Chapter 130 (2/2)
To think that the kingdom would send Alina for this mission—it seemed like the mission was of great importance.
Felidia smiled, “His name is Phillip, 15 years old, the youngest and most cherished son of the elf queen. What do you think will happen if he is met with misfortune in Hot Springs City?” Felidia looked exceptionally handsome in his human disguise, especially when he smiled.
Ainos eyes lit up. “The queen would definitely be heartbroken. If the prince of the high elves died in Hot Springs City, there is no way the Norton Kingdom could give an acceptable explanation. Even if the high elf queen let the incident slide, this would worsen the already shaky relationship between humans and the high elves. There would then be no chance of an alliance between the two races. However, this has to be handled very carefully. It is easy to get ourselves in trouble.”
“Naturally,” Felidia laughed, “We will not be the one taking any action. We will merely be working behind the scenes and watch as the human race turns against themselves in an internal conflict. If Phillip is still alive after the chaos, we merely have to deliver the finishing blow.”
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Despite the Dark Elves’ plan running ever so quietly, it did not escape the eyes of the Nordic Kingdom’s resourceful and observant military.
The southernmost military zone of Hot Springs City
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A courtyard was barricaded by tall walls and a sturdy gate; the buildings in the courtyard were all made from a sturdy mineral called bluestone. There were sentry posts erected at every key location and even prowlers circling the courtyard in shifts. The whole place simply looked like a military fortress.
The parliament hall on the second floor.
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Ten middle-aged men clad in exquisite cyan leather armor and a dagger on their waist were seated in a circle around a long table. They had a majestic lion crest pinned onto their neat uniforms.
They looked serious with a calm temperament. The Battle Aura emanating from their bodies was concentrated and deep—they were all masters.
There were a number of documents on the table. One of them pulled out a specific file and said, “The recent pursuit of the Dark Elves has been a success. We have basically eliminated all the Dark Elves in the kingdom. However, there have been traces of Dark Elven magic in the Girvent Forest recently.”
He then passed the document to the man seated at the front of the long table, presumably the leader. The leader seemed to be covered with a faint grey aura, masking his facial features. While his armor was also cyan in color, the design and the Battle Aura emanating from him was clearly different from the rest. He also wore a gold cloak to differentiate himself from the rest.
“Duke sir, the recent happenings in Girvent Forest have been recorded in detail in this document. Please take a look.”
The person who was honored as Duke picked up the document and started reading. After five minutes, he gently put down the file and asked, “I am interested in this young Magician called Link. To think that he could defeat the Necromancer who was hiding in his Mage Tower. I am curious as to how he did it.”
The man who handed him the file previously seemed to have expected this statement and immediately handed over another one.
“We have already done in-depth research into this young man’s background. You can view them in this document.”
The duke took the file and read with interest. It contained a lot more information than before and it took him a good ten minutes before he was done.
“The youngest son of Hamilton. First appeared at the Lower Magic Academy of Flemmings. Defeated Lund with a Flame Blast spell and… is regarded by the Light Maiden as the Chosen One?” The Duke looked at the document with a dubious expression.
“Areve, is this true?” He looked at the middle-aged man beside him. This person was the duke’s most trusted aide.
Areve shrugged his shoulders, “There is no reason not to believe it. Even if he is not the Chosen One, it is clear that he is a talented Magician. If the Light Maiden favors him this much, he should not be our enemy.”
Herrera was referred to as the Light Maiden in the hexagon military bureau. This was due to her outstanding talent in the area of light elemental magic.
“Well, then.” The Duke smiled and tapped his finger on the table. He thought for a few minutes and said, “The Dark Elves must be planning something if traces of their magic were discovered in the Girvent Forest. I believe it is a matter of great importance. Their actions have also become more frequent recently. If my predictions are not wrong, it should be related to Prince Phillip. We have to watch him carefully and make sure he is safe.”
Prince Phillip was way too important. In times of a war, in the shadows against the Dark Elves like this, they definitely had to strengthen protection; the hexagon military bureau would not be enough.
The Duke thought for a moment before telling his aide, “I have some matters to talk to Olaf (Commander of the Royal Forest Guards) about. Areve, you take charge.”
The Hexagon Military Bureau was made up of Assassins. They were adept at setting up sneak attacks, but lacked direct combat abilities. If they wished to ensure Prince Phillip’s safety, they would require the help of powerful Warriors. The Royal Forest Guards fit this role perfectly.