Witch Forest Friends Club

What a traditional villain should do, maybe I will do nothing in the future, but all of this is justice. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

Such as the sudden storm, the announcement of the content of the trial will undoubtedly set off all kinds of turbulent waves in the hearts of the pilgrims.

However, the old wolf will not give the little witches any room to speak. He, the great wizard Yunying, and Goliath and Ronan, the four leaders who occupy the core positions of the army, are getting together to communicate with each other just like the bandit leader who planned the robbery. ambush operations.

After the discussion was completed without procrastination, Gambino returned to the patrol team and began to dispatch troops.

"Miss Marshall." He named Fan Na first, "Although the distance is a bit far, you are all elites carefully cultivated by the academy, and the strength of the group can make up for the lack of individual skills."

Gambino suddenly drew his sword, as if about to cut off the Emerald River, and pointed obliquely at the solid wooden bridge across the river.

"I won't let you go to the front line, but this is already the front line."

"The key to stopping Porfirio's army is to make good use of the natural moat of the Emerald River."

"The task I give you is to use war magic to blow up the bridge after the Wild Boar God crosses the bridge, and then let you do your best to hinder Oga's army as much as possible. Porfirio and the hostile spellcasters will hand over Let the great wizard Yunying and the wild boar god deal with it."

Faced with his almost scrutinizing gaze, Fan Na took a step back unconsciously. The girl who was forced to make a compromise looked at the distant bridge and nodded her promise.

"Closer to six Thompson's casting moments, we can do it."

"Very good, the mission cannot fail. You don't want Porfirio's army to rush up the mountain and have their beautiful heads chopped off." The old wolf pointed at the phalanx of the patrollers and made a gesture of scratching his neck.

In a chilling atmosphere.

"Anjiaye." The old wolf called out the name of the black-haired girl as if he was summoning his confidant.

Leaning on the staff of the heart bud, the girl limped out of the line, and stood facing the old wolf.

Gambino pointed his sword at the wilderness where the storm was howling.

"You and your team, follow Gloria, be responsible for witchcraft support, and bring our distinguished guests back, Ronan will guide you."

Seeing Gloria waving at the cliff where the Pig God was, Anjaye nodded coldly: "Yes, Your Excellency."

"Report to Gloria." The old wolf put his sword back into its sheath, and began to straighten the swordsman's gloves inlaid with armor.

An Jiaye turned his head and raised the staff of Heart Bud to his companions, and the Dandelion team all came out.

They came to Gloria, but the female barbarian took a step back to make way for the great wizard Yunying and the wild boar god.

"Witches of Stella, come and meet the patron saint of the Flashfang tribe."

Great Wizard Yunying nodded slightly to An Jiaye and the others.

Under the nervous gaze of her companions, the black-haired girl leaned on her staff and came to the huge pig god who was squatting on her hind legs and was three times her height. Only then did he truly feel the oppressive feeling of being scorned under the majestic pig's nose.

The curved fangs, which were as thick as a city-breaking spear, pointed straight at the sky. Even if it was another broken fang, Anjaye had no doubt that it could easily crush her chest.

A plump and tender boletus swelled on the meadow between the girl and the wild boar, and soon grew into a mushroom taller than the girl, as a gift for her to meet the pig god.

The big wild boar bowed its head in silence and arched the boletus a few times, then began to feast on the mushrooms, and quickly gnawed the mushrooms to pieces. It shook its head and snorted a few times, and let out a deep, thunderous grunt.

"Ozma likes you very much."

There was still no expression on the face of the mummy of the Grand Wizard.

"It's my pleasure."

"You should have resonated with the skull of the witch curse." The soul fire in the old man's eyes flickered and looked at Anjayes, "That is the remains of my teacher 'Sun Eagle' Firilu. More than 100 years ago, she followed Mrs. Stella challenged the Celestial Peak, but was broken by the dragon roar of the Thunderer, and died halfway."

The great wizard explained calmly, making it hard to imagine that what he entrusted yesterday was such an important thing.

"I hope you can restore her glory." He made a final request to Anjaye.

"Gloria, please."

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After the battle meeting was over, the old wolf slid down the mountain slope in large strides.Facing the rocks blocking the way, he crouched down and stepped on the rocks continuously and fell into the dense forest below the cliff.

These dense trees have always hidden layers of murderous intentions, but now there are no birds in the forest, and there are two teams waiting to go to the front line lurking on the left and right.

The old wolf walked towards the gray wolf guards waiting on the right.

The wolf guards are appeasing the wild wildebeest herd. They are equipped with rough harnesses made by the Gort tribe. After returning to their original living place, their wild vitality is more manic like the thunder in the sky.

The old wolf came to the majestic horse king he had tamed, with the horse's head arching its thick cape, and bowed its neck obediently, allowing the old man to stand up.

"Gambino, what are you going to do with these barbarians?" Knight Earnshaw, who had been waiting nearby, stopped him with his sword in his hand. "If I guess correctly, this place is close to the territory of Zhengbei Castle."

Gambino squinted at the knight on horseback, and each other's real faces were hidden behind the solid armor.

"Your Excellency Machius, if you want to see what tricks I play, follow me."

The two men who were full of evil spirits faced each other fiercely.

"At least I have given you a batch of mounts. It depends on whether you have the courage to take a trip."

As always, he left behind the provocative old wolf and chose to leave without looking back.

The wolf riders in the hidden forest followed him silently and joined the galloping hunt in the heavy rain.

The Knight of Cold Lake looked away from the wolf guard's back, and looked far away at the thunderstorm clouds billowing into the sky.

He finally summoned a servant knight and ordered some soldiers to stay in the forest and be ready to meet Fanna at any time, so he resolutely took a few people and rode his horse to chase after the old wolf's trace of breaking through the storm.

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In the woods beside the Perak Wilderness, the Dandelion team is huddling under a huge and simple mushroom umbrella, avoiding the rain that leaks from the gaps in the canopy.

Near the girls, there was a group of fierce men who used the woods to hide their bodies. They were Ronan's subordinates. As the only surviving mercenaries, they were responsible for covering them in the kidnapping operation and going straight to the target.

Anjaye stayed under a mushroom umbrella with Elsa and Gloria, discussing the details of the next battle. The female barbarian's rock leopard was curling up at her feet, shrinking into a big meat ball, and pulling out the "maze" from the shadow. Elsa playing with balls of yarn.

The Gaut beast riders also patiently lurked in the dense forest. As long as the king gave an order, this group of deadliest hunters in the Rexxar Mountains would bring the bad news to the prey who fell into the trap.

"Will the Star Cult really send the witch to the stake?" Adeli, who shared a mushroom umbrella with Bundy, suddenly asked with some fear.

"Don't worry, if they dare to do this to you—" Bunty, who was treating the longbow to prevent moisture, pinched her cheek with a smile, "Compared to murder and arson, the Magic Department is never afraid of anyone."

Out of the captain's obligation, An Jiaye intentionally warned his carefree companions.

"The star pulse magic of the Chongxing Church is its own system. It is said that it is bestowed by the big tree of falling stars. Don't underestimate the strength of the enemy. The inhuman physique of the old wolf comes from the ceremony of the star stone sacrament."

"I hope there are no monsters like him in the team." Elsa could only listen to her words backwards. The kitten's tone was heartless, obviously hoping that the next action would have more fun.

"This requires a good feint. As long as they don't snatch the remains of the saints, they won't be cornered." Gloria scratched her hair regretfully, "Although I really want to try fighting with those magic sticks."

"Jana, what are you divination about?"

An Jiaye didn't want to deal with the two troublemakers anymore, and decided to let the two beasts play alone.

She came in front of Jana who was huddled under a mushroom umbrella. The girl with a bird's nest head was fiddling with a crystal ball.

"I'm very worried about the situation behind this incident." The girl's face was so sad that even her freckles were squeezed into a ball. "The ten treaties signed by Mrs. Stella and Lord Rosella prohibited the countries of the peninsula from launching national wars against each other. , Daxing the act of fighting."

"The Kingdom of Oga dared to challenge the peninsula order established by the two legendary witches for a century. What did Atera VIII rely on?"

The bagpipe girl's throat gradually trembled.

Anjaye shook his head, giving the most terrifying guess.

"Perhaps a great demon has corrupted the interior of the kingdom. Just looking at it this way, what are the Sleeping Witches and Witch Organizations doing to monitor the capital 'Aronda'?"

Jana timidly reminded: "I think Lord Rosella is just sleeping in the Twilight City, and I don't know the situation in the capital."

In fact, Anjiaye was full of doubts in his heart, and there were still too few sources of information.

"Speaking of which, Miss Marshall's mission is to prevent Oga's army from crossing the river." Bounty excitedly said, "They just need to stay behind and release their spells far away. We are going to the front line to fight our lives, so we will definitely get more rewards." .”

Adeli was a little worried about her classmates.

"There is definitely no shortage of spellcasters in the Oga army. If there are demon believers among them, it is not a joke to use war spells to fight, let alone the opponent is that Porfirio."

"The great wizard Yunying has the will to die." An Jiaye thought of the two monsters crawling out of hell, the great wizard and the war pig, and once again showed the aura of death, he was not very worried. "They just need to obey the old wolf's arrangement."

While the girls were communicating with each other, Ronan walked along the bushes and took out a roll of papyrus from his arms.

"Ladies, please look at this."

In front of the Dandelion Squad, he unfolded a yellowed picture scroll. The painter was obviously skillful and meticulous. Even if he only used poor paper and charcoal, he still drew it vividly.

It was a girl in a palace dress, snuggling sadly on the gorgeous velvet seat, teasing the scene of the canary in the cage, even though she was still young, she could tell from the delicate and soft facial features that the future must be a Embryo of a great beauty.

Ronan cleared his throat, and said seriously as if reading a speech.

"The controller of the southern territory of Sad - the owner of the Principality of Albert, Grand Duke Maurice Antonio, in order to form an alliance with the Kingdom of Oga, specially sent a peace team to Prince Porfirio."

"Our goal is this Princess Tini Antonio."

"Wait, I have a question." Bounty pointed at the screen solemnly, "How old is Princess Tini?"

"Sixteen years old, just as charming and moving as a new rose." Ronan sang a lyrical ditty.

"But this painting is obviously a young girl!" Bunty was filled with righteous indignation, "The majestic lion, does he have any perverted hobbies?"

"This—" Ronan looked a little embarrassed, "Actually, there is no suitable portrait in circulation in the world."

In order to excuse the number one warrior on the peninsula who was accidentally victimized by Feng Ping, Ronan explained in detail.

"Princess Tini is known as the 'Sade Rose' because she was born too beautiful. In order to prevent being persecuted by evil wizards and curses, she has lived in seclusion since she was a child. In order to see the princess's beauty, Sade's upper class often draws paintings about her. Hard to find. When she was 15 years old and was about to come of age, a well-known court aristocratic painter was invited to prepare a painting for Princess Tini's coming-of-age ceremony. After he finished the painting, he called it a rare masterpiece in this world. It was the treasure bestowed upon him by the god of art, and the princess herself was a treasure more favored by the gods than this painting—as a result, the painter died in a jealous duel for the princess. Since then, Princess Tini Refusal to accept any more portraits has resulted in her portraits as a young girl becoming peerless and priceless."

Ronan rolled up the picture scroll held by his fingertips, and carefully handed it to An Jiaye.

"This painting was secretly drawn by a servant when she was eight years old. It is the only genuine one I can get my hands on."

"I didn't expect Mr. Ronan to be proficient in these gossips and anecdotes." Elsa joked with a narrow face, waving her hands as if to drive away some annoying disciples.

"It's a bard after all." Jana nodded understandingly.

"So beauty can lead to such misfortune?" After listening to this story, Bounty seemed to have been greatly shocked. For her who grew up as a wild girl, the princess and her popularity were completely different. It's the treat of two worlds.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolese ?"

"Wake up, Adele." Bounty tapped his friend's head with a bow, "We are the protagonists."

Seeing the scenes where his teammates were always gagging and lacking a little sense of tension, An Jiaye couldn't help sighing, this time the enemy can't tolerate the slightest carelessness.

"Jana, can you understand the cry of the Storm Eagle?" An Jiaye suddenly looked up at the clouds.

"It's too far away." Jana scratched her face in embarrassment. "It's beyond the instant range of my psychic spell. I'm still a little uncertain about hearing the sound."

"I can understand a little bit." Anjaye spoke in a pleasant soft voice, and said a sentence with a strange tone, "It's saying, get ready, the prey is coming."

Regardless of Jana's surprised expression, Anjaye came out from under the mushroom umbrella and knocked on the heads of Bill and Lance who were sitting comfortably against the tree trunk in the heavy rain.

"Okay, let's go meet this unparalleled beauty."

She raised her peaked hat, her eyes sharpened rarely.

"The torrential rain is just right for growing mushrooms."

Chapter 60 The Rose of Thade, Blooming in the Storm

You embark on an unknown journey, stuffing yourself into the dull carriage, the unknowingly bumpy carriage, and the comfortable velvet, containing expensive and fragile goods in the eyes of others.

You finally opened the car door and wanted to go down and have a look.The wet meadow in the rain sticks to your footsteps.

It turns out that the world I see with my own eyes is separated from the scenery through the car window by a prison called "self".

Even if your feet are deep in the mud, you can still find truffles full of life in the soil. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

In the wilderness under the bird's-eye view of the Storm Eagle, under the dense forest overlooked by the Dandelion team with the help of eagle-eye skills—on the bumpy mountain road covered with alpine meadows, a convoy passing through the vast rain and fog, like gray snakes in the grass, was Under the escort of a large army composed of nearly a hundred silver armored troops with a well-proportioned appearance and noble private troops with many banners, they moved slowly into the encirclement of the hunters.

Under the ravages of the storm, the convoy did not unfurl their banners with great fanfare. However, in the front row, on the three gorgeous carriages that were hit hard by the rain and sprayed with water, there was a mysterious big tree symbol surrounded by stars engraved on it—declaring that This is the highest belief in the Vinland Continent today, and it belongs to the pilgrimage mission of the Chongxing Church.

The thunderbolts that fell from the wilderness dome from time to time fell on the convoy, and were blocked by a crystal-like barrier, protecting the believers in the queue from being killed by lightning.

The source of the enchantment came from one of the long carriages. The ethereal and misty hymn chorus sounded from inside the carriage, making the believers listening outside the carriage forget the threat of the storm and immerse themselves in praising the gods devoutly—through Through the airtight painted panes, one can vaguely see the silhouettes of the nuns sitting side by side praying in the car with their eyes closed and singing.

Leading the way in the convoy were five well-armed knights wearing heavy silver-winged helmets. They rode on the backs of giant armored monster birds walking on bipeds.

In the center of the heavily guarded convoy, under the two wings of nearly twenty elite infantrymen with shields, an adult short-tailed ground dragon with crystalline stone scales on its back was breathing like thunder, pulling a heavy six-wheeled trailer.Dragon claws and ruts pressed deeply into the meadow soil, leaving majestic propulsion marks on the mountain road.

The sacred object that needs the power of the earth dragon to move it is a huge and eye-catching coffin. The material of the coffin is neither gold nor wood, showing a simple and deep cool gem texture.The face of the coffin is covered with magnificent clusters of starstone crystals, and the entire vehicle towing the coffin is shrouded in sacred blue fluorescence.

At the back of the convoy is the pilgrim team that accompanied the church. Among them are the carriages of secular aristocrats and ascetic monks walking on foot. The number of attendants and merchants serving the convoy is even greater.

Among them, the carved carriage pulled by six colts is the most luxurious, and it is guarded by several bucket-helmed knights in black and white half-length armor. A wide-brimmed bowler hat, an old knight who behaves meticulously even when his coat and hat are soaked in heavy rain.

His well-groomed mustache is more like a nobleman who pays attention to etiquette in the court than a cavalry soldier who is fighting outside.

After communicating with the scout cavalry who came to report, the old knight moved to the window of the carriage and knocked on the window glass calmly.

The car window was opened from the inside, revealing a pure and delicate young girl's face. In the middle of her forehead, a striking crystal rune was shining—simple and smooth lines, outlining an abstract tree-shaped symbol, with swirls The circle of light in the shape of a tree represents the crown of the tree, which is a symbol of the mysterious power emblem of the "Sacred Tree of Stars".