Chapter 808

"Did you hear anything just now?" Edith looked at Brian, who was instructing the soldiers to set up the defense line at the bottom of the cave.

"Sound?" Brian stopped what he was doing, looked around suspiciously, "No, Miss Edith, I didn't hear any other sounds except for the sound of water."

"Really?" She frowned, "Did I hear wrong?"

"What kind of sound is it?"

"Like a horn, very muddy... very close to the sound of water," Edith paused, "it seems to be coming from the south."

That was the direction that the witches explored deeply—the raging dark river disappeared into the dark cave from north to south. Although there were some strange glowing plants growing on both banks, they couldn't illuminate too far after all. The entire waterway is like an entrance to the abyss, swallowing everything she sees in it.

"Well... I think it may be because we are located deep in the snow-capped mountains, we can't see the sky, and we don't even have the illusion caused by the lack of fire." Brian showed a considerate smile, "The soldiers who have been on the battlefield are okay, you will It's not surprising to feel nervous, if you feel uneasy, you and Miss Maggie will return to the entrance of the passage later."

Familiar expressions, and familiar words... Edith was not surprised by what the Musketeer Battalion Commander said. Although she was wearing light leather armor and a helmet with a sword around her waist, most people still regarded her as a A bystander sent by the city hall, or... a pearly woman, just like her title, beautiful and fragile. It is precisely because of this that it is very common to care and please along the way.

It's just that they don't understand that the pearls produced by the giant clam in the Northland are all soaked in blood.

The blood of fish, the blood of water animals... even the blood of fishermen.

That's why they can grow so huge, thus giving birth to round pearls the size of a fist.

Roland Wimbledon was probably the only one who ignored her appearance from the beginning, and even treated her as an opponent.

"Thank you, but it's better for me to stay here. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to His Majesty's city hall if I escape alone?" But Edith didn't express what she was thinking, she smiled and declined. Ryan's proposal, and this smile made the other party slightly stunned, and it took a while before he looked away in embarrassment.

"I don't think His Majesty and Lord Barov will mind this..." Bryan coughed twice, "It's just that I don't quite understand why you followed the First Army to such a dangerous place?"

"This way you will trust me," Itti said without any concealment.

"What?"

"You should have heard about the battle of God's Will," she said frankly, "When a fateful battle comes, His Majesty will naturally not be able to take care of all aspects of the battle situation. He needs many officials to assist him in commanding the army. And the army also needs people from the city hall to provide logistics and support. At that time, will you trust an official who has fought side by side with you, or a guy who sits in an office and deals with manuscripts all day long?"

"..." Bryan showed surprise on his face, and he was stunned for a moment before he said, "How dare you say such things..."

Of course Edith knew what he was referring to. Even a former patrol captain who was born and bred in the village could understand the meaning of these words. To put it bluntly, it is called assisting in command, but to put it bluntly, it is called meddling in power. It is absolutely intolerable to be replaced by other lords, especially the group of knights under him, who must be controlled by himself.

But now that the number of the First Army has exceeded 5,000, the practice of the Knights is obviously too backward-in fact, the staff formed by His Majesty is such an organization between the army and the city hall, and the final power still belongs to the He, and the command below will only spread further. Edith dared to say these words only after knowing what Roland Wimbledon was thinking. She didn't intend to join the staff, she just wanted to expand her influence as much as possible.

"Of course I wouldn't dare to be another king, but His Majesty Roland is different..." She laughed, "You must know that even the city hall officials need to go to the front line to participate in the battle before they are eligible for promotion. I said this in front of everyone, so I have to set an example.”

"Your Majesty...he agreed?"

"No, I can only say that there is no objection."

"Uh, doesn't that mean agreeing?" Brian asked puzzled.

"Politics can't be understood in this way," Edith spread her hands. "Even verbal promises don't necessarily count until they are written down, let alone silence."

"So that's how it is..." Battalion Commander Musketeer couldn't help but sighed, "Politics is really complicated."

"That's right."

In addition, it is also the purpose of this trip to go further into the witches, understand their abilities and personalities, and get along with them.

His Majesty has undoubtedly devoted a lot of energy to the witches, and the construction of Neverwinter City is also inseparable from the witches. If you want to reach the pinnacle of power, you will naturally need to win their support.

From the current point of view, the plan is going very smoothly, probably because she is also a woman, and she will not attract repulsion when contacting witches, which has actually become an obstacle for Barov.

"The next batch will be God's Punishment Witches?" Edith changed the subject.

"Well, it should be. Miss Maggie can only transport five or six people at a time, and you have to run at least a dozen times to set up the outpost." Brian also replied in cooperation, "By the way, what do you think is the second best?" Where is the best place to place the machine guns?"

"A place with higher ground... well, I remember a rocky place in the back that seems to be good..." Just as she turned to look at the cave behind her, a glowing plant seemed to twist, as if something broke the air. Steady, the scene becomes blurred.

what?

Before she could warn the soldiers of the First Corps facing her, the air twisted violently again, and this time the ripples appeared behind the members of the machine gun squad.

With a soft swish, a soldier's head rolled down from his neck, the smile still frozen on his face.

"Enemy attack!" Edith shouted at this moment, "The enemy is invisible!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, two more soldiers were pierced through their chests, and the moment blood spattered, the ripples were also stained a little red.

There is more than one opponent!

Her thoughts changed sharply, and she threw a dagger with one hand, and flew straight to the place where the first soldier fell, and at the same time drew her sword to keep up—when the dagger was blown away by an invisible thing, her long sword flew from the other side. An angle pierces the root of the corrugation.

Edith knew that if she kept retreating blindly, she would only be surrounded by front and back—there was only one bonfire here, and it was also the only way to detect the enemy's movements. Can't escape easily!

While still roughly determining the enemy's position, attacking is the only chance of victory!

There was a soft touch from the tip of the long sword, as if piercing into the flesh, which made Edith happy.

She guessed right, whether it is a human or a beast, the connection between the weapon and the body must be a weak point—just like the hand holding the sword and the end of the claw, once injured, it will lose its offensive ability in a short time.

Just when Edith was about to retreat, a gust of wind swept towards her from the other side, the speed was so fast that she felt a chill on her face.

Hell, this guy actually has two weapons?

Years of fighting experience made her subconsciously let go of her right hand holding the sword, and at the same time rolled to the ground, as if something brushed past her behind her head, her long hair flew away, blooming like withered petals , sprinkled everywhere.

She didn't care to get up and yelled directly at Brian, "Quick, shoot me!"