Magdal looked at the city of Candelbel from a distance. This important trading town connecting Silver Bay to the Four Wildernesses looked a little lonely in the morning mist.

This is not what it used to be.

Those who depend on the daily operation of this huge city - farmers, craftsmen living around the city, and traders traveling on various trade routes should often be busy at dawn before nightfall, so that

The city wakes up from its slumber, and before the first ray of sunshine comes, it gives this ancient city vivid colors.

But today, the city is like a sleeping beast, crawling silently on the fertile fields outside the Oluo Forest.

The morning breeze blew through Magdal's hair, and the thick and unusual smell in the air made the church princess standing here feel more uneasy. In the huge marching tent behind her, the sound of arguments represented

The large and small lords with the coalition forces from the Silver Bay area have not yet reached an agreement——

After the White Mountain Disaster, the wind elves announced a blockade of the national borders and prohibited any outsiders from passing through their territory. The road to the north of the coalition forces was cut off as a result, so everyone was discussing whether it was necessary to change their route through the Four Realms Wilderness-via the Imperial Red Mountains.

The area controlled by the army.

People have all kinds of concerns.

But the most important factor is the consideration of marching safety.

Since the death of Black Moon, there has been no news from the direction of the Four Realms. Humans and wind elves withdrew from the confrontation. After that, the last news that the Red Legion was trying to move closer to the emperor's eldest son's forces in the north, but then the entire legion

Then he disappeared mysteriously, seemingly disappearing from everyone's sight overnight.

Before the White Mountain Disaster occurred, in order to determine the location of the Red Army, Veronica commissioned the wind elves to send scouts to the west of the Four Realms Wilderness. However, after the elves arrived east of Anzeru Tower, they only saw a large number of

Scene of highlanders migrating north.

The Highlanders' homeland was completely reduced to a sea of ​​​​fire due to the death of the Black Moon. The great migration in the Anzeruta area triggered a collective response from the entire Highlander ethnic group. They originally lived on both sides of the Buta River (this river was located in the area where Brando once lived).

Passing east of Vargas, in the territory of Andzlova, which is the oldest sacred land of the Anzeruta Highlanders, the clans moved north to the Red Mountain area, while the local clans of the Red Mountain continued northward into the Four Territories

In the wild south, a chain reaction caused the great migration of the entire highland people group.

None of these migrating clans claimed to have seen the disappearing regiment of the Cruz people on the road.

After the White Mountain Disaster, the elves closed their country, and news from the north and the south was cut off. Some people speculate that the Red Army may have been destroyed by the Dusk Dragon, or the most optimistic view is that these Cruz people were besieged in the southeastern area of ​​the Evergreen Corridor.

——In fact, after losing the natural barrier of the highlander clan of Anzeruta, the area between the Four Realms Wilderness and the Evergreen Corridor has now become a possible 'enemy-occupied area'.

In other words, no one dares to guarantee that the coalition forces can pass through this area safely.

Differences always existed, but under the repeated insistence of the ferocious 'wolf' who returned from the Antobra family, the coalition forces approached the vicinity of Candebell; here, Duke Branden finally had to give up his toughness.

For the first time, a heated debate broke out among the nobles.

Campbell.

The most important trading city in the west of the Four Realms.

After crossing this important hub town, you only need to walk for three or two days to reach the safe southern border of the Alkhash Mountains.

But at the same time, this route is also the most dangerous choice. Since the death of Black Moon, the scouts of the wind elves have not been to this area when they went deep into the western part of the Wilderness of the Four Realms.

The Fall of the Black Moon opened a ferocious wound between the Sublime Inland Sea and Andzlova, and the end of this wound was at the westernmost edge of Candebel. The map has lost its due role here, and the disaster has destroyed this place.

Become unrecognizable.

Or more like a black hole that preys on people.

With the appearance of the first ray of sunshine, the morning breeze began to become warmer.

But the scouts sent out have not returned yet.

Magdal understands that people's hearts have become increasingly unstable.

Without any warning, a rough hand was placed on her shoulder. The princess of Antuobuluo was slightly startled and turned back. Her blue eyes looked at her grandfather with a hint of worry and surprise -

- When she spoke, her voice was so light that it seemed she could break the loneliness of the morning: "Grandpa, why are you here? Aren't you in the tent to convince everyone...?"

"As you can see, rhetoric only works sometimes, and everyone understands the danger ahead."

The old Duke walked to the position side by side with his granddaughter, stared at the horizon in the distance, and replied.

Magdal shook his head.

This is the war with the dusk, it is a legend written in the epic, but unfortunately they happened to meet it. But everyone understands that even if they retreat to Silver Bay, they will not be able to survive.

"Mr. Brando won't lie to us." Magdale said crisply: "People may die, but we still have a chance to win."

That person, he has never let down the people who trust him——

She saw it with her own eyes.

"I also believe in him. After all, he is a descendant of that person. I once saw the exact same shadow in him. I firmly believe that they are both people who can change everything." The old Duke recalled the situation when he met Brando.

, but what he saw was a silver ocean.

On the countless floating spears and banners, and the vast wilderness, the knights shouted the name of the tsunami from the mountains.

But they all end up being one note:

"victory!"

"victory!"

"victory--!"

The tall figure remained motionless.

Until it becomes a monument engraved in everyone's heart.

Behind it is an ancient surname.

"Then why don't you explain clearly...?" Magdar asked.

Blanc shook his head.

"Everyone is brave enough, what more can you ask for? But being brave is one thing. Fearing death is not cowardice. The key is that people should know the value of death. A worthless death is dishonorable."

"But Ms. Veronica is still waiting for us. The Babel Fortress is in danger. We promised Mr. Brando."

"So I stand here with you, don't I?" The old man winked at his granddaughter playfully: "I hope the scout can bring back good news in Candebell City... If Lady Martha can still hear us

If she prays, it proves that she has not given up on her children..."

The wind blew from the fields outside Candebell.

The two suddenly stopped talking and turned around in unison.

The morning fog has retreated deep into the mountain forest. The forest sea in the distance is undulating like waves, and the sound of wind is mixed with the rustling of leaves. But Magdal suddenly realized that under such natural sounds, there were fierce arguments in the marching tent in the distance.

, has disappeared.

Did the lords reach an agreement?

How is it possible? They can't solve the problem without arguing for an hour.

Blanc was a battle-hardened general. He immediately drew his sword with his backhand and protected Magdal behind him.

Before he finished his action, he saw Duke Malvis from the Sword Plover Forest bumping out of the tent. "Behind...behind...!" the latter screamed with a white face, stumbling when he walked out of the tent.

He almost fell into the brazier, if the guard on the side hadn't caught him quickly.

Blanc took the guy from the guard, helped him up and tried to wake him up, and at the same time asked: "Damn, what happened?" He looked into the marching tent.

The tent was in chaos.

"Yellow... dusk..." Duke Malvis said incoherently, and tried to reach out and push Blanc away.

"Look at you, you useless little brat of the Malvis family, wake up!" The old Duke angrily threw him to the ground, then picked up the latter's collar and shouted at him: "What happened?

What happened, tell me clearly!"

Duke Malvis seemed to wake up just now, his eyes regained some focus, and he opened his dry and cracked lips. He was about to say something, but at this moment, an exclamation attracted Blanc's attention.

.

He turned around and saw several knights rushing out of the forest in that direction.

"Sir, our scout is back!"

The knights shouted, and before they finished speaking, a man covered in blood was helped over. Before the man lost consciousness, he shouted loudly: "Your Majesty the Duke, we have found them!"

"Who are they?" Blanc threw Malvis away and asked in that direction with a frown.

"The Cruzes, the Red Army."

"What," the old Duke was taken aback and asked hurriedly: "Where are they?"

But the scout kept shaking his head: "They asked us to run quickly, Your Majesty the Duke...it will be too late..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Blanc looked dissatisfied. The quality of the troops of the Silver Bay countries may be far inferior to the elites of several major empires, but as the sharp sword of the army, how could the scouts not be able to speak clearly? They could not even maintain their composure.

He was about to scold him, but before he could say anything, Duke Marvels, who was sitting on the ground beside him, suddenly stood up and grabbed his arm.

"Listen to him and get out of this hellish place!" Duke Malvis shouted with a pale face.

Blanc was about to scold him, but stopped. He seemed to realize something, brushed Duke Malvis's hand away, walked quickly to the edge of the forest alone, and looked northwest of Candebel.

——That is the other direction opposite to Candebel City. The vast forest forms a sea of ​​green, and a few inconspicuous little black spots seem to suddenly appear on the sky. How keen is the White Wolf Sword Saint Blanc?
To be continued...