Because this is a war that belongs to humans, the elves have given her enough promises and help, and she is embarrassed to take two whole teams of elven air cavalry around again, and the safety problem is not a big problem.

This is a vast wilderness southeast of the Twilight Forest, east of the Karabim Plains, the Macilom steppe, and the next destination of Linya's trip to the Anti-Blood Alliance. It is a vast field of stones, deserts and loess, so it is not suitable for farming and cultivation, but because the east and south of the Makilom Plain are endless seas, and the rain is abundant, it has become a paradise for all kinds of wild grasses, and in the crevices of the rocks, beside the edges of the sand and stones, in the mud of the loess, countless tenacious grasses seem to be about to flood the earth.

Naturally, it has become a paradise for nomadic tribes. The nomadic tribe of Machilom, a nomadic civilization of mankind, an alliance living on horseback. They may be a strong and combat-ready civilization, but nomadic civilizations have an inherently great disadvantage when it comes to farming civilizations - their population may be one-tenth the size of the kingdom of Calabim, or less. After all, barren grasslands can't feed more people.

It is said that they have also been oppressed and bullied by Kalasim for hundreds of years, but they have nothing to do. They may be able to survive on the steppes with their speed and maneuverability, but they are almost immobile in the water-covered plains, leaving them defenseless and incapable of advancing against the Karabim army. What's more, the opponent is still a blood clan with far stronger strength than humans. Therefore, over the years, Makilom could only rely on paying tribute to the blood kingdom with grassland specialties, cattle, sheep, horses, and ...... Young girls to keep the peace on both sides.

After learning about these things, Linya became more confident about pulling Machilom into her anti-blood alliance.

Linya, Chloe, and Victoria flew over the prairie on the horned eagle that Cesha had given them, and in the evening, they found a tribal tent by a small river that was lighting a fire and preparing dinner. After three days of flying, passing by several tribes of all sizes, Linya and her entourage finally arrived at the gathering place of the largest annual Dadari conference in the Machilom steppe, the Lom Bay Land, on August 1, 4124 A.D.

The strange combination of two winged birdmen, and a fish-man with a long tail, and a horned eagle beast with three elves, of course, immediately became the most dazzling cluster among the herdsmen. However, the nomadic herders who are bold by nature do not have any fear or fear, but are just curious.

In the Khan's tent, Linya paid homage to the Great Khan Totochi. After drinking milk tea, Linya did not hide it, and directly explained her intentions to these nomads who didn't like to bend, hoping that they could join the alliance against the blood clan.

"You should understand how powerful Calabium is, Miss Linya. Even you, known as the goddess of the moon, failed to kill their prince. The Great Khan sighed and said, "There are far fewer people in Makilom than in Karabim, and every war like this is fatal for us. ”

I didn't think he knew about his affairs in Brispo! Besides, he had a point, the war with Calabim could be a war of extinction for Makilom every time. If Karabim can't be eliminated this time, Makilom may not have a peaceful life in the future. Maybe they are a group of simple-minded, simple-minded people, but they also tend to be more real and direct in their ideas.

But can you give them confidence, or how can you convince them? Cassirer's Gregory Federation does not intervene, and Calabim's strength seems unshakable.

At night, the herdsmen were celebrating their great festival around a campfire in the grassland, while Linya stayed outside the tent that the Great Khan had arranged for the three of them, thinking of a solution. The night sky of the prairie is really beautiful, there is no moon today, and the stars seem to be exceptionally shining. Listening to the joyful singing of the herdsmen and watching the happy dance, Linya suddenly felt that this kind of life was really good, if she forgot about the existence of vampires.

If the war really happened because of himself, he might really be a big sinner. Linya couldn't help but smile bitterly.

As the night deepened, when I returned to the tent to rest, a herdsman's girl brought hot evening milk tea. But Victoria suddenly grabbed her arm and tore the girl to the ground, with the short blade in her hand already pressed against her neck. "Who are you, and what are your intentions?"

Linya and Chloe were taken aback, and Linya hurriedly asked, "Sister Victoria, what's wrong with her?" Victoria said coldly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this person has been hiding behind the tent over there for at least an hour, do you think she can have any good intentions?"

The two of them were startled together, they didn't notice it at all, the little angel Chloe's face turned completely red, it was really bad, and it was a shame to let this little fishman take the limelight.

Linya nodded, stepped forward and asked in the herdsman language of Makilom: "Now tell me honestly, what is your conspiracy to hide behind the tent opposite? Is there poison in this milk tea? If you tell a lie, this knife will cut down immediately!"

The herdsman girl was already frightened, and when she heard Linya speak the Makilom language, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't, Your Highness Gaisha, please don't misunderstand! We absolutely dare not have the slightest malice towards you! It is said that you almost killed the evil vampire prince Fronos, you are our great hero! I came to deliver tea disguised as a herdsman's girl, and I came to deliver tea on the orders of our "Free Humans" organization in Calabim, and I want to secretly get in touch with you! Your Highness, I am a member of the secret organization of the Karabim Human Resistance Army. ”