Chapter 664 - An Unexpected Visitor (1/2)

Chapter 664: An Unexpected Visitor

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

Orida Fortress

Snowflakes drifted down like cotton from the heavens. Link stood on top of the fortress’s wall, looking out pensively over the Black Forest.

The High Elves’ persistence to merge the two realms would soon bring about an age of darkness. The God of Light was no more. He had transformed into the ravenous Ruler of Light and Darkness. Though he was still in the Fedaro realm, it would soon only be a matter of time before he set his eyes on Firuman. And the human race still had the Army of Destruction in the Black Forest to worry about.

The path set before the human race was fraught with countless obstacles. One false move could mean the extinction of the entire race.

How should they proceed now?

Should they go after the Army of Destruction? No, the Black Forest was just too dangerous. The fortress simply did not have enough manpower right now to confront the Army of Destruction on equal footing. The High Elves would also not stand idly on the sidelines. Whether they chose to continue assisting the Army of Destruction in their war efforts or turn around and attack Ferde themselves at this point, the humans would still suffer.

In any case, there was nothing good to be gained from going after them at the moment.

Should they attack the Isle of Dawn directly? No, that would be folly. The Isle of Dawn was surrounded by precipitous cliffs as well as countless defensive magic seals. It was even protected by the World Tree itself. Any attempts to storm that place would be suicide.

Link knew that the human armies currently did not have the strength to bring the fight to their enemies. Their only option for now was to bolster their own strength while being on the defensive and patiently looking out for any new developments in the situation.

However, the humans’ enemies would also be building up their own strength as they stayed on the defensive. They simply could not let the Army of Destruction or the High Elves do as they pleased.

They needed to disrupt their enemies’ plans somehow.

But how should they go about it? Having only just returned from the Sea of Void and still not having a good grasp on the situation at hand, Link did not have the slightest idea what his next move should be.

“My Lord.” Eliard had come over. In a formal setting like this, he would never casually call out Link’s name as he would when it was just the two of them. He was now looking at Link with utmost reverence. “Should we go after them?”

Link shook his head. “No. It would be too dangerous. For now, we should just take advantage of the fact that the Army of Destruction currently do not have the power to carry out a follow-up attack, and continue chipping away at the enemy’s forces while we maintain our defenses here.”

This was the safest option he could think of.

Eliard immediately understood Link’s reasoning. Standing beside Link, he noticed that his brows were furrowed. He asked, “Is something troubling you?”

Link nodded. Realizing that the officers around them were now looking at the two of them, he said, “Yes, there is. However, it’s nothing too urgent. Let’s go to the stronghold. I need to see how Kanorse is doing now.”

Eliard did not raise any objection to this. The two of them then headed towards the stronghold in the middle of Orida Fortress.

Inside the stronghold, Milose, Elovan, the Red Dragon Warrior Felina, Princess Annie and everyone else all came over to greet him. Link nodded at each of them. He was then guided by Princess Annie to Kanorse’s room.

Kanorse was sleeping soundly on his bed.

After resting for three days, and under the watchful eye of Eliard and the others, Kanorse’s condition was finally improving. Though he still had not woken up, his breathing and pulse were now stable. For now, his life was out of the danger zone.

But Kanorse was a Warrior. A Warrior without both his arms was as good as a dead one.

Princess Annie broke the grave silence in the room by exclaiming, “We should be thankful that he is still in the world of the living.”

Link walked forward and closely inspected Kanorse’s wounds. He then looked at Eliard. “How much combat power do you think Kanorse will be able to regain if we build him another pair of arms using the Flesh Puppet technique?”

Eliard shook his head. “I’ve thought of it as well, but it would be extremely difficult to pull off. Kanorse is already quite powerful. His strength is currently at Level-11. We could use the Flesh Puppet technique to reconstitute new arms for him, but to use it in a fight… I’m afraid that his new arm might not be able to handle the strain of having Battle Aura channeled into it.”

He recalled the time the High Elf Magician Milose had his arm ruined by the Beastman King Avatar. Link had used the Flesh Puppet technique to fashion him a new arm. The only difference was that as a Magician, Milose was not a physically strong or agile person and so never saw the need to wield highly concentrated power in his body in his everyday life. Thanks to this, Link was able to effectively use the Flesh Puppet technique on the High Elf.