Who says knights can't backstab

421 Mist
There is not a single night in the Black Forest that is safe.

Needless to say how tired the soldiers were, but the good discipline and the horror of the Black Forest that the general had been telling them made them hold back all their complaints.

They left the temporary camp at an extremely fast speed, and quickly headed southwest.In such a dark night, it is obviously irrational to rely on sentries to disperse to obtain information, so the heavy responsibility of information fell on Caroline.

In order to allow Caroline to concentrate, Cyril simply carried Caroline on his back.

Unexpectedly, the little girl is far more energetic than he thought, and it doesn't seem to take much effort for her to control the skeleton dog. She doesn't need to walk on her own feet, so she fiddles with Cyril's hair with her fingers, reaching out from time to time Poke and poke Shel, who is being carried on the back by Leonardo.

"Be careful, your puppy is missing." Cyril wanted to reprimand but was reluctant, so he could only say tactfully, "Send one to look back, the direction of the camp."

Caroline stuck out her tongue behind him and made a face, but her spirit was obediently attached to the bone dog - a bone dog turned and ran towards the direction they came from, and Caroline's report sounded in Cyril's Ringing in the ear:

"Our front is safe, our flanks are safe, where we came from... Eh, what is that?" Caroline asked in surprise, and then ouched out.

"What's wrong?" Cyril's heart tightened, but Caroline whispered in his ear aggrievedly: "The dog that went back to the camp was gone, and it saw a purple lake and stepped in it. , and then the whole thing disappeared."

Acid, erosion—these two key words came to Cyril's mind again.If I'm not mistaken, it should be that Caroline's skeleton dog stepped into the acidic venom and was instantly eroded, cutting off her spiritual link.

He was extremely grateful that he had made a correct decision, but at the same time he felt a little appalled—how long has it been since they evacuated?Is there half an hour?The camp has already been occupied by monsters, and according to Caroline's description... a lake?What monster can release such a dose of venom?

"You've done a good job, keep paying attention to your surroundings." Cyril praised Caroline, and his mind had already begun to search for monsters that might have such abilities in his mind.

What is the name of this forest?Forest of Dead Spiders?So this is a large poisonous spider monster?Strong erosiveness, rancid smell, and the mutation factor of the Black Forest—there are too many options, right?
"Cyril, Cyril, it's foggy, it's foggy around us." Caroline's panicked voice once again called Cyril's attention back, "I'm going to lose contact with my dog, I Gotta get them back."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a rush of bird calls from the forest—it was the signal of the sentries on both sides of the team. Cyril identified it as "fog".

He thumped in his heart—fog is not uncommon in the Black Forest, and the appearance of fog often means that someone will go missing.

"Attention everyone, stop and approach each other. Don't disperse!" Cyril raised his voice slightly, and quickly scanned the surroundings to confirm that the large army was still by his side.

The magic lamp floated high above the crowd, but the fog gradually thickened, causing its light to be gradually swallowed up.

The shield soldiers raised their shields and took the initiative to stand outside the team, guarding against monsters that might come out of the fog.The sentinels on the periphery also returned to the formation in time, for fear that if they were not paying attention, they would get lost in the fog.

"Cyril, something is approaching us!" Caroline screamed in a low voice, and the little hand on Cyril's shoulder couldn't help but squeezed Cyril's flesh, "Hurry up, run away, it Eyeing my dog, oops!"

Then she let out a whimper, and her body, which had been tense just now, softened all of a sudden, and stuck to Cyril's back, and her cheek was also stuck to Cyril's face: "Number two was also killed, and was killed by a Something pierced right through—”

"Through? Is it the spider's legs?" Cyril's mind was full of spider-related things at this time, but Caroline immediately denied: "No, I looked back, it only has four legs, and it uses hands to hold things Whoops, nailed No. [-] to the ground."

Four legs, armed with weapons?

Cyril was even more confused. If he thought about it in this direction, he could only think of those "punishers" who threw themselves to the side of the Black Forest, maybe... centaurs?

Although those creatures with part of the blood of war flowing in their bones also belonged to the natural side, they were more aggressive in nature, and to a certain extent, they were more likely to fall to the side of the Black Forest and become the endorsement of Nora's violent will.

But Cyril didn't have more time to guess, because the shield soldiers on the outside had already yelled in a low voice, and sent the information: "Pay attention, there are unknown creatures approaching on the left, repeat——"

The shield soldier hadn't finished speaking when Cyril suddenly caught a swift sound of wind rushing towards the shield soldier.At this moment, he drew his sword violently, and the wind elements quickly gathered on it, and then he took off the sword and flew out, tearing a blue crack in the thickening fog, and attacked in the direction of the wind.

"when!"

But hearing the sound of the collision, the shield soldier let out a horrified "嘿" sound - in front of him, a broken short spear hit his upright shield, and then fell to the ground.

At this time, Cyril finally caught the sound of footsteps coming from the mist—it was a burst of extremely light and nimble footsteps, which sounded like hooves, and there were quite a few of them.Then there was a clear elf voice:

"The filthy dead, the will of the holy Nora will surely purify you."

In an instant, a bright green light lit up in front of everyone's eyes, and the soldiers who had been under the dim light for a long time could not even open their eyes for a while.But Cyril could see it clearly—they were clearly dozens of turquoise short spears, which were being held in the hands of elegant and beautiful figures, held high at the side of his head, ready to throw at any time!
"Wait a minute! We are not dead!"

At this time, Cyril didn't care whether the voice would attract other monsters, and shouted in Elvish language loudly.Those figures who were still hiding in the mist paused after hearing his voice, and then chirping voices sounded:
"How come the undead can speak Elven language?"

"Maybe it's an elf that has taken refuge in death, it would be even more hateful—"

"Hey - they are not undead, they... how could they be human?"

"Really, why are there so many humans in the Black Forest?"

Amidst the chaotic voices, those visitors in the mist finally gave up their active attack and chose to approach the soldiers.

And Cyril finally saw clearly what kind of creatures these visitors in the mist were.

The upper body of the half-human is wearing a beautiful veil, covering their figures. The lower body is indeed a body with four hooves, but it is a deer body that is much smaller than the body of a horse——

There is no doubt that this is a group of "tree demons".

They are creatures blessed by nature.

　Actually, I originally wanted to write it as a tree demon, but when I checked today, I found that the deer in Warcraft is called a tree demon, so I just used it like that.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)