Zongman: The strongest demon king from Juwang Academy

However, at this moment-

"...Ah!? Something broke into the barrier!"

Fianna called out loudly, and the barrier she set up responded.

There was a nervous look on everyone's face.

"Look, what is that—!"

Claire pointed to the sky above.

Roy found out too.

Among the staggered branches of trees, a winged rabbit can be seen flying in mid-air.

Obviously, it was no ordinary animal, but an elf.

"Could it be an elf released by the enemy team for scouting?"

"Hmph, this kind of thing...see if I beat you down right away!" (Zhao's)

Rinsley chanted the liberation spell in Elvish language, and unfolded the elf costume into the form of a magic bow——

"Wait a minute, stop!"

Boom-!

Claire grabbed the soup spoon and hit Rinslet on the head.

"Yeah! It's... very painful, what do you want to do!"

Rinslet rubbed the painful spot on her head, and scolded angrily with tears in her eyes.

"Blame yourself for being so reckless in trying to shoot them down."

Claire shrugged.

"...Open your eyes and see clearly, that is the messenger!"

"What messenger?"

Rinslet frowned puzzled.

After the elf circled around the crowd, it dropped something it was holding in its mouth.

The object danced lightly in the air, and finally landed on the table.

It turned out to be a confidential letter.

Claire carefully confirmed that there was no trap set in the confidential letter, and then opened the seal to read the contents.

"What's written on it?"

"This is an invitation to us to form an alliance."

"Forge an alliance?"

Everyone can't help but look at each other in doubt.

Chapter 155 The Alliance of the Liepo Division

This secret letter was sent by the Russell Bell Principality team <Reverend Division>.

At the end of the article is the signature of the head of the regiment and the seal of the coat of arms representing the Duchy of Russell Bell.

"It looks like this heraldic seal is real, I don't think it's a fake."

After reading the secret letter, Fianna, who had studied official letters, put it gently on the table.

"The Duchy of Russell Bell..."

Roy pondered cautiously.

The Principality of Russell Bell is a new small country founded by a group of radicals who originally belonged to the Holy Kingdom of Lugia after declaring independence.

The country does not have a long history, and this is only the second time they have participated in the "Elf Sword Dance Festival" event.

However, this girl team using high-level holy elves is regarded as a dark horse with great potential in this conference.

"The most eye-catching one is their leader... Mira Pacher."

Claire said.

"...If I remember correctly, she entered the competition at the young age of 13, so she is the youngest elf envoy in this conference, right?"

Roy touched his chin, he still had a fresh memory of the youngest contestant.

Claire suddenly puffed up her cheeks and said, "Why do you memorize other people's information so carefully!"

"Oh...my memory has always been pretty good."

Roy shrugged and smiled.

"Student Roy, sophistry is very rude."

　703 "... You bastard, I really can't let you down!"

"As expected of the demon king of the night, the age group who strikes is so wide!"

"Roy, do you like little girls who haven't grown up yet?"

......

"Esther!? Why are you talking nonsense!?"

Seeing Esther booing, Roy's cheeks twitched.

"Cough...then, does Claire agree or disagree with this alliance?"

Roy coughed twice and changed the focus of the topic.

According to the rules of the competition, there is no restriction on the participating teams not to form alliances with each other.

"This is most likely a trap..."

Fianna thought about it.

"Yes...the enemy will definitely set up an ambush and catch us all when we arrive at the negotiation site."

Rinstreet agrees with Fianna.

"If this secret letter is not a trap, I think you can give it a try. Regardless of whether you want to form a common front with the other party or not, just being able to share information is worth a try."

"Furthermore, it is said that the elf envoys of the <Breaking Division> are all powerful holy elves."

"If we can form an alliance with them, they may become our reliable reinforcements."

Alice is not a knight from a family of martial arts, and her thinking (dacj) is very practical.

"Roy, what do you think?"

Claire did not decide, but asked for his opinion.

Everyone else also focused on Roy.

"This invitation is indeed very likely to be a trap, but I think you can still go to the appointment. Even if you fall into a trap, you don't have to be afraid if I'm here."

Roy shrugged and smiled lightly.

"Student Roy has said so, and I am willing to agree."

Rinslet replied, Alice and Fianna also nodded in agreement.

For him, all the girls trust him unconditionally.

"Then... decide to meet with the <Lie Po Division> to discuss the matter of the alliance!"

After Claire nodded, she reached out her hand above the end of the letter where the principality's coat of arms was stamped.

She chanted the elvish spell in a low voice, and the heraldic seal burned in response, turning into a little flame elf.

It turned out that just now Claire was liberating the guide spirit that was sealed in the seal.

It is the lowest-level elf, and can only perform simple tasks such as leading people.

But because it is easy to use, many elves will use it to communicate with each other.

"The negotiating place designated by the other party is about two hours away from here on foot."

"Do they have a designated number?"

"...That's not true. However, we can't all five of us go there together?"

"That's right..."

"No... I think it's the best choice for us to go together, so that even if we fall into a trap, we won't be defeated one by one."

Roy shook his head and said.

"That's right!"

Claire nodded in agreement.

"Then shall we abandon our current stronghold?"

Fianna looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't worry, with me, anywhere can become our new stronghold."

Roy touched her little head and smiled.

"Um..."

Fianna nodded with a reddish complexion.

......

After everyone packed up their simple belongings, they set off for the appointment.

What led everyone forward was a small flame floating in the air—the guiding spirit.

It is flying lightly.

As long as you follow it, you won't lose your way even if you walk in the dense forest.

Roy walked ahead to explore the way, and the girls followed closely behind.

As Claire moved forward, she stared blankly at Roy's back.