A slender arm shaped like a dead branch stretched out to the low table and lit a candle made of expensive whale oil. The bright candlelight illuminated the thirteen people sitting around in the underground mansion, "Today is Sava."
The day when the royal meal delivery person leaves is also the day when our plan begins. Are you ready?" The special team and the Sixth Reconnaissance Team sat together in a group on the ground floor of the No. 26 mansion purchased by Oakley, led by Oakley.
Sitting on top.
Bucherington holds the transformation potion given by Oakleary in his hand. It is now nine o'clock in the morning on a moonless day. After a night of adjustments, the captain has restored his spirit to the best. "I will drink it according to the plan.
Get this bottle of potion, and then go to replace Lebre at noon, and then add the newly added Sixth Reconnaissance Team for support. Everyone must be responsible for their own area, especially Jielin and Lagertis," Bucherington said specifically
After glancing at the two of them, he nodded calmly towards Jie Lin. "I won't say much else. For the sake of Brighton City and the elves, we must do our best!" After saying that, Buchlin looked up.
After drinking the potion, Buchington said, "Ah!" Buchington put his hands on his throat, and the skin on his face began to flow.
With a snap, the candles went out, and the entertainment room returned to darkness.
...
Two hours later, Arthur and Christina came to the streets of Nevada wrapped in the black cloaks purchased by Oakleary and said goodbye to the green cloaks they had been wearing in the Elf Forest. For a while, Arthur was still holding on to the corners of his clothes.
Too used to it. In addition, this black cloak reminded Arthur of some bad memories. He slapped his cheeks with both hands and forced himself to focus on the task he had started. However, he ignored Christina who was following behind him as he walked out of No. 26.
He kept his head down after entering the bunker.
Christina, who had been living a fairly happy life in Nozil City for the past three days, patted her chest from time to time to adjust herself. After another pass by the pharmacy team on Nevada Street, she finally couldn't control herself.
He suppressed his trembling, half squatted on the ground, and cried to Arthur who was walking calmly in front: "Arthur, do we really want to kidnap Savali? We don't know whether the goblins were instigated by the orcs to rebel."
Or promised something, but you have also seen the situation in the central area of the Elf Forest. Even if we don't do anything, as long as those fighting butterfly wings are dispatched, those goblin troops will not be too big a problem, so why should we
Risking your own life? If the goblins really threaten the elves, even if the Butterfly Wings have their own purposes, they won't just sit idly by. No matter how you think about it, how can a few of us alone affect the overall war situation?
?”
These are Christina's words from the bottom of her heart. In the past few days, she has endured all kinds of psychological discomfort and tried to live a normal life with Jielin. After Livlan joined her, she can still talk about this every night before falling asleep.
There were changes in the Elf Forest that Livlan didn't know about, but no matter what, Christina couldn't get rid of the growing fear in her heart. She would always dream in the middle of the night that she was captured by goblins, tied underground, and corrosive agents eroded her skin.
After seeing the tragedy of the elf farm and Jielin's appearance when she took the transformation potion, Christina was as afraid of goblins as Arthur was of orcs. In her fantasy, every bottle of goblin potion was high-risk.
Yes, these days she can only survive on food transported from other continents.
Especially yesterday, he was ordered by Buchlington to follow Lagdis with Jace. He was originally forced to join this group by using Jace's threat and Buchlington's assumptions about the elves based solely on his own imagination.
Christina, who was on this mission, could not believe most of the people around her. She knew her own value very well, and she was also afraid that she would be easily abandoned as an abandoned child. She was not yet ready to sacrifice herself to fulfill others.
Arthur understood that Christina must have suffered a lot and experienced a lot before saying this, but now is no longer the time for Christina to complain. Everyone has arrived at the designated location as planned. If Christina is in a bad mood at this time,
If there were too many fluctuations and ignored the approach of the two technological potion teams, Buchington would be in danger. He stopped and let Christina, who was trapped in self-fear, bump into his not-wide back, then turned around and gently touched it with his index finger.
He clicked on the forehead of Christina, who was slightly taller than him. This caused Christina, whose face was hidden under the black robe, to look at Arthur who was doing something strange.
Arthur pulled down Christina's slightly raised cloak again, covering her elf appearance. "With the gun cocked, you can only choose to shoot. Now, you shouldn't say how the few of us alone will affect the whole, you
It should be said that only a few of us can affect the whole. You have also seen what the elves in the central area are doing. If they care about the life and death of the long-eared elves, they will not hide their strength for so long, and also ask for
The entire elven frontline combat force returned to defend the elven farm. I can't guess what the elves' real purpose is, but I am at least certain that most of the elven residents don't know the elves' true purpose. Ah...
I'm not like the captain who would say so many comforting words. I only know that what you are doing now is not only for yourself, but also for your friends and family. Do you think your family members will be the same as those of the Butterfly Wings?
"
"I don't know, Arthur, I don't know. I originally believed... I believed in those Butterfly Wings, and I believed in Captain Legolas who led those warriors... Sorry, let's prepare, wait."
..Look at that cloaked goblin across the street...what race is he? Why is he so short?"
Following the direction that Christina pointed, Arthur looked at a sneaky suspicious person who was only about 1.2 meters tall walking across the street from them, and unconsciously exclaimed, "Hobik? He?"
Why are you here?" No matter how you look at it, it is the dwarf Hobik that Arthur met outside Nozil City, although he learned from Hobik, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, that he also came to Nozil City.
To find out something, Arthur never expected to see Hobic walking blatantly on the street of Nevabrada Street. He didn't pay any attention to how different his height was from that of the goblin.
"Who? Hobic sounds like a dwarven name?"
"Ah, yes, I'll go and ask." Arthur stepped forward to walk in the direction of Hobic, but Christina grabbed his arm. Just when Arthur was confused, Christina closed her mouth and pointed.
In the direction of the entrance of Nozil City, under the sunlight, dense numbers of goblins appeared in the distance. The leading goblin was different from the thin and elegant goblin Arthur had seen in Nozil City in the past few days.
George was almost the same, with a ferocious and rugged face, two braided brown beards protruding from the tip of his sharp nose, and an iron staff hung with small potion bottles on his hand. O'Clery showed them the portrait, and this goblin was No.
The younger brother of Savali, the lord of Qil City, is Savarang, a thug with military power.
Savalli's change was after he handed over the military power to Savalan. The reason why he decided to attack the Elf Farm was because they made this decision at a meeting of nobles headed by the brothers Savalli and Savalan.
Arthur blocked Christina behind him and lowered his head to wait for Savali to pass by the two of them with a group of goblin soldiers wearing dark green one-piece fiber suits. Arthur stared at the figure on the ground, in Savali's huge black
When the shadow appeared in his sight, Savali stopped. Arthur could clearly see the scratches left by various battles on the heavy iron boots that Savali wore.
The bottom of the iron rod hit Arthur's feet, and the turbid and smelly breath sprayed on Arthur's head.
"Which continent are you businessmen from? What do you sell?"
"In the Eastern Continent, we sell elephant trunk wood." Arthur controlled his voice and remained calm.
"Serva Brada is not a place for outsiders, get out of here."
"Okay, sir." Arthur pulled Christina and bowed deeply, and hurriedly walked towards direction 1. When they were about ten meters away from the last three-knuckled goblin, Arthur and Christina looked back at the same time.
toward the troops who were gradually walking away.
Arthur held Christina's arm tightly, "Where are they going?"
"On the 25th, they're knocking on the door."
"Looking for Oakleary? Why? And isn't Savali at the Elf Farm preparing for the next wave of attacks? Why did he suddenly return to Nozil City?"
"How do I know? I'm not a prophet!"
Arthur scratched the back of his head. The two of them were not far from the No. 1 bunker where Savali lived. They could contact Buchlington and others at any time. Arthur put his hand on the sword bag behind him, "Since I don't know why, then
We can only always be prepared to deal with various situations."