"Hey, is it true?" said Linya, pricking up her ears, she used to give others the impression that she was always a rude and head-bearing little princess, but now she has really grown up?" said Suzanne with certainty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Linya finally smiled brightly again. But she soon realized that she had almost forgotten something extremely important. "Oh, I almost forgot about it! What time is it? Ah, it's past midnight...... Sister Susanna, quick, go to Captain Satyra's place, and remember to be quiet, to be careful, and not to alarm too many people.

Tell Captain Satyra that the sand thieves who have been robbing and killing people in the desert are coming, and they have about a hundred of them, about the same number as our mercenary team, but they are veterans of raiding and killing people in the desert all year round. They will come and attack us in the early hours of the second half of the night, when people are most in need.

Let Captain Satyra quietly wake everyone up and prepare for battle, keeping the movement as small as possible so as not to be detected by the sand thieves. I'm going to lay a trap for them and try to catch them all tonight! Tell them it's my decision, don't ask anything, don't ask why. I'll tell you about it tomorrow when I'm free. Linya said, her whole expression becoming extremely serious. Suzanne didn't dare to doubt the little princess in this state of "knowing", and hurriedly went to do it.

Soon there was an undercurrent in the camp of the expeditionary expedition, and people used as few sounds and movements as possible to relay the news of battle readiness between the tents. The people here are all mercenaries who have smelled blood and licked knives, and this bit of discipline is still easy to do, and if someone is watching the camp from a distance, it is unlikely that they will see any clues.

Of course, there are still people who are very resistant to this inexplicable order, such as the orc sword saint Hamitto and the wizard Hislan, but Captain Satila still believes in Linya's ability very much, seeing that she is so detailed and so careful, besides, this kind of thing is rather credible than not, and it is always good to be prepared. For dwarves who don't know magic, the magic of those elves and humans is always so magical, since you can't understand it, it's better to believe it.

Half an hour later, Satyra followed Suzanne to Linya's tent, where she found that Linya was concentrating on crafting her magic weapons—several ice arrows, several balls of light, fireballs, and two growing orbs of wood and earth floating around her. The six-series magic element has reached the five-system, but it is the magic power of the dark system......

The dark magic in her body is also very strong now, because of the magic stone given by the werewolves in the oasis. It's just that she doesn't know dark spells yet, and it doesn't seem to be of any use, so she hasn't taken them out. However, Linya soon discovered another good idea, these dark magic powers could be broken down or transformed into water magic and earth magic in her body, or converted into fire or wood, or even light magic energy, which could come in handy.

In Linya's previous thinking, there has never been an absolute bad person in this world, no matter what kind of person it is, there will be a good side, even if it is a bad person, it is possible to save it. But after the incident in the dwarven deserted village, the current Linya suddenly found that she seemed to have changed her mind, and an indescribable and extremely strong murderous intent sprung up.

Although those sand thieves are human beings with high intelligence, their behavior is a group of completely inhuman beasts! Linya doesn't like to kill people, and she hasn't killed people wantonly, but she has decided to kill them once today.

Captain Satyra was about to speak when Linya raised her hand to stop him. "Captain Satira, I made two balls of light and fireballs, I will now make them into mana potions, you go and bring those warriors in batches, I will help them strengthen their weapons. Those sand thieves can be a little difficult to deal with. ”

It is of course a good thing to be able to infuse the weapon with magical energy, which means that before the magic dissipates, the warriors will greatly increase their actual combat effectiveness due to the increase in the weapon's ability, and Satira hurriedly went happily. While drenching the arrows of the archers with fire-based magical energy and the weapons of the warriors with light magic, Hamitto walked over, frowned and said, "Hey, little human doll, you can not only attack magic, but also heal, and even prophecy? Tell me, aren't you really a priest of the gods?"

"I don't know prophecy. Linya said without raising her head, as she continued to busy herself with her work.

"Then how do you know that those guys who have been running around in the desert all day are going to be here tonight? You have to know that just because of your words, everyone was screamed from the warm bedding in the middle of the night, blowing this damn cold wind. Hamito said unabashedly distrust.

Linya raised her head and looked at the tall orc in front of her, feeling like a big guy who had been covered for half the sky, as well as the mercenaries around him, obviously there were many complaints. "I won't promise you anything, Lord Hamito. This time I will never vouch for this with my personality or credibility, and all I can say is one thing: if they come, we will have to fight.

If they don't come, we have nothing to lose. Tomorrow should be fine, you can go and catch up on sleep. That's it. Of course, Linya could not have any expectations for the integrity of the devils, and she was not sure whether the sand thieves would come, and she really did not dare to use her reputation to guarantee the devil's words.

"Oh well. Hamito said disdainfully, "Then, my sword is a bit heavy!" The orc's greatsword was thrown over, and Linya hurriedly stretched out her arms to catch it, but the weight of this sword was obviously heavier than Linya's entire body! Linya may weigh forty kilograms now, but this sword is definitely more than fifty kilograms!

Under normal circumstances, Linya would definitely be crushed to the ground by this sword, making herself look ugly and causing ridicule from everyone. But this time, Linya was already prepared when she heard his words, and the magic energy had already spread all over her body, and before Linya's hand touched the sword body, the magic enveloped the giant sword, and supported it to float, without contacting any external force, smoothly and quietly suspended in the air. The mercenaries around him whispered in surprise, and Hamito's eyes changed slightly.

A huge long sword made of stainless steel, with a simple, rough body and carved with various primitive patterns, is really not a good thing for humans who like to have a fine style. However, Linya, who had seen its savage power, did not dare to underestimate it. Linya took a spoonful of water from the basin and poured it on the sword, and after the magic water fused with light energy flowed through the sword, the sword body immediately began to shimmer with some kind of pale silver light, shining.

Hamito grabbed the hilt of the sword, wiped the blade with his fingers, and said with satisfaction, "Very good! "This guy would actually say thank you? It's kind of unexpected. Linya was a little suspicious of her ears. Orcs, I guess they're all rude and rude.

"Your magical talent is indeed very good. The wizard Hislan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, "Although I have seen a magician who can use multiple types of spells, I have really never seen a person like you who can cultivate in the whole series. So I want to remind you that if you can specialize in a series of cultivation, your future achievements will be limitless, and it is not impossible to even become a peerless legend. And if you continue to cultivate multiple types of magic at the same time aimlessly like you do now, I am afraid that in the future, you will only bury your peerless talent and end up in mediocrity. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty Hislange. I understand what you're saying, but ...... Alas, well, let's not talk about it. By the way, Sir Heslan, you are from Grecia and I am from Atlante, is it really good for you to be kind to remind me like this?" Linya blinked and smiled slightly. In fact, everyone has a good side, and the instinct of kindness will always be revealed consciously or unconsciously, whether it is a Grexian or an Atlantian, isn't it?

Heath Lan was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and turned to say, "Maybe I can't bear to see a promising young man like you go astray." Or rather, I don't think you're the same as this sister of yours, you can at least hear some different voices, not like she is hopelessly brainwashed by the lies of the Light Doctrine. ”

These words in front of Suzanne made Suzanne frown immediately, but Linyama persuaded her with her eyes. This is not the time for internal conflicts. Of course, Suzanne understands this, and she is also responsible for protecting the little princess, even if she is stimulated by words, she can only swallow her anger. "Sister Susanna, don't be like him, it's important. I've wronged you. Linya's voice teleported by magic came to her ears, and Suzanne nodded, the little princess's comfort was the best medicine to heal her mental wounds, and everything she had paid for her was worth it.

This small team of mercenaries already feels like a small world, and it doesn't seem so peaceful. Elves and dwarves, one loves nature and the other likes to cut trees, Mimiyulia and Makriel, two lovely girls who have always looked at each other unpleasantly, and then Suzanne and Heslan, the conflict between the two of them is because of the opposition of religious beliefs, one light and the other dark.

The waiting time for the enemy to appear seemed to be particularly long, and the nights were getting colder and colder, and the people left the warm bed and hid in the icy wilderness, and the people's resentment naturally became heavier and heavier.

Thankfully, it didn't last long. Just when everyone was about to doze off with boredom, Linya and Mimiyuria suddenly exclaimed at the same time: "It's coming!"

**

It was the darkest hour before dawn, and only a sparse starlight remained in the sky, sprinkled with a little cold light, lazily illuminating the earth. The silent earth was filled with only the occasional chirping of crickets. The temperature was really low and low, and the dwarf on duty couldn't help but go into the camp tent and hold the quilt to keep warm. There was no light in the camp, and the ruins of sparse buildings were scattered in the desert, and the entire ancient city of Beira looked like a ghost town at the moment.

In the direction of the Northern Cross, the starlight on that side gradually became a little blurred, and the northern horizon seemed to be surging with sand fog, turning the nearby scenery into chaos. Gradually, the sand fog got closer and closer, bigger and thicker, and the flying sand and dust seemed to completely submerge the northern land. Still, the land was silent, and there was no superfluous sound.

It was already two arrows away, and the leader of the sand thieves raised his hand, and the sand thieves held up their bows and mounted their arrows. The horse's hooves and muzzles were wrapped in thick linen, and it walked slowly, and it was soft sand, and the magic in the sand fog kept out the light and sound from outside, and it was impossible for distant enemies to detect it.

Seeing the unsuspecting mercenary camp ahead, the leader of the sand thieves was confident in his actions tonight. The previous three waves of death-sending ghosts were all sent underground by him to sacrifice to the Doomsday Demon God, and as a reward, he also learned several tricks of death magic, and now he is even more powerful. A demon warrior with an immortal body, he is now full of confidence in his end.

Although the number of mercenaries in front of him is a bit large, there are also advantages to having a large number of people, and he will definitely be even happier when he dedicates them to the Demon God!

A stone's throw. The leader of the sand thieves waved his arms again, and the sand thieves raised their bows and arrows one after another. "Ignite the fire, release the arrows!" As the leader of the sand thieves gave a muffled order, the arrows that had been ignited by the flint and the oilcloth of the arrows came out of the sand mist and flew towards the mercenary camp.

A hundred arrows are fired at once, and it is still a bit imposing. At least half of them flew to the warehouses where supplies were collected, and the other half were scattered to the various camps.

Wave after wave of sand thieves, who had long been skilled in this kind of thing, quickly fired a second wave of rockets, before the mercenaries could react. Now is the time when people are sleeping deepest, and people who are deeply asleep are not so easy to wake up immediately.

Frightened screams and painful screams gradually came from the mercenary camp, and there were shaking and running figures in the light of the lit fire, and the mercenaries on fire rolled all over the ground, the fire continued to spread in all directions, and chaos began to fall in the camp. A bunch of useless waste! How dare you come to the desert to die with such a thing? The leader of the sand thieves couldn't help but show a look of disdain again.

After three waves of arrows, the leader of the sand thieves re-strapped his longbow, pulled out the scimitar at his waist and raised it high, and shouted: "Rush! brothers, little fresh meat is coming to the door again!"