Gru felt like he was dying.

He was a hybrid of human and elf, and this status would have brought him great convenience, and when he wandered through the forests of Turalarion and the plains of Brakaton, he was the best hunter and explorer, and many of them sought his help in traversing the vast forests and resisting the robbers who roamed the mountains and the edges of the forests, even for a while. The name of Gru the Ranger was widely known in the taverns of Norland and Hammondale Castle, and he loved to be carefree and happy to help others.

Until after that damn war came.

He was no longer popular with humans, and everyone began to look at him with suspicion, and even the Norland guards expelled him outright, and if it weren't for his athletic skills, he might have been nailed to the ground by the archers' crossbows.

And when he entered the forests of Turalone in despair, the elves also considered him a shameful messenger and spy, so Gru fled through the boundless forest of no return, until a month ago, his feet set foot on this tawny earth with a rich smell of decay.

The only living creatures he had encountered in the month were scavengers, vultures, and hyenas, and in order to survive he had to try to kill and eat their flesh, otherwise he didn't have the physical strength to face the skeletons and zombies that could crawl out of the ground at any moment, but after eating too many hyenas and vultures, Gru found himself getting weaker and weaker - he was plagued by the plague.

Instead of sparing the land for decay and barrenness, the sun deepened the punishment for the creatures that moved on it because of the thick evil attached to it, hunger, disease, weakness and severe dehydration finally knocked down Gru, so be it, it was all over, but when Gru was ready to close his eyes and say goodbye to this world completely, a magnetic voice sounded softly in his ears.

"Poor young man, your future should not be annihilated in this cursed land, come, I will take you to see what fate is. ”

Through his increasingly blurred vision, Gru could barely see that there was a wizard-like man in front of him, a gentle smile on his face that made him look so compassionate and forgiving, he tried to grasp the other's outstretched arm, but felt his brain be enveloped in a huge darkness for an instant.

And then there was nothing.

............

Under Lucky City, the wartime commander in the rear of Erathia's army was in the middle of the war, and the main battle faction, led by Baron Sousa, was fighting for the order to attack, but as with countless meetings that had taken place, Count Hart had no interest in it.

In fact, as Lear thought, he really was only here to show off his might, and if it weren't for the pressure of His Majesty Ryan and the noble senate, he wouldn't even be willing to drive the army out of Castle Harmondale.

The previous defeats in the battle made him more and more determined in his heart to stick to the current victory, the tenacity of the forest elves was beyond their imagination, such a meaningless war would seriously delay the pace of Erathia's rise, and it would be better to attack the loose barbarians and the east of Bailders in the east, no matter what, the result would be much stronger than spending time with the Forest Council under the lucky city.

Rod Hart felt that any war that cost more than output was a crime, but he did not dare to disobey King Ryan's will, so pulling the troops out and walking around and back was the best he could think of.

It's not that I don't work hard, it's that the bandits are too cunning.

In this way, you can make a difference.

"Lord Hart, why did you order the attack to be stopped? We could have taken advantage of the gap between the forest elves' defense and the fortunate city in one go, and then waited for those elves to complete the defensive deployment, and this attack would be useless!"

Sosa got up from her seat and exclaimed excitedly, after being kidnapped by Lear and returning to the barracks, she had not seen anyone in the camp she was in for two months, and finally waited for the opportunity to be ashamed but did not expect to be like this again, how could she not be angry, because she was not so respectful to Rod Hart in tone when she spoke.

"Oh, then, Baron Sousa, can you explain to me in detail what makes you think it is easy to take Lucky City, and who gave you so much courage and confidence to talk to me like this, is it the second-level little magician of Sarabuto?"

Hart mocked mercilessly, this Baron Sousa had repeatedly questioned his strategic deployment and caused him serious displeasure, if it weren't for Svia's strong guarantee in the noble senate that he would have wanted to kick this woman out of his army, it is interesting that now it seems that even her respected uncle has lost faith in her.

After hearing Hart's words, Sosa's face instantly turned red, and she couldn't say a word when she wanted to tell the difference, admittedly, this was indeed a mark of shame for her life, and if she couldn't slash Lear in front of everyone, she would have to live forever with this cowardly label.

In the end, Sosa sat down under the comfort of the griffin leader, Baron Adric, a good old man, who hurried up and sludge when he saw that Sosa couldn't get off the stage, and Hart also gave a little bit of a thin face to this subordinate who had always been obedient to him, and no longer pursued Sosa's rudeness.

But a so-called pre-war military meeting ended hastily in such an awkward atmosphere, and as for the result, it was naturally nothing.

............

"Looks like the Erathians won't fight. ”

Half a day later, Lear stood on the wall, and found that the Elasia army in the distance still didn't look like anything to advance or attack, if they were waiting for the monks to bless the warriors or the angelic legions to arrive, then half a day would be enough anyway.

But so far, Lear and the others still haven't seen half of the Erathian reinforcements.

However, the other party has no intention of retreating.

"It does look like you say, I don't know what the hell these Erathians are up to. ”

Elago sighed, as if he was really overthinking, and he called out to the elf captain on the corner tower to order the other party to increase the guard and increase the number of patrols, and then hurriedly left, he needed to report further to Alisha about the situation.

Lear followed him down the wall.

............

As soon as Lear returned to his residence, he opened the door and found Adela waiting for him at his desk.

"Why did you come out early, I estimate that you will need at least half a month. ”

Lear leaned against the doorway and looked at Adela as he said.

"I have comprehended everything I can comprehend, there is no point in continuing to stay, I can't compare with you, I only comprehended one of the spells of the third layer, and I gave up the rest. ”

Despite all this, Lear didn't feel any loss from Adela because of this, and open-mindedness was a very precious treasure.

"And now, what are you going to do, I heard that the Erathians are attacking again. ”

Adela then asked.

Because of the restriction of the oath before entering the magic guild, Lear can't communicate with Adela about the comprehension in it, not only that, all the magic guilds on the continent basically have such an oath constraint, otherwise, after a person enters the magic guild, he goes to set up an academy to open a mountain and accept apprentices, and in the future, won't there be mages all over the ground, and there will be as many apprentices as dogs?

"They don't seem to have any intention of really fighting, there has been no movement for half a day except for the catapult attack in the morning, I just came back from the city wall, and it seems to me that this will be the norm between the elves and the Erathians for a long time to come, so I think we should go. ”

Lear looked at Adra, who was now more and more accustomed to listen to the other person's advice.

"Let's go, then. ”

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