In a blink of an eye, March came. Overall, Osun, who was in peace, ushered in a good start to the New Year.

Carter's "Estari" harvested a large number of crops. In February, the elves were busy harvesting crops in the fields, enriching their own grain warehouses. In today's world where foreign enemies invade more frequently, they only have the weapons in their hands.

There is also food that can bring some comfort to the civilians. According to some news, the fifth outer ring kingdoms of the fifth day of this year were invaded by chaotic creatures. Although they were not on a scale, the largest was only a few battle groups of thousands of people, but they were still given to the lower civilians.

It caused quite a lot of panic.

Therefore, after the harvest, many elves living in the countryside were narrowing their activities intentionally or unintentionally. Some elves who originally lived outside the gathering place moved to a larger town temporarily with the newly harvested food and valuable things.

In this world where information spreads not fast, except for the stories of legendary figures and events that spread very quickly, most of the other information flows very slowly. However, as the busy farming season ends and enters slack farming time, it appears in the outer ring kingdom.

There is a rumor.

The general content of this rumor is: "The demons of the sub-space are turning their attention to Aosuan. The more frequent invasions recently are evidence. Therefore, in order to protect the lives of their relatives and friends, we must regain weapons and form patrols to ensure safety."

Rumors are like wings, circulating everywhere in the countryside of the outer ring kingdom. When some nobles realize something is wrong and want to find out who is spreading this 'rumor', they can't find out the identity of the spreader.

I only know that some people wearing cloaks would interfere in the population gathering points during the gathering meetings and randomly spread this news to the crowd. As for who the cloaked person is, they don’t know what organizational force they belong to.

Of course we can know the identities of the rumors without guessing.

Carter knew that this method might not work, but it would breed panic, but it would make civilians more prepared. So after the chakra volume was satisfied, he immediately divided up more than a dozen clones with only one-line strength than ordinary people.

, spreading this kind of news everywhere, and facts have proved that this has achieved some results.

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The Kingdom of Charis, the north neighbor of Nagares, is a country with an empty and peaceful territory. Its territory area is one of the smallest among the ten kingdoms. The elves living here are far away from civilized areas and worship them.

Kunos also likes to return to natural life. Even the capital is built in the mountains

The people here live a simple life, almost all of them are excellent hunters, knowing how to survive and hunt in a sea of ​​forests. The forests of this kingdom live in a fairly ferocious wild white lion, a Charis elf

The way to prove your courage is to hunt a white lion that does evil, but that is extremely difficult, so it is also commendable to be able to hunt a white lion through teamwork.

The scattered population makes this kingdom seem not particularly vital. The entire country is spreading a simple and orderly rhythm of life. The simpler the thinking of the creature in this world, the harder it is to be corrupted by chaos.

Not everyone lives a hunter life on this land, and many people form villages and live farming life.

In a corner near the sea, there is a small village with only more than fifty households, with a total population of only more than one hundred and thirty. This small village has changed lords several times, but no matter the lords on their heads

How to change, their pace of life has never changed. They plough and rest at sunrise and sunset. They occasionally go hunting. Although the days are dull, the Charis people who may feel happiness from it will not feel bored.

A thatched cottage was built alone in a farmland. Behind the cottage was a solid fence. Pigs, cattle, sheep and other livestock were kept in captivity. The cattle were used to help plow the fields. The young man sitting inside held a

The book I borrowed from the village chief's house was sitting in a chair and basking in the sun while watching. It was the slack season and there was nothing special about being busy.

The hunting dogs raised by several families in the fields kept running happily, and the barking of the dog brought a hint of noise and vitality to this quiet land.

The young man sitting in the chair smiled when he saw the hunting dogs, got up and returned to the cottage and threw the bones left by the previous few days to them.

In fact, canine animals love to eat bones not because of how delicious the bones are, but because they all need to grind their teeth. Hard bones are their best choice for grinding teeth. But in fact, no matter what breed of dogs it is, they are omnivorous animals and simply gnaw.

The bones cannot fill their stomachs.

Looking at the hound playing in front of him, the man smiled and sat back on the chair.

He had long been accustomed to this kind of life. Their ancestors also reproduced from generation to generation, and had not changed for hundreds of years.

The sun sets soon.

People who have been busy for a day have started to rush toward their homes, while those who have returned home have already started preparing dinner.

Supper must be prepared before the sun sets. It’s not that they can’t light the oil lamp, but the Kingdom of Charis has never been a country that caravans often pass by, so sometimes you have no place to go even if you want to add some daily necessities.

, it is often necessary to send special people to big cities to purchase what people need, and then bring them back, so the Charis people are still accustomed to saving lamp oil when necessary.

Taking advantage of the last ray of sunlight to finish dinner, the elves gathered in the village center to chat about commonplace things. These are things that have been said countless times, so some people felt bored and started talking about the content of some books.

Let’s discuss the contents in it.

Some relatively young people took their two-handed axes and went to the training ground to train. Few elfs with rich food sources have night blindness. In addition, the two months without clouds can directly shine on the ground, so the visibility is still

Very tall.

They are good at using two-handed axes and constantly chopping targets on the training ground.

Not long after, the villagers gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people taking turns to watch the village’s only watchtower. When others returned home, they might do something before going to bed, or they might just go to bed.

Time will always sneak away from you while you are not paying attention. For sleeping people, a night is just a matter of turning their eyes away.

But the new day brought them different surprises.

"Block gear!!"

The bell that had not been ringing for several years rang throughout the village. The villagers who were awakened by this sound immediately got up from the bed, put on their clothes and leather armor in a hurry, then came to the center of the village with axes and bows.

At this time, on a farmland not far from the village, a dark red vortex appeared out of thin air, and it was expanding full as time went by, gradually expanding from the size of a dog hole to about three meters.

In this world where the true gods exist, this supernatural is obviously easily associated with miracles or magic, but this vortex floating in the air is shimmering with a strange green color, which doesn't look like a good person no matter how you look.

Seeing this situation, the village chief who had traveled was decisive and asked all families to send home a home to prepare their belongings and food, and to make the worst plans and be ready to leave at any time.

Sure enough, not long after, the vortex gradually stabilized, and soon some black figures emerged from it.

The elf with good eyesight looked closely and was immediately frightened by the strange and terrifying thing in front of him.

"Hello...chaotic!!"

Realizing that something was wrong, the village chief immediately reacted and hurriedly brought everyone to a place more than 150 meters away from the portal.

"Listen to my order! Everyone aims at that green vortex and shoots anything that comes out of it to death! It is the portal of Chaos creatures, and we must buy time! Let those who return home don't care about useless things.

, collect enough food for us to eat for a week, don’t waste your time!”

The villagers who received the instructions immediately launched an attack on the chaotic creatures that came out.

The Charis elves who had been hunting in complex environments for a long time were extremely good at shooting. Not long after several Chaos eggs came out, they fell to the ground with arrows on their heads.

Some brave elves even used special spear throwing weapons to hit the spear for more than 70 meters. After the spear with the lethality far exceeds the arrow hit the Chaos Egg, they instantly lost their combat ability.

But more creatures came out of the portal, the most terrifying one was the red creature who took the lead.

Three meters tall, the back of its head is extremely narrow and long, with four huge horns on its head, a special rune printed on its forehead, its skin is red, its hooves are long, and it is holding a serrated sword in its hand.

"Roar!! Praise my Lord for terror! Let death and killing come on this land!"

It was a chaotic demon, whose strength was far beyond the imagination of the villagers. The serrated sword in its hand easily blocked all the arrows' attacks, and then rushed into their array alone and waved the weapons in its hand.

The one-sided killing began.

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At the same time, on the northernmost "North Tower" island at Osun.

This huge whistle tower, which is conservatively blown by wind and rain, is repaired every few decades, while the sentries on the island are replaced every three years.

Changing once every three years is very fast for elves with a slow concept of time. Three years is almost like having just become familiar with the surrounding environment and then being transferred away.

This is mainly because the harsh environment here has too much psychological pressure on the sentry. There are more than 300 days of storm in a year, and the waves continue to hit the island under the sentry tower. When it is most exaggerated, the waves will even more.

It rushed directly to the top of the sentry tower that was dozens of meters high. The sea water will calm down only in a short period of a month every year. In this terrifying environment, no one dared to come even if it was given a high salary. If you calculate, you can't stay there for a long time.

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Saboy is one of the sentries stationed at this North Tower like this.

He has been stationed here for two and a half years, and he can be transferred from this position in six months and go to the capital with more affordable conditions.

For Saboy, six months were just a time that could pass by in a blink of an eye, but here it seemed like a year.

The dim storm and rough waves are the only scenery in this area, and his skin lacking sunlight is as pale as all the elves who are stationed here.

He was in charge of standing guard and looked at the surrounding sea level with his eyes blankly. He walked around the room at the top of the mail tower from time to time. He opened the window and felt the sea breeze while observing whether there was anything strange. If he didn't, he closed the window and squatted in front of the stove to keep warm. .

The boring days in the previous article are the norm for this whistle tower.

Saboy, who was squatting on the ground and roasting for a while, felt a little hot, stood up and opened the window and stared at the sea outside with dead fish eyes without any fluctuations.

"Um?"

When he looked north, he suddenly noticed some small black spots. Although it was a stormy weather, the rain was not very dense.

"Mm...that's a group of flying fish..."

Saboy, staring at the dead fish's eyes, muttered his guess in a tone without any emotion.

Saboy, who was raised a little interest, stared at the cold wind with the window open for five minutes. During this period, the black spots were slowly approaching this side without changing direction.

Perhaps because he noticed something was wrong, Saboy's brain that had been stalling for a long time finally started to move. Saboy, who realized something was wrong, finally showed a serious expression, widened his eyes and wanted to see the situation in the distance, and raised his feet hard at the same time Kicking the wooden floor.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

After two minutes, the companion who heard the movement slowly climbed up and shouted at Saboy in a bad tone:

"Hey! I'm still cold if you're not cold. Close the windows quickly!"

The captain who was stationed at the sentry tower might be too bored at the time. After hearing the movement, he went up to the top floor to check the situation.

"Captain! There is a situation, I'm not sure if it's right, but those in the distance should be ships! A dense crowd of ships!"

Hearing Saboy's words, the captain without armor came to the window with a little suspicion and looked to the north in the cold wind.
To be continued...