The sound of explosions almost emptied the battlefield where the orcs had gathered, leaving only the broken green corpses and the blood mist in the sky.

"The next orc leader will be left to Miss Fiachild on the front line to solve. There's nothing to do with us here, so I'll go back first. Kylelius unhurriedly put away the magic materials and turned to walk towards Cornelia behind him.

Huge elemental warriors surrounded him, guarding the strong, blonde man.

'It's like watching the chief of staff headquarters' weapon deduction...... 'Elizabeth looked at the back of Kylelius idiotically, remembering the man who was weak in body but was known as the first brain of the Imperial Army.

At this time, Kylelius was very much like that person, and the only difference was probably that Kyleus's personal strength was much, much better than that chief of staff.

With the sound of the 'rotten sac bomb' exploding, there were almost no orcs to be seen on the battlefield, and a few orcs surrounded a huge orc that seemed to be the leader, and was struggling to resist the attack of Sivon and Shatilesa, all believing that this sudden battle would soon be decided.

And that's exactly what happened, the huge fist blade and the metal claw hit the orc's massive body almost at the same time.

The blade of the fist sliced through his neck, the claws tore through his chest, and the blood sprayed from the sky, announcing the end of the battle.

When everyone returned, Cornelia was still directing officers at all levels to clean up the aftermath. A princess who focused on war, in the eyes of Kyrlius. Full of sassy heroism.

'This is the true face of the Valkyrie of the battlefield, such a woman, it is really impossible to resist the pursuit, to conquer ......,' Callius thought as he looked at her figure.

Cornelia noticed the return of Kylelius and the others, and immediately said enthusiastically: "Dear Lord Kellius, thanks to your help this time, we were able to destroy those orcs so smoothly. ”

"Where, the victory in the battle was all obtained by the proper command of His Highness and the hard work of the officers and soldiers. I don't dare take credit. Kylelius said modestly.

"Nope. It's really your credit, and you don't have to be humble. It's not like some people, who don't have a lot of ability but are not small, and they usually look high-minded. When it comes to the critical moment, it doesn't work. After speaking, he glared fiercely at the magicians behind him.

The old magician who was named burned in the face when he heard this. But at his age. The skin has long been exercised to be as thick as a city wall. Her Royal Highness's rebuke was insignificant to him, what mattered was the opportunity in front of him.

The old magician, who had been immersed in chagrin and remorse since just now, had been thinking about how to resolve the mistake he had just made. When the old magician couldn't find a chance, Cornelia's words were the last straw. Such a good opportunity, he naturally won't miss it.

The old magician rushed to the side of Kylelius with agility that did not match his appearance, and after saluting respectfully, he said tremblingly: "I'm really sorry, people are easy to get old and dizzy when they get old, we feel very sorry for the rude of His Excellency Kylelius just now, and tell us if you need anything." We'll do our best to help you. ”

Cornelia looked at such a groveling old magician, and her heart was relieved. Along the way, from the beginning to the present, these magicians affiliated with the Magic Research Department have not taken themselves as a princess in their eyes at all.

"Now that you've hit the iron plate, you've suffered a lot, let you be arrogant!, let you have no one in your eyes!' The happy mood made Cornelia can't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

Kylelius looked at the old magician in front of him and said casually: "Forget it, don't blame those who don't know, don't judge people by their appearance in the future, it's your best way to apologize." ”

"Yes, what Your Excellency taught me is that I will definitely get rid of this bad habit in the future. The old magician bowed his head and reassured.

Kylelius nodded, and turned to leave.

A character of this level is not worth his attention, anyway, in the next trip, it is very questionable how many of these magicians will survive.

Thinking of this, Kylelius had to worry about the current situation of his group.

Although he was temporarily united with Cornelia's personal guards, he strengthened his chances of obtaining the Lich Ruins. But again, the risks and hardships are increasing. The enemies targeting Cornelia must be more than just the orcs just now.

Although they had the help of four ninth-order professionals, the enemies they had to face would never be weaker than here, and maybe even stronger. And such enemies are by no means one or two.

"It seems that this time there is trouble, the battle for the ruins plus the battle for the succession to the throne, although this team is strong, but there are too many enemies......

"Do you want to give up? No, no, don't go into the tiger's den, you can get the tiger, fight! If you want to kill me, it's not so easy......" A fierce and crazy look flashed in Keerlius' eyes.

Soon, the guards gathered the bodies of their comrades and buried their own comrades with grief, and an atmosphere of grief permeated the barracks.

As for the corpses of the orcs and the wind wolf, the soldiers buried them directly on the spot, but some of the useful magic materials were collected by the magicians, and of course a large part of the atmosphere was handed over to Kyleus.

However, Kylelius unexpectedly came to the pile of orcs' corpses, and took away more than a dozen orc corpses when everyone was not paying attention.

After all this, the pro-guard team soon continued to march.

With a heavy heart, the team of only five hundred people left the land where they had lost their companions and continued to set off towards the unknown.

Less than half an hour after Kylelius and the others left here, a figure came to the battlefield.

This is a mature woman, about thirty years old.

The sharp eyes, as well as the sharp facial features, make this beautiful woman look unapproachable.

The height of an ordinary woman of 1.65 meters, with a concave and convex figure, although not as hot as Cornelia and Cheryl, but it can be regarded as a figure that attracts the attention of the opposite sex.

Her long, burgundy hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down at the back of her head. He was just wearing a white shirt and a short black skirt, and a yellow-green windbreaker on the outside, which looked extremely incompatible.

In the hem of the split windbreaker, two sturdy and tight slender legs are exposed, and the black stockings make these beautiful legs have a fatal attraction.

Holding a box made of unknown materials in his hand, two pulleys below dragged two long marks on the ground.

The laid-back demeanor of the woman was as if this was not a dangerous monster forest at all, but an ordinary place for outings. (To be continued......)