Next to the round wooden table.

A little custard bun stared blankly at the delicate and handsome face of his uncle Sol.

Seeing that Lingling was really stunned, Thor couldn't help but reach out and pinch the little girl's rosy cheeks.

"Aa ...

Xiao Lingling came back to her senses, and like a teased kitten, she quickly grabbed Thor's rebellious hand with her two chubby hands, looked up at Thor's deep green eyes, and said in a somewhat frustrated tone:

"Okay~~ Then Lingling won't look at the uncles then~ so she won't...expose..."

Little Dumpling couldn't remember how to say that word for a moment.

Thor chuckled and added, "It's exposed."

"That's right, Lingling won't reveal her true identity! Lingling is going to defeat the big bad guy."

Her little face was full of determination, like a little soldier going to battle.

Seeing Lingling's confident look, everyone felt more at ease.

If a little child is so determined and confident, how can adults like them be timid and fearful!

......

Three days later, on the outskirts of the forest.

The planned group stood beside two gorgeous carriages and waved to the people hiding in the forest.

Lingling, in elf form, stood among the uncles, wearing a small, thick aqua-blue robe similar to Thor's. She held her little friend Huhu in her arms, staring at the woods with her big, watery eyes.

The little girl's eyes were red and tiny tears were rolling in her eyes, but she was strong enough not to let the tears fall.

She lowered her head and wiped away the tears that were about to fall on the rustling fur. Then she turned around and said goodbye loudly like a little warrior: "Lingling will bring the uncles back safely! Lingling is leaving!"

After saying that, he wanted to carry Huhu to the front carriage.

but......

The three-year-old kid was barely as tall as the wheel of the carriage, not even as tall as the legs of the horse pulling the carriage, and Huhu was being held in his arms.

She was stunned for two seconds, and her sadness faded a little. She turned to look at Thor who was watching the fun, and asked in a baby voice: "Uncle~ Hug~"

Thor was in a good mood as he looked at the little ball that he had dressed up to look very similar to himself and listened to the baby voice.

He simply corrected the little dumpling's address: "Baby, you have to remember to call me dad from now on. It's okay to call me Ahfu, otherwise the bad guys will get suspicious."

After saying that, he walked forward in a very good mood, picked up Lingling, and stepped onto the gorgeous and exquisite carriage with his long legs.

The people behind: Those who got the biggest advantage are just showing off!

Josiah didn't get on the carriage immediately. He walked towards the eight orcs, who were dressed in rags and covered in fake bloodstains, but still couldn't hide their spirits, and said apologetically:

"Excuse me, but since you'll be feeling quite tired and exhausted from the long journey to the city, I'll have to trouble you to stay with the carriage."

Tiger laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, it's just a little more walking. We walk more when we hunt, and we'll try to get a little dirtier along the way. When we act, we have to act realistically."

Seeing that Tiger's cheerful expression didn't seem fake, Josiah felt relieved and smiled gently:

"Yeah, when there are no outsiders around, if any of you brothers are really tired, you can squeeze in with the tree brothers and sit in the carriage to rest for a while. If you need food or drink, just let me know. As long as you don't enter the city, you can relax for a while."

Tiger clenched his fist and punched Josiah's shoulder lightly:

"Little brother, don't worry too much about us. The Elf Kings have told us everything. We know what's going on."

"As for food and drink—why would those nobles feed their slaves? We thought about it and decided to foresee a more realistic effect. We won't feed them before entering the city. At most, we'll just give them some water."

"Woo woo woo, Uncle Tiger, thank you for your hard work."

A baby voice suddenly rang out. It was actually the little dumpling who poked his little head out from the carriage door and looked at them with tearful eyes. No one knew how much he had heard.

The next second, she was pulled in by the Elf King. Everyone could still faintly hear the Elf King's somewhat ruthless voice:

"Lingling baby, have you forgotten what your father told you? That person is the one who changed your pretty dress. You can't look distressed or reluctant."

During these three days, everyone gave Lingling emergency acting training, fearing that the innocent little girl would do bad things because of her kindness.

After all, they were to play the role of ruthless nobles.

The orcs were warmed by Lingling's concern and responded one after another: "It's not hard, Lingling, don't worry."

After saying that, they stopped gathering together and started to take their places, standing beside the two carriages and stretching their hands and feet.

The four tree people were divided into two groups to act as coachmen, driving two carriages respectively.

Triton and his two sons boarded the carriage at the back early. He was testing the mermaids' unique communication tool—the crystal ball. Seeing that Aram, who was in charge of communicating with him, had indeed mastered the method, he shouted to the front:

"I'm ready here, let's go."

After that, everyone set off. The people left in the forest watched with concern as the marching team gradually walked away.

......

Two days later, the group finally arrived outside the city wall of the Loran Empire.

The towering city wall is gray and made of huge stones. The wall is tall and solid, and crossbows with cold and shining arrows are mounted on the wall.

The moat in front of the city wall flows slowly, and there are some ugly-looking fish with sharp teeth in the water.

The soldiers defending the city, wearing linen armor, were grabbing the collars of some skinny people and pretending to throw them in, laughing as they watched the frightened civilians kneeling and begging for mercy.

The tree people looked at the soldiers with disgust, and with a stern face, they drove the carriage slowly onto the lowered wooden bridge.

The orcs walking between the two carriages were a little nervous. Although they resented the human race, they were more afraid.

Yes, fear, years of oppression, this fear always lingers.

But they did not show their fear, as they were afraid that Lingling would feel sad and that it would affect their plans.

We are about to enter the city. If they appeared in the form of animals, they would surely be furious and showing their teeth.

As if sensing their nervousness, after the tree people were stopped by the soldiers guarding the city, the Elf King and the Mermaid King got off the carriage at the same time.

The Elf King was wearing a light blue robe, a golden crown on his head, and holding a magic wand in his hand. After getting off the carriage, he looked at the soldiers who stopped their carriage with an extremely cold expression without saying a word.

Triton, wearing a suit of scale armor for battle, also walked forward from behind with a menacing look.

His voice was filled with anger, and he asked impatiently: "What's wrong?!"

As he spoke, the magical fluctuations around him intensified, as if he could twist the soldier's neck at any time.

Among the soldiers guarding the city, a middle-aged man who looked like a knight with the highest status saw that the soldiers guarding the city had no tact to stop two such gorgeous carriages. He hurriedly stepped forward and kicked each of the ordinary soldiers without any restraint, causing them to stagger and almost kneel in front of the Elf King.

"Don't you have eyes?!"