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Chapter 1342 Bodyguard

Regarding the "blocking wall plan" brought by Amoen, Belsetia is not sure whether it can really achieve the effect of ending the wasteland, but since this plan was proposed by Gauven Cecil and the former goddess of magic, it must have sufficient theoretical support and the necessity of implementation. She does not doubt this, but on the other hand, she is more clear than anyone about the difficulty of implementing this plan.

It is true that the Silver Empire has the ability to make sufficient purification devices, but now the situation on the southern front has begun to deteriorate. The original Silver-Kaoling coalition was only barely able to maintain the situation. However, with the distorted legion that has retreated from the Western Front, the battle situation on the Southern Front will be in danger. Although Amoen mentioned that the alliance troops on the Western Front can also go south to support, Belsetia knew in her heart that there were large areas of fallen land in the Ogure Tribe State that needed to be recovered, and a large number of legions needed to be left to guard the mountain barrier to prevent the counterattack of wasteland forces. In addition, the long front line and the considerations of supply and communication, how many expeditionary forces from the Cecil Empire could come to the Gaoling defense line? This is an unavoidable question.

“It’s hard for us to start the ‘blocking wall’ program at least until the situation on the southern front improves,” Belsetia said in a deep voice. “But we can prepare and produce purification devices and protective devices from now on.”

"I understand your difficulties, and the north also understands that I will bring back the situation here truthfully," Amoen lowered his head slightly, touched the top of the Silver Queen's head with the tip of his nose, and then continued in a gentle tone, "Also... although I don't know if this can help you, I also brought a special guest today."

"Special guest?" Belsetia looked around in surprise. This was the first time she heard that the "messenger" had brought someone over, "Who is it?"

"Come out, little guy," Amoen raised his head and greeted the shadow in the forest not far away, "Be bold, don't be so nervous that your Silver Queen will not eat you."

The bushes in the woods rustled and shaking. Bellsetia and Elaine subconsciously stared at the direction where the sound came. The next second, they saw a petite figure walking out from the shadows hidden by the shrubs and flowers. It was an elf.

But it is not any kind of elves that Belsetia is well-known.

She has golden hair like the silver elves, but the ears stretched out from her long hair seem to be a little shorter than the silver elves. Her skin is extremely light in color, even to a vaguely transparent level. Under her thin skin, fluorescent and blood vessel-like lines. She is wearing a jungle hunter-style light hunting suit, and mysterious symbols and lines can be seen everywhere on her arms, neck, and legs. The patterns of whether they are war patterns or magic patterns are by no means something that exists in the silver elves culture.

It looks very much like a silver elves, but a real silver elves can see the difference between this girl and the ethnic group at a glance. Belsetia believes that she is knowledgeable. She has seen all the elves subspecies in the world, but she has never seen such a strange "branch". She looked at each other curiously, saw the elf girl walking out with a timid expression, looked at herself nervously, and then seemed to have made up a lot of determination before walking towards this side.

"...Hello," Belsetia decided to break the silence after noticing the other party's excessive tension. "Who are you?"

The petite elf girl was shocked and immediately spoke: "My name is Berna Qingfeng! She lives in No. 17, Backflow District, Baishi City. Her mentor is the master of Thorn Heart, and her profession is a ranger and a mage... She used to have been traveling outside for many years. She has just returned from the north recently. Her last registration location is at Sentinel Monitoring Station No. 112. I am very happy to see you, Dear Her Majesty the Queen!"

A series of self-introductions popped out like this. The elf who claimed to be Berna Qingfeng was still a little stuttering at the beginning, but then the words followed were extremely smooth. The reflexive words seemed to have memorized countless times, so that until she finished speaking, Bersetia couldn't react for two seconds, the Silver Queen blinked and looked at the elf girl in front of her incredibly surprised.

Elaine, who was beside her, couldn't help but speak at this time: "You mean... are you a silver elf? Are you a silver elf traveling outside?"

While saying that, she subconsciously looked at the other person again, but at such a close distance, she was becoming more and more sure that the girl in front of her was not a silver elf. Whether it was physical characteristics or the "life breath" emitted, the other person brought her very strange feeling, which was not even the "texture" that any race she knew had. And after careful examination, Elaine discovered another thing:

The "magic patterns" on the surface of this elf girl's body are not the decorations they are depicted on. They are all part of her skin! The runes are even running like real magic circles, building a complex flow of magic that she cannot understand.

"Yes...yes, I'm really a silver elf, I..." Berna noticed Elaine's gaze and immediately subconsciously shrank back, as if she was hiding somewhere and whispered, "These things on me are because... because of some special experiences...but I'm really a silver elf..."

Elaine blinked, as if she wanted to say something else, but she suddenly felt the subtle movements of the Silver Queen beside her, and immediately stopped silently.

"...It seems that you have experienced a lot, and that should be an adventure that others cannot imagine," Belsetia smiled and looked at the petite elf in front of her. "Although your body seems to have changed a lot, the silver elf is always willing to accept brothers and sisters who are traveling back home. In short, welcome back."

Berna listened to the Silver Queen talking to her in a daze, and seemed to be a little unresponsive. She was stunned for two seconds before nodding quickly: "Ah, yes, it's really hard to imagine... I didn't expect that I would be sent back by Mr. Amoen himself, and we also traveled through the shadow world. Oh, by the way, I also brought some helpers. I heard that you need help here, but I don't know how much they can help..."

While speaking, the elf turned his head and looked at the depths of the jungle. Belsetia and Elaine were surprised to see that the runes on the elf girl suddenly shone one after another. They began to emit a brighter glow than before, shining on the surface of Belna's skin like a breathable star. The dazzlingly complex "sperm casting process" was completed in an instant. Belsetia sensed that a huge "signal" spread out from the elf girl. The next second, she heard countless heavy footsteps sounded from the dense forest not far away, accompanied by the sound of broken plants and rubbing branches.

After a while, she saw those tall figures, large numbers of people like legions, but they were completely different from the "guarding ancient trees" familiar to Belsetia.

Those "plants" with wisdom stride out of the dense forest, arranged neatly and clearly trained queues, exuding the aura of professional soldiers. They also had alloy-cast armor and various auxiliary equipment draped on their trunks and branches, arming them into majestic and weird appearances. At the ends of these tree people's obviously modified arms, they were equipped with orbital acceleration cannons that could be held by soldiers in their hands.

The thing looked like a main gun directly removed from a heavy tank, and each section of the guide rail and rivet was filled with the glory of "full of martial ethics".

Bellsetia looked at these "treemen" wearing alloy armor and holding tank main guns in shock and walked out of the forest. They gathered into a legion behind Bellna like a silent guard. After a brief moment, all the branches shaking and friction stopped at the same time. Bellna, the petite body, stood at the front of the legion. She showed a bright smile, and the complex runes on the surface of her body were shining brightly.

"This is..." Elaine looked at the scene in surprise, and after a long time, she finally spoke, "What are these?"

"It was the 'bodyguard' that Sister Belltila asked me to bring with me when she set off... She said the south was not safe, and girls should bring some helpers to protect themselves when they went out alone," Bellna showed a smug smile, but she rubbed her hands embarrassedly, "But I think her reaction was a bit exaggerated... She sent almost all the Thorin guards to me, and asked me to bring a set of magic crystal shell production lines that had been disassembled, and was carrying them on the last guards."

"Bodyguard..." Belsetia's lips shook for a moment. She didn't even notice that the other party finally mentioned bringing a production line. "As a bodyguard, this is indeed a bit exaggerated... but I have to say that we really need these things urgently now!"

"It would be great to be able to help," Berna laughed. "I am commanding these guards, but I don't know much about war, so you can tell me what to do..."

"Okay," Belsetia nodded, but then she showed a little worried look, "But then, Thorin Guards... As far as I know, this should be the garrison of the Thorin Giant Tree's body? You took so many guards away at once, is there really no problem with the Thorin Giant Tree?"

"There are also commanders of Commander Margarita's corps guards on the giant tree, and it is in the inland Cecil, far from the front line, and the enemy is not able to fly much, so there should be no danger," Berna nodded and said honestly, "And Sister Bertila said that the Thorin guards all grew from her canopy, and they could regenerate as long as there is enough time, she also said..."

Berna said this and scratched her hair, as if she was recalling something. She continued to say a few seconds later: "She also said that this is like lice in her hair, and it will grow again if she is raised for a while..."

Listening to the elf's honest statement, Elaine's expression froze for a moment, then looked up at the tree people with heavy armor and heavy firepower with a wooden gaze.

This is definitely the largest "little" she has ever seen in her life, but considering the size of the Thorin giant tree, it seems reasonable?

No, it's still too strange...Look up again?

Belsetia seemed to have not cared about Elaine's strange behavior suddenly. She just looked at the "bodyguards" behind Belna thoughtfully, then looked back at the "wooden door" she had just pushed open, and looked at Amoen who had been standing quietly by her since the beginning: "I have a problem. How should I take such a team out? You can't let them penetrate the door and go directly into the Fortress of Fabud, right?"

"I will take them to the forest near the Fortress of Fabbit, and then you send someone to pick up the Cecil Expeditionary Force from the Western Front through a secret route," Amoen had obviously considered this matter. "I believe no one would doubt the words of the Silver Queen at this time, especially... many people have probably adapted to the unexpected 'surprise' of the Cecil Empire."

"Well, this is indeed a surprise," Belsetia said with a somewhat complicated expression, then breathed a lightly breath, and her expression stretched out. "In short, if there is such a reinforcement, at least the situation on the Kaoling Line will not continue to deteriorate due to the distorted legions going south. We can even consider regaining several strategic locations in the north of the forest barrier. Although I still doubt whether the power of the southern line is enough to open the "blocking wall" plan, at least now I have the confidence to take out this plan."

"I hope everything goes well," Amoen gently lowered his head again, touched the top of Belsetia and Elaine's heads with the tip of his nose, and then slowly stood up, "Okay, I've been staying here for a long time. Even if there is a layer of 'exotic' blockage, it has begun to be affected by this land. See you next time."

"See you next time." Belsetia nodded slightly, then pulled Elaine next to her and took two steps back, watching Amoen slowly turn around and step towards the depths of the dense forest.

"After meeting, Her Majesty, I will go to the forest east of Fabouti to wait!" Berna also waved her hands at the master and servant of the Silver Queen, and said with a bright smile. Then she ran lightly towards the tree guard closest to her. With the other party's hanging rail cannon and the armored connection points everywhere in the tree trunk, she climbed neatly and agilely to the tree man's "shoulder".

The heavy "Sorin Guard" made a series of low murmurs, the wooden structure twisted and turned, and turned back with the entire legion, then carried Berna as the command center to follow the steps of Amoen, who had gradually moved away.

...

At the same time, neural networks encrypt the consciousness flat layer.

"So you sent all your 'guards' to that elf as 'bodyguards'?" In a garden surrounded by pure white flowers, Gao Wen sat at a small round table with lilac patterns, looking at the woman in green skirt sitting opposite him with helpless expression, "I even packed an arms production line?"

"The body of the Thorin giant tree actually doesn't need so many guards to protect the Margarita corps. It doesn't even have much impact on the Margarita corps. I'm very confident in my self-defense ability," said the woman in the green skirt opposite the round table with an indifferent expression. A cup of steaming tea appeared out of thin air in her hands. She stirred and continued to speak, "Anyway, those guards are just 'little creatures' that grow from my canopy, just like lice in my hair. They can grow a lot after raising them for a while..."

"...Your wonderful metaphor is getting weirder," Gao Wen shook his lips, "But... well, you have plenty of reasons, and it is indeed good for the current situation.
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