"Disconnect the bridge deck!" he ordered sharply.
There was a roar and a violent earthquake, and the long bridge broke from it, falling into the abyss like its predecessor. The cold wind was blowing around. Those who unfortunately rushed onto the bridge were falling. Soldiers from both sides struggled and shouted, and their figures were covered by large clouds of ice powder. The Blue Saint stood on the other side, her face full of panic. She looked at the edge of the broken bridge until the elk jumped up to a high point on the shore.
"What are you doing?" Uriel walked through the retreating crowd and found his mentor. "The Imperial Knights are on the bridge too!"
Joey didn't look back. Fortunately, he didn't. The apprentice quickly looked away, otherwise he would have returned to reality the next second. "Get away." He grabbed a flying arrow and threw it into the abyss. He seemed to be the same as he was in Mortus, but he was too far removed from Uriel's memory. Maybe this is someone similar to the White Envoy of the Tower, not him. After all, there was a thousand years between these two people.
The imperial flag wavered. The "Victor" flew from the canyon to the edge of the cliff. His horse slipped on the solid ice and almost knocked down the scout. But the knights blew the horns for him, the only survivor, and responded with flying spears and arrows to the enemy. The commander who gave the order didn't even pay attention to the broken bridge. He stared at the Blue Saint, as if he wanted to see a hole in her body.
"Everyone stop." The leader of Saint Valoran ordered the tribe, and her fingers stretched the veins as she grasped the antlers. "Everyone stop! In the name of Heather." The elves stopped firing arrows, but the animals were still roaring. "Stop!" Her voice became sharp, piercing the fog. Mystery rises from the antlers, and strange ripples appear on the forest leaves, setting off brown and green waves. The chaos ended abruptly. The arrows from both sides were deflected and followed the ice into the abyss.
Uriel shuddered, feeling a strange pressure from her body, but it didn't seem to come from mystery. This blue saint hidden behind the pages of history is still a ring-level person, but she can overwhelm her fellow tribesmen. Even if the profession can add power, the gap shouldn't be so big. In Saint Valoran a thousand years later, the nature priest Love Faraf's mystery is also quite outstanding, but Uriel knows that the difference stems from her soul, but this blue saint...
She was not a nameless one, Uriel concluded. Even members of a society are exposed when they cast magic that does not originate from their profession. For the same kind, the attraction from fire is particularly obvious. If the Blue Saint is a nameless person, the apprentice will be able to detect it immediately. In the ancient times, the reputation of the unknown was not so bad that it forced them to hide in the mountains and forests. However, the source of the fear remains a mystery.
"They don't want to admit defeat," Vilonca said. He was calming his horse and shaking the ice off his cloak.
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"Some people are unwilling." McAdam pulled the reins to avoid the flying scum. "The attack occurred suddenly and the other party did not expect it."
"Are you sure those are forest races?"
"I always look good."
Compared to the silence on the other side, the knights of the Empire were still restless. They stared at the inhuman creatures with fighting intent in their eyes. Turning enemies into friends is easy, but unfortunately not many people can actually do it. The war between Aurenia and Saint Valoran has lasted for nearly five years, and the hatred has become indelible.
Uriel did not doubt that the forest race hated humans, but launching a surprise attack when a peace agreement was signed was undoubtedly an extremely irrational plan. It goes against the purposes of both parties, no one can profit from it, and Saint Valoran will not allow anyone to destroy the hard-won peace. The Cang Saint's face was as white as paper, and the apprentice could see it clearly. She would have to hand over her people for alms, lest the iron hooves of the Imperial Knights trample the forest at His Majesty's command. In addition, if the Holly Agreement can really be completed, she may have to make more concessions on the agreement.
"They want to talk again," Joy said. He stood closest, right next to the smooth broken bridge. Melt water flows down the rocks along the horses' hooves. As the executor of the bridge truncation, the mentor obviously received special care during the previous chaos. There are many people among the forest race who are as blinded by anger as Uriel, and he now regrets blaming Joey. The Knights of Silver Song prohibit it, and I can't do it.
"They want it," McAdam said, "but we don't have to settle for it. It's good, there's nothing to rush now."
"You might as well listen to the conditions." Veronca persuaded, "This is the mission entrusted by His Majesty."
His Royal Highness glanced at him. "Even if the mission is completed now, His Majesty will not be satisfied." He said sarcastically, "This is really a good opportunity that I have worked hard to find." The "Victor" was speechless. "Just ask, I can't change my father's will. Neither can Saint Valorant."
"It's better than failure." Knight Commander Silver Song comforted him. His horse finally stood upright.
"You can continue talking if you want." Joey relayed to the Blue Saint, "But we have conditions...what conditions? How do I know?"
"I know." Veronka said angrily, "Let's settle the accounts just now. Hand over the attacker! Offending His Highness is a serious crime and must be severely punished."
"Hand them over. Someone is going to kill them."
After hearing the narration, the Blue Saint paused. "Please forgive me, envoys of the empire, but the attackers are either dead or have escaped. Saint Valoran will give you an explanation before evening. I can only guarantee this. Regarding the offense, this is indeed our fault, but no matter After all, life is worth more than anyone's dignity. Even sinners. Their crime is traitor, not an offense against mortals." Her common language is quite beautiful, Uriel has long been aware of it. "That's our bottom line."
"She said no," Joey told them. "What's the point?"
"Did she say the second part?" McAdam interrupted, "I don't think that's what it meant. Remember to remind me not to think of you as a herald again, Joey. For the sake of the three gods, go find someone else. Come." So the messenger became "Firefly". "I always thought that the bottom line of Saint Valoran was to preserve the Shimmering Forest."
"I will make up for the previous accident." The Blue Saint promised that she was telling the truth. "Those people are still our companions, but they have different wishes. It is impossible for Orenia to be unified..."
"Unfortunately, we are not that democratic."
"We will learn from you. From the system to the military system, it doesn't matter if you don't get results. Saint Valorin decided to sign the peace agreement. We are here for this and will not give up halfway."
"I believe that some forest races are willing to accept friendly assistance from the empire. Some."
The Blue Saint released her antlers and held her two hands together. "Twilight Forest longs for peace." There was pain hidden in her voice. "War is our last choice. Heather believers will never take the initiative to provoke conflicts. But even so, the young tribesmen still put their honor on equal footing with their lives. Then they died in vain on the battlefield. Their sacrifices were exchanged for today and your friendly assistance. These tribesmen with different opinions are also children of the forest, and we are one."
She hates us, Uriel knows. Peace does not mean allowing aggression. If I were her, I would hate these humans who took away my home. But love and hate are not factors that determine war, they can only determine peace. People often see this as weakness.
"Besides, I can represent Saint Valorant, and my decision is their decision." The Blue Saint raised her head, "I can let them die to defend their dignity, but I will not do that." There was silence behind her, Forest races use silence as a sign of obedience.
Uriel understood her hint. The Saint of Blue is the supreme leader of Saint Valoran. She signed an agreement with the Empire on behalf of herself and the forest race. But Aurenia sent an envoy, and the emperor would not come in person. McAdam can represent the Aurenia Empire, but right now he cannot represent himself. The emperor ordered him to sign a peace agreement with the forest races. No matter what happened, he had no right to change the purpose until he received new orders.
"Look around, madam, it's hard to imagine that we actually have the same purpose. Breaking the truce before signing the contract, is this the secret of victory taught to you by the forest goddess?" McAdam asked. “If we can’t even ensure a safe environment for peace talks, how effective can a contract be?”
"Saint Valorin does not strike with an egg against a stone."
"This is why His Majesty did not come in person, Sir Veronka." Mike turned to the Knight Commander and said, "Otherwise, they would have tried even if it was an egg against a stone. Well, let's listen to the conditions she attached. Make the reasons for rejection stronger.”
"We admit our failure, humans. Heather believers do not make excuses for their mistakes." The Blue Saint said, her face actually looked brighter than before. "Saint Valoran will only bow to those who defeat it, so we will still expel the poachers and slave-catching teams that break into the forest..."
"...Only accept orders from the empire?"
"And His Majesty the Emperor's knights."
To be honest, the status of Saint Valoran is almost equal to that of the future Eastman Kingdom. It was originally a mysterious fulcrum that had been passed down for a long time, but now it was forced to become a subordinate ally of the mortal empire, protected and exploited. Uriel quietly looked at the Silver Song Knights. This invincible army was more terrifying than four years ago. The apprentice could not judge the limit of the knights' mystery. Mystery and craftsmanship created a whole miracle, and they were enough to conquer every inch of land in Binya Ao thousands of years later. Losing to the Silver Song Knight is nothing to be ashamed of.
"Your kindred doesn't seem to think so."
"They are unwilling to beg for mercy." The Blue Saint said in the most indifferent tone, "But Heather allows us to bow our heads in the face of survival. Is it necessary to repeat it? We agree to the reasonable request made by Emperor Aurenia to preserve life. Folks of the forest.”
"Then how do you define reasonableness?"
"Start by respecting each other's laws. Saint Valoran will sign a peace agreement with the Knights of Silver Song. To ensure that the order is binding on the oath, Chu Yuan cannot sign as a representative." chapter
