As soon as he rushed out of the gate of the Deep Shadow Manor, Samuro, who was full of confusion, suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart, and subconsciously broke away from the wind and swooped to the side to dodge.

"Boom!"

A blade glowing with magical brilliance rained down into the sky, bombarding the direction in which Samuro had retreated before.

If he hadn't reacted in time to dodge to the side, he would have been cut in half at this time.

"Humph! Orc crumbs, count yourself as fast as you dodge. ”

The haughty tone of the High Elves emanated from the smoke and dust, and a blonde warrior in azure close-fitting armor stepped out right behind.

'Why did you meet such a difficult guy at this time?' ’

Samuro, who was already injured, was soaked with cold sweat on his forehead.

Before the High Elf elites who jumped from the dragon eagle's back formed a circle, he cautiously started the wind step again, and quickly evacuated along the shores of Lake Elendal as fast as he could.

"Tsk~ It's quite decisive."

Lan Jia smacked his lips in displeasure for the time being, and an elite red-armored soldier beside him who was holding a double-headed sword and a tall shield asked respectfully, "Lord Morning Seeker, there are blood stains on the ground, do you want to chase them?" ”

Salorian Morning Seeker, the leader of the Well Guard, withdrew the glittering sword in his hand, looked in the direction of Samuro's escape, and said in a deep voice, "Send two agile men to hang behind him and see if this orc will join up with the other Fireblade Blade Blades." ”

"Yes!"

Dealing with the mirror image left by Zamuro, Salian walked out of the door vigilantly with his shield on his head, and saw Salorian smiling and waving at him.

"It's rare, you're willing to take a shield, it seems that that quasi-legendary orc has put a lot of pressure on you."

"Mentor?!"

Sarean's eyes widened in astonishment: "Why are you ......?"

Salorian waved his hand: "These trivial questions will be discussed later, are Wenlesa and Valera here?" ”

"I'm here."

Winlessa jumped down from the second floor directly through the window and bowed politely to Salorian.

"Lord Morning Seeker, are you here on behalf of the Sun King?"

While Saljan was listening to the conversation between the two in a daze, the barrage came alive again.

"! It turns out that Sarren's mentor is Salorian Morning Seeker, the most powerful warrior of the High Elves and the wielder of the Elder Dragonforge Blade! ”

"The Elder Dragonforge Blade Sister Sword can be regarded as the strongest epic weapon below the artifact."

Sarjan asked the barrage puzzled, "Elder Dragonforge Blade?" Sister Sword? What do you mean? ”

Husky is a bit two: "The Elder Dragon's Blade is a powerful weapon forged by the five-colored dragon for the Night Empire many years ago, and the specific time of its appearance is no longer known. ”

"The Elder Dragonforge has two sister swords, namely Queldra, which was passed down from Salorion, and Quelsella, which is kept in the hands of the Upper Elves' secret academic organization 'Sindra'."

"Legend has it that the blades of the Ancient Dragons can change form according to the needs of their owners, they can be one-handed swords, two-handed swords, and even swords, spears, and axes."

Salaan knew that the name of the sword in his mentor's hand was Queldra, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

"Weapons forged by the five-colored dragon, Quirsera ......"

"Haha! Sarayen must have been tempted. ”

"This is normal, good weapons have endless attraction to warriors, and you dare to say that you haven't brushed the weapon appearance?"

"It's heart-piercing, old iron, purebred Africans are here, and they will never be able to brush the weapon they want."

"Salorian is worthy of being the boss of the high-ranking well guard, and when he goes out on a mission, he can actually bring a small team of lawbreakers who only obey the royal dispatch of the Sunchaser."

Salaan had heard of the prestige of the Spellbreakers, the warriors who stood quietly behind Salorian with the great red-armored shields.

The armor and weapons of each spellbreaker are invaluable, high-grade magical equipment that can be expensive.

Spellbreaker is a special class for spellcasters, their armor and large shields can largely resist spell damage, and the double-ended sword in their hands has the effect of slicing spells.

Any defensive shield is papier-mâché in front of their enchanted weapons, giving them an absolute advantage over spell-specialized spellbreakers when faced with spellcasters.

Unfortunately, due to the high cost of cultivation, the lawbreakers cannot be mass-produced, mainly as the personal guard of the royal family of the Sunchaser, and the number is very scarce.

In addition to being equipped with powerful equipment, each spellbreaker is a demon warrior who has undergone rigorous training, and is the elite of the elite in itself.

Salorian brought a small team of ten law breakers this time, and it was no joke to say that this team of ten people was enough to annihilate a regular army of more than 100 people, and he would not suffer much damage himself.

Sarean: "Let's not mention the lawbreakers, I want to ask, what kind of organization are you talking about 'Sindra'?" Where can I find them? ”

The husky was a little two: "This is a long story, even if you tell you now, you can't set off to find it immediately, so let's wait until the end of this war and explain it slowly." ”

Under the reminder of the barrage, Salian gradually calmed down and sighed helplessly.

"Yes, let's write it down, I'll have to visit them sooner or later, hoping to get Quirsera from Sindra."

Through conversations with Valera and Winresa, the reinforcement team led by Salorian learns what happened, and also meets Anderson, who was captured from the fireplace by Salren.

The lawbreakers looked at Anderson with a very unkind look in their eyes, as if they could draw their knives and hack him to death at any moment.

Shocked by the murderous aura of the spellbreakers, Anderson shuddered and hid behind Sarren.

"Alright, collect your murderous energy."

Salorian stopped the Spellbreaker with a nonchalant expression, then turned his gaze to Sarren.

"I know Sarean's temper very well, there must be a reason for leaving this traitor's life behind, tell me more about your plan."

……

"I see, will it be calculated?"

Valeera's plan is not difficult to understand.

Due to the obstruction of the tribal army, the intelligence channels in the north and south of the forest were completely cut off.

The fact that Anderson was captured has not yet reached the ears of those behind the scenes, which means that there is still room for maneuvering in this matter.

The battle with Samuro was delayed for some time, and the scheduled time for the traitor behind the scenes to contact the trolls was getting closer.

In order to trace the exact location and identity of the traitor who set up a long-range communication beacon on Anderson's body, it is necessary to first find the assistance of a powerful mage.

This was one of the reasons why Sarren proposed to go back to the Deep Shadow Manor for interrogation first, and he planned to go to the nearby Tower of the Morning Star to find the familiar archmage on the tower to help.

"Is that a woman......"

Salorian rubbed her temples with a bit of a headache: "If Sallian had come forward to ask, she would have helped, but who knows what strange conditions that guy would take the opportunity to make." ”

The barrage heard some clues from Salorian's words.

"Wait a minute, how do I feel that Salorian and the owner of the Tower of the Morning Star know about Sarren's origins?"

"I'm the same, so why don't they tell Saray himself?"

"Perhaps, it's because I'm worried that Salian won't be able to accept the fact that his mother is a troll (funny) or that there's something else going on."

'Is your background?'......

Sarren clenched his fists, and he was aware of what the barrage was saying, but no matter what he said, Salorian remained tight-lipped.

"Your background should be told to you by Julian himself, and it is inconvenient for us outsiders to interfere rashly."

Shaking his head to put his thoughts behind for a moment, Sarren asked questions that both Lyras and Winresa were concerned about.

"Mentor, is the Ranger General okay?"

"Since you can break through the siege and come to the south of the forest, does it mean that the main force of the orcs has withdrawn?"

Salorian showed a look of approval in his eyes, and stretched out his big hand to pat Sarean on the shoulder, and the powerful force that penetrated through his body made the corners of Sarean's mouth twitch.

"Yes, you've finally learned to use your brain, and I didn't believe Julian's old fox son could be a fool."

Sarren: "...... I've never been stupid, I just don't want to think too much about things. ”

Salorian shook his head and smiled: "In life, it is inevitable to encounter troublesome things, if you don't want to be calculated and put in danger, you have to learn to use your brain more." ”

"Alright, that's all for gossip."

Looking up at the Tower of the Morning Star shrouded in mist, Salorian sighed, "Melia is the only archmage in the southern part of the Eternal Song Forest, and we can only ask her for help now, let's go." ”