Xue Qi silently watched them disappear into the street, closed her eyes and lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief, let out a sigh full of melancholy, the aftermath did not stop, and suddenly heard the sound of the horse's hooves again, Xue Qi raised her head in surprise, and saw the royal paladin Feng Ling's war horse neighing, standing up upright in front of her, Feng reined in the horse, and said to Xue Qi condescendingly: "Miss Xue Qi, the chief priest asked me to convey his will to you, asking you to immediately set off to protect Lord Duke Hunter and ensure his safety along the way, there must be no mistake!"

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Two galloping horses swept through the wilderness, and soon crossed the Robisk Gorge into the territory of Heinsturm. The setting sun gradually stained the earth, rendering Ling Yue's golden robes a desolate and bloody color, and with the jolting rhythm of the horse, Ling Yue's thoughts also became uncertain, and the female paladin named Xueqi blended with another name in his mind - Miss Evanson, the daughter of Duke Ou Rui, who had been defeated and killed in the war with Mondstak V ten years ago.

If it weren't for Duke Ou Rui, Duke Hunter and Lingyue might not be what they are now, it was the kind and righteous old duke who led them to the road of rebellion against Mondrec V, befriended the leader of the rebel army, Geist, and finally eliminated Mondrek V and established the kingdom of Palantine, which means "ranger" in human language , originally referring to the adventurer who traveled the world and fought for righteousness, because the leader of Geist relied heavily on the power of the rangers when he led the people to rebel against Mondrec V, so he was named Palantine after the founding of the country.

Not only the old duke, but Miss Evanson also helped the two fight against the persecution of Karl Evan's minions on more than one occasion, even when they were about to be arrested for being slandered. Taking the initiative to take responsibility for themselves made the two young people grateful. He risked his life to rescue the young lady and fled to Heinstum with the help of the old duke from the territory of Ori, which was full of Mondrake V's minions. During this period, Hunter Ness and Miss Evanson grew in relationship, and Ling Yue repeatedly matched the two, but unexpectedly, a young and vigorous reckless behavior separated the two from life and death.

Due to the failure to contact the rebels when he first arrived at Haiyinstum, Huntnis privately discussed with Ling Yue that it would be better to sneak into the palace at night to assassinate Mondstake V. Ling Yue was initially scrupled, but could not resist the instigation of her friends, and her young and frivolous heart was quite pretentious. Finally agreed to Hunterness's plan. They didn't tell Miss Evanson, in order not to put her in danger, but the assassination failed, and on the way to escape the palace, the two met the ranger swordsman Feng Ling, and the three of them broke through together, and accidentally encountered the leader of the rebels, Geist, in the palace, and were able to escape.

Later, when the two of them learned that Miss Evanson had been rescued by the men sent by Duke Ori to protect them, a hanging heart gradually relaxed. But unexpectedly, he later got the news that Duke Ou Rui had mistakenly fallen into Karl Evan's treachery and was defeated and killed, and Miss Evanson was also nowhere to be found in the war, and the two never heard from her again for ten years.

Now. Incomparably glad, Ling Yue secretly thanked the goddess for her mercy, and the three circular scars he found on Xueqi's wrist in a triangular arrangement were the same ones they had rescued Miss Evanson. The burns on her wrists accidentally left by the magic flame unleashed by Hunter Ness were reminiscent of her same long black hair. The same strong and unyielding, and Miss Evanson's outstanding martial arts. Ling Yue could not deny that she was Miss Evanson back then, although Feng Ling did not find out her surname from the people around her, because it was a well-known custom for unmarried women not to reveal their surnames to others.

The horses rounded the foot of the mountain and marched along the open field on the western side of the Neal Forest, a few dozen kilometers from the royal city. Suddenly, Ling Yue grabbed the reins violently, and the horse neighed and stood upright, but Kaede did not pay attention, and rushed far away before reining in the horse. He turned his horse and saw that Ling Yue had jumped off his horse and walked to the edge of the forest, and Kaede followed his gaze to see a man lying next to a tree on the hillside, his life and death unknown.

Feng hurriedly dismounted to catch up with Ling Yue, and saw from a distance that it was a ragged woman, the two walked to the woman's side, Ling Yue stepped forward and called softly, but the woman was silent, the two exchanged glances, there was a sense of foreboding, Ling Yue carefully squatted down, reached out to pick up the woman's lowered head, and suddenly found that the woman's neck was covered with a bloody wound, the blood had coagulated, and it was obvious that she had been dead for a long time, the two were in doubt, and suddenly heard a voice coming from overhead: "High Priest Chief,' Red Maple Blade', I've been waiting for a long time!"

At the entrance to the Normandeland Forest in the southeast of the continent, Elven Canyon is hazy at night.

A group of heavily armed elves stood fearlessly on the cliff above the canyon, staring at the endless human camp, the dazzling torches and bonfires illuminated the canyon red, but they were of no help to humans to discover the owner of the forest, the human soldiers walked around the camp in twos and threes, passing by the patrol from time to time, and more soldiers sat around the campfire, the surrounding dark forest and cliff cliffs made them feel deeply frightened, and only by sitting around the campfire could they feel a trace of comfort.

A short-haired elf walked to the edge of the cliff and quietly looked at the humans who were busy like ants at his feet, he was the leader of this elven team - the Templar Kramel, he showed great ease and leisure towards these invading humans, which is also the reason why humans were able to successfully enter the Elven Valley: Kramel did not arrange the defense of the valley mouth at all, but removed all the guards, and the humans who were put into the valley were still complacent, unaware of the impending catastrophe.

An elven warrior walked quickly to Clamell's side and whispered, "Your Majesty is here." Crumel turned, and saw the elven king Tramis striding towards him, as he had done last time at the palace, he still maintained his dignity and grace, but the expression on his face was different from the gentle and calm of the time, with a kind of anger that could not be concealed by extreme restraint.

"Your Majesty!" Clamel stepped forward to salute, and the Elven King waved his hand past Clamell, one foot casually stepping on the edge of the cliff, the front half of the sole of his foot dangling in the air, but he seemed unaware. Clamel followed closely and stood behind the Elven King. Tramis stared at the fire of the human camp at the foot of the mountain and asked, "How's the situation?" His tone no longer had the soft side of the elves, but the unusually cold side. Even Clamel felt a chill.

"Everything is going according to plan, just a command from His Majesty. Our troops can infiltrate the human barracks from all directions, and the leaders of this army are uneducated," Clamel boasted proudly, "I am not sure if it were any of the human Golden Triangle leaders, but now I can guarantee that the enemy will be defeated in a single battle." ”

Tramis did not react, his eyes still did not leave the barracks at the foot of the mountain, and he suddenly asked, "If we defeat this army, what will we do next?" He had never thought about what to do after defeating the humans, he looked at the Elven King in confusion, but the Elven King turned his back to him and said nothing.

"No answer?, well, let me remind you, if we take advantage of the victory and chase until ......" Tramis looked back at him with a smile, a frightened thought came to his mind, which made him stutter a little: "Your Majesty means, attack Heinstem?"

The Elven King was noncommittal. He just turned away from the edge of the cliff and paced leisurely in front of Clamell, quietly contemplating, and the uneasy Clamel stared at him in disbelief. He never imagined that the Elven King would want to attack the capital of mankind, did His Majesty want to exterminate the human race?

The Elven King still hadn't made a decision, and Kramer had to stand aside tremblingly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to interrupt the Elf King's thoughts. I hesitated and didn't know what to do. As a Templar who swore allegiance to the Moon God and the House of Elders. Once His Majesty and the elders had made a decision, he had absolutely no reason to resist.

The young elven attendant walked up to the elven king and bowed down, "Your Majesty, someone has asked to see you." The elven king looked at him and asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"

"A strange elf, Your Majesty. ”

"Strange elf?" Tramis looked back at Kramell, the other party looked dazed, he looked down and thought to himself, before coming here, he had already ordered that no one should come and disturb casually, unless something big happened, could it be that some kind of trick of the human race threatens the safety of Moonlight City?An ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he looked up and asked, "What is his name?" The squire stepped forward mysteriously, holding a long sword wrapped in brown coarse cloth in both hands, and the elf king looked at the squire in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Your Majesty, he said, if you know this sword, you know who it is. ”

Tramis and Clamel looked at each other, reached out and took the long sword, drew the sword out of its sheath, the silver light flickered across his eyes, and several elven inscriptions engraved on the sword body met his eyes, making his pupils dilate: "May the moon god grant you infinite wisdom and courage, my dear Colfiz Charlin." ”

"This is my father's sword, and my father has given it to only one person, Harcre who saved my life from a werewolf more than ten years ago!" The Elven King's expression changed from astonishment to excitement, he looked up at his attendant, and ordered in a loud and impatient voice: "Quick, let him come to me!"

The white figure quickly passed through the night shadow of the forest, following the footsteps of the squire and approaching the elf king, and the elves along the way looked at the elf with a silver crescent carved longbow on his back, watching his long snow-white hair flutter freely in the night wind, and his green eyes were as alert and sharp as a wolf's eyes in the night, and they couldn't help but feel respect.

"Your Majesty, here he comes. After speaking, the attendant respectfully stepped aside. The Elf King looked at the elf in white soft armor in front of him, and suddenly recognized his identity, wasn't he the elven ranger brought by Duke Hunter when he was in the human palace?

"It's you, you're Hacklay!" said the elf, surprised and delighted.

"Your Majesty, Harcre is dead, and since escaping the Black Knights, and determined to embark on the path of revenge, I have become Sgunelle Green Dragon. With the help of Ling Yue, he got rid of the embarrassment and became a high-spirited green dragon, and politely bowed to the elf king. After he and Si'er escaped the pursuit of the human knights, after a short rest, they entered the Neil Forest and asked for help from the Great Druid Faris, who healed Si'er's body and pointed out the green dragon to the road to wait for Ling Yue, the old man had already guessed that Duke Hunter would not return in person, and it must be Ling Yue who would return instead of him, as expected, the green dragon waited for Ling Yue at the edge of the forest. Not only that, but he also pre-spotted the female assassin who was pretending to be sick and waiting to ambush Ling Yue, and managed to kill her and the other murderers who were lying in ambush around him.

"I think you must have come back this time for our war with humans! This is great, your familiarity with humans will definitely help us take down Haiyin Sturm smoothly!" said the Elf King as he stepped forward and returned the sword in his hand to Qinglong, patting him excitedly on the shoulder.

The Elven King's words made Qinglong's eyes widen in surprise, thinking that he had misheard: "Your Majesty, are you planning to counterattack the human capital?" The Elf King nodded proudly, and gave him a positive reply with a smile on his chest: "That's right, for a long time, humans have been hostile to us elves, and every time they participate in a meeting held by humans, they join forces with the dwarves to point fingers, and I can't bear it anymore, this time they openly provoke a war and threaten the safety of our race!" I must show humanity that we elves are not weak and can be bullied!"

Qinglong sighed softly, and bitterly dissuaded with guilt: "Your Majesty, this war is really caused by me......" The Elf King waved his hand to interrupt him, and he stared at Qinglong with a sharp gaze: "If you want to talk to me about the causes of the war, then you don't have to. I know no less than you, and it's not because of human deception?" he turned around and asked in a cold tone, "Isn't it enough for humans to deceive us, why do we have to excuse them?" The Elven King's resolute attitude made Qinglong feel even more troubled, and his gaze inadvertently touched Clamell's face, and read a little anticipation from it.

"Your Majesty, humans are indeed more abominable than dwarves. Dwarves are mercenary, but they also have an open heart, while humans close their hearts so that even they can't see through themselves. But most people are still good-hearted, and we cannot impose the blame on all human beings just because they have been deceived by some of the scheming human beings. Like, isn't there evil among our people?"

The Elf King turned around suddenly, his fierce gaze and angry expression all poured out on Qinglong, and he pointed at him and shouted, "How dare you accuse your people of defending the enemy?

Qinglong argued without humility or arrogance: "Your Majesty, of course I haven't forgotten, and it is because of this that I persuade Your Majesty to dispel your thoughts, because war is a matter for both sides, and no one can destroy each other without hurting themselves," he looked around at the elves, and said emotionally: "Everyone present is my brothers and sisters, and I don't want to see you die on the battlefield because of racial feuds." Maybe we can take the capital of the human race, maybe we can take it, maybe we can even kill all the human beings!, but Your Majesty," he turned to the elven king, "when we kill the red eyes, when we destroy humanity, when we slaughter the human race in a frenzy, how are we different from the devil? All we need is a grass hut or tree house, living quietly, we sing with the birds, listen to the breath of wind and water, enjoy the fragrance of flowers and trees, feel the mood of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and immerse ourselves in each other's sincere feelings, all these are what we love, war and killing are not our nature!"

All the elves lowered their heads, Qinglong's words deeply touched their hearts, many veterans who had experienced the race war even shed tears, the war left too many scars in their hearts, they really didn't want to see bloodshed and killing anymore, they longed for peace.

The Elven King pondered for a long time, glanced at the expressions on everyone's faces, sighed, and nodded, "Okay, I admit you're right, but," he looked back at the campfires that had gradually thinned down the mountain, and said, "The humans have reached our doorstep, and you won't let me give up resistance, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the green dragon looked up at Tramis steadfastly, and the Elven King looked at him in amazement, as if he was looking at a madman. (To be continued......)