"Actually, I have been wondering if I made a mistake in choosing to learn swordsmanship when I was young."
The person who said this was William Greco, who had walked to Uzov's side.
The person who had been pouncing on the Dark Elf woke up with a start and hurriedly got up. Uzov looked up with a bitter face. When he saw the 'white' Sword Saint, he could not help but chuckle.
The Sword Saint with messy hair and covered in dust said helplessly, "Alright, I don't need anyone to remind me how bad I am now. So, please don't talk about this. "
At this moment, Maybach, who was in a daze, propped herself up and stared blankly at everything that had been ravaged in front of her. Her neck seemed to be stiff as she forced herself to turn around and look at Uzov. She asked hesitantly, "This is … made by Little Cricket?"
"You don't know anything and you dare to bring that thing out. Aren't you afraid of losing yourself? I don't think the Resurrection Spell can save you after taking that shot. "Uzov stretched out his hand and pulled Maybach up from the ground. At the same time, he pulled up the nearby team members to confirm their condition.
However, everyone stared blankly at the road that led straight to the top of the mountain. On both sides of the road, there were remnants of tree trunks that gradually grew taller. At the edge, half of the tree crown had disappeared, leaving only half of the tree crown facing outwards. A little further away, at the last position of the Earth Dragon, only four gigantic feet were left, as proof of the ferocious beast's existence.
Other than that, there were rocks and broken trees that were blown into this area during the final phase of the raging wind, as well as a few unlucky fellows who were unable to stabilize themselves.
Everyone forgot the pain on their bodies and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief. Even the craftsmen who had run a short distance away also came back at this time. They had the same expression as they looked at the same scenery. No one made a sound.
Uzov suddenly said, "I once thought that the resurrected Lord Demon King was very dangerous. One day, he would show his ambition to conquer the world again and use fear to dominate the Lost Land again. So, I volunteered to become their follower, as a bell hanging around the cat's neck. I hope that when things break out, I will have the opportunity to warn the world and give everyone more time to prepare. — "
Uzov's voice attracted everyone's attention and became the center of attention.
"— But I later found out that the former Demon King's goal was only revenge. When she had no target or reason for revenge, she was just a very powerful Magician, just like the great Magicians and Warlock Saints in the Land of Mystery. Of course, this powerful Magician was stronger than many people, but he was still not a threat. The truly dangerous one was the man who could walk together with the former Demon King. — — "
Everyone thought of the black-robed man who looked like a skull. Actually, he wasn't like this in the past. However, some people didn't understand why that man would receive such an evaluation. Some people were worried that the man might have some hidden ambition.
"He had no ambition, no strong desire, and could even be said to be somewhat weak and indecisive. But I had no doubt that everything he did could kill himself and drag the entire world down with him. Compared to the malice of bad guys, this kind of childish innocence scares me even more. "
If it was at night, chatting around the campfire, these words would only be treated as a joke, and then a series of bragging competitions would begin. But looking at the scene in front of them, no one could laugh. If they knew that someone was now colluding with the World Trees, they would probably once again refresh their understanding of the bottom line.
But this was also because someone wasn't present. If Lin was present, he definitely wouldn't have any unnecessary emotions. Because as a group of people from Earth who had the nuclear bomb reserves to destroy Earth seven times, and as a loyal believer of Gundam New Century W, it was necessary to consume the SP1 self-destruct skill, wasn't it?
Just as everyone was at a loss, the young man from the scout team ran over, panting. "Boss, I think I found the fragrant cedar wood. Hmm, do we still need it? "
Everyone smiled bitterly. Yes, that was a good question, do we still need it?
On the other side, the mole in the Grand Duke's team of craftsmen, who knew that he had been exposed and that his plan had failed, took advantage of the fact that everyone was blown down by the wind, including the people who captured him, was careless, and ran away, intending to escape into the forest behind. As long as he could enter the forest, he would have the ability to deal with everyone and even escape alive.
Because he was a step too slow, and because everyone had underestimated the strength of the mole, the members of the Turtledove Alliance who were in charge of looking after him couldn't catch up. They could only shout from behind to attract everyone's attention.
The angry Uzov stretched out his hand toward Myr, and the dark elf understood what this man wanted. He took off the rifle on his back, patted the dust off it, and handed it to Uzov.
Uzov Gantia pulled the trigger, raised the gun, aimed, and fired. All of his actions were done in one go without making a loud sound. In the distance, the mole, who was only one step away from running into the forest, suddenly fell down and stopped moving. Then, he pushed the gun to the side and returned it to the dark elf.
Perhaps no one went forward to confirm it, but a few veterans clearly saw that the back of his head had been hit, and he had fallen in that way. That guy was definitely hopeless. They had seen the wound on the rifle a lot these days.
At this moment, the head of the guards walked to Uzov's side and asked, "I thought you were going to ask about the mastermind behind this. You killed him just like that? "
"Cut off his head, take care of it, and bring it back. I have a Lich in my family. Even if someone is dead, he has a way to make them tell the truth. In other words, it's more convenient for people to die. The reason why we don't approve of that person using this method to make people talk is because we can't be sure if the captured person is innocent or not. But this guy has already committed this crime, so there's no way he's innocent. Anyway, we have to kill him. It's just a matter of time. It's not important whether he's willing to talk or not. "
"As you wish." The head of the guards waved his hand, and naturally, there were other alliance members who went forward to carry out the task. But the head of the guards' question wasn't over yet. He looked at his long-time friend. "Then, are we still cutting down trees?"
Scratching his head, Uzov's expression was no longer serious, but rather a bit helpless. He said, "Since there's a clue, then let's go take a look. If that was the case, this mission would be completed successfully. If not, then we'll go home. I believe that there must be a replacement for those pieces of wood, right, master? "
The last sentence was naturally directed at the most respected master craftsman in the Grand Duke's team of craftsmen. In fact, as long as they relied on influential people, these craftsmen were no longer just pure craftsmen. Sometimes, their stubbornness wasn't because of their persistence in their work, but because they wanted to show off their status.
But because the mole was his apprentice, the master was probably a little busy with his own affairs. Not to mention whether the noble would accept his boss's formal protest to Duke Carvey. Encountering such a thing, there would probably be a wave of turmoil within the Grand Duke. At this time, there was no point in trying to put on a show of status and pretending to insist. Uzov, who was well aware of the situation, asked this question.
The old craftsman who was asked had been doing this kind of scheming for the rest of his life. How could he not understand the meaning of the president of the Technology Guild? He looked in the direction of his proud apprentice with an ugly expression. He didn't know if it was because of his beloved apprentice's betrayal or because he was killed.
But what could he do? The fact of betrayal couldn't be faked. And not only did he betray the Grand Duke, but he also betrayed himself as his teacher. That Earth Dragon didn't care about who had a high status or who had a low status. In the face of the cruelty of nature and death, everyone was equal, even if the Emperor was present.
For Lin, he received news about the logging team that night. In fact, the family in the Holy City was also in a state of cleaning up the aftermath.
The night before should have been a peaceful night like the past. However, because the West Hall was under construction, many people in the family temporarily left for various reasons. Therefore, the large house was not like the past, which seemed deserted and messy. Even with the addition of Marquess Barland and her deacons and servants, they were not like those who were not there, who dared to talk loudly and play loudly.
The habits of these cats were indeed similar to their counterparts on Earth. Even if they were helped to arrange a comfortable environment and a warm bed, they still stayed where they wanted to stay, instead of following the humans' instructions to walk a specific route and sleep in a fixed position.
However, compared to their counterparts on Earth, the magic cats still had an advantage. That was, they didn't have to specially prepare a cat litter box for them, and of course, they didn't have to clean their feces. They would run to a specific place in the courtyard to relieve themselves. At least, they had never heard of anyone's feet being treated to a cat feces trap. They even learned how to flush the toilet! And then they had a lot of fun …
When they went to bed that night, the cats' favorite place to stay was actually the East Hall. It was also the place where the black dragon Augustus rested and slept after he changed back to his dragon form.
Dragons, who were feared by all magical beasts, actually became the magic cats' roommates. If this kind of thing was told to the outside world, no one would believe it. But it happened in this family. Of course, this might have something to do with the fact that Augustus was an old dragon in his twilight years. Compared to the dignity of the dragons, he preferred to drag people to listen to him. The two fat boys were like this, and so were the three kittens.
As for Hardy, who was keen on patrolling at night for a short period of time, he thought he could help this family. But ever since it saw how the invaders were silently eliminated, its heart had turned cold. Now, he would come out in the middle of the night to wander around, really just to wander around. And he wouldn't stay at home. Instead, he would run outside, wander around the Holy City, and visit the small animals everywhere.
Even so, there would still be people patrolling in the house. Before the two girls went to bed, they would walk around everywhere. It wasn't to guard against foreign enemies or thieves, but to make sure that all the places were properly tidied up, that the doors that should be closed, and that the faucets that should be turned on were properly fixed. Was there any place that the two lawless fat boys messed up? They neglected it during the day and didn't tidy it up properly.
In the past, it was inevitable that there would be some places that Vana or the two apprentices didn't take care of. But since there were more servants of the Marquess, patrolling before bed was more like a habit. It seemed that if they didn't do it, they wouldn't be able to sleep well at night.
But this night's night patrol was different.
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