"From today on, you will take my last name, Vianice Oak!" After sorting out the family tree with Ernst, Halkara decisively recognized the junior Vianice.
"Ah?" Viannis was a little surprised. After all, after being an orphan for hundreds of years, not everyone can immediately accept the news of an ancestor falling from the sky.
"Well, you are also my fourth granddaughter, a generation older than Yawenni!" Halkara counted on his fingers, turned around and saw the golden knight William Wallace beside him.
Looking at Halkara's eyes, the golden knight quickly said: "Princess, the royal family has a requirement that only the surname Augustus be used to refer to the elders. Don't let me mistakenly identify as my great-grandmother!"
"How can you not!" The wood elf was a little embarrassed after seeing his thoughts, "I just want you to take care of her more when you have time. She is my junior who has been separated for more than a hundred years, and she is so old that even high-level people can't help her." not here."
The wood elf asked very enthusiastically what level Vianis was now, what level the magic pattern bow was, how much magic potion she usually took, and whether she had a favorite magic tree as a guardian tree.
Although she was a little uncomfortable with the elders who came for free, and Vianis was a little overwhelmed by Halkara's enthusiasm, at least the human army in front of her was no longer the enemy, and it seemed that she and her subordinates were protected.
Viannis escaped from the orc tribe decades ago, wandered around for many years before hiding in the forest, and started a ranger team of her own, attracting dozens of demon worshipers of all races, and In recent years, he has established a relationship with Honil Galloping Horse, exchanging magic plants in the forest for weapons and food from the outside world, and the team has grown stronger and stronger.
Although among gangsters or rangers, Vianis is considered successful, at least stronger than a group of naive big priests. However, as an elf ranger, Vianis herself is not very powerful, she just figured it out on her own. His archery skills, and royal configurations such as magic bows and guardian trees have never been heard of.
"Only a high-level magic archer?" Halkara's face became a little confused when he heard this, "Can't it be done by an elf? When I was a junior pharmacist, I was already a high-level magic archer..."
William was happy when he heard this: "Ancestor, we can't compare like this. When you were just born, your parents and two brothers were both demigods. When you were just an intermediate magic archer, your guardian tree could move the sky by itself. The dragon beast shot down..."
"Well, stop talking," Halkara waved her hand to stop the junior from saying anything else. After all, she has not been associated with words like genius for thousands of years.
As of now, among her peers in the Oak Royal Family, she is the only one left with a high rank. Her talent, which is at the bottom among her peers, really has nothing to brag about.
Vivian, the maid next to Vianis, originally wanted to say that her young lady became a high-level archer through her own exploration and hard work. However, after listening to the words of the two people in front of her, she chose to shut up. From the princess's point of view, there is not much difference between high-level archers and ordinary demon possessors.
"I've suffered so much for you all these years," Halkara said, feeling more and more distressed as he watched Vianis look at her. He pointed at Tierney beside him, "I'll give you his set of configurations first. There are quite a few. If it’s a monster, you can first..."
While she was talking, Harkara saw the big tiger on the side. For a moment, she felt that an elf with a bow and arrow should be riding on the back of the tiger.
"Ah?" The tiger looked at the rather malicious look in the wood elf's eyes, trembled instantly, and rolled around quickly and said, "No, am I not Lant's pet? Don't treat me as a mount! Besides, I'll talk to her If we go out together, then I have to protect her, take care of her, and teach her magic..."
"Hey hey hey, you can do more hard work. I will arrange some more magic potions for you. I guarantee that you will be able to break through to the high level in a few days!" The elf flew to the top of the tiger's head and rubbed the tiger's head with both hands. Vianice and Vivian were frightened for a while.
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In the early morning of the 27th, on the Boundary River west of the Iowa Valley, Lant was wearing a new suit of armor and flying less than 100 meters above the Boundary River with a magic-patterned sword, overlooking the orc camp on the hillside on the opposite bank.
Since October, more and more orc troops have gathered on this hillside. At first, they were on equal terms with the patrols sent by Petreu. However, after October 13, an orc army carrying the royal court flag After the camp was established, more and more camps, large and small, spread out around it.
Now nine days have passed, and there is another large camp with dozens of tents adjacent to the camp of the Orc Royal Court, which has put great pressure on the Galloping Horse Knights.
Rant was flying in mid-air, silently calculating the size, weapons, supplies and other information of the orcs in the camp. Although the large camp in front of him had already reached the level of the ratmen at that time.
However, the number of these orcs is completely incomparable to that of the rat men. If we only look at the main force of the carnivorous demon possessors, there may only be a few hundred people. Even counting the vassal herbivores and various non-demon people, the number only reached a few thousand people.
In addition to the orcs, there is also a camp belonging to the galloping horse flag, where hundreds of low-level demon-holders of varying heights are sparsely training.
Lant looked at the scale of the camp in front of him and secretly calculated in his mind that based on the size of the local orcs, these were not even vanguards. The Linmao and Jiaolang vanguards, as well as the human races to which both sides belonged, had not arrived. They are just some small and medium-sized tribes that are strong in power and take advantage of others.
Not long after, a cat-shaped divine favored person walked out from the main tent of the royal court. He was dressed in a leopard pattern and looked very much like an enlarged version of the big cat before Lant.
The big cat looked up and saw Lant. He bared his teeth and roared at Lant, scaring several orcs in the surrounding camps.
"Little kitten, come up and play?" Lant stared at the big cat's beloved, randomly mobilized magic elements, and gathered into a huge light spot on his head. A large amount of magic flowed from Lant's head through his body, and then Gathering on the magic network blade.
"Roar~" Faced with Lant's almost provocative action, the Beloved on the ground roared angrily, and then a powerful force gathered above the Beloved's head, and countless magic elements gathered on its hair.
With the sound of thunderbolts, the big cat's figure suddenly expanded several times. The will and magic power of the beast god surrounded the beloved, making it the incarnation of the beast god. Its shoulder height even exceeded the height of the nearby strong orcs. top of head.
"Roar!"
After a few steps, the big cat landed on the ground and flew straight towards Lant.
(End of chapter)
