Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 747
This does not seem to be an excessive request. Although Cyril made the request in a slightly rude way, monsters often respect the strong, and dragons often pay corresponding respect to the existence that can defeat them. Such a request should be Just accept it.

However, at this moment, a look of astonishment appeared on the face of the green dragon, and then he shook his dragon head, decisively rejecting Cyril's request.

"No, absolutely not."

He glanced at Misha who was acting as an interpreter, and then added: "I can only come out, not go back."

"You can only go out, but not back?" Cyril frowned, "You mean, those magic power cracks are one-way space doors, and they don't support going back? But obviously I also put magic power into the cracks, and still Fished out your companion."

But no matter what Cyril said, the green dragon just shook his head like a rattle. After a while, he said firmly: "Anyway, it's impossible to go back. I can help you complete other things."

Cyril lobbied several times to no avail, so he could only consider what the green dragon said.

"Another thing..."

An adult giant dragon with a tyrannical body that can use the area-wide dragon law spell "Magic Synchronization", and an underage dragon, but it is a rare magic dragon itself, and it also has the talent of folding mirrors to bounce back spells...

Coupled with the astonishingly lethal breath of the giant dragon itself, these two dragons are enough to sweep the defense of a tree of life in terms of combat power alone.

This is the race that stands at the top of the monster biological chain in this continent, the giant dragon, the supreme race whose blood has never faded since the age of gods.

If Cyril's enemies are only the people of Ao Sheng Emma now, then he is already sure to win, no matter what the opponent is the Storm Eagle of the Empire, or the veteran "Severe Finger", the proud Earth Dragon Legion, this time They couldn't even exchange human heads. Just by flying over their heads, these two giant dragons would be paralyzed by the suppressing power of their blood.

But now the target that Cyril has to consider is not the Orsan Emma, ​​but the core of the Black Forest, the remnant of the original Eternal Tree, Fisebor.

"If it's just the two of you..."

Cyril was hesitating, but he heard the sound of a flying horse flapping its wings, and then a flying horse landed behind him.

"Aris, what's the matter?" He turned his head and looked at the "Walking Golden Sun" who was stunned by the two obediently crawling dragons in front of him. The latter came back to his senses and said eagerly, "Adri Marquis En, Gru and the others are back."

The forest patrol team that was first sent into the Black Forest was led by Gru, the "Phantom Walker" among the three golden heroes of the future elves. The leader of youth.

"Take me there." Cyril turned his head and glanced at the two dragons, and said in a low voice, "You guys come here too."

"Don't you need to hide your whereabouts for them?" Misha asked.

"no need."

The place where Gru and his party stopped was not very far from where they were, and it was also a newly established frontline outpost.When the two giant dragons landed on the ground, all the guarding elves gave out vigilant calls, and they didn't calm down until they saw the young Marquis jumping off the dragon's back with his female companion.

"Where's Gru?"

"Master Gru is receiving treatment in the natural sanctuary." The guard showed a look of unbearable, "The patrol team suffered heavy losses, only three people came back, and Master Gru even lost an arm..."

"Gru's broke an arm?"

Cyril was surprised: Gelu is the best shooter among the elves. If he hadn't made trouble at the beginning, the leader of the Mufengjie archery competition must have been Gelu's.

And the archer who has lost an arm, how should he draw the bow and shoot arrows in the future?
He, Aris, and Misha quickly entered the natural sanctuary, and just after entering the door, they heard bursts of screams - an elf was pinned down by several guards, and there was a bowl-sized wound on his chest. , Black holes.The nature priest wearing a robe was projecting the light of nature on the wound. The pain made the elf twitch all over, but being held down by the guards, he could only roar to vent.

"He was almost pierced through the chest by the magic dry vine."

A low voice sounded from the side.

Cyril turned his head to look, and saw a half-elf with a gloomy face, half of his face was bandaged, and his body was wrapped in a cloak, leaning on a chair, with the corners of his eyes twitching from time to time, obviously enduring a great pain pain.

"Gru." Cyril said, "Your hand..."

"It's a blessing to be able to come back alive." Gru raised his head and replied, "This time the Black Forest is completely different from the past, and every part of it is full of aggressiveness. We entered fifty people, and only three people."

"Where have you been the furthest?"

"We walked through the territory of the old White Pine Clan. The Tree of Life of the White Pine Clan was covered with blood-sucking vines, and the green leaves were all withered. The road further east is almost impossible to move forward. Those grasses will try to climb your legs. You're dragged right into it, sucked to death by the weeds."

"Although we returned in time, the illusion of the Black Forest made us lose our ability to distinguish directions. If it weren't for the natural light that lit up from the west, I'm afraid I would have died in the grass by now."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis Adrian." Gru was about to stand up and salute to Cyril, but was immediately persuaded by Cyril.

"Is there anything worth paying attention to along the way?"

"Worthy of attention... ah." Gru recalled something, and replied, "We found a camp of the Ao San Emma."

"Au St. Emma, ​​the camp, in the Black Forest?" Cyril was astonished.

"Yes, we saw the earth dragons and earth dragon knights of the Alma St. Emma people. They ignited a kind of grass blade that we don't know, and emitted a very smelly smell to isolate the invasion of the Black Forest..."

"That is to say, the people of Ao San Emma have the ability to advance in the Black Forest?"

"I think so, although they are very slow."

"I understand." Cyril nodded, "You guys rest first."

He turned around and walked out of the natural sanctuary. As soon as he went out, he saw the elders of the Deep Forest Council who had just arrived.

"Lord Marquis, it turns out that you have arrived first...how is the situation? And the green dragon, what's going on?"

"It's not optimistic." Cyril raised his voice and said, "The people of Ao San Emma are advancing in the Black Forest. I don't know exactly what method they used, but the Black Forest, which was originally a barrier between the two sides, is no longer a place we can use. A barrier of trust."

"We need to establish a reliable detection line of defense along the forest. Once the people of Ao San Emma walk out of the black forest, their marching speed will be very terrifying. It only takes less than half a day to rush to the city of the valley city .”

Cyril was asking for a map from the person next to him, intending to circle a few key areas for defense, but the green dragon beside him suddenly let out a low growl, which startled the elf elders.

"What do you have to say?"

Misha and the green dragon exchanged a few words in a low voice, and then said: "He said, he can help us get rid of those Ulster Emma people, he also saw those Ulster Emma people in the Black Forest, by the way I also ate an earth dragon to satisfy my hunger."

"I don't intend to enter the Black Forest right now, if I lose my way..." Cyril shook his head, but the green dragon then growled a few more words.

"He said he could fly over the Black Forest, and those fog barriers wouldn't affect him."

Cyril narrowed his eyes.

"Ask him how long it would take him to annihilate 1000 troops."

Misha relayed it again.

This time, the green dragon raised his head and let out a hiccup-like laugh.

"He said... It doesn't take 10 minutes, it's just a matter of two dragon breaths."

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"The year of silence is really an unpleasant year."

Harvey Reese bit the fingertips of the leather glove, pulled the glove off his hand, put it in front of the stove, and rubbed it back and forth several times.

He looked up at the exquisitely decorated room in front of him, the firelight from the fireplace printed a warm yellow halo on the white walls, it looked like a very comfortable sofa covered with soft fur, a tall woman was leaning Lying there, holding a piece of parchment in front of his face with both hands, covering his face.

She put down the parchment in her hand, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

"Is the new year the year of death? It's really not pleasant."

She had a bong in her mouth and blew out a circular smoke ring, then smacked her lips, stood up, and pushed open the closed window of the room.

The wind and snow rushed into the house at once, almost blowing out the fire in the fireplace.She raised her hand, and a sheet of ice crystals appeared in front of her palm, which blocked the wind and snow. Through this layer of ice, she looked at the world outside the window.

The sound of jingling can still be heard clearly in the wind and snow, and the mines are covered by thick snow.But in this piece of white snow, there are several routes left by the mine carts that were pushed by people, and they were constantly run over by the mine carts, so that the snow could not cover them.

On the other side, the bright lights illuminated the night sky. Amidst the fluttering goose feathers and heavy snow, smoke rose from the chimneys, and the mine carts were transported to these houses that were lit all night.

The western mines of La Rochelle—

Gentry prices have fluctuated throughout La Rochelle over the past year due to riots in the western mining regions.Suffering from the intrusion of the war in northern Xinjiang, La Rochelle couldn't even mobilize a large enough army to suppress the mining area, so he could only let it continue to be chaotic.

However, nearly three months ago, the western mining area suddenly regained stability, mineral exports to all parts of the country resumed, and the price of Gentry returned to normal.

It's just that the new Queen, Anastasia Herman, has just ascended the throne at this time, and has no time to care about what happened in the western mining area, but she did not expect that there is already a new owner here.

"Has anything big happened in La Rochelle recently? Ruize."

"There are quite a lot of things worth talking about." Harvey Reese replied, "First of all, a month and a half ago, the people of Ao San Emma launched a swift and violent attack on Amasil from the Adelaide Sea. They used the space Teleportation technology..."

"Oh? Space teleportation?" The woman interrupted him, "Is it the technology of Hormel City?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"Go on." The woman seemed to lose interest, waved her hand, closed the window, and lazily leaned back on the sofa.

"The people of St. Emma gathered forces that were impossible to appear on the Adler Sea in the past, and launched a full-scale attack on the Adler area."

"The Adler region should have fallen, right? Tsk tsk, without the Adler Sea as a line of defense, Adler's ability to survive for three days is not bad. Although the Fifth Army stationed in Adler is elite, there is no For naval battles, relying solely on land battles, their strength has to be halved, not to mention the inferior force..."

"No, the Adler area has been defended, and they have also repelled the Ao San Emma people..." Harvey Reese observed the woman's expression, and then whispered: "All this is due to that The new Marquis of Amasir..."

"Cyril Adrian."

"Cyril Adrian, Cyril Adrian, yes, yes." The woman narrowed her eyes.

This long-lost name made her fall into the memory all of a sudden. It was hard for her to imagine that the little thing that she could crush to death more than a year ago could turn into the youngest marquis in this country.

It is true that the latter does have some potential, but the speed of promotion is too amazing.

"go on."

"This new marquis has already been deployed in the Adler area, and it is said that his personal force has reached the 'extraordinary level'."

"Extraordinary...?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, put the pipe in front of her mouth, and breathed deeply.

No one knew what she was thinking. Although Harvey Reese had followed her for nearly two years, he was still unpredictable about her behavior.

Every step of the latter made him feel unbelievable. He never imagined that the other party would actually establish an army in the western mine of the kingdom, turning one of the most important places in the kingdom into his own pocket...

And all of this coincided with the turmoil in the kingdom, and the incident that should have caused an uproar in Solkonan passed away so peacefully.The return of Gentry's price to normal also means that Solconan will no longer focus on the western mining area in a short period of time.

What's more, there is also the invasion of the Ao San Emma people as a cover——

"Is there any movement in Hormel City?"

After a long time, she opened her mouth to speak.

"The city of Hormel... the latest Blackstone compass points to the east."

"East? What's the exact location?"

"Probably... near the Amasir area, I have carried out positioning three times, but it seems to be disturbed by some force, and its coordinates cannot be accurately located."

"Interferenced by power... It's about the same, it's there."

She raised her head again and exhaled a cloud of smoke, then put the bong in her hand on the table.

"It's time for us to go, Harvey, go start it."

"Yes." Harvey Reese bowed loyally.

"Master Iris."

(End of this chapter)