Looking at Ophelia's serious look, Ryan sighed lightly, walked up and touched Ophelia's head with his left hand.

"Stay here, what's the point of you going there?"

"Although I have a feud with Alder, that's between me and the Golden Forest, and it has nothing to do with the Elven Forest."

"I will help rescue the other elves. Just treat me to tea as payment."

Ryan reached out and wiped away the faint glitter from the corners of Ophelia's eyes.

Then Ryan looked at Otto beside him and said, "Otto, prepare for battle and wait for my signal."

Otto's eyes narrowed, and he nodded calmly, clenching his fists tightly, ready to take out his spear at any time.

Ryan patted Ophelia's head, turned around and teleported to the elves' base. He floated above the elves' base, watching the fight beneath his feet, and spoke using magic with an expressionless face.

"Stop it."

The sound was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Ryan's words immediately stunned the people from the Wolf Country and the elves present.

Some people stopped what they were doing immediately after seeing Ryan, but some people didn't care and continued to attack.

Although the situation was suppressed, there was still small-scale chaos.

Ryan snorted coldly and said, "Lucifer."

"Got it, my master." Lucifer's voice sounded in Ryan's ears.

The next moment, all those who had just been attacking were instantly frozen to the ground. Their shadows gradually stood up and came to their respective masters, and in a moment they cruelly twisted their masters' necks.

The sound of these people's necks being twisted and snapping echoed in the hearts of the people in the Wolf Country, making the bodies of those standing under the scorching sun feel a little colder.

In just a moment, the large population of the Wolf Country was reduced by one-tenth.

In an instant, the people from the Wolf Country were subdued by Ryan. They all looked at Ryan out of the corner of their eyes, not daring to look him in the eye.

Ryan put his hands behind his back and looked at the person underground with contempt.

"I was talking, didn't you hear me clearly?!"

Ryan's words immediately made the people of Wolf Country lower their heads, fearing that they would offend Ryan.

Ryan, who represents the power of the Empire, intervenes in the war, which makes Cyril and the dwarves Fletcher and Ermo feel embarrassed and unclear about the Empire's motives.

Cyril stood on the ground, frowning and looking at Ryan in the air, with a puzzled look on his face.

He knew that Ryan had a feud with the elves. Even Ryan's arm became like this because of the elves.

Logically, it would be good enough if Ryan didn't take advantage of the elves' misfortune, but how could he possibly help the elves!?

Fletcher and Ernie watched Ryan take action. Although they were surprised, there was not much panic in their eyes.

After all... the strength shown by the dwarves now is not all.

Fletcher drove a Titan and slowly approached, and spoke to Ryan.

"Master Ryan, the Empire... is also going to interfere in the battle between our dwarves and elves?"

Ryan glanced at Fletcher, and magic surged in his hands, shooting towards the elves of the elven tribe.

Then a small cloud floated above the elves, and then a light rain fell.

It was actually a fourth-level water healing magic.

The elves, drenched in the rain, looked at Ryan with gratitude.

After doing this, Ryan turned to look at Fletcher.

"Empire? No, it's just me, Ryan."

Ryan's words made Fletcher silent for a while, and then he spoke.

"From what I know, Master Ryan, your arm became like this because of the elves. Even so, you still want to protect the elves?"

Ryan paused, a golden light flashing in his eyes.

Through teleportation, Ryan came directly behind Alder. Before Alder could react, the black long knife that suddenly appeared in his hand stabbed directly into Alder's heart.

"thunder……"

Alder looked at the blade that pierced his heart in astonishment, and then disappeared in a flash of light.

After killing and eliminating Alder, Ryan looked at Fletcher again.

"Alright, let's put aside our feud for now. As for the remaining elves... I, Ryan, will protect them."

Fletcher thought for a moment, looked at Ophelia beside Otto, a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes, and said.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Ophelia gave Master Ryan some reward, right? My dwarfs do not wish to be enemies with the Empire. What did the Elf Princess pay? My dwarfs are willing to pay twice as much. How about Master Ryan just stand by and watch?"