The atmosphere in Firmrock Fortress had fallen to rock bottom ever since the last group that had left the fortress had fled back to the fortress after suffering heavy losses.
The awe-inspiring Knight led batches and batches of warriors to intercept the Cecil's men, but they could only leave behind the corpses of their own men and flee back to the fortress. Meanwhile, the Cecil's men were still approaching the fortress day after day. They were still near the hills two days ago, but today, their flag had appeared on the plains. It was as if they were truly unstoppable.
The southern nobles were greatly shaken under such circumstances. They were already scared out of their wits, and after hearing that the Cecil's men were approaching, they began to feel restless. This reaction increased the psychological pressure on the fortress' soldiers. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was the existence of these southern nobles that magnified the threat of Cecil's men and affected the morale of the fortress.
Sir Maryland even had to personally come out and talk to the southern nobles to make them restrain themselves and calm down, no longer swaying their hearts. However, the atmosphere in the fortress was getting worse and worse, which was an unchangeable fact.
On this day, the Cecil's men finally stopped at the plains south of Firmrock Fortress and began to set up camp. The mages who used the Mage's Eye to observe the situation on the plains quickly sent back an even more disturbing news.
The Cecil's men occupied a highland in the southwest of the plains and began to set up some kind of huge magic trap on the highland.
It was far beyond the range of the fortress's catapults, and even beyond the range of any mage tower.
In the inner city of Firmrock Fortress, in a brightly lit tavern, a bearded man slammed his mug of beer on the table. Ignoring the beer spilling all over the table, he shouted with a breath full of the smell of alcohol, "That's' Skyfire '! Skyfire! I know what the Cecil's men are doing. I've seen it from afar … They use that thing and will soon break into the fortress … No one will survive! "
After that, the man raised his mug and downed the rest of the beer in one gulp. He shouted drunkenly, "Again!"
This was a destitute Knight from the South. He had fled to the fortress with the Southern nobles and had been here for dozens of days. Knight had some savings and carried some gold and silver with him, but in the end, he could not compare to the noble lords who could sing and dance in the castle. Therefore, he could only get drunk in this noisy and messy tavern, using alcohol to numb his severely injured nerves.
Ever since the appearance of Cecil's men, such abject Knight had been frequenting taverns and brothels more and more. Usually, no one would bother them, but today, someone finally could not stand it anymore. A local Knight who was stationed in Firmrock Fortress all year round suddenly stood up and grabbed the abject Knight by the collar and pulled him up from his seat. "You coward! Other than drinking here and saying some discouraging words, what else can you do?! "
The drunk and abject Knight looked at the hand that grabbed his collar. The muscles on his face twisted into a strange smile. "You're not a coward. You can try rushing up when the Skyfire falls from Cecil's men …"
The local Knight's face was full of anger. He raised his fist subconsciously, wanting to teach this southerner who was disrupting the order and shaking the people's hearts a lesson. After the Southern nobles and their followers hid in the fortress, the local soldiers and these 'outsiders' had been accumulating conflicts. And now, at this moment of depression, the conflict seemed to have finally reached the stage of eruption. But before the local Knight's fist could land, a vague sound of thunder suddenly came from afar.
Immediately after, a strange whistling sound came from the night sky, as if something heavy was coming at them at a high speed.
While the local Knight was stunned for a moment, the southern Knight that he grabbed had already let out a strange cry. Then, he did something that stunned everyone. He broke free from the hand that grabbed his collar and crawled under the table, shouting, "The Skyfire is coming! The magic of Cecil's men! "
He was not the only one. A few southern Knight and wandering soldiers in other corners of the tavern also crawled under the nearest table and shouted loudly. What they were shouting was basically the Skyfire and the magic of Cecil's men.
The local Knight was stunned for a moment. He wanted to reprimand the cowardly man in front of him, who had lost his composure as a Knight. But then, a deafening explosion came from the direction of the southern wall. The loud noise shook the wooden structure of the tavern, causing a large amount of dust to fall from the roof beams. The tavern was instantly in chaos.
The southern Knight, who had crawled under the table, poked his head out and shouted at the chaotic tavern, "The Skyfire! The Skyfire is coming! Find a place to hide! Get on the ground! Don't run around standing! "
"Calm down! Order! Take your weapons and report to the wall! "The local Knight shouted at the top of his lungs." Don't run around! "
However, the second and third explosion soon followed, and his efforts were in vain. The explosions continued to come from the southern part of the fortress, and the last one seemed to explode above everyone's heads.
But in the midst of the continuous explosions, which were like the high-grade spells cast by great sorcerers, the southern Knight, who had crawled under the table, came out again. Along with him were a few other southern Knights and soldiers who had immediately found a place to hide.
"Something's not right …" The southern Knight muttered to himself. "It didn't fall on the ground … it didn't fall on the fortress …"
The local Knight could not hear the whisper at all. He shouted in the midst of the chaos, "What did you say?!"
"I said something's not right! The Skyfire didn't break in! "
The southern Knight suddenly roared. Then, under the stunned gazes of the people in the tavern, a few southerners suddenly rushed out of the tavern.
They rushed to the open space outside the tavern, endured the fear that came from their nerves, and looked up in the direction of the explosion. Then, they saw the huge barrier that covered the entire Firmrock Fortress.
A layer of hazy halo rose from the dark and solemn wall of Firmrock Fortress. On the wall, countless magic runes were shining, and the energy barrier that shrouded the fortress was glowing under the support of the magic runes. Through the translucent halo, the southerners could clearly see a few pale blue streaks of light in the night sky quickly streaking across the darkness and hitting the barrier — or the wall in the distance.
The thunderous explosion sounded. The southern Knight and his companions subconsciously went limp, but the explosion only rose outside the barrier. The huge flame was like a large firework cast by an illusionist. It was deafening, shaking the air, and stirring up layers of brilliance on the surface of the energy barrier, but in the end, it did not transmit into the barrier.
More pale blue streaks streaked across the night sky and landed on the barrier and the wall, but the southern Knight and his companions stood firm. They stared at the terrible Skyfire exploding outside the barrier, and the fear on their faces was finally replaced by ecstasy.
The terrible "Skyfire" was stopped.
The legendary ancient magic wall of Firmrock Fortress proved its strength.
It was safe inside the fortress!
"The Skyfire was stopped by the barrier!" "The barrier stopped them!" "Cecil's men can't break in!" "We're safe!"
The cheers came from the southerners first, and then the other soldiers and Knight in Firmrock Fortress who were extremely nervous and uneasy cheered.
The nobles and Knight of the Castle District also cheered.
"Ladies! Gentlemen! We can be at ease now. "Sir Maryland stood on a high platform in the main hall of the castle. He opened his arms and smiled as he looked at everyone below him. He looked at the southern nobles who had joyful expressions on their faces, as well as the knights who were relieved." It seems that the 'fancy toys' of the Cecil people aren't invincible. They can still be intercepted by the magic barrier! "
One of the southern nobles stood up and bowed deeply to Sir Maryland in an exaggerated gesture. He then turned around and said to everyone in an exaggerated aria, "My friends, we can take the red wine out of the cellar now!"
After trembling in the extremely tense atmosphere for so long, the nobles seemed to need a banquet to calm themselves down.
Before the banquet began, the 'Skyfire' that fell from the sky gradually subsided. It seemed that even Cecil's men realized the power of Firmrock Fortress, or that their magic devices needed to cool down and rest. This situation made the atmosphere in the fortress more relaxed.
Sir Maryland and his knights were still able to control their emotions, but those southern nobles … They seemed to have been suppressed too much and were too nervous. After they finally managed to relax, their banquet almost turned into a vengeful carnival.
But Sir Maryland smiled and allowed all of this. In his opinion, these poor gentlemen really needed to relax. They had been under too much pressure for a while.
The Castle District was brightly lit, and the banquet quickly began.
The celebration of the nobles seemed to be too sudden and exaggerated, but the nobles were such a group. Banquets were not only their entertainment, but also their social, work, and even daily life. They knew that the soldiers in other parts of Firmrock Fortress would still be at their posts, so they could boldly toast in the banquet hall. The nobles were good at banquets, and they were used to holding banquets for any reason and in any name, not to mention the current situation where the reason was sufficient.
However, Viscount Carroll could not stand the overly intense atmosphere change. After staying in the banquet hall for a while, he felt stuffy and found an excuse to leave the hall. He went outside and found a quiet place on the terrace to breathe the fresh night air.
This was the highest terrace in the Castle District. From here, he could clearly see the situation of the magic barrier.
The magic barrier of Firmrock Fortress was still in an active state. A layer of translucent energy shield shrouded the outside of the wall and was faintly connected to the magic metal buried inside the wall. With the help of the ancient and powerful magic focus inside the fortress and the magic energy accumulated by the wall during the day, this layer of barrier could last until the next day, until the sun rose again and recharged the barrier. Even if there was no sun on the second day, the several large mage towers in the fortress could still extract energy from the magic focus underground to maintain the normal operation of the barrier at a lower power level.
Looking at the magic barrier in the distance, Viscount Carroll, who was inexplicably agitated, felt a little relieved. He gently exhaled and looked further through the translucent light curtain.
The attack of the Cecil army had ended in such a short time. It ended so abruptly that Viscount Carole, who had experienced the bombardment of Shatterstone Ridge, couldn't help but feel a little unnatural. He pondered for a moment and drew a few runes in the air, activating 'Mage's Eye' for himself.
His vision instantly projected into the distance. In his slightly distorted and shaky vision, he saw Cecil's camp operating as usual under the night sky.
The details that the Mage Eye could see were limited, but there was one thing that he could be sure of. The Cecil soldiers were leisurely adjusting the Skyfire Device, chatting and laughing around the bonfire. They definitely didn't have the slightest air of defeat …
A series of footsteps sounded behind him. Viscount Carroll immediately dispelled the magic effect of the Mage's Eye. At the same time, he heard Luo Peini's voice. Countess Glen's slightly cold voice came from behind. "Viscount Carroll, what are you doing?"
Carroll turned around and saw the awe-inspiring lady who led everyone to escape from hell. He could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then he frowned again. "Countess Glen, I think something is wrong!"
Luo Peini's thin eyebrows raised slightly. "Something is wrong?"
"Cecil's attack can't be so weak. They bombarded Shattered Rock Ridge for an hour. It doesn't make sense that they would be so relaxed when attacking Firmrock Fortress," Viscount Carroll said anxiously. "I just saw it with the Mage's Eye. Their camp is in good order, and there is no sign of the attack being thwarted."
"Is that so? This is really a disturbing situation." Countess Luo Peini's face became serious. She seemed to be subconsciously rubbing a ring on her finger. "It's too disturbing."
"I'm going to remind Sir Maryland," Viscount Carroll said with a frown. But as soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Luo Peini curiously. "But then again, Countess, why did you leave the banquet hall? Did you find something? "
"I just came back from the wall," Luo Peini said lightly. "Have you forgotten? Sir Maryland gave us the task of guarding the second wall and part of the Mage Tower. Unfortunately, almost everyone was drinking in the banquet hall, so I had to come out and do something."
"Thank God that a lady like you is still vigilant," Viscount Carroll exclaimed. He was about to walk to the castle area. "We are going to report to Sir Maryland —"
His words came to an abrupt halt.
A soft and slightly cold hand grabbed his arm. The ring on the hand was emitting a faint blue light.
Viscount Carroll felt a cold numbness spread from his arm to his whole body. He struggled to turn his head slightly and saw Luo Peini's expressionless face. Glen's expressionless face tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.
He heard the beautiful lady in front of him talking to him. She was very close to him and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Viscount, do you know that 11 years ago, when the thugs attacked my husband's castle, only a loyal sentinel stood on the watchtower and tried to stop the thugs with a crossbow?"
Luo Peini? Galen pulled away a little. As Carroll looked at her in horror, she pushed his body little by little.
"That sentinel was the same age as you when he fell from the watchtower. Your Knight probably didn't mention this little detail when he went back to report to you."
Viscount Carroll's body leaned to a dangerous angle on the edge of the balcony. He moved his eyes stiffly, but other than moving his eyes, he could not move at all. After a mage's ability to cast spells was first sealed, it was almost impossible for him to break through the restraint of his body with his muscle strength.
At the last moment, Luo Peini gently pushed Viscount Carroll.
At the last moment, the viscount only heard a vague sentence in the wind, "… That's how the sentinel fell."
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