As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"Bazel said just now that it is a creature from the devil world, so the devil's skills should have a bonus to this kind of target, right?"

Egwen touched the Griffon, and used the same method to subdue all its companions. An attack was disintegrated in such an understatement.

"It really surprised me."

Bazel said in surprise:

"Even Elek is having a hard time subduing the Griffon in such a short period of time... It seems that after going through the trials, you have really become a lot stronger."

"Compared to the Black Witch, she is far from being strong."

Egwene calmly replied:

"Adjust the coordinates, let's get ready to go."

She teased the griffin for a while, and let these flying monsters fly into the sky again.

Although a few of them were still not reconciled and screamed viciously at the enemy Bazel below, they did not disobey the silver-haired girl's order and pounced down to attack.

They circled the teleportation array several times in the air before reluctantly leaving.

"—This teleportation array has a total of five teleportation locations, one for each of the five kingdoms."

Bazel said:

"Before I deliberately sent them the coordinates of the farthest island country, I hope you don't care."

"You did the right thing."

The silver-haired girl nodded:

"Angelina is the only one who can say that neither Ken nor the Imperials are trustworthy. Letting them know the secret of this teleportation array will definitely cause trouble."

White light flashed, and the dizziness of ultra-long-distance transmission hit.

The discomfort this time seems to be weaker than before, which may be related to her greatly enhanced physical fitness.

The vision gradually recovered, and in front of the three of them was a dense jungle.

"……This is where?"

Egwene asked.

All forests looked alike to her.

"—On the outskirts of the capital of Poltan, the Lost Forest."

Bazel smiled and said:

"It's about half a day away from the capital, I hope we don't encounter elves, this is their territory."

Someone's crow's mouth probably infected her.

Just after walking less than two kilometers, an arrow shot towards them!

"Boom!"

This arrow didn't have an arrowhead, and it pierced into the trunk of a tree with only momentum, causing it to shake violently.

"stop."

A cool voice sounded:

"Report your history."

"—We are adventurers."

Bazel is very good at handling such emergencies, and immediately answered:

"I came here to do a commission to pick herbs. I accidentally lost my way in the forest. Can you tell us where we can leave this forest?"

"You are a magician!"

At this moment, the other party seemed to have seen the magic wand she was carrying, and his tone suddenly became full of hatred!

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"Whoosh, whoosh—" More than a dozen arrows were suddenly shot out from the woods!

This time it wasn't an arrow without an arrow, the front end was all shining with metal cold light, and it was aimed at their vitals!

"Do the elves of the Lost Forest have any enmity with the magician?"

Aiwen drew her sword and chopped off the arrow, and asked Bazel in bewilderment:

"Why do you do it as soon as you see it?"

"I haven't heard of such a thing."

Bazel replied:

"I think there should be some misunderstanding..."

"These two are very powerful!"

The cold voice shouted:

"There is no need to keep alive, just kill them!"

"Ah, so it's hidden there."

Bazel was chatting, but he was actually searching for the location of the other party;

After the other party made a sound for the second time, she waved her hand and released a large wind blade towards that side.

This kind of wind magic was extremely sharp, it cut off the trunks of two big trees in an instant, and a slender figure fell down with a scream.

However, the elf was very agile, but he was a little flustered at first, but immediately stabilized his figure.

I saw its legs kick on the severed tree stump, and rushed towards the crown of another big tree.

"Pong!"

However, Bazel's spell was like a prophet, aiming at its retreat in advance.

A fireball exploded onto the tree in front of it!

The elf was so frightened that he covered his face with his arms and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"do not move."

Just when he was about to get up, a sharp sword was tied around his neck.

"Put down your bow and arrow, and stand up slowly."

The silver-haired girl patted the blade on the opponent's shoulder, signaling the opponent to stand up.

Although she and Bazel had never fought side by side, they cooperated very well.

Bazel knew that it was not suitable to kill people now, so he didn't kill them. The two consecutive spells were just to force the other party to the ground.

But she seized the opportunity, avoided a few arrows from the air, and directly hijacked the leaders of the elves.

"If you want to kill, kill it!"

The elf said angrily:

"You have already killed so many of our compatriots, how dare you come back again? The Lost Forest and you, Farnes, are incompatible!"

Farnes?

The silver-haired girl and Bazel looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled.

"You may be mistaken."

Aiwen thought for a while, and took the sword back:

"I'm from the Kingdom of Poltan, and my guards are beside me...We have nothing to do with Farnes."

Xianya's little loli disappeared before the battle, and other people could only see the two of them.

"Don't lie to me!"

The elf said angrily:

"Your guard? The mage just released an intermediate spell without chanting. Don't think I don't understand magic. How can a great magister be someone else's guard?"

The magician's instant spells are usually only realized by the strong magister (fourth level) and above.

Moreover, even a magister can't cast intermediate magic instantly, only the great magister (level [-]) can do it.

"—my name is Egwene Garcia."

In desperation, Ai Wen had no choice but to report her family name:

"The descendants of Juggernaut, the current title in the Kingdom of Poultan is Viscount."

After speaking, she lifted the hood that covered her face, revealing her own face:

"You can send someone to investigate my identity, I guarantee that there are no lies in what I just said."

Elves are also a race that looks at faces.

After seeing her appearance, the elf's expression froze.

Then, after hearing her self-introduction, her expression gradually softened.

"I heard Your Highness Hurandice mentioned your name."

It slowly stood up from the ground, and gave a salute to the silver-haired girl:

"Your face is as beautiful as the one in the legend."

"...You are overrated."

Egwene sheathed her sword, expressing that she was not hostile:

"Just now, the magician of Farnes killed many of your compatriots? Is it true?"

"of course it's true!"

The elf's face showed indignation again:

"There are 3000 elves living in the Lost Forest, and now less than 1000 have been killed! Everyone died at the hands of the evil magician!"