The annual summer solstice is an important festival, it is the longest day of the year, and it is a day of happiness and hope.

The morning is sunny with a fresh breeze. Dressed in a new gold and gemstone tiara, Janet carried Isaac to the tallest tower in Myr. Red arrived early to prepare for a blessing ceremony for all the newborns in the realm last year.

May they be forever bathed in the sunshine, a symbol of life.

Originally, this work was supposed to be carried out by the priest of the Dawn Temple, but there was not a single "Sunshine Attendant" within a radius of a hundred miles. Red is still unsure of which god his divine power comes from, but he can do it as long as it is good and life-saving blessings.

Siegel also stood here, taking part in the ritual as a lord and praying for the inhabitants of the realm, and as a father on the other. He wore an intricately patterned elven breastplate, a long white cloak trimmed with gold trim, a sword at his waist, and a defensive staff held by his new apprentice.

The ritual proceeded quickly, with Red carefully kissing each newborn and casting a blessing to strengthen their physique and a spell to ward off sickness. The inhabitants of the realm revered the golem and regarded him as a trustworthy and trustworthy person.

Erdu thinks the same way.

During the blessing ceremony, under the influence of divine power, all the children were quiet and quiet, and there was no crying in a single place. Their parents were also solemn and devoted themselves to prayer. Only Mozuka Erdu couldn't sit idle, twisting around in the last row of the line, unable to find the right posture.

He wasn't trying to get Red's attention on purpose - at least not for the main reason. He has just been replaced with new body parts, and his height, reach, and center of gravity are different from the past, and it is still the run-in period.

Siegel begins experimenting with golem-making on him. Restart the project, which had been delayed by the war. The parts of the Elemental Golem brought back from the Dragon and Lion Cliff have been shelved for a long time. Now it has found a purpose. Siegel swapped one of Erdo's arms. He also adjusted the iron shell, which was always broken, for him.

It is now like a hermit crab on the beach, with completely asymmetrical arms, a small body and a large shell. It seems that the aesthetic view of the Mozuka is not the same as that of humans, and Erdu thinks that strong arms are better than slender, even if they exceed the length of the legs and the length of the body, they will be dragged to the ground when they hang down, so they can only be held high in the air - like a giant signboard.

So there was always one such arm dangling in the air at the scene of the whole ceremony.

"May all children grow up healthy forever. With these words, Red completed the solemn blessing ceremony.

The group said goodbye to Red, then saluted the lord and his wife, and hurried out of the tower. Until this time. The chatter of work resounded in the castle.

The bellows, hammers, and looms mingled into a cacophony of noise, mingling with the shouts and the sound of weapons striking from the schoolyard, making people's heads buzz. But the inhabitants of Myr City are used to the sound. In the midst of a siege, such voices make them feel reassured and motivated.

Ever since it became known that the Wraith had moved south and begun to storm the elven army, there had been less and less news from the front. After all, merchants, smugglers, and farmers can't keep themselves safe when the spirits arrive, so the intelligence channels they create through them are very unstable.

There are other ways to get information from Siegel, the easiest of which is to observe the elven army outside the city.

The elves still patrol on time every day, and the Ancient Tree of War walks through the fields with a squad-of-archer ranger in a monotonous and repetitive pace. Except for patrols, though. All other activities in the elven camp were drastically reduced - chanting, tree planting, and martial arts. Unless the elves have a habit of summer hibernation, there is only one explanation: they are sent elsewhere.

At the same time, the number of orders for the Wraith Resistance Rune has skyrocketed.

Siegel categorically rejected the elf's request. Making magical runes had taken up a lot of his energy, not only interfering with his magical learning, but also making no profit. The elves threaten war, and Siegel fights with the out-of-stock supply. Eventually, with Leah's coordination, the elves significantly increased the purchase price, and Siegel made runes "with all his might".

But it's the machines that are really busy.

As the sun rises, the daylight gets hotter and hotter. Isaac, who had been waiting for his parents to finish talking, finally got impatient and began to cry loudly. Janet kissed her child's face and led him down to the castle. Siegel took out the binoculars from his space bag and observed the camp of the elves in the distance.

Originally, the mirror was used to observe the stars, but when the library of the Federation was built underground, it became useless. Although the mirror was worth a lot of money, costing a thousand gold coins, Siegel just said hello and took it out.

He counted patiently, identifying by his costume and weapon, and only saw three Ranger Captains today. After a week's counting, there were a total of seven captains in the opposite camp, which meant three hundred and fifty elven rangers and warriors. In a typical proportion, there will also be fifty spellcasters, including priests, mages, and druids. The average elven inhabitant was about twice as large as the combatants, plus Leah's own escort of thirty people.

In the event of a surprise attack, using a burst of crossbow bolts from plasma, the army of Myr could break through the opposing line and wipe out the vast majority of the elves.

That would make Heim Collar famous, and then what?

It only takes a day to prepare, and the elven mage horde will be teleported into place, and the city of Myr will be bombed. Although the walls here are all reinforced with dwarven runes and have a certain ability to resist demons, they do not have the defensive means like the Three Peaks Tower. The city of Myr and the Heim Territory will become a shining piece of poetry in the Elven Wars of the New World, leaving only the shadows of the people - and the charred ruins - that remain in people's memories.

Therefore, it is not yet the time for a counteroffensive, and the Heim Territory should not be the location for the first counteroffensive. The mercenaries have begun to launch a sneak attack on the elves in the lands of the southern lords, taking risks for the hands of the sages. So far, there has been little success, and the reward of less than two hundred gold coins has been paid.

But the Khenkey Knight is optimistic that the numbers will rise soon. Human beings are good at learning and adapting, and a successful experience will soon have countless learners and imitators. And the elves are not that fast. How to tell the elf caster. Divert the Ancient Tree of War. How to divide elven patrols and how to take advantage of the chaos to sneak up on the camp can eventually be written into a detailed war guide.

Leah's camp is not in danger of being attacked. It was heavily defended, and it was only possible to attack her if they cooperated with the mages and sent a large number of troops. Putting away the binoculars, Siegel let out a long sigh, his mood very complicated. As the war progresses, you will eventually have to face Master Leah. Only God knows what that time will be like.

He turned around and prepared to head to the underground workshop. The apprentice Margot stood in the scorching sun, fighting with his body and the power of nature. The wide apprentice's robe was already soaking wet, and he was constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Aside from coming to the library and asking to be an apprentice, this is a very timid child. He wasn't very smart, but he was obedient, even to the point of being obedient. On the one hand, Siegel is his mentor, and on the other hand, Siegel is his lord.

"At this time, you have to drink plenty of water and hide in the shadows. Seeing his nervousness, Siegel taught him, "You have developed a strong body by striking iron. This is a good thing, but what you need to be a mage is to exercise your mind. Don't be stupid. ”

Magget nodded, then pulled a piece of parchment from his bosom. The paper had long been soaked with sweat, and the words on it were blurred.

Seeing this, he wanted to take the paper back, but it was too late. Siegel took it and opened it. I can still make out the text on it, it is a historical document about Heim Territory written in the dragon language.

"The words are practiced well, and the content is okay, but the grammar of some sentences is wrong. Dragon language is the foundation, practice more. Siegel patiently said to him, "In the future, the scrolls that are not waterproof will be sealed with copper tubes and hung around their waists instead of in their arms, understand?"

"Yes, teacher. The young apprentice happily took the scroll.

Then Siegel saw surprise, nervousness, and incomprehension in his eyes.

Following Margit's gaze, Siegel turned his head to look at the northeast sky. The sky, which used to be blue and cloudless, is now dyed red. If you see this in the west direction in the evening, it is just an ordinary sunset. But in the morning when the scorching sun is over?

This anomaly cannot be a natural phenomenon. Siegel uses his spiritual vision to look far away. The crimson color is not produced by clouds, but directly by the air. In the red-shrouded area, waves of magic rippled back and forth like a tidal wave. Due to the distance, it is impossible to tell what kind of spell caused the spectacle for the time being.

"That seems to be the direction of Fort Hub. Margot put his hand on the pergola and muttered in a low voice, "This must be magic, it's so beautiful!"

The kid was right, Siegel thought, and it was indeed Fort Hub. According to Fort Hub refugees, the elves had already breached the walls and entered the city, and then destroyed most of the city. The remaining knights and troops surrendered. In the end, only the red magic tower was still standing, making a last resistance. Could this crimson color be something that has happened to the Magic Tower?

There are only two possibilities: the Hub is using a euthanasia circle and is attacking the elves, or the tower is destroyed, which is its last glow when it is "dying".

Teleportation can be used to quickly get to the Hub Fort to see what is going on, but it's too risky. Edith, the half-elf, had word that there were mages in Leah's army who were specifically watching the magic fluctuations of Myr City. Fortunately, the castle uses dwarven runes as a means of resisting demons, and the elves can't crack it for the time being, otherwise Siegel would have been out of secrets here.

The mage took out his binoculars again and looked in the direction of the elven camp. Swirls and flashes of light appeared in the camp, and three elves dressed in blue-purple robes and holding staves suddenly appeared. They were equipped with all kinds of magical items all over their bodies, and the fluctuations they emitted were dazzling.

At the age of the elves, these new mages are also old. When the other elves saw them, they hurriedly saluted respectfully, but they simply nodded in response. Leah hurried over, bowed her head and said a few words to them, then pointed in the direction of Myr.

The three elven mages looked over and met Siegel's gaze. One of them smiled and raised his hand as a greeting, and Siegel waved it back—not necessarily if the elves could see it.

A line of words composed of illusions appeared out of thin air, allowing Siegel to take a closer look: "The three of us will visit the city of Mir and ask Lord Siegel to receive us." ”

Siegel thought for a moment, and wrote a reply in Elven language from mid-air: "Welcome."

Teleportation light appears from the elven camp again. (To be continued.) )