From what direction to escape? How many things to take away? How many things to give up? Who should even be the first to take care of? Who else is an abandoned child who can be caught without any harm? Discussions like this make it difficult for outsiders present to listen. Standing at the back, he should be the most aggressive and familiar Magic Fencer, interrupting the words of the female dark elves and loudly saying, "We haven't lost yet. It's not that we don't have a chance to keep this land that we finally found."
The interrupted female dark elves glared angrily at the speaking Magic Fencer, with one of them wielding a long whip and mercilessly whipping the other. "It seems you must learn more about how to face women politely," he said angrily
When the wailing and whipping stopped, the whipping woman looked at us dumbfounded. At the same time, a dark fairy magic swordsman hurriedly entered the tent. Half kneeling in front of the whip wielding woman, he whispered the news of his investigation.
With a snort, the female dark fairy crossed her hands and assumed a proud posture. Her slightly chubby figure further accentuated her proud expression, which was repulsive. She said, "You didn't deceive me. There is indeed a team of over 200 people coming nearby. They are stationed by the road leading to the east, and it seems that they are planning to ambush us late at night or dawn!"
"We have no need to deceive you!" Diego replied forcefully. He doesn't have many opinions about the matrilineal dark fairy society, but his attitude of not treating others as people makes him very disgusted.
The female dark fairy, who seemed to remember something, spoke fiercely and asked, "Humans, you came here not just to inform this matter, right?"
The main purpose must ultimately be stated, and while Diego was still considering what approach and wording to use, Mifarar had already stood up. In the eyes of several humans, this is like a declaration of battle, with danger looming.
"We're just here for a short sword, God's love song..."
Mifarar's words were not yet finished when the toughest female dark fairy interrupted her and angrily cursed. It seems that her foresight of human greed is quite intelligent, and she even needs to punish any greedy outsider for it. Malicious language flowed like a tide, accompanied by her saliva constantly gushing out. She didn't realize that such actions were pushing herself to the edge of death, and her right hand, holding up the whip, was like a carriage welcoming the Grim Reaper.
"Collision!" A gunshot stopped the situation at the scene, and one part of the whip was falling to the ground. Ye Rong stood up and said coldly, "Hand over what we want, and then wherever you want to escape; or go all the way to hell first, and we'll spend some time finding things. Choose one of the two paths. If you're willing to sit down and talk, maybe you can have more options."
"Kaka!" The sound of the gun pulling pulled everyone's thoughts back. Undoubtedly, the sniper rifle in Yerong's hand is a quite threatening weapon. Although only one bullet can be fired at a time, no one present wants to be the first victim. However, compared to modern weapons such as firearms, there are no more threatening than two steel mechs.
In the magical history of dark elves, the magical images made from magic and alchemy have always been a formidable force, especially the steel magical images, not to mention one that was even made into the shape of a spider. They once admired them, but also abandoned their form. They don't need to be very familiar with the exact strength, as long as they know that the other party is not easy to solve, it is important intelligence for survival.
The last female dark fairy stood up and stopped any unfavorable development, instructing people to take the injured Magic Fencer down to heal. Diego, with his sharp eyes, recognized the other person as one of the fugitives from the beginning. The deflated female dark fairy sat weakly back in her original seat, replaced by the woman who had received their help and had a conversation with Diego. Her slender figure paired with a gentle face may have worn away her sharpness a long time ago. But what comes in exchange is the ability to ease things down. Fire and strong winds always have the power to fuel destruction.
"I'm sorry, the Magic Fencer from the Chaos Temple have no intention of being enemies with you. I have instructed someone to bring up the short sword that may be what you want, please take it yourself. As for us, we need to prepare to leave here."
"Why don't you resist? You still have the strength to fight against us," said Diego, puzzled. I saw the other party shaking their head and saying dejectedly, "No! We, who lost the grace of the gods a long time ago, have long lost our divine power. Our family's ability to sustain itself until now is just a miracle. Perhaps the gods want us to pay more in order to take our lives."
At this point, Diego understood why the atmosphere he felt upon entering the territory of the dark elves was unusual. Because they have lost the trust of gods they have relied on for a long time, the degree of damage to their faith is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. No wonder one by one, like dead people who have lost hope, can only threaten those who dare not resist like paper tigers. Once faced with external forces, regardless of their size, they only have the chance to fall in response or flee upon hearing the news, but there are still a small number of exceptions.
Goddess and Crass, who have captured several dark elves, must have known their mentality. No wonder he dares to go on a fierce expedition, threatening to capture all the dark demons. Otherwise, who dares to treat this race like this, unless it is a lunatic who is not afraid of facing even more terrifying retaliation.
The female dark fairy who spoke continued, "Outsiders can't even imagine the pain we had in wandering in the desert in the past. Not only have the family pastors lost their strength, but our mother-in-law has also permanently lost her sight and hasn't said anything." She looked sadly at the female dark fairy sitting in the main seat with her eyes closed and silent.
"But you still have other powers! It's not just through Rose's shelter that you can defeat the enemy..."
Diego's words only increased the fear and dissatisfaction of the dark elves, conveying such a message without reservation from their blue eyes. Some of them trembled and said, "Please don't use the names of the gods directly! Forgive the ignorant people." However, such emotions only exist among women, and the male dark fairy magic swordsmen standing behind them all showed expressions of resentment and injustice.
Women who try to persuade and fear the current situation and situation, but the deep-seated fear in their hearts is not easy to eliminate. The female dark fairy who used to whip people argued with Diego on the spot, and she couldn't hear a word praising the spider god. Gradually, Diego's patience was also worn away. Before he lost his past calmness and cursed loudly, someone had already carried several refined short swords into the tent.
For a moment, all the stuffiness in my stomach was dispelled by the main purpose of this profession. A short sword with a light blue and floral pattern coiled around it, clearly resembling the armor of God, caught the attention of several humans and angels. Mifara lightly picked up the short sword and pulled it out of its sheath, as if echoing a companion whom she had not seen for millions of years. The white weak light wrapped around the blade of her arm. Light powder sprinkled on the angel's hair, setting off this moment for her like the enchanting moon of the past, the most enchanting moment.
Suddenly, the soft resonance became sharp, as if protesting against something. Mifarar instinctively sheathed his sword, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Other talents awaken from dreams.
"I'm leaving," said the simple narrative, as Mifarar had already opened the tent and left.
Leave three people looking at each other. Yerong first spoke up and said, "What should we do? Although they agree that we can take God's Love Song with us at will, should we stay and help? But more than 200 people came to kill us in a grand manner."
Unlike before, Diego showed a different kind of indifference and said, "What can I do for you? Moving? Running away, with or without us, it doesn't make much difference."
"But..."
"I hope to have a strong helper, and I must first have the consciousness to cheer up! Otherwise, even if I finish helping this time, there will still be a second or third time. Or do you want to stay here for a lifetime and be a nanny? Their lifespan is much longer than yours, so what if you die?"
Yerong, who wanted to say something more, was stopped by Dilarocha's hand on his shoulder. Diego turned his back to the crowd and turned his head slightly, saying, "There is no place in this world called hell. If there is, it is just a group of people who don't know how to jump out of the world. If Rose is the only Lord, I will definitely resist this injustice to the end. Unfortunately, He is not the only one, and I still maintain the determination to resist any injustice!"
After speaking, Diego only slightly bowed and left. Ω 13 cleverly followed behind, while Yerong and Dilarocha shrugged weakly and bowed towards the back before leaving. Unfortunately, they left too early, otherwise they would have seen the seemingly silent mistress with all white pupils when she opened her eyes.
It's been a long time since I saw such tenderness in Mifarar's expression, and Yerong sat on the side sighing. Not long after leaving the settlement of the dark elves, the sun had already sunk below the horizon. Echoing the moonlight, starlight, and campfire radiance is the weak light from God's love song, which also attracts the form that Mifarar should have. Six pure white wings naturally hang behind the angel, and on a windless night, the angel seems to be immersed in a gentle breeze.
In addition to angels, the three humans present also felt the breath of God's love songs, and the natural tones sublimated into the most beautiful music in their ears. Yerong deeply felt that it was a night without fine wine, which also made him slightly tipsy. The two Magic Fencer were also immersed in this peaceful atmosphere and tried to forget about the upcoming battles in other places.
The mechanical soldiers of steel are speechless, observing the entire world in indifference. In its inorganic heart, perhaps what it can taste is a taste different from that of humans. Yerong used to believe that dolls made were soulless objects. Even today, seeing Ω 13's personality and style, he still holds the same opinion. He was convinced that it was not a soul, it was a spiritual existence distinct from the soul.
Ω 13 is different from humans, and it will never achieve the same results as humans. But the path of being human is not the only one that can be pursued. In it, Yerong saw Ω 13 trying to understand the world with inorganic eyes. This is accepting and acknowledging oneself, it is not ashamed to be a machine for slaughter, on the contrary, it also quite enjoys this body. In just a short amount of contact time, Yerong was able to get such a deep feeling, even he himself was quite surprised. Perhaps it won't be fake, it's the attitude that this mech soldier is most proud of towards humanity.
This is the night when the journey ends, and Yerong doesn't want to put too much effort into some irrelevant matters. Perhaps it's not insignificant, but it's true that it has nothing to do with oneself. Magic Fencer of the Chaos Temple didn't mention the situation of the dark elves at all. At this moment, the angel only had the presence of God's love song in his eyes. What could he do alone? Moreover, the dark elves have to run away overnight, but they don't have to automatically send themselves to death, so they don't need to do anything.
Is it just that it's over? No! We still have to walk back to the Temple of Chaos first, and there is still a good job we have taken on. There is still a long time to go, and the talks are still early to end. This is just an adventure on the way back. Lie down by the campfire, wrapped in a warm blanket. The journey over the past twenty days, like previous adventures, has already taken a small place in his heart. The starlight is still there, I wonder if she is looking at the same stars as me now? No! She is staring at the love song. Yerong smiled lightly.
The Moon - the Great River has replaced Meiyi as the third bright moon, and just past the midline, she seems to be signaling the arrival of late night. If it's in Lockstone or some big cities, there should be a clock tower indicating the current time, the first moment of the ugly time.
It should be the heaviest time to sleep, even angels holding the love song of God, still in a deep sleep that has not been tasted for a long time, but there is someone sneaking up. Found his own curved sword, bid farewell to his companions with his unique gentle gaze, and silently disappeared into the range illuminated by the campfire.
In the darkness, with the faint moonlight, we found the invader's camp. Even though the other party formed a temporary army, their morale was extremely strong under the temptation of money. On the night of the scheduled attack, the campsite was brightly lit and bustling with people. While everyone was busy organizing their weapons, they also drank alcohol to boost their spirits, as if they had determined that the target object was completely unconscious.
I don't know who proposed the technique of sneak attack at night. But even when it comes to acting, I don't do the whole set. The sneaky things are so blatant in my own place. It can be seen that this temporary opponent still needs to be tested in fact, Diego commented in his heart.
However, due to such an environment, his original thoughts were dispelled. I originally planned to launch a counterattack in the dark, but now that I'm alone, the chance of coming out is almost zero. He wouldn't consider such a situation.
Recalling the terrain I had seen during the day, I had another plan in mind. Bending down slowly, Magic Fencer from the Chaos Temple once again retreated into the darkness.
The two giant rocks standing by the roadside are the closest road to the Oasis from the coalition forces of Goddess and Crass, and also the most suitable defensive location nearby. If there are enough manpower
Looking around, pondering how to use the terrain here to obstruct intruders. Assuming that the dark elves do as planned, they begin to retreat after leaving. The more time the invaders are blocked, the greater the chance for the dark elves to escape, which is also the strategic consideration of this battle.
Holding the handle of the curved knife, he tightened and loosened it one by one, showing the restlessness in his heart when it appeared. He is not allowed to easily sacrifice his life, and he himself does not want his life to end here.
"Hello!"
With a sudden sound, Magic Fencer raised his curved sword and swung backwards. The familiar figure grabbed the left wrist holding the knife and lowered his voice, cursing, "It's so slow to come over!"
This scared Magic Fencer who thought he had sneaked out, not only his childhood companion standing in front of him, but also Lockstone's mechanic sitting behind wiping the musket.
"You..."
"If you want to stop that group of people from moving, this is the most advantageous location. I've been waiting here for a long time, where did you just run to?"
Retrieving the curved blade, Magic Fencer sneered softly. Yerong walked over from behind and cursed, "What are you laughing at? You were the loudest speaker of whether or not to help, but you were the first to run out, and the slowest to come out was still you! A super monster with self contradiction!"
Putting aside his laughter, Diego said sternly, "I don't have any self contradiction. I'm not helping those dark elves, I'm just trying to stop unjust behavior. These are two different choices, but they happen to be related."
"Yes~Yes! It's all you're saying, you can say whatever you want!" Yerong lifted his eyes and said with a disdainful expression.
"On the contrary, it's you. What should we do with the love song of God?" Diego asked back, and Yerong immediately responded, "Just give the love song of God to Mipha's sister. Look at her sleeping in her arms, who can snatch it away!"
"What about the musket technique? We can't just carry your head back and learn it."
"Don't say that, I really want to go back alive. By the way! Do you want to ask Mifara Sister and Ω 13 for help? With them around, everything can be easily solved."
Upon hearing such a proposal, Dilarocha immediately shook her hand and said, "We slipped out and said they didn't know it was a scam. But I think since they haven't followed suit, it's best not to force them to do things they don't want to do, otherwise the consequences will be difficult to move forward as expected."
"What should we do?" Yerong asked.
Tell me about the situation of the intruder that I just discovered and make a rough judgment about it. Diego thought to himself, "The best way is to negotiate directly..." Before he could finish speaking, Yerong immediately interrupted him, "No way! Do you want to reason with them?"
"No," Diego shook his head and responded, "I have no confidence in convincing them. But if we can make them feel threatened and oppressed, we can achieve the goal of procrastination, or even push them back. After all, these people are just scattered groups gathered for possible benefits. I think their centripetal force and tacit understanding with each other are very insufficient."
After thinking for a while, Yerong said, "Why not just block in the middle of the road and scare them!"
Two Magic Fencer heard Yerong's opinion and glanced at each other. Dilarocha asked, "What is the current situation with sniper rifles?"
Yerong, who was asked, answered inexplicably, "I tried it on the road before coming to the oasis, and it has returned to its normal level."
Lundiago asked, "What about shooting at night? Are you sure?" Yerong thought for a moment and nodded in response.
"Okay!" Diego decided on his plan and said, "Ye Rong, you should choose a place to hide at the giant rock. Not only should you hide it discreetly, but you should also be able to shoot easily. The task of blocking the way will be entrusted to the two of us. When I make a gesture, I will shoot in the direction of my comparison, but remember not to hurt anyone. If you hurt someone, you are afraid that the other party will react too aggressively. If everything goes smoothly, it should be possible to delay a lot of time."
Upon learning about the content of Diego's plan, the three of them further discussed the details and proceeded to their assigned locations. Everything is just waiting for the arrival of the other party.