“...... The quarter-sized mana moves according to the trajectory of the fast parabola, suppresses it to the critical point of melting, and then projects it in a straight line to the target by scattering the egg line. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNote: If Mana does not suppress the melting boiling point, or fails to maintain the six Zaka stability coefficients when it is in a critical state, it is very likely to cause the spell to undergo a paraalia change, resulting in chaos or collapse of the spatial framework. ”

- "The Little Lighthouse Wizards' Guild - Advanced Apprentice's Handbook - How to Cast the Fireball Technique" by Simmons Philezaniworth

With a pull on the reins, Planter took advantage of the fact that the knights of the Miles family were still fighting with his men, and did not notice him, and fled with Blake, who was sitting behind him, into the dense forest next to the forest road.

"!!! Blake" had been sticking his head out of the carriage window to watch the battle, or rather Baroness Miles, who was watching his son, and couldn't help but scream when he saw Blake being led into the jungle by Plan. The baroness, who was eager to save her son, completely lost her former graceful demeanor, and she pushed the door three steps and ran to one of the knights, and pulled the knight with an anxious face, saying, "Hurry, chase after him, don't let him take my son away!"

Hanlon slashed one of the holy knights to the ground, then looked in the direction of Prander's escape. By this time, Planter had already sunk into the dense forest with Blake, and Hanlon, who had lived in the Southern Forest for a long time, knew that these dense forests of dense trees were simply a natural labyrinth, and once he let Planter escape into it, he would not try to find them.

"Damn!" Hanlon cursed loudly, and then he chased in the direction of Prand's escape, when a holy knight who was still stubbornly resisting suddenly rushed out and blocked his way, and the holy knight, who was covered in blood and had clearly fallen into a madness, slashed the blood-stained sword in his hand at Hanlon. Han Long raised his shield to block the sword that slashed at him, and then stabbed the blade into the enemy's abdomen, quickly ending the knight who had caused trouble for him.

Although he would soon kill the enemy who stood in his way, after such a delay, Poland had already fled into the dense forest with Blake, and there was no trace of him, leaving only some smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves still floating in the air.

"Xiuqi! Sanjet, chase me down!" Han Long kept blaming himself for his negligence and rashness, and immediately called two subordinates who were good at tracking and ran in the direction where Plant had disappeared, but Han Long knew in his heart that the possibility of them catching up with Plant was getting smaller and smaller.

At this moment, Haredik came out of nowhere and swept past Hanlon at high speed on his horse, rushed into the dense forest, chased in the direction where Planter and Blake had disappeared, and threw a sentence at Hanlon and the others: "Remember! You owe me 100 Doel!"

As the saying goes, don't race elves in the forest. Although a drow elf from the underworld, due to the curse bestowed on him by the spider god Queen Rose, Haredith has lost the talent of his people to be able to merge with the forest and let the cool breeze between the treetops drive him to run. But as a descendant of the Gwendrin elves, Harleydick could read clearly the direction of Plant's flight as the noise blew past his long pointed ears.

Hareddick hunched over the horse like a shrimp, his thin and lithe body made the horse under his crotch run almost without any weight on his back, four sturdy hooves galloped wildly in the jungle, and in a short time Plande and Blake, who had fled without a trace, had appeared in Hareddic's field of vision. Naturally, Plander spotted his pursuers behind him, and he glanced back in annoyance, raising his folding bow and shooting an arrow indiscriminately behind him. ...,

The unsightly arrow didn't even touch Hareddick's clothes before it was nailed to the trunk of a large tree. Plant fired a few more arrows backwards, but all of them were far from the target. The distance between Haredith and Plant was getting closer and closer, and even Blake, who had been holding on tightly so that he wouldn't fall off his galloping horse, looked back frequently, and anxiously urged Plant to speed up. Plande didn't pay any attention to the noisy nobleman at the moment, he threw his folding bow to the ground in anger, raised his whip and whipped the war horse under him, in a vain attempt to shake off Haredik who was following him.

The distance between Haredith and Poland had shrunk to about ten meters, when the Drow Elf, who had been lying on horseback, sat up, took out a folding bow that he had taken from the hapless holy knight, and placed an arrow firmly on the bowstring. Although Hareddick's body shook violently from the high-speed gallop of the horse under his crotch, it did not affect the arrow that shot from the full bowstring.

Long arrows spun out from Hareddick's fingers, passing through the gaps in countless tree trunks and attacking the back of Plant's head, and Purland, who was buried in his head and galloping forward, only felt that the helmet on the back of his head seemed to have been hit by a sharp object, and there was a heavy knock but no pain, obviously the arrows shot by Hareddick could not penetrate the steel helmet forged by the dwarves.

Prand was about to praise the dwarves' excellent craftsmanship in forging armor, when suddenly there was a violent impact from the back of his head, and the force of this impact was superimposed on the previous impact that had not yet faded, making the power of the arrow suddenly double. The arrow, which had been blocked by the armor, managed to pierce the steel helmet, shattering Prand's skull and digging deep into his brain.

It turned out that just after Haredith fired the first arrow, he fired a second arrow along the same track at great speed. When the first arrow was blocked by Purland's helmet, the second rushed in and hit the tail of the first arrow, driving the first arrow into Plain's brain like a sledgehammer hitting a nail. After an arrow in the back of the head, Prand opened his bloody mouth and uttered a few meaningless syllables, then fell forward and fell from his horse to the ground, and Blake, who had been holding on to Plande, was naturally pulled and fell down together. The horses they had been riding lost all their weight at once, neighed merrily, and galloped away into the depths of the forest.

Haredith lowered his bow, tugged at the reins, and strangled to Blake, who had just fallen from his horse and was groaning in pain. Blake, who has always been pampered, was almost broken by such a fall, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, and he just let out a few pig-killing cries when he felt that his eyes were dark, and the light in front of him was hidden by something. Blake barely opened his eyes and saw the elves slowly walking towards him on their horses with a strange grin, and a terrible scream echoed through the forest.

Outside the dense forest, on the forest path, the knights of the Miles family were clearing the battlefield that had just finished killing, and Xiuqi stabbed his sword into the chest of a holy knight to verify that he was really dead. After the long sword pierced, the corpse did not move, so Xiu Qi pulled out the long sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked towards Han Long.

"What about our casualties?" asked Hanlon, glancing at the battlefield.

"It's not a loss, but William, Test, and a couple of other guys are a little bit wounded. ”

Han Long nodded, turned his head to look at Baroness Miles, who was sitting in the carriage surrounded by two maids and sobbing quietly because she was worried about her son's safety, and couldn't help but sigh and frown and asked, "Isn't there any news from the young master?"

Rather than Hanlon's worries, Xiuqi was confident in Haredik, and he said, "Sergeant Major, you also know how dangerous it is to indiscriminately break into these unfamiliar primeval forests, and instead of wasting our time and manpower in chasing into the forest, it is better to leave it to Nemo, an elf who knows the forest well." ”

Han Long scratched his forehead with his fingers, and the gloomy cloud between his eyebrows did not dissipate because of Xiuqi's words, but said: "I naturally know this, but I am worried about another matter......"

Xiu Qi raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what Han Long was worried about, so he said, "You mean that because of the young master's previous attitude towards Nemo, you are worried that Nemo will take the opportunity to take revenge on the young master?"

"Yes, that's right. Although Nemo's guide did an excellent job and was very reassuring. But he is an elf after all, since the Great War, the elves and us humans have never looked at each other, let alone the young master has been shouting at him since they met. ”

Xiu Qi also learned from his old commander and frowned and said, "Sergeant Major, I don't think there will be any problems. Nemo's mouth is a little poisonous, but he's a smart guy. We're still wandering around the jungle of the Middle Way, we need him, he needs us more, and he won't mess around at this juncture, so you can rest assured. ”

"I hope so. Hanlon sighed softly, not so much worried about Blake's safety, but more annoyed that he had failed to protect his master as a knight.