Before leaving, Ronald planned to go to Red Dragon Mountain, and he was ready to bring the first gold coin to Red Dragon Moriel as promised. But at the crater, he stopped, for he saw that there were many cave people living on the rock walls of the outer caverns.

After the succubus died, it was only ten days later......

He said something in his heart.

The cavemen are not native to the continent of Erathia, but from the Abyssal Plane.

Legend has it that the deepest part of the Abyss Plane is the abode of Lucifer, Lord of the Dawn and King of All Beings. As for the other levels, they were forcibly divided into many layers by those large and small devils and demons with their magic power, and transformed into the regional environment they liked. The geographical area of each layer is comparable to that of the Elassian continent.

The cave people are one of the low-level creatures that settle among them.

The cavemen have only a little childlike intelligence, barely able to learn and understand the meaning of a few words. They are large, thin-headed, eyeless, and rely on a special psychic ability to probe their neighboring environment. As they age, their skin color gradually changes from brownish-green to brownish-red. They are about the height of a teenager, and their weapons are generally crude wooden spears, almost equal to the fighting power of the militia.

But cave people eat very little, are never picky eaters, and are unusually loyal and brave, and have an extremely strong reproductive ability. In the Abyssal Plane, they are often present as cannon fodder and free toil.

Naturally, the red dragon summoned them to take care of the nest and scare the creatures that inadvertently broke in.

After discovering that it was these otherworldly creatures, Ronald frowned. After thinking about it, he directly exuded his spiritual consciousness and communicated with the red dragon Moriel on the spiritual level.

There was no quick response from inside the cave.

Ronald saw a small group of cavemen with wooden spears running towards him with little short legs.

One of the brown-red cave men, the strongest commander of the group, swept Ronald around with his big eyeless head and stammered, "Here, me." ”

Ronald took out the two bags full of gold coins and handed them over.

After taking the bag, the cave man didn't look at what was inside, and under the leadership of the commander, he ran to the depths of the cave again. And Ronald didn't plan to stop longer, he was on tiptoe, and his body sprinted down the crater like the wind.

By the time he rode back to Rumtown, it was already a depressed and deserted place, and the great town was empty, with only a small part of the tenants and commoners who refused to leave.

Ronald took a few quick steps to the garrison's camp. He found that the place was also gone, except for a small team of scouts to patrol and scout the border.

Seeing that it was a hero who fought alone against a thousand people, the scouts saluted one after another, and their eyes were full of admiration for the strong. Ronald smiled and said goodbye to them.

"Drive!"

Along the way, he hurried up.

By the time he caught up with the mages, the evacuated townsfolk were almost on the outskirts of Fort Orleans. After Ronald found the mage in the front row of the convoy, he urged his crotch horse with him to rush in the direction of Fort Orleans.

On the way into the city, they found that the citizens were generally in a bad mood and walked on the streets in a hurry. The soldiers also seemed to have shortened their patrols, and a small group of soldiers carried buckets of paste and posted notices on the surrounding walls.

Ronald just glanced at it, and then hurried with the mage and continued to walk through the manor. As soon as the two entered the manor, they had no time to dismount when they saw Anina's happy face.

"Thank goodness Father, Ronald, you're back!"

Ronald grabbed the reins and nodded at her with a smile: "Is there any news from the royal city?"

"Deleco's reinforcements are on their way to Fort Orléans, and they will arrive in about ten days, and they are more than five thousand regular troops. Anina told the princess what she had just learned, "Also, the six thousand reinforcements sent by His Majesty Granddon are now camped outside the city. ”

"Eleven thousand. Ronald rubbed the small scar on his sideburns: "Plus more than 2,000 people stationed here......"

Annina added: "Her Royal Highness has issued a conscription order and mobilization order in the city, and the logging team has cut down a lot of logs, and the quarry has been organizing militia to carry stones. ”

"These temporary soldiers can only act as reserves. Ronald was not optimistic about the situation at Fort Orleans: "These troops are more than enough to fight the Turings, but they are ......"

Anina cheered him on: "Isn't there still a red dragon, ...... then"

The mage gave his daughter a look and signaled her not to make a fuss.

"The secret weapon. Aware of this, Anina pouted with an innocent expression: "Okay, okay, I know, father." ”

Ronald shrugged his shoulders, then turned over and dismounted, and walked briskly into the room: "I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while." ”

Said it was sleeping, but Ronald didn't feel sleepy at all. He lay on the bed with his head on his back, thinking about when he would find the Heart of Ice.

He understands that time is of the essence.

The Turings were only the vanguard, and when the Falcon Empire's large forces arrived, Falken would be in dire straits. Even with the help of the red dragon Moriel, I'm afraid it won't last long, after all, the strength of the two sides is there. And if you want to find the Heart of Ice, it is either now, before the Imperial forces arrive, to find your source power. Or not, after the war has completely subsided.

But then......

Unfortunately, the intelligence on Falken's side is a big problem, according to the mage, Falken's scouts can't get the exact information of the Empire's troops, and only know that the Empire will launch a full-scale war against the surrounding kingdoms.

Ronald frowned, gently rubbing the small scar on his sideburns, revealing a wry smile. If the information is true, he does not think that under the full attack of an empire, the fort of Orleans will be able to hold out until the end of the war, and I am afraid that Falken will not last long.

I'm afraid that at that time, Blue's laboratory plan will have to be ruined again. In order to have a safe place......

I'm afraid I'll have to go to that place where I am buried......

Remembering that he was likely to meet Adela there, Ronald had a headache, and that was the reason why he didn't go. I don't know why, every time Adela talks to someone, he can list some conditions that he can't refuse.

That woman's strength is not very strong, but she has a natural charm that cannot be refused. But what gave him that feeling was neither the effect of magic nor the beauty of it.

Thousands of years ago, as a divine seraph archangel, what kind of handsome face had he never seen?

He knew very well that just like his own source power nature, that kind of charm that could not be refused was also Adela's source power nature.

The light outside the window gradually dimmed.

After thinking about it for a long time with his eyes open, Ronald finally closed his eyes.

Tuk tuk.

Anina's voice sounded outside the door. "Asleep, Ronald?"

Ronald stood upright and straightened.

"Come in. ”

When the door was pushed open, he found Anina standing in the doorway with a dinner plate, looking up at him with her head up, smiling.

"I think you're feeling a little hungry after a day's journey, right?" Annina whispered, placing the plate on the wooden table.

There was no expression on Ronald's face, he looked at the petite and beautiful girl silently, and did not speak. Anina felt a slight heat on her cheeks, she looked a little shy, put down her plate and left in a hurry.

After hearing the click, Ronald paced to the wooden table and sat down, picked up his knife, and nonchalantly cut off a piece of steak.

Without further ado, we'll leave tomorrow morning.

After feeding the last steak into his mouth, Ronald, who was still chewing, made this decision.

It's night.

In the Turing Pioneer Troop tent in Manchester Town.

General Lance and Bishop Steve frowned and listened carefully to the cry of Earl White.

After hearing this, Bishop Steve drew a cross, and some sadness appeared on his old face. "So, Father Maximinu fought valiantly, but died in battle?"

The fat Earl White nodded repeatedly: "In the name of the Most High God, this is what I have seen with my own eyes! When we were attacking Rum Town, a magic swordsman suddenly appeared, and he single-handedly defeated all our troops. He continued, "There is also a mage, and if I guess correctly, the two of them are the same assassins who assassinated Viscount Miro earlier. It's just that I didn't expect them to ......"

The Bishop raised his hand to signal that Earl White did not need to go any further, and his wrinkled old face had returned to calm. "General Reims, since there are such two strong men in charge, should we postpone our plan to capture Fort Orleans until the arrival of the Empire's large forces......"

General Lance, who was in the prime of life, was a cautious man, and after a moment of silence, he readily agreed with Bishop Steve's idea.

"You're right, Your Majesty, to keep things moving. Rather than competing for those senseless feats, it was more important to carry out Arthur the Great's plan of attack. ”

He raised his hand and called for the squire knight. "You go and tell Norland to pick some clever scouts and go to Fort Orleans to investigate. Remember, in addition to the city defense information, you also have to inquire about the details of those two people!"

After the squire knights saluted and retired, General Reims gave another order. "Robert, from now on, divide those militias into three squads and give me to cut down the forests!

"Yes, General!"

After saluting, the colonel, named Robert, hurried out of the camp and began to carry out the orders of General Reims.

At this time, General Lance turned his gaze to Bishop Steve's side: "Then the matter of communicating with General Dragon, I will trouble you, Lord Bishop." ”

"It's my duty. Bishop Steve agreed.

"Well, Earl White, you don't have to blame yourself too much, there will inevitably be some unexpected situations on the battlefield. General Lance reassured: "Consolidate your troops and put them under Robert's command for the time being." ”