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Of course it's not over yet, there is still a bold elf mage who has not been held accountable.

You know Anurion, the Green of Sulfrui. Lynch looked straight at the Archmage and said in a statement tone.

Yes, is this colleague of mine related to this matter?

Teclis was reluctant to believe that he knew the mage's temper, but that seemed to be the case.

Maybe he knows where the remaining scraps went.

Maybe this is just a human opinion and it doesn't matter. Lynch will find his way.

Tigris did not respond. He thought carefully and became more and more confused.

Where has he been lately?

According to the news from the White Tower, he should still be in the human empire. Master Anurion is responsible for maintaining a guiding stone near Altdorf.

Then he couldn't run away. To the south of Middenheim, the easiest place to cross the Reik River was Altdorf.

No one knows why the sudden vision suddenly calms down. It is more like the depression before the storm. Every mortal is like a frightened elk, trembling and waiting for the arrival of bad luck.

Noel was determined to leave here along the trail outside the camp first, but he was more afraid of running into the devil in the dark when he was alone. There were always one or two such idiots in horror stories, and he didn't want to be one of them.

Maybe he should have gone with Master Teclis to meet the enemy before, so that he could at least die with a clear conscience. Now it was too late to regret. He only hoped that he could be braver to face the enemies in the future and die like a warrior.

This can be regarded as his explanation for his second life. Dying on such a night is definitely interesting enough, but it is a pity that he will not be able to tell this story to others by then.

Hot blood surged in Noel's veins, dispelling the chill that was suppressing him. This gave him the illusion that he was still a human being, not an elf living a dull life.

Noel's keen hearing allowed him to capture the footsteps approaching the camp. It was louder than the clash of swords. Its owner must be a big man with heavy weight.

Noel put the arrow on his bow and used his hearing to locate the enemy.

The humans in the camp panicked and enlarged their lights so that they could illuminate the darkness surrounding the camp.

Groups of guards set up gun formations in the gaps in the fence. Noel was nervous. After the footsteps gradually approached within a hundred steps, which was the distance where he was confident that an arrow could hit the target, Noel decisively moved towards the source of the sound. Shot an arrow.

Sorian drank his wine gloomily, his dull footsteps echoing far in the darkness.

Eugen understood his mood. The battle ended too suddenly, leaving them with no sense of involvement.

If there is a fierce fight, even if you are injured, as long as it is not fatal, it is good.

This way they will have enough capital to brag about this night's experience in the future.

But Eugen does have bragging rights. He can boast about his astuteness tonight in the future. It was his subtle observation that discovered the enemy. Of course, he can guess that the lizard man has actually been watching the development of things. .

Just when Eugen wanted to break the silence, a subtle premonition made his heart tighten. Before he could open his mouth to remind his teammates who were about to be in trouble, the sound of arrows shooting Jin Ge rang in the night.

An elven armor-piercing arrow was stuck on the top of Sorian's horned helmet. It seemed that if Sorian was taller, the arrow could hit his chest.

It almost hit the dwarf's helmet and hit Eugen behind the dwarf. Eugen took two stiff steps back, which allowed him to avoid the sparse musket fire.

The dwarf who had just reacted suddenly roared angrily.

Ceasefire! You blind asses!

Look, the monster can speak human language, but it seems that they have heard the sound before.

Some humans reacted and threw the torches far away. The firelight illuminated two figures, one tall and one short, in the darkness.

Confirm your identity!

Noel responded loudly, with his bow and arrows tightly locked on the dwarves and humans who were suspected of being monsters, even if they were companions before.

Who knows if they are Tzeentch demons in disguise? They didn't even bring lights.

The tense confrontation occurred again, with no one believing that the previous vision was just a brief convulsion of nature.

Noel was even more so. He would never believe that an enemy that could frighten the Archmage of Ulthuan would simply let go of a mediocre old dwarf and a human mage with weak magic power.

# \u0026*Elf! I'm going to stuff your head into my ass! # *\u0026Confirm*** your ***mother* # *!

Lynch understood what was going on with just one glance, and even he was left speechless.

The belated arrival of the Archmage was still full of thoughts, and the tense confrontation only woke him up from his thoughts.

I think I can vouch for them, Mr. Noll, that this was a misunderstanding.

The appearance of the Archmage eased the situation slightly, and Eugen used a lot of effort to calm the dwarf and prevent him from recklessly launching a duel.

Lynch didn't care how they cleared up the misunderstanding. He swaggered back to the camp under the vigilant attention of a few people.

It was a quiet night, at least for Lynch.

If there were skinks, they would definitely agree with Lynch.

All right! If a lizard man dares to appear in front of the Skinks, as long as what he says is not too outrageous, it will be correct.

Now he is telling the skinks thornily that the young races are all failures that need to be cleaned up, and they will all get 100% affirmation.

They have never been good at recognizing commands, and a stone tablet that just records historical facts can make them quarrel.

Lynch stood quietly in the camp. The tense atmosphere had dissipated after the return of the Archmage. What remained was only a little talk about magical creations in flames and some suspicious gossip.

In the second half of the night, the most noisy humans lost their energy, and only the sentries on duty in the camp competed with Vanilla.

The group of mercenaries who caused trouble by carrying everyone on their backs were hoisted to a temporary wooden frame erected around the camp. If they are not dead after tonight, you will give them the final lesson tomorrow.

According to the historical regulations of the empire, communicating with demons is an out-and-out death penalty.

Instead of being judged by nobles and judges, the Sigma followers in the caravan could take it upon themselves to burn them all to death.

Lynch doubted whether they could hold out until dawn. During the moment when he was distracted, several sentries on guard released water on the criminals who were hanging upside down.

To prevent the smell of urine from spreading, Lynch had to burn them covertly.

These criminals have no value. They know nothing. Whether it is Tigris or Lynch, they can only conclude that they have accepted the commission from Archmage Anurion.

The only unexpected result is that they seem to be members of the Mingguang Sect.