"feim zii gron."
Draguet fled from the valley. The heart of her left chest had been penetrated by sand. Although this was painful for the dragon, it was not a fatal injury. However, this pain made her realize something more clearly that she had already understood - she was not even qualified to fight.
The troops outside the valley had no idea what was happening in the valley. Yinvar's fire burned a path in the rock, big enough for Dragoue to crawl through, but not big enough for thousands of troops to pass. They were divided into three teams, one team was clearing the road at the mouth of the valley, and the other two teams were trying to take a detour from two directions to the top of the mountain to overlook the situation in the valley.
In order not to alarm them, Drague did not dare to transform into a dragon. She blurred her body with a magical roar, and used her feet to pass through this army of 17,000 people vigorously but silently.
Draguet's actions were not entirely traceable. As long as you pay a little attention, you can see a thin blood trail extending from the valley to the direction of the temple. When the stone pillars in front of the temple appeared in front of Drague's eyes, her legs softened and she fell to the ground.
"Get up. You and I are on the battlefield now. Even if we faint, we have to do so after reporting the situation."
Ella's voice appeared directly above Drague. She stood in front of the temple door with a majestic attitude that Drague had never seen before. The stone pillars engraved with ancient wisdom solemnly surrounded her. In a moment of trance, Drague even thought that Standing there were the gods of the temple.
Seeing that Drague was still in a daze, Ella opened her mouth expressionlessly and said for Drague: "The plan failed, didn't it?"
Drague nodded vaguely, then immediately shook his head.
Ella took a deep breath and said, "Don't be impatient. Speak slowly and step by step. Is it because the curse didn't take effect?"
"I don't know." Drague finally regained his composure and replied, "Yin Ben Xina hid in the valley and cut off the passage with falling rocks. He never had direct contact with the army from the beginning to the end."
"Refuse to conflict with the army? In other words, our speculation is correct, the curse is indeed on the army?" Aila thought for a while, then shook her head, "No, this can only mean that Yin Ben Xi That is the same result as we speculated. He has not experienced this curse himself, so he may not know more than us."
"Amy didn't come back with me." Drague looked up at Ella who was in deep thought, "Don't you ask about her situation?"
Ella bit her lip and shook her head.
"Don't ask, you can't ask. I'm not strong enough at all, there are many things that will make me collapse. But I can't lose now. The Seven Hills Empire is in a very critical moment, and there are still many things waiting for me to do. Dragu Aye, can you still fly?"
Drague looked at Ella stupidly. There was no doubt that the woman who claimed to be a royal was showing sadness in her eyes. But the sad eyes made Drague understand the meaning of strength better than any heroic words.
——But how long can this strength last?
"What else can you do? What else can we do?" Drague looked up and asked Ella, and seemed to be asking the sun, moon and stars in the sky, "The army has been blocked at the mouth of the valley. Is Yin Ben Xina intentional? A head-on conflict with the army. We alone, even if we try our best, will never be able to defeat Yin Ben Xina."
"No, we haven't tried our best yet." Ella read every word with all her strength, "We can still look for help from allies - Drague, can you still fly?"
"I can still fly." Drague reluctantly stood up, "Where do you want to go?"
"It will be a bit far. Fly northwest, across the continent, the sea, then across the sea, the continent, to Britain - to find your sister."
Britain is extremely far away from the Empire of the Seven Hills. Even with Drague flying at full speed, it took several days and nights. When Drague finally landed in a forest in Britain, her face had become extremely pale due to pain and fatigue, and no trace of blood could be seen.
"I met your sister when I was in Zealand. She was petite but terrifyingly powerful." Ella stared into the distance. "This is our biggest trump card when facing Yin Benxi. She didn't respond to your call. I should have come to find her right away, and it's all my fault now."
Drague let out his silent roar in the distance, spreading the message for help throughout Britain through trees, soil, clouds and other natural creatures.
Then, they sat down and waited quietly for Mellie's reply.
Another night passed with no reply.
Drague had vaguely anticipated something. She turned around and saw that Ella's determined eyes, which she had fought so hard to maintain, had become more gloomy.
"Let's go directly to Alfred." Ella said, "Your sister should be by his side. Even if she is not there, we can still find out her whereabouts from Alfred."
"Do you know Alfred?"
Mentioning this, Ella relaxed slightly: "I know him. He is my ally and a good person."
At this moment, a panicked cry suddenly came from the distance: "Help, help—!"
The source of the voice was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a thin build, but holding a spear that was very disproportionate to his stature. Three forest wolves were chasing him, salivating.
The boy's steps stumbled, and he had obviously exhausted all his strength. He stumbled and fell to the ground before running a few steps in Ella's direction. Facing the approaching forest wolf, he closed his eyes and threw the spear away. But the spear was not built for throwing at all, and the boy was not strong enough, so it flew forward a short distance before falling to the ground.
The boy was frightened and turned over, crawling on the ground with his hands and feet. Two of the three wolves had already arrived on his left and right sides. The other wolf jumped up from behind and pounced on the boy's neck.
"Fass ru maar (frightening roar)."
Drague let out a magical roar in the boy's direction. The three wolves immediately stopped. They glanced at Drague from a distance, turned around and ran away unwillingly.
The boy crawled on his hands and knees to Ella and Draguet. His face was scratched with tears and dirt.
"Why did you walk into such a deep forest alone? Looking at you holding a spear, do you want to hunt?" Ella educated the boy, "You are too young. The forest is very dangerous for you. Next time Don’t go into such deep places.”
The boy wiped his tears and shook his head.
"You were almost eaten by a wolf just now, doesn't this make you sober?" Ella frowned, "Where are your parents?"
"My parents can't help me," the boy whispered, "because this is the order of the King of Knights."
