The order to pull out the camp has been given.

Dexterous birds were spreading the news in the barracks, and in less than a minute, all ten thousand elven soldiers would receive orders.

The bird's call is a mixture of enchantments and complex trills, and anyone who tries to magically interpret the sound will fall into a brief frenzy if they are not unlocked by the corresponding magic key.

Mespil's forces are defended against all possible attacks, against all possible detection magic.

What followed was a covert operation.

If things develop according to Mespier's and Liu Xiao's plans, this surprise attack will open the door to the predicament in the north.

"Good luck"

Liu Xiao blessed Maispear with a pair of half-open eyes with slightly dark circles.

However, the Elf King only curled the corners of his mouth slightly as if he was laughing at Liu Xiao's dirty face.

This subtle action made Liu Xiao's heart ripple a little.

Not because of the Elven King's composure and might, but - this little action is exactly the same as Ellie's.

worthy of relatives......

Just as Meispil was about to put away the map, an elf in a maple-colored straitjacket walked in briskly through the door of the tent.

It is said that even the generals of the Northern Expeditionary Army will ask for permission from the Elf King before entering the door......

Liu Xiao's heart suddenly swelled with an ominous premonition.

“......”

The male elves are very small, and although they are still a little larger than humans, they are much shorter than the elven kings.

He is mediocre in appearance and has no features, making him very suitable for being a spy.

The Elf King took the initiative to lean his ear and listened to the short elf whisper a few words.

Then the elf took a few steps back, turned and walked out of the tent.

Liu Xiao's brows fell.

A pair of half-open eyes were almost all open.

It made her dark circles look a little thicker.

It wasn't because she heard the elf's words, that the whispering of a cricket didn't reach the girl's ears.

But Liu Xiao had already guessed.

What the hell is it, it can be more urgent than the military situation, and a long-term hidden spy is needed to directly meet the elf king.

Liu Xiao's gaze fell on the north of the map, along with Meispil.

Tolmang City.

An ally of the Dawn Mountains, the Elven King of Tolmangue, has been assassinated.

"We're going to change our plans"

The Elven King obviously didn't like this argument very much.

"Throw the main forces that were originally planned to be thrown into the direction of Tolmange"

"It's too late, isn't it?"

Liu Xiao's words pierced Mespier's ears like ice cubes.

The Elven King's gaze fell all the way, from the map to the table, and then to the ground.

But the Elven King immediately raised his head again.

"We still have a lot of allies out there, I can't wait to see them murdered"

The Elven King turned around and prepared to take a step, but he couldn't take a step.

There is an obstacle in front of the elven king, who is not good at words.

"I'll go talk to Timia"

Liu Xiao knew that this was not something that Meispear was good at.

"Trouble...... You're up."

Mespier seemed to regret his indecision, and his face was covered with a gloom cloud that he usually couldn't see.

The Elven King probably didn't want any elves to see him as he was now.

When Liu Xiao walked past Mespil, he gently touched the Elf King's hand with his own hand.

The pulsating magic under the rough skin carried anger, making Liu Xiao feel a slight pain as if he had been hit by static electricity.

In the middle of the barracks, next to Maispil's tent, was Princess Timia's tent.

Although the princess insisted on going to the edge of the barracks, the elven king wanted her to stay within reach of her hands.

Liu Xiao's feet were weak on the soft ground, and the originally hard dirt had been trampled by the elves wearing heavy armor.

"Timia?"

To Liu Xiao's surprise, the princess did not rest in her tent, but stood at the door of the tent.

Who is she waiting for?

Wrong......

A small hummingbird with long yellow feathers was hovering over the princess's shoulder, seemingly whispering something to her.

Immediately afterwards, the princess, dressed in a yellow gauze dress, sat down on the ground as if she had lost all her strength at once.

Two small hands threw themselves in the black dirt, supporting the thin body, and the long golden hair was spread on the ground.

"Timia!"

Liu Xiao planned to run over.

The princess looked down and could see white tears falling from her face and dripping into the dirt.

The sun was also hidden in the clouds, and he did not dare to look at the little girl, as if the sad color would make the sun dim.

Liu Xiao walked up to Timia, but didn't know how to comfort the girl.

"It's all me...... Wrong"

"I shouldn't have stopped Mespier......"

"If you had entered earlier, you might have ......"

Reason tells Liu Xiao that Princess Timia is not defeated by grief, but Liu Xiao can't find any way to prove it.

"I'm sorry...... Please let me ...... One person ......"

Princess Timia turned and ran into her tent.

Liu Xiao can't chase in, she can't.

So the girl had no choice but to return to the military tent in Maispil.

The Elven King is the only hope.

His rock-like tough figure can help Liu Xiao share a lot, so that Liu Xiao will not be overwhelmed by this kind of pressure.

"It's my fault"

"I shouldn't have taken care of Princess Timia"

To Liu Xiao's surprise, Meispear was also stunned by this situation.

How could the Elven King admit his defeat?

"You're at fault, but not this"

"Princess Timia doesn't want you to clash with Tolmango's army head-on, she wants to protect her subjects"

"You consider the feelings of your future ally, and at the same time approve of her judgment, which is why you postponed the military operation"

"No one can reproach you on this, except ...... yourselves"

Mespil's pupils slanted slightly, and he glanced at Liu Xiao with his peripheral vision.

A few days earlier, the mighty Elven King and the emaciated girl had decided to attack Tormange, and Princess Timia, who had learned of the news, disputed this.

The princess did not want her people to fight her allies to the death, which would make no sense and would weaken Meispil's appeal in the north.

So Princess Timia volunteered to enter Tolmangue as the advance force of Mespil.

Even at the risk of being assassinated.

But unexpectedly, the day before the princess set off to return to her hometown, the princess's father was assassinated.

These few days were wasted by Timia herself, and by Mespier.

No matter what, neither of them can escape the guilt of their conscience, as well as remorse and helplessness.

"Indeed, I am not wrong"

"I should have been more aware of this"

"If I insist that I am right, then I should resolutely attack Tolmange"

"Uleso will pay for his actions"

The Elven King's eyes burned quietly, and the silvery-white light was more like burning mercury.

"Maispil"

Princess Timia's voice.

Voices trembling with grief and anger.

With both hands, the princess lifted the curtain of the tent and rushed into the tent of Mespil.

"I retract my stupid suggestion that you can attack Tolmanger"

"If my father were still alive, he would have agreed"

"We can't give up this city to murderers"

"They will not be your opponents, your blade will tear through their defenses and bring justice back to Tolmange"

The Elven King turned and stared at Timia's eyes with those silver-white pupils.

"The Dawn Mountains have always been an ally of Tolmange"

"When lies and intrigues fill your beautiful forests, when your people are on the brink of enslavement"

"My sword will help you reaffirm justice, just as you once helped the Dawn Mountains"

In this way, Maispear will command the 5,000 elite Northern Expeditionary Army to attack Tolmang directly, crushing their defenses, attacking their royal court, and wiping out all the traitors and murderers-

Then the Elven King will fall into the abyss from which he will never recover.

"It's weird!"

Liu Xiao's voice was full of anger, but it was still calm and dominant.

"Mespier, have you forgotten our plan?"

"What should you do when such a situation arises, haven't you already decided a long time ago?"

The Elf King's brows furrowed, even the pair of silver-white pupils were no longer clear, and the quietly burning gaze seemed to be staring at Liu Xiao.

"But my future has not yet been decided"

"I'll go to Tolmangue with Timia"

The thin girl took a step forward, her shoes were old, and her clothes and trousers were old, but she was even more eye-catching than the Elven King.

A pair of open eyes revealed a faint burgundy glow.

"Maispil I assure you that your enemies will pay the price"

"And Her Royal Highness Princess Timia"

The princess, who was thinner than Liu Xiao, still had tears on her face, and she looked at Liu Xiao with those golden eyes.

"Your people will get justice and justice"