"From today onwards, you will have my last name, Vianis Oak!" After looking for Ernst to sort out the family tree, Halkala decisively recognized Vianis, a junior.

"Huh?" Viyanis was a little surprised, after all, after being an orphan for hundreds of years, not everyone can immediately accept the matter of an ancestor falling from the sky.

"Well, you are also my fourth granddaughter, a generation older than Yawenni!" Halkala counted with his fingers, and when he turned his head, he saw William Wallace, the golden knight, beside him.

Seeing Halkala's eyes, the golden knight hurriedly said: "Eldest princess, the royal family has a request, only in the Augustus surname, don't let me misidentify my grandmother!" ”

"How can you!" The wood elf who was seen to be thinking was a little embarrassed, "I just want you to have time to take care of her, she is my junior who has been separated for more than a hundred years, and she is so old that she has not even reached the high level." ”

The Wood Elf asked very enthusiastically what level Vianis was now, what level the Demon Bow was, how much potion she usually took, and whether she had a favorite magic tree as a guardian tree.

Although he was a little uncomfortable with the elders of Bai Lai, and Halkara's enthusiasm also made Vianis a little overwhelmed, at least the Terran army in front of him was not an enemy, and it seemed that he and his subordinates were also guaranteed.

Vianis escaped from the orc tribe decades ago, and after many years of exile, she hid in the forest, pulled up a team of rangers of her own, attracted dozens of demon supporters of various races, and in recent years, she has been linked to Honey Galloping Horse, exchanging the magic plants in the forest for weapons and food from the outside world, and the team is getting bigger and bigger.

Although among the gangs or rangers, Vianis is considered successful, at least stronger than a naïve big priest team, but as an elven ranger, Viyanis himself is not very powerful, but he has only figured out the archery skills by himself, and the royal configuration of the magic bow and the guardian tree has never heard of it.

"Only a high-level magic archer?" When Halkala heard this, his face was a little unbearable, "Isn't that what an elf can do?" When I was a junior pharmacist, I was a high-level magic archer......"

William was also happy when he heard it: "Ancestor, we can't compare like this, when you were just born, your parents and two brothers were demigods, and when you were just an intermediate demon archer, your guardian tree could shoot down the dragon beasts in the air by itself......"

"Well, don't go on," Halkala waved his hand, stopping the junior's words, after all, she hadn't been very involved with words like genius for thousands of years.

Up to now, in the oak royal family of her generation, her high-ranking is the only one left, and with her talent at the bottom of her age, there is really nothing to brag about.

Vivian, the maid next to Vianis, originally wanted to say that her young lady had become a high-level archer by her own exploration and hard work, but after listening to the words of the two people in front of her, she chose to shut up, and it was estimated that in the eyes of the princess in front of her, there was not much difference between a high-level archer and an ordinary demon charmer.

"I've suffered you all these years," Halkala looked at Vianis more and more distressed, and pointed to Tierney beside him, "I'll give you this set of configurations for you first, there are a lot of demon plants in our family, and you can ...... the monsters first"

As she spoke, Halkala saw a large tiger beside her, and for a moment she thought that an elf with a bow and arrow should ride on the tiger's back.

"Huh?" The tiger looked at the wood elf's rather malicious eyes, instantly shook, and quickly rolled around and said, "Don't, I'm not Rand's pet?" Don't use me as a mount! Besides, if I go out with her, I have to protect her, take care of her, and teach her magic......"

"Hey, hey, you can work harder, I'll arrange some more potions for you, to ensure that you will be able to break through the advanced level in a few days!" The elf flew to the top of the tiger's head and rubbed it vigorously with both hands, making Vianis and Vivien tremble.

……

In the early morning of the 27th, on the Boundary River west of the Iowa Valley, Rand wore a new suit of armor and flew less than 100 meters above the Boundary River with the Demon Pattern Sword in his hand, looking down on the orc camp on the opposite side of the mountain.

Since October, more and more orc armies have been massing on the slopes, at first they and the patrols sent by Petraeu do not interfere with the river, but after October 13, when an orc camp with the banner of the royal court was established, more and more camps of all sizes were spread around it.

Now that 9 days have passed, there is another large camp with dozens of tents adjacent to the camp of the Orc Royal Court, which has put great pressure on the Galloping Knights.

Rand flew in mid-air, silently calculating the size, weapons, supplies and other information of the orcs in the camp, although the area of a large camp in front of him was already at the level of the rat people at that time.

However, these orcs are completely incomparable to the rat people in terms of the number of troops, and if you only look at the main carnivorous demon supporters, there may only be a few hundred. Even if you count the vassal herbivores and all kinds of demonsless, there are only a few thousand people.

In addition to the orcs, there is also a camp belonging to the galloping horse banner, and hundreds of low-level demon supporters of different heights are training in a sparse manner.

Rand looked at the scale of the camp in front of him, and secretly calculated in his heart, in terms of the scale of the local orcs, these are not even a pioneer in front of him, the two pioneers of the forest cat and the scorched wolf, as well as the human race to which both sides belong, did not arrive, only some small and medium-sized tribes that were strong and cheap.

Not long after, from the main tent of the royal court, a cat-shaped god came out, dressed in a leopard pattern, which looked very similar to an enlarged version of the big cat before Rand.

The big cat looked up and saw Rand as well, baring its teeth and roaring at Rant, startling the orcs in several surrounding camps.

"Kitten, come up and play?" Rand stared at the big cat, randomly mobilized the magic elements, and gathered a huge point of light above his head, and a huge amount of magic power flowed from the top of Rand's head through his body, and then converged on the blade of the magic net.

"Roar~" The dependents on the ground let out an angry roar in the face of Rand's almost provocative movements, and then a great force gathered on the top of the dependents' heads, and countless magical elements converged on his hair.

With the sound of a thunderclap, the big cat's body suddenly swelled several times, and the will and magic of the beast god surrounded the dependent, making it the incarnation of the beast god, and its shoulder height even exceeded the top of the head of the nearby orc powerhouse.

"Roar!"

The big cat took a few steps and then landed on the ground and flew straight towards Rand.

(End of chapter)