Chapter 401: Teclis's Conspiracy.
Thanks to Davian's unremitting efforts, the second magic swordsman Ogusg reluctantly agreed to lead some Hoth magic swordsmen to Lustria to support Caledor's war against the rats. .
Alfonso's family, as representatives of the Magic Swordsmen Council, have shown goodwill towards Caledo.
On the other hand, the Zhigao Archmage Belannar is still sitting on the shelf, researching knowledge that no one cares about.
Another archmage with important influence, Teclis, is plotting something in Bretonnia in the old world.
The Arden Forest in the Principality of Artois in Bretonnia is a gathering place for greenskins, beastmen, and undead. The Duke here often organizes manpower to clear out various monsters hidden in the depths that threaten the lady's territory.
But today, we welcomed a group of uninvited guests.
Teclis carefully inspected the situation here with a scrutinizing gaze. The chaotic wind of magic was entrenched here, the wagggh energy of the green skin, the evil breath of the beastman shaman, the death wind of the undead, and some familiar but familiar... Also unfamiliar with Lilith’s magical power.
A team of three hundred people is on alert, guarding the Archmage. Among them are the Sword Master Hos, the Dragon Prince, and the halberd-wielding soldiers known as the Dragon Prince's Guards.
After Teclis helped Wolan and others establish the Magic Academy in Altdorf, a group of elves from Ulthuan planned to return to their homeland from Marienburg.
Bretonnia, located in the south of the empire, is the last part of the journey.
Teclis knelt down and inspected the fragments of guide stones scattered on the ground. As an ancient elven colony, Bretonnia had many guide stones.
These exquisitely designed magic items, which took a lot of time and resources to successfully create, are still maintaining the stability of the world's magic winds.
But Tigris's trip was not to check whether the guiding stones in Bretonnia were still stable, but to do the opposite.
A dragon prince rode up to the archmage. Although he didn't want to get off his horse and explain the matter, the task assigned by the prince still had to be completed.
After turning over and dismounting, the Dragon Prince's eyes indicated that he had something to communicate with Teclis.
The Archmage also cast a sound-proofing magic, waiting for the warrior's words.
"The guiding stone in the north has been blown to pieces by us. I hope you know what you are doing." The dragon prince looked at Tigris coldly. The guiding stone was Asul's treasure. Although these things fell into the hands of human monkeys, But if you destroy it with your own hands, you will inevitably feel some guilt in your heart.
Teclis nodded to express his understanding and removed the magic.
Guide stones are the key to maintaining the stability of the wind of magic, and there are three guide stones in the Arden Forest. As long as one of them is blown up, a riot will occur.
This means...
Tigris raised his head and looked at the lake not far away. A moss-covered sculpture stood in the center of the lake, with only a two-meter-wide path connecting the outer land.
A sudden uprising, an invasion of the sacred land protected by the Lady of the Lake.
Lilith asked Teclis to come to Bretonnia to help humans get rid of the necromancers entrenched here. However, the archmage, who likes to over-interpret, believes that it is not enough to just deal with the undead. The greenskins and beastmen here must be eliminated. Solve it together.
The huge number of monsters in the Arden Forest may cause the Green Knight, the guardian of Bretonnia, to appear here. Teclis' target is exactly him, Gilles, who is considered by the Bretonnian people to be the founding king!
"Let's go, we need to find a place to help humans deal with the necromancer." Teclis grasped the fragments of the guide stone taken out of the soil, and then released his palm, letting the precious material fall out of his palm.
Five hours after the guide stone was broken, the civilians in the villages around the Arden Forest felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The wind tonight was darker than before, just like the cold wind brought by Norscan dragon ships when they plundered.
And this feeling did not keep them waiting. A large number of beastmen with dirty fur and eyes full of desire for human flesh had rushed out of the Arden Forest, screaming at the shamans to release evil spells, leaving some outside the fence. The guarding soldier's body changed. The originally upright body gradually fell to the ground, and his hands and feet deformed.
In just a few minutes, he turned into something like a monster that rushed into the village.
The bells began to ring, and a large number of civilians who were still sleeping soundly in dilapidated houses, under the loud scolding of the knight attendants, hurried to the arsenal, took their spears and leather armor, and ran towards the outskirts of the village.
Groups of squirming yellow creatures were rushing towards the wooden door. Driven by the beastmen, the furious fangs attacked the human world crazily. The speed of their four legs was much faster than that of the two-legged beasts.
A farmer with wrinkles who had been tortured by life, when he threw his legs and ran, he couldn't help but look back in fear, but he could only see the fanged beast getting closer and closer.
"Ah! Ah!"
Unsurprisingly, the man was pierced through the body by the fanged beast, and then devoured by the hungry beast.
"Close the gate!" The kingdom knight who came to the gate immediately gave the order. Even though he saw the civilians still running outside, he still chose to close the gate.
The creaking sound of the wooden door closing brought some hope to the people in the village, but also made those who were still running outside despair.
Peasants holding simple longbows stepped onto the platform, used bonfires to light the tarpaulin wrapped with arrowheads, and shot them into the darkness.
Hundreds of long arrows flew out in disorder, vaguely illuminating the bloody eyes lurking in the darkness during their flight.
The rocket hit the ground, causing a slight scream of pain, but this made the Bretonnians feel a little excited, and they were immediately swallowed up by the endless herd.
The gaps between the trees are filled with beastmen, short and thin inferior horned beasts, horned beasts with simple protection, and large horned beasts with bulging muscles.
What is even more terrifying is undoubtedly a mad whispering beast that is spreading its broken wings, its huge mouthparts dripping a large amount of yellow mucus, and its whole body is covered with dark green scales.
"Damn it, madam, is this my trial?" The kingdom knight standing on the platform clenched the sword at his waist. His village was just an ordinary place in Artois.
There is only one kingdom knight and five fledgling knights-errant, and the others are lowly civilians. How can they resist the army of beastmen?
But the beastmen didn't care what the knights of the kingdom thought. In the sound of the beast king's horn, the bloodthirsty beasts heard the call of human flesh, and beautiful dreams appeared in their minds.
Crazy, roaring, angry, all emotions that are enough to make a normal person crazy instantly appear in the mind of the beastman.
The earth is trembling, and the land protected by the Lady of the Lake is being trampled by beastmen!
(End of chapter)