Chapter 392

"Yes, lovely fake lady, I know you've been watching me. Are you surprised?"

In the hall of Loren's spirit, Asriel's pale and bloodless face showed an imperceptible cold smile, and some kind of faint, childlike complacency:

"You always think Asriel won't find out your 'little moves', right - you successfully mixed in by taking advantage of my dear Loren's distrust of me; I have to admit, it really surprised me a little."

"Now it's time to test your loyalty to Loren."

The boy lazily raised his chin and picked the corners of his mouth:

"Tens of thousands of rotten corpses have gone south, and the defenseless fortress of duanjie mountain is in danger; for Miss Ayn Rand, who still remains there, she is on the line and unaware."

"And you must know very well what the 'consequences' are if she is hurt at all."

With a snap of his fingers, Asriel had an armchair under him. The young man with his legs crossed supported his cheek with his right hand, showing a playful expression, and his scarlet pupils flickered slightly:

"In order to protect her, who is very important to Loren, you don't have many choices - Take Ayn away by force? Your identity will be exposed and will only put her in more danger."

"Or, facing tens of thousands of rotten corpse demons alone, I doubt how long you can hold on - but then again, how much you show 'love' for someone depends on how much you can sacrifice for him?"

Asriel gave a very ambiguous smile and whispered:

"So, Miss fake, how much can you sacrifice for dear Loren?"

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Duanjieshan fortress, North City Wall defense line.

The little wizard wrapped in clothes, accompanied by two guards, went up the wall of the northern defense line; Probably because she was too nervous, she didn't even find that her "moon shadow cat" expression had changed a little.

Her big scarlet eyes flickered slightly. Ariel, who was tightly held in her arms, twisted her hairy little head, and the corners of her eyes showed an imperceptible killing opportunity.

Asriel, a despicable and sinister bad guy, should have tried to get rid of him!

AI Yin, who didn't notice the cat's "expression" at all, felt her chin itch. She smiled and gently scratched the cat's small head. Her expression was gentle: "little Merlin (Ariel) don't be afraid of the cold. Go back to the house and prepare broken bread for you with boiled fish later."

It seems that because of the "magic" of food, Ariel, who was touched, really curled up in Ayn's arms like a cat, and her little face showed a comfortable and comfortable expression.

At the next moment, the two guards in front stopped. The little wizard who was slightly stunned quickly raised his head and stood in place nervously.

"It's none of your business. Go down."

The deep and heavy voice came, and the two Legion soldiers who brought her nodded respectfully and turned away; Beside the wall buttress, only a middle-aged knight in full arms was left, overlooking the wasteland in the north of duanjie mountain.

Ernst dreisis, deputy commander of the fortress, the adjutant of Prince sakran... The little wizard whispered in his heart.

The middle-aged Knight holding on to the wall still held an unopened letter in his right hand. His dignified expression seemed to be worried about something. His eyes never left the wilderness in the distance.

Is something wrong?

"Your Excellency, Ayn Rand alchemist, I'm very sorry for inviting you suddenly." Ernst, who didn't look back, suddenly said, his voice still as serious and heavy as ever:

"But please believe that if there is no special reason, we will not come to you."

The little wizard quickly stood up straight, widened his eyes and listened carefully.

"As you know, for a very special reason, his highness connord de sallion has led the army north to join his highness Brandon to find the real reason for the turmoil in the north." Ernst sighed. Even now, he can't accept connord's judgment:

"But in this way, there are many problems left - in order to organize this expedition, his highness connord almost drained all his combat power, resulting in a very empty state of the whole duanjieshan fortress!"

AI Yin was slightly stunned: "is there a gap in logistics?"

"No, that's not true; the reserves of duanjie mountain can supply 20000 troops for one year." the middle-aged jockey shook his head: "but the problem is that there are only three flag regiments, less than 1000 people, stationed in a fortress that needs at least 5000 troops to operate normally."

"Now your highness is on an expedition, and the supply line in the South can't go north because of the snowstorm; in this situation, if there is a demon invasion, we must at least make sufficient fortifications and preparations!"

With a slight nod, the little wizard finally understood.

With a low sigh, Ernst turned around with a very tangled expression - if possible, he was also unwilling to use the "help" of the Alchemist: "I talked with the alchemists stationed in the fortress. They said that without your help, they could not complete enough quota of kindling and medicine within the scheduled time limit."

"This is not a legally valid warrant, but my private request. Although we don't get along well, please don't forget the fact that you are a member of the Empire and do your part for the northern gate of the Empire!"

Even with a low voice and sincere request, Ernst dreisis's words were indisputable, and his eager eyes were somewhat hasty.

If Isaac suffered such "inhuman treatment", he mostly left, but the little wizard was not him; Without hesitation for a second, he immediately nodded and agreed:

"Please don't worry, as long as I can do something, I will do my best!"

"No, even if you can't do something, you must do it!" the middle-aged Knight's expression was dignified to the extreme, and a trace of imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes:

"You are an imperial man who grew up in a peaceful age. You have never personally experienced the terrible invasion of Demons - without the consciousness of sacrifice and the determination to bet everything, you can never defeat those enemies stronger than us!!!!!"

Ayn was startled by the sudden change of the other party's face and instinctively stepped back.

Seeing the little wizard's expression, he realized that Ernst's face changed slightly, and finally controlled his sudden anger:

"Sorry... I... Suddenly..."

"Nothing, I can understand." Ayn, who was still afraid, smiled reluctantly: "you must have experienced many... Terrible things, and so do I."

"When I was in Shenlin castle, I worked with Loren to help the elves resist the invasion of Ogres - maybe not compared with duanjie mountain, but the scene... Was really as terrible!"

"That's hell, living hell..." Ernst slowed down his tone: "and all we can do is let as many people live in hell as possible.

Please, Lord Ayn Rand. "

"Yes."

At the moment of turning around, the little wizard who suddenly remembered something stopped and looked curiously at Ernst's right hand: "no offense, but what you have in your hand... Is the letter paper sent by his highness connord?"

Some surprised middle-aged Knights glanced, and the inkpad on the letterhead did have the iron crown mark of the desallion family.

"It's just a document for the rear supply line. You're wrong."

Ernst, who didn't look back, replied stiffly. Instinctive intuition made the little wizard still uneasy, but he said goodbye to him politely and left the wall.

It was not until the petite figure disappeared in the city wall that the silent middle-aged Knight slowly opened the letter. It was obvious that the letter written in a hurry came into his eyes:

"To the faithful Ernst dreisis:

The army has arrived at the blood skeleton Valley and found the traces of Brandon's encampment and two battles. It is obvious that they had an encounter here;

But in addition, our Rangers never found more traces and clues of Brandon, everything was buried by the snowstorm, and a large-scale avalanche occurred on the east side of blood skeleton valley;

Everything confirms my guess that Brandon may have died... Although it's not what I want.

A snowstorm is coming. Get ready, Ernst;

Read and destroy,

Connord de sallion. "