Dawn of the Grey Tower

The human army began to make a promotion after noon, but the small tail that has been following from the molten iron city has not continued to follow. The elves didn't keep up. Atticus saw that after the flags of many nobles, only one elf sentry carefully lifted half of his body out of the hillside, coldly watching the humans leave. Did they give up? The Iron Knight frowned, thinking, or did these sharp-eared children of the forest feel uneasy and frightened about the next trip? No, they have no reason to do that. There are other reasons for the elves to give up their intention to follow, some reasons that they have not yet thought of.

After the long knight turned his head and no longer looked at the hillside, the elf sentry looked like an eagle's mongoose and quickly retracted his body. He turned and used his back as a skateboard, and the whole person slid down from the shade of the hillside, and then used this force to push hard at the end of the slope, and landed like an antelope to his companion. The sentry kneeled on the ground on one knee, rewarding what he saw with the same respect as the elder. "Humans have set off, elder. Are we going to release a falcon to track their whereabouts?"

"No," Atwood, who had been sleeping, answered this time. He opened his eyes and his long eyebrows shivered. "We no longer need to continue to participate in this battle. Your majesty has indicated that the ratmen are no longer a disaster in this world, and some people have earned them the qualification to survive. Next, it depends on whether they can survive."

All elves showed their respect when they heard the word "His Majesty". They knew that this word would only represent one existence in the Elven language, the origin and return of the green in the world. But the other elf sentinel seemed to remember something. She frowned. "But elder, Beckham is still in human hands. Should we bring him back?"

Green Staff stood up, and the stag behind him also sniffed at the pace of his master. "Buckham is one of us, but we have no right to bind him in the forest. He has the ability to choose his own path. When he returns home, we welcome his return." The old elf He said, shaking his hands, and coincidentally, a large number of birds also flew out of the nearby forest, as if responding to his words.

"Never worry about the children who stepped out of the forest. When they walk through the shaded woodland, someone will naturally take care of them." After that, Atwood rode his own stag and chose one from the antlers. The hip flask, unscrew the lid and pour a sip. "And what we have to do is to ensure that this green will last forever."

After listening to the elder's words, the female sentry nodded to the companion. The latter put a leaf in his mouth and blew out a loud and clear sound. The elves hiding nearby knew that this was a rallying signal, and responded one after another. The falcons released by them for reconnaissance also hovered in the air under the call of the master. Then flew in the direction of the molten iron city ...

The falcon's wings passed through the mist, and the moist air could not affect its sharp vision. A few drops of rain silk connect the heavens and the earth, making the king in his eyes look like an old film with improper preservation. The trained memory accurately found his target among the buildings. The raptor gently vibrated its wings and flew towards a two-story building. On the signboard on the door of this small building was written "Crimson Blood".

The window opened on time before the falcon had touched it, a pair of slender arms wrapped in expensive silk clothing pushed it away, and let the birds that broke into the room land on the leather protector on his right arm. "Oh dear, look at you, they are all wet." The woman in the red dress picked up a dried jerky from the table and placed it in the mouth of the raptor as a reward. As she turned around, the red skirt swayed in the fire. Emia put the animal on the shelf by the fire, and pulled out the stationery tied around her paw.

"How is it going?" Closed the window with one eye, and turned to ask. Hawk was originally a tool that her men trained to transmit intelligence. It's just that before the witch casts a spell on them, these raptors can't send messages like a pigeon for a long distance, they will always be attracted by other things, just like other predators.

Amyah was half lying on a bench by the fire, looking at the contents of the stationery through the firelight, which are some encrypted text, but the witch can crack it without consulting any information in his excellent memory they. Her beautiful profile is enough to drive most men in this country crazy, but only the partner who is closest to her can rule out this interference and read the meaning of her expression.

"How bad?" One-eyed walked behind the witch, fingers twisting gently in the latter's long hair. Although she can directly see the content of the text, even the creator of this password can't directly interpret the content of the message. Moreover, since Emia has shown her ability in cryptography, Cyclops has gradually become accustomed to relying on witches to interpret these letters.

"The coalition of twenty-three lords, the number of troops has exceeded 300. Although most of them are only civilians who have been symptomatic, they are already a sufficiently strong force. Coupled with the command of the Grand Knight, even It is not necessary to fight against a large number of ratmen on the plains. "Emia reached out to hold the lover's hand, and the tone was as gloomy as the weather outside the window.

"Do I need to send someone to pick up Coranti?" One-eyed knows what the witch is worried about. She made a proposal, but she also clearly wants to bring people back from the north safely in this case. I am afraid it is not a piece Easy thing.

"It doesn't matter. I believe she can protect herself. I'm more worried about Mr. Roland than I am. Although I asked Dr. Hill to follow him, his mental state at that time didn't look very good." Emia folded the letter paper Get up and put it on the table, staring at the flames. After learning about King Siget ’s death, Roland found one-eyed and asked for a fast horse and some supplies to go north. At that time, the witch saw the anxiety and anxiety in the old man ’s eyes, so he did not stop him ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Just send Hill to walk with the magician.

"I hope so. The dwarves have come to me for dignitaries several times, and even the representatives of the Edward family have mentioned this issue indistinctly. Mr. Roland's popularity is really good." One-eyed smiled wryly, the old man The reputation that has accumulated in a series of recent events even surpassed Emia, and she does not know if this is a good thing.

"Right, what about Sparrow? He was not surprised." Speaking of Roland's topic, the witch remembered the little chaperone who had been with the old man. The old man didn't take him with him this time. Even before leaving, he specifically asked one-eyed to help look after the child.

"No, he has been particularly good these days. I spent all day in the room playing with the props that Mr. Roland gave him, saying it was necessary to learn." The gang leader shook his head as she watched the sparrow grow up, and The serious expression on the child's face made her a little strange.

The witch didn't speak anymore, but responded lazily with a nasal voice. The one-eyed eye familiar with the performance of the lover knew what it meant. She pulled her hand out of Amya's hand and went to the other end of the room to get a blanket over the latter. Then she glanced at the raining sky outside the window.

"The rain should have stopped long ago."