Outside Locke City, at a farmhouse, Ya Yan carried a hoe and walked towards another empty wooden house, the door of which was open.
He looked inside but didn't see Karin or Juexi.
Just as he was wondering what was going on, a flash of silver light appeared, and a mithril longsword was placed on his shoulder without him even noticing!
"Looks like you're living a comfortable life?" Karin said, but it was actually Elsie controlling Karin's speech.
Although the voice was exactly the same and she was wearing a helmet, making it impossible to see her face, Ya Yan still recognized her at a glance!
"My lord!" Ya Yan clenched his fist and placed it on his chest, saluting the knight before him.
"Hmph!" Elsie controlled Kaelin to retrieve the mithril longsword, which was also a piece of equipment seized from those goblins.
She picked up her lance and shield again and said, "I'll go out and have some fun... to explore and expand my influence. You continue to rest and wait for the right opportunity."
“Yes, my lord!” Ya Yan said devoutly, “If there is any need, I will do my best.”
"Haha, you should find a suitable wife first!" Elsie laughed. "I might give your offspring a better environment to grow up in."
"Let's go!"
Elsie controlled Kaelin, gripping the reins tightly. With a final neigh, Kaelin sped off into the distance.
Ya Yan gazed in the direction of the setting sun, watching the figure disappear into the horizon.
She will come back; as for how long, that's up to her.
...
Location: Orwick City
With only one month left until the harvest festival, this is the busiest season for ordinary people.
The autumn wind brings not only abundant fruits, but also the approaching cold.
"How's Rig's preparation going?" Alcardo rode his bicycle on the suburban road, clad in heavy armor, ready to engage in battle at any moment.
“She foresaw the future of Orvik,” Kelyat said, following Ekado. “The prophesied Orvik cannot escape disaster.”
"This will be a duel between kings."
"That's what she said?" Alcardo asked.
“Yes, my lord,” Kyryat confirmed.
“His Majesty the King wouldn’t come to this rural place to fight a goblin king,” Alcardo said with a hint of sarcasm.
If nobles are accustomed to enjoying life, then at least some of them will dedicate their lives to protecting the interests of their subjects.
On the contrary, members of the royal family, relying on the authority of the temple, enjoy supreme power and treat the lives and deaths of the people as a joke.
They disdain dealing with minor evils in various places, always boasting that they will save everyone from the Demon King, but the Demon Clan has not invaded for four hundred years since that battle.
Many righteous races in other parts of the continent have also forgotten the threat of the demon race and instead engaged in internal strife for power.
"A duel between kings, may my people not suffer this calamity," Ecardo prayed.
Although he wasn't in charge of Orwick City, the entire city was part of the Tilan family's territory, and the city lord who managed the city was also a member of a branch of the family, just with a diluted bloodline.
Therefore, the people of this city are also his subjects.
In the distant wheat fields, knights had already begun constructing defensive fortifications, and the goblins had chosen a good time to attack.
The Harvest Festival is a day when cities gather grain, a bountiful harvest after a year of hard work, and a crucial time for ordinary people to get through the cold winter.
“I think I have good reason to believe…” Kelyat said, expressing his conjecture: “The goblins’ primary goal is probably just food.”
"Oh?" Ekado cast a glance his way.
“They might be organizing a massive expedition,” Kyryat suspected. “Someone among them must be guiding them; this exposure seems far too obvious.”
“My vision is limited to just one city. I can’t control their goals. All I can say is, those who invade my city shall be killed.” Ekado rode his horse into the distance.
Large numbers of newly armed guards patrol the outskirts of the city day and night, keeping watch for the arrival of goblins.
As for the list?
Ledo led his heavy cavalry legion toward the Hed Mountains in the morning.
He wanted to strike first before the goblins began their advance, at least to instill in his warriors the courage to win.
...
Near the Heide Mountains, the mercenary group has already gathered at a temporary base.
They were all invited or came voluntarily to avert disaster.
Count Ledo decreed that all those who showed fearlessness in this battle would be eligible for investiture afterward!
On the opposite side of the position, a large number of goblins also formed an vanguard force. They seemed to have no intention of hiding and were simply building defensive fortifications on their own.
"It's unbelievable, how are these guys so capable?" a scout asked the dark elf beside him.
The dark elf glanced at the overly familiar human scout and said, "No living being should be underestimated."
"Hey, are you from a Diamond-level mercenary group?" The human scout pointed to the crystal badge on the dark elf's waist.
This is the genuine product distributed during the Mercenary Association's year-end assessment. Diamond-level mercenary groups are not the majority on the mainland; they usually take on missions directly from the royal family.
“We have not received any commission from the royal family,” said the dark elf Trisna.
"No, it seems to be me... Damn, how did you know what I was thinking!?" Human scout Parker looked shocked.
"Shh!" Trisna suddenly put her index finger to her lips and said, "The big one is coming."
"As a scout, you should write this down."
Trisna reminded him while glancing at the silver badge around Parker's neck.
In the distance, goblins carried out a giant crossbow from the woods. They hid it with leaves and even sprinkled it with a potion that made it transparent!
"What's that? A bow?" Parker had never seen anything like it before.
“Ballads, technology of the Eastern Merchant Alliance,” Trisna said, marking the location on the map.
"Balloon? For sleeping?" Parker made a rather lukewarm joke.
"Heh, for killing people!" Trisna rolled her eyes, but unfortunately, as a dark elf, she didn't have whites in her eyes.
Her eyes were somewhere between silver and gray, with the whites of her eyes being completely gray.
Her skin wasn't an unsightly black, but rather a striking dark purple.
Dark Elves are not considered one of the same kind by the Elven race, but humans have heard of their sacrifices in the war between gods and demons.
In the battle against the demons, the dark elves sent all their elite troops to fight the main force of the demon king's army, giving the heroes the opportunity to successfully fight the demon king.
The elite Dark Elves fought to the death, exchanging blows with the main force of the Demon King's army one-for-one until the hero slew the Demon King, leaving only a few dozen surviving Dark Elf elites.
“You know a lot about us?” Trisna said, raising an eyebrow.
"Huh? How did you know what I was thinking!" Parker realized that she really could hear his inner thoughts!
“My first skill is mind reading,” Trisna said, pointing to her gray eyes.
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