Chapter 369 - The “Stubborn” Demon Princess (1/2)

Chapter 369: The “Stubborn” Demon Princess

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Duke, what’s wrong? Why did you retreat?” The dwarf King Riel was covered in blood. He looked back at the citadel in confusion.

“This is my idea,” Link said.

“Master, you…you’re here? You still have energy?” Riel didn’t count on Link joining the direct battle. He’d already blocked the dark godly technique for the army. As a Magician, Link had done enough.

Link nodded. “My power has mostly recovered, but we don’t have enough soldiers. I checked, and there are less than 13,000 now. If this continues, we will be defeated—”

Before he could finish, a loud screech came from the Black Forest.

The sound was grating. It was the typical cry of a Winged Howler and reverberated across the entire battlefield. After this, the demons that had been violently attacking the city walls were momentarily dazed. Then they retreated.

The demons climbing the walls started jumping down. The Fodor Flaming Demons ramming against the gate were stunned before sprinting back. The low-level demons on the square retreated like a tidal wave, leaving the confused Dark Elves behind.

What was happening?

So many Warriors had died, and one wall had finally been breached. All the walls were about to be broken through. Why did they give up now? Were the demons stupid?

Other than the Dark Elves, the Light Army was stunned too. No one expected this change.

Riel tugged at his whiskers in disbelief. “Was the demon commander kicked in the back of his head by a mountain goat?”

“No, no, he probably guessed we’ll use magic,” Duke Abel said quietly. He looked at Link. “Master, what do we do now?”

“We’ll continue retreating. The Dark Elves haven’t left yet.” Link was shocked at the demon commander’s boldness too. No matter what, retreating when things were going well was too bizarre.

The Light Army was retreating because they couldn’t hold the city walls for much longer. Though they retreated a bit early, it was still understandable. But what was with the demons?

…

Black Forest.

Lawndale gaped at the black-haired girl. “Your Highness, why did you do that? We were about to win!”

To him, the humans were retreating, but they needed time. If they immediately attacked and caught up before the humans retreated, even the strongest magic would be useless. Would the Magician kill his own soldiers?

Furthermore, the Orida Fortress’ sturdiness was obvious. After so many deaths, it was about to be breached, but now they gave up… Did all those soldiers die in vain?

After they retreated, the humans would recompose themselves, reconquer the city wall, and repair the hole. On the other hand, they lost so many high-level demon Warriors. It was doubtful whether they could attack again.

Ah, this woman is crazy!

“Are you calling me crazy in your mind?” the girl asked with a smile.

Lawndale froze. He shook his head violently. “No, not at all. I just can’t understand your actions. You must know, the Orida Fortress is a very sturdy iron fortress. The humans clearly couldn’t hold on any longer. Retreating into the fortress is normal, and it’s not highly possible for a powerful spell to appear. The human commander isn’t stupid. If they really have a spell like that, why didn’t they use it at the start? Why would they save it until so many people died?”

The black-haired girl nodded. “You’re right, but I’m the commander of the demon army. I like retreating at this time. You can’t do anything about it.” Near the end, the girl pursed her red lips and jutted her chin out. She huffed through her nose arrogantly.

Lawndale was speechless.

His Tutor, Aymons, was already dead. As Aymons’ right-hand man, Lawndale automatically upgraded to the commander of the Dark Elves. Things had been going well, but then the demons suddenly retreated. Now, he was conflicted as to if he should have the Dark Elves retreat too.

At this time, a hoarse voice traveled over. It was Romand, the chancellor of the Silver Moon Mage Council. He walked up and said confidently, “Don’t retreat. Continue attacking. There’s no way they’ll use a powerful spell. Blocking the godly technique is enough to use up any mortal Magician’s strength!”

There were more than 40,000 Dark Elf Warriors at this time and almost 2,000 ghouls. It was many times the size of the Light Army, who had given up and was retreating. This was the best chance to snatch victory.

Only an idiot would retreat!

Lawndale had been conflicted but, hearing Romand’s words, he immediately made his decision. “Pass down the order, continue attacking!”

Woo, woo woo. The Dark Elves used bone horns. The sound was eerie and chilling. It carried the Dark Elf commander’s thought to the frontline.

The Dark Elf army was still dazed. Hearing the command, they ignored their stupid demon allies and turned around to attack.

Countless hooks with cables were shot onto the city wall from crossbows. Ghouls and Dark Elves continued climbing up. On the wall, they met sparse resistance. The human and dwarf Warriors had all retreated, leaving behind a few soldiers with shields who fought as they retreated.

“Stop chasing and open the gate! Fortify the camp!” a Dark Elf general said.

It was none other than Lund, the one who once attacked Gladstone City at night and was known as the Blood-hand Demon. He was now a Level-7 Warrior and was the strongest Dark Elf general with the highest military rank.