Chapter 17 The end and the beginning of the end (the end of this volume)

When Ally was considering whether to go to the girl in black again to make things clear, the uncle pushed the door of the pub and came in.

"Yo, my little military division, the task has been completed, and that guy has no chance to sing this time." The uncle is obviously very happy. Of course, as for how the other party is, it is not something to consider.

"Well, right? What should I do next? It's impossible to sneak attack tonight. That guy's vigilance will definitely become very high. I don't think he will rest his soldiers tonight."

The uncle frowned and asked, "So, how about I send a few soldiers to harass?"

"No, since it's that guy, he will definitely consider this aspect, so let's forget it today. Let them breathe down and go straight out of the city to fight tomorrow. It's not a way to always waste like this."

"Well... My little military division, it seems that you know that guy very well?"

"...This is nothing, as long as you make a simple analysis." Allie knows very well how to use words. If she says that she is actually not familiar with that guy than me, I guess the uncle will get to the bottom...

After getting the answer he wanted, the uncle was very happy, and then took out a few bottles of medicine from his pocket. "This is the latest potion, which can be used as a spell. This bottle is shrinkage, this bottle is acid... This bottle is..."

"What is this?" Allie is a little strange. Although she is a little curious about alchemy, she is still a mage after all.

"Nothing, just think it's for you!" Then the uncle left his position and went out, and a soldier behind him whispered, "Your excellency... Please throw away these things quickly... There is something wrong with what my adult made..." Then he immediately followed and left.

"...what is this...experimental object?" Allie thought about it and finally left these things. Even if she can't use them, you can consider giving Dior a try...

At the same time, Dior wandering somewhere feels a cold wind blowing...

Allie's plan is correct. The news from the spies ahead is that 'most of the enemy's troops are not chaotic, only a small number of the teams are on routine duty.'

So, there was no big battle that night and the next day, including the temptations of both sides. On the contrary, the uncle was a little restless. Although the detective told him that the enemy's grain and fodder could not be transported again so soon, he still found Ally and explained that he wanted to do it tonight. I raised the idea of the camp.

"This... seems to be a little feasible... but do you dare to bet? You know, if you make a mistake in this bet, you will face the danger of being half destroyed!"

Ally solemnly reminded her uncle that she was just a temporary consultant, and she could not make a big decision.

"...It doesn't matter, I'll bet on this one! It will always have a great impact on the business in the city!" After thinking for a moment, the uncle said firmly, and then smiled and asked Ellie in a very gentle tone.

"So...my little military division, is there anything else I can instruct?"

"No, I'll take action with you tonight, okay?"

"No problem, I'm glad it's too late!"

So, the uncle and Ally discussed how to break through the camp to find the weapons pile - no, those soldiers should not be able to remove the weapons in such a big move, so Ellie asked 2,000 soldiers to wrap their boots in a thick cloth, and then smear the black juice on any of their shining weapons. Then he asked to remove any armor that could make a sound. In the end, everyone went into battle with just a weapon.

"Uh... Will this affect combat effectiveness?" The uncle thought that his soldiers' combat effectiveness would be about doubled if he went on like this...

"No, don't you know that Saints are the most powerful when they take off their armor?"

A cold wind blew through...

"Wah ha..." This is the only person who is laughing. Except for a certain god, everyone else looks at Ellie inexplicably.

"...Forget it, when the time is set for three moons to rise to the middle of the sky, anyway, tonight the moon is at most a slightly thick line." Then he quickly got into his carriage.

"Cough... If I guess correctly, she must be shy." A god bit his ear at Dior, "...I keep silent..."

(At midnight, near the woodland around the rebel camp.)

"Well..." A dark whistle fell to the ground and died. Sergley gradually appeared from behind him, and then slowly put the body of the lost soul in her hand to the ground.

"............" Ellie quietly touched behind her and held Serly's cold hand. "It doesn't matter... It doesn't matter... Just get used to it... It's necessary... Just get used to it..."

"...hmm..." Because it was too dark, Ellie didn't see how Serena's expression was, but she decided to go back and have a good '**' her cowardly sister.

"Prepare..."

The uncle whispered to his troops. Elf first moved to hide not far from Ellie and slowly pulled out the blackened sword from her waist - she resisted desperately when she first dyed the weapon! But in the end, with the threat of 'not taking you away', she had to paint her beloved weapon with black paint.

Dior leaned boringly by a big tree, but even the sentry at hand did not see his existence, because he had entered a state of racial stunts that he could not explain. When Ellie slowly raised her right hand, and then flashed with a faint glory--

A loud and dazzling fireworks exploded above the camp. In an eye, the uncle rushed silently to the low fence with soldiers who had touched less than 60 yards of the camp, and then when the sentry was ready to send a letter... A short sword had pierced his neckbone from the front of his throat and then penetrated from the rear. Dior boredly pulled out his dagger, and the sentry, who did not know his name, age or voice, died in silence.

"Hum... Huhaha... I haven't felt this for a long time..." Dior smiled deeply and then turned into a black whirlwind and rushed into the camp!

At this time, there was already a sound of killing in the camp. Some half-sleeping rebel soldiers were well-trained to grab their weapons and shoot at the enemy who rushed in, and some were not soberly cut to death with a sword - war is always based on tricky...

At this time, Ellie was not idle. While following the uncle's team to charge to the camp under the protection of Alf and Seshely, she opened the biological detection spell, while the uncle held a long sword in her left hand and smashed the flat bottle taken out of her pocket in her right hand. On each tent, on the supplies, the firelight reflected on the murderous faces, splashing blood and endless screams...

Alf and Cercily protected Allie with pale faces. In fact, they didn't have much strength to hold their weapons... This scene was just imagined in the description of the bard, in various piles of words, in the memories of retired veterans, but when they saw the real scene... Only then did they find how small they were...

"What are you doing! Go this way!"

In the camp dispersed by the firelight, Ellie greeted the two girls loudly. Her face was still as usual, but her unconscious frown also showed her disgust for here - no normal person likes war... and no normal person likes to see enemies or her own people splash blood in the war... Unless his mentality is not Positive.

Allie contacted Dior in her heart and asked him to stop a horseman on the path behind the camp, and she would arrive quickly, and then reach out her hand to hold the two girls - it's difficult for them, and she may have to work for a long time when she goes back...

When the three waited for the flames to rise in the air and left the camp shouting for killing the sky behind, Dior finally put the bloody blade into the scabbard at his waist. His body was covered with blood, but his look was happy.

"Well...that's it!" Dior pointed to the young man who fainted on the ground and saw the dead horses and several guards.

"Good job, what do you want?" Allie squinted and looked at Dior maliciously, and the latter quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no... It's my biggest reward to help the master..."

"Well, I wanted to terminate the contract with you..."

(At noon the next day, in the city.)

"Yo, my cute little military division, you look much better than you in that completely tasteless black robe!" The city owner's uncle did not hesitate to praise Allie's pink and purple mage robe, and the latter elegantly thanked the city owner for his praise.

"Well, we are on our journey. If possible, please visit the sales department of the college." Allie stood in front of the floating carriage and said goodbye to the city owner.

"Okay! Have a good trip!"

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"Okay, the next thing is this guy's problem." After Alley asked Sheri to drive slowly, she sat back to her position, and on the empty floor in the middle of the carriage was lying a young man with short black hair, black eyes and yellow skin who was tied but still struggling.

moved his fingers, and the rope fell off as if it had vitality. The young man immediately stood up, but when he was about to exit, he felt a very light force hitting him, and then he felt uncomfortable that he could not move.

"Uh... According to the usual practice, this bastard is made to throw the gap between the planes directly like this. There is nothing else to say." A god rubbed his temples and pronounced a sentence.

"Ellie, the gap refers to..." Under the guidance of Ellie's efforts, Elf and Cerrie barely got out of the shadow of killing and war, but it is unknown how to do it is deep in their hearts.

"...I can't help it, Elf. This kind of thing is an internal problem. There is no need to participate here." Allie said lightly, as if the person from the same world in front of her was just a strange existence.

Dior... This guy is still in a dark state, don't pay attention to it.

"But... out of humanity..." Elf wanted to defend something, but thought of the raid in the camp, swallowed the words that came to her mouth again, and helplessly turned her head to look at the retreating scenery outside the window.

"Well, execute it. I'm going to take a break." Allie covered her face with the book, and the last thing she saw was that a god grabbed the young man's collar...

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Is it over? Yes, this volume is probably over... As for the next volume... Keep it secret, but I guess it will continue to be a relaxed story... I don't write well about battles and wars, so it's always easy to bring... There is something about humanity or pity... Talking too much can only make people entangled, so I don't need to Talking about this issue, as for the protagonist... people are different, and everything is always biased out of heart, so you don't have to worry about the thinking of 'whether this approach is right', but the idea of 'I stand in this position, so what should I do'... The above is only a personal opinion, so good night, everyone.