He asked in a tone; the armor on his body was particularly exquisite, and the light cyan magic power seemed to flow through the texture of the armor's surface, preventing any rain from entering.

The tall elf turned back and looked at his followers. His face was solemn, but very handsome, and his sky-blue eyes contained uneasiness and worry.

"A ball of fire, my lord. That must be Sarah's Tears."

The knights stood in the rain, looking at each other. They didn't know what the man from the central province was worried about. Isn't it just meteorites? Mortals on the earth thought that meteorites and meteors were the tears of the dragon in the sky, and only a few witches thought they were ominous.

signs of.

However, most of the crystallized meteorites come from the sea of ​​magic. Burning meteorites pass through the forest and sometimes cause wildfires. However, the meteorites themselves contain a large amount of magic crystals, which is a huge wealth. Every knight has it in their heart.

It's hot.

However, the tall elf did not answer. Everyone in the world paid attention to these minor details, but few people noticed that since the Year of Flowers and Summer Leaves, the frequency of Sarah's Tears has actually increased.

In Rochal alone, there have been more than thirty sightings.

He remembered the data displayed in the file again. Those numbers were meaningless in the eyes of an ordinary person, but in the eyes of a person of his status, they were like sharp knives inserted on the map, flashing menacingly.

Cold light.

The laws of tiamat are weakening.

But how is this possible.

Marquis Stoffen turned back and stared at the surging magic tide on the horizon. The blue skylight was like an arc reflected in his eyelids, but the light seemed a bit deep. The knights around him had no idea of ​​his true identity.

The country people only thought that a noble from the central government like him was greedy for life and afraid of death, but they didn't know that he was the Nightsong Knight of the Temple of the Wind Queen. It was really ridiculous.

The border of Saint Osor has become increasingly unstable. Unfortunately, most of the nobles in the Elven Court still stubbornly believe that it is just the disturbance of the undead, but Madalana has the energy to provoke two wars at the same time.

He had a vague feeling that things were not that simple.

The seven-month report clearly stated that the number of monsters on the border was increasing. To be precise, they were multiplying at an alarming rate. Lords from various places reported dozens of attacks, but they were deliberately concealed by the guys below who were pretending to be peaceful.

Come down.

These tricks could not be hidden from the Elf Court, but they could not be hidden from the secret knights of the temple. The priests mentioned more than once that the Great Demon Tide might be just a sign, and he, like Summer King Summer Griffin, suspected another possibility.

"I hope that good news can come back from Faenzan. The Temple of Fire is really getting more and more degenerate, and it is actually sinking into a small Eruin quagmire."

Stoffen silently hid these thoughts in his heart. He glanced at his temporary followers with disinterested expressions on their faces, turned around and pulled out his sword, the blade shining brightly in the rain: "

Be careful of the ghosts in the forest, let's move on."

The knights agreed in unison and turned around one after another.

But only Marquis Stoffen's heart always shrouded in a shadow. He looked up and looked ahead, the dark forest was like a huge mouth that swallowed everything.

In the heavy rain, he shivered for life.

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(ps: Those in the group today should know that I am attending someone else’s wedding banquet. Hey, I would have known better than to go. I came back to start coding this chapter, which messed up my time, but I feel pretty good. I could have coded a bit more.

, I checked the time and forgot about it. Now I am adjusting my schedule and striving for regular coding and updates in the future. That’s it for today. I will put up the 10,000-word chapter before five o’clock tomorrow.)

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