'Girl with the Moon' Luna, this was her title when she was studying in Emenas. As a student who just graduated this year, she had a great reputation when she was in school, but few people like her in the south.

Just understand.

As the only surviving descendant of the Filula Chamber of Commerce, he rescued and protected Triton during the turmoil in Ubere. Later, he followed him on a long voyage to the sea. Accompanied by Lorraine Hill and several others, he came to a stable place.

I lived in the Southern Islands and later studied in Emenas, where I have just graduated.

After the introduction of several members, many people got to know this talented girl sitting in the back row, and then nodded slightly to her.

After the meeting, the internal movement of the 'Drywood' organization began again, with various personnel mobilized and gathered.

Two days later, on the city wall of Yamazakura City.

The green-haired Jia Lan, that is, Lorraine Hill, stood together with Luna, looking down at the line gradually leaving the city, forming a long snake-like queue.

"We are about to set off today, are you a little nervous? This is your first time to really participate in a war. I'm afraid you will face many problems you never imagined."

Lorraine Hill asked the girl on the side. Although the two looked about the same age, they were actually not.

"Maybe a little, but if it's a mental preparation, I've actually already prepared it." Luna put her hand on the stone bricks of the city wall that were full of weathering marks.

"Actually, Sister Luolan also studied in Emenas before, so she should know that. The school has actually told us this for a long time, that is, after graduation, many of our classmates will meet, probably on the battlefield."

"Back when the empire was marching westward, many of the younger generation generals on both sides were familiar with each other, but even so, they would not show mercy."

"Once they leave school and enter the real world, many people mature unexpectedly quickly."

"In that case, I'm relieved." Lorraine Hill nodded, and then put a small tear-shaped pendant into Luna's hand.

"If you ever encounter someone who is completely invincible, use this to escape."

After saying that, she gently tied the pendant around Luna's neck, then nodded, saying it looked good.

The color of the pendant is transparent, like crystal. It reflects a faint colorful halo under the refraction of sunlight, giving it a dreamy feeling, like the stars in the night sky, which is very mysterious.

This is a prop made by Lorraine Hill, which can give her certain guidance at critical moments, and then guide her out of danger. However, such props consume a lot of power, and even she cannot use them too much, otherwise she will fall into a deep sleep.

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"Be careful on the road." After one last warning, Lorraine Hill waved his hand and said goodbye to this junior.

Watching Luna falling down the city wall, and then slowly walking towards the majestic rolling mountains and forests, the girl gradually sighed to herself.

It turns out that this was how Tidais felt when she saw herself walking out of the forest.

The once young descendants gradually grew up, escaped from their own shelter, and then stepped into the real world step by step. They were worried that she would be injured and suffered a blow, but they could not stop her, so they could only stand here suddenly and watch.

Let the other person move away from you step by step, and then become something you are not familiar with.

Everyone will change slowly, even myself. I am afraid that when I just woke up in the forest, I would not have thought that one day I would become so decisive and proactive.

Participate in the changes and waves that change the world, become enemies of many predecessors, join the war and fight personally, and no longer hide in the quiet and quiet forest.

I always feel that my current appearance has changed a lot from the past.

Gently stroking the city wall with his fingers, which was slightly cold and full of traces of time, Lorraine Hill slowly closed his eyes, and the faces from the past once again appeared in his mind.

Where are those former classmates now? Have they become completely different from me?

While the 'Drywood' organization held a meeting to decide on the next course of action, the empire's counter-rebellion army heading south also temporarily rested in the Oak Province.

Military camps were stationed along the river, and gray tents could be seen everywhere in the woods and hillsides. Bright yellow flags were planted in these camps, with roaring bear heads fluttering in the wind.

In a huge tent, General 'Bazel' was sitting on a huge and thick tree stump, with a whole lamb roasting in front of him. Its limbs were spread out, the ribs were exposed, and the brown and crispy meat was exuding in the flames.

The alluring smell drips into the charcoal fire from time to time, making a sizzling sound...

The huge Bazel held a dagger, casually and easily cut off pieces of meat, and then put it directly into your mouth without worrying about your tongue being cut, while two soldiers helped spread the salt on the side.

grains and spices.

Although the tent was cozy and peaceful, outside there were four knights with their hands on their swords, blocking several witches in gray robes. In addition, there were many soldiers nearby looking through the woods and looking curiously at this place.

"The general is busy and it is not convenient to see guests at this time." A knight of the guard simply explained.

"I have been saying this for several days, and it is really unconvincing." A younger witch was very angry, as if she had never encountered such a situation.

In the North, witches are still a respected profession, not to mention they have letters of recommendation from the Trey family.

"Sorry, this is the army. In fact, if it weren't for the recommendation letter from a big shot, you would have been dealt with by military law." The knight shook his head. His face could not be seen clearly under the strong metal helmet, only his eyes and part of his lips.

Exposed through the gap in the rear T-shape.

Although they only have the strength of Sequence 5, they can coordinate with their comrades at any time. Once the fight starts, the nearby guards are also elite, and their strength is no less than Sequence 3-4. This makes these witches very

It's fear.

Although they are not weak in strength, the tallest one is only Sequence 6, and there is no way they can cross such a defensive line and see the general leading the army.

Seeing such a scene, a witch took two deep breaths, suppressed her dissatisfaction, and then spoke slowly.

"The reason why we asked to see the general was not out of selfish motives, but because we saw some drastic changes in fate, so we had to come out to remind him."

"Sorry, I'm just a reckless man who wields a sword and fights. I don't understand your advanced things. Unless the general speaks, I won't let you pass." These knights still shook their heads and stopped responding.

"Really..." The youngest witch wanted to curse, but was restrained by her companion behind her, so she suppressed her voice.

"Okay, let them come in."

Finally, a dull sound came from the giant tent behind, causing several knights outside to bow their heads respectfully.

"Yes, sir." Then, they separated on both sides and made way for other guards.

When several witches walked into the tent, they could still smell the lingering smell of roasted lamb in the air, and there were scattered charcoal fires remaining on the ground.

The scene in front of them naturally made them understand what had just happened here, but they dared not speak out in anger, so they could only look at the general sitting at the top in silence.

Bazel's body was exceptionally strong and tall compared to ordinary people, so much so that these people had to raise their heads to see his face clearly.

"Tell me about it." He spread his legs, put one hand on the armor on his knees, and kneaded the soft cloth for wiping his hands with the other hand.

"We are witches from the Death Warbler Territory in the northern part of the empire. Recently, in the witch gathering, everyone discovered the deviation of the star destiny, so various teams were sent out to find the cause and answer."

"Afterwards, I discovered that the General was deeply involved with him, so I came here to remind him."

"Oh, then what do you really want?" Bazel seemed to have seen through this convoluted method of making people guess the letter, and was quite disdainful.

"Although we are aware of the difference now, we are not sure what the specific problem is, so we kindly ask you to allow us to move forward with the army. At the same time, we will also provide you with intelligence assistance."

As witches of the north, they are good at many things, such as using crows or owls to detect, using ghosts to hunt and assassinate, and finally summoning undead corpses on the battlefield to assist in the battle. These killing techniques inherited from the Mercury Dynasty are still useful.

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"Although you have the recommendation of the Treyi family, and your identity is not suspicious, this is only a statement on the surface. I am the commander-in-chief of the army. I must consider and be responsible for the entire army. I believe in the advice of outsiders, resulting in

I am quite familiar with internal conflicts and divisions, which have happened countless times in history."

"Who can guarantee that the recommendation letter in your hand must be true? There is no time to go to the Treyi family for verification now, so please go back, and don't disturb my subordinates, they are only executing my orders.

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Although Bazel is ruthless and angry when fighting, he is not too difficult to get along with on weekdays. Otherwise, he would not be able to achieve his current position and have countless soldiers willing to follow him.

Good fire should be used at critical moments, and venting it casually on weekdays will only waste this value.

After hearing this reply, the witches remained silent, seeming to be thinking about how to continue to persuade the general.

It is true that they received the order from the witch coven, but why they were so desperate, there are naturally other factors, that is, that special 'adult' has now awakened, and this matter was also carried out under the instruction of that 'adult'.

This has extraordinary significance for witches.

"Since the Lord is so distrustful, we have no choice but to show our special strength." One of the older witches slowly walked out from behind and raised her head, revealing her pale chin and face.

"Oh." Bazel looked at it.

"My lord is not married yet, is he?" the witch said.

"Yes, are you going to be a matchmaker?" The general had a smile on his face, as if he was not cold.

"No, I'm just revealing the person who has the best chance of getting married to you."

Bazel smiled and said nothing, as if he didn't believe it. The witch continued to speak, with a faint white smoke appearing in her eyes, giving her a strange and psychedelic feeling.

"In fact, you already know her existence. You met in one winter, when you were 13-15 years old." The witch began to speak slowly, and at this time Bazel also stopped smiling and looked at her face.

Expressive.

"At that time, the girl's status was higher than yours, but her body didn't seem to be healthy..."

"That's enough, no need to say more." Bazel stopped with a rare coldness.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who offended you. Please forgive me, General." The witch lowered her head.

"From now on, you can just stay behind the army. As for food and daily life, you can figure it out on your own." After saying this, the general waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take the people away.

In this way, this team gradually grew stronger and continued to gather reinforcements from the central provinces, followed by a few inconspicuous people.

In the days that followed, they asked to see the general one after another. Slowly, they scattered various crows and birds into the night sky to help the army scout the roads along the way and ascertain intelligence. In this way, various secrets were gradually revealed.

This effect gradually gained the general's trust.

At the same time, on the other side of the southern border, the battle gradually started.

A series of red and white flags gathered at the foot of a huge hillside that stretched for more than ten kilometers, and then gradually upward.
To be continued...