"Are you saying your troops aren't in a crumble? Are you saying you're not going to withdraw from Sorenia?

Didn't the appearance of the dragon slayer spear and the good dragon defeat you?" his voice grew more and more intense.

"They don't!" said Ella, her brown eyes filled with anger.

She stooped over the table and took the hand of Eriakas as he was about to bring the glass to his lips.

"Speaking of the Good Dragon, my lord, my spy told me that it was because an elf and a silver dragon infiltrated the city of Sankexian and discovered the fate of the dragon egg.

Whose fault is that??'s stationed over there, and besides, it's your responsibility to defend the temple—"

Ariakas angrily pulled his hand away, threw the glass hard, and stood up to face her.

"Damn, you're going too far!" he roared angrily.

"Don't pretend. Ella said. She stood up calmly and turned to the door.

"Come with me to my chess room, and I'll explain my plan to you. ”

Eriakas looked down at the map of the continent of North Anserón. "It might work," he had to admit.

"Of course it will work," Ella said gracefully. "My troops were in front of them, pretending to be frightened bunnies and running away.

It's a pity that the knights weren't clever enough to spot us and always ran south.

Even as we speak, my army is massing in a disguised valley to the south of these mountains.

Within a week, a few thousand troops would march on Karaman.

The loss of the Golden General will seriously affect their morale. That city is going to fall without a fight.

From that point on, I will reclaim all the land I have pretended to have lost.

Give me the command of that stupid army in the south, send me the flying fortress I requested, and Sorenia will be attacked as if it were the second cataclysm!"

"But that elven woman—"

"Don't worry. Ella said.

Eriakas shook his head.

"Ella, this is a weak link in your plan.

What about the half-elf? How can you be sure he won't stand in the way?"

"He's not important. She's the one we really care about, and she's also a woman in love.

She believed in me too much, she didn't trust Robert too much.

Lovers are like that, though.

The people we love the most are also the people we don't trust the most. Fortunately, Bakarius fell into their hands. ”

Vinry Akas heard the change in her tone and looked at Ella shrewdly, but she deliberately turned away from him to see her face.

He immediately understood that she wasn't as confident as she seemed, and he knew she wasn't telling the truth.

The half-elf! How is he now? Where he is is the key to the problem.

Eriakas had heard many descriptions of him, but had never seen him.

The dragoon was considering whether to continue the question, but after a while, he gave up.

It's better to pretend not to know, so that this weakness can give him the opportunity to control this dangerous woman.

Let her indulge in the illusion that she thinks she knows not knowing.

He yawned deliberately, with a look of unconcern.

"What are you going to do with that elf?" he asked, as she expected.

Eriakas's preference for blonde women is well known.

Ella raised an eyebrow and gave her a teasing look. "What a pity, my lord,"

She said mockingly. "The Great Darkness has personally requested that this woman be sent to her.

Maybe after the darkness is used up, you can receive it again. “

Eriakas shuddered. "Wow, she was useless to me at that time.

Hand her over to your friend, Sir Thorne. If I remember correctly, he used to be very fond of elves. ”

"You're not mistaken. Ella muttered. She narrowed her eyes and raised her hand. "Listen—" she whispered.

Eriakas fell silent. At first he didn't hear anything, and then slowly he heard a strange cry, as if hundreds of women were mourning the death of their loved ones at the same time.

As he listened, the sound grew louder and louder, piercing the silence of the night.

The dragoon will put down his glass, surprised to find his hands shaking.

He looked at Ella and noticed that her face had suddenly turned pale as well.

Her eyes were wide open. Ella felt his gaze and licked her parched lips.

"It's scary, isn't it?" she asked hoarsely.

"I've faced the horrors of the Tower of the Void Master. "But that's nothing compared to that.

How is this going on?"

"Follow me," Ella said, standing up. "If you're good enough, I can show you. ”

The two men left the strategy room together, and Ella led Ereakas through the winding passages of the castle.

Eventually, the two arrived at Ella, in the bedroom above the vaulted hall.

"Walking in the shadows," Ella warned.

It was an unusual warning, Eriakas thought, and the two crept onto the balcony overlooking the room, looking down from the edge of the balcony.

Eriakas was dumbfounded, seized by a sudden sense of fear. Sweating profusely, he hurried back into Ella's bedroom.

"How can you possibly bear it?" she asked, closing the door and walking in, "does this happen every night?"

"Yes!" she said tremblingly. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

She quickly regained her composure. "Sometimes I think I'm used to it, and then I'll look down carelessly. That song isn't hard to listen to......"

"That's yin!" Eriakas muttered, wiping the cold sweat from his face.

"It turns out that every night, Sir South, would sit on his throne, surrounded by skeletal warriors, and listen to the wraiths sing lullabies!"

"And it's the same song every day. Ella muttered. She shuddered, absentmindedly picked up the empty bottle, and put it back in.

"Although the memories of the past will constantly torment it, there is no way for it to escape. It had to think over and over what it could do in the first place so that it would not be cursed to roam the earth forever today.

The dark elf, the woman who had led to its tragic fate, was forced to repeat the story night after night, and the two of them had to listen to it night after night. ”

"What's the content?"

"I know almost as well as it does what the song is about now. Ella laughed, suddenly shaking again. "If you have time, go get a bottle of wine again, and I can tell you the story of it. ”

"I have time," Eriakas sat down in his chair. "But if I'm going to send out a Flying Fortress, I'll have to leave tomorrow. ”

Ella smiled with the same narrow, charismatic smile that had captured so many.

"Thank you, sir!" she said. "I won't let you down again. ”

"No, it won't. Eriakas said coldly, ringing a silver bell.

"I can assure you, Ella. If you disappoint me again, you'll find its fate—"

He pointed downstairs to the Devil Weeping Horn, which had just reached the Void, "I'm so lucky compared to you." ”

Bakaris was in prison, not sleeping very well. Although he had worked hard all day during the day, his dreams at night were still full of fiery memories with Ella.

and the horrific spectacle of the execution of the Sorenian knights, which kept him awake.

Or he was executed by the hands of Ella. He had never been sure which dream it had been when he woke up in a cold sweat.

As he lay sleepless in the cold cell, he kept cursing the elven woman who had put him in this situation.

He had planned his revenge over and over again: if only she could fall into his hands!

Baccaris was half-asleep and half-awake thinking when he suddenly heard the sound of a key inserting into the keyhole, causing him to bounce out of bed.

It's almost dawn, and when it's time for execution, maybe the knights will come and execute him!

"Who is it?" said Bakaris, hoarsely.

"Shhhhh "Just do what I say, and you won't be in danger. ”

Bakaris recognized the voice in surprise. How could it be unrecognizable?

This voice would appear in his nightmares every night, and would speak the same thing to him.

Two other small figures could be seen in the shadows, most likely the dwarves and the kanders, who usually appeared next to the elf.

The cell door opened. The elf strode in. She wore a thick cloak and held another in her hand.

"Hurry," she coldly ordered. "Put it on. ”

"I don't wear it until I know what this is," asked Bacaris, though he was snickering in his heart, still suspicious.

"We're trading you for ...... Another prisoner," replied Lorana.

Bakaris frowned, he must not look too anxious.

"I don't believe you," he said, as he lay back into bed. "It's a trap. ”

"I don't care what you think!" roared Lorana. "Even if I'm going to knock you unconscious, you'll have to come along!!

It doesn't matter if you're awake or unconscious, if only I can make Qi—the person who wants you to see it!"

I see. What the hell is she doing, what game is she playing?

Bakaris hesitated. Neither he nor Ella trusted each other much.

She's very good at using him to accomplish her goals, and it's clear that she's doing that right now.

But perhaps he can also use this opportunity in reverse, both to get himself out and to dash the other person's hopes.

Bakaris is clearly a scheming dragoon, after all, he has been a warrior on the battlefield for decades.

He was only temporarily captured by Lorana's army at this time, and for the dragoon's side, it was actually painless.

And Lolana's idea of exchanging him for Robert is indeed an unrealistic idea.

"Idiots, do you really think you'll be able to go to heaven?" thought Bakaris, smugly.