The alchemist Galt stood on the balcony of his bedroom, looking at the quiet night in trance.
This month's experience was a complete reversal in his life. From an unknown imperial mage, he became an important official in Kislev overnight.
It can be said that in this northern kingdom, apart from the great lord Rhodes and the Snow Queen he has never met, Galt hardly has to take orders from anyone else. Cross-level promotion is almost impossible in the empire. And
Here, I met myself. The only flaw is that Kislev at this moment is indeed not as prosperous and powerful as the empire.
But it is a prosperous and prosperous country. Galt said to himself.
Twelve heavy bells were heard from the tower of the cathedral in the distance, and a faint sense of weariness surged into his heart. Galt walked into the house from the balcony and was about to stay and rest. Suddenly, in the dark room, there appeared
A slender figure.
The figure was really like a shadow, motionless, as if attached to the wall. When I got closer, I realized that it was a person. The person was wearing a slender green-patterned cloak, almost blending in with the environment.
As for Galt, he almost didn't notice it when he first walked in.
"Who are you?"
Galt held his breath and asked nervously. There was a slight tremor in his words. Since the other party could avoid the guards so perfectly and sneak into his room without being noticed, it shows that his stealth ability is very powerful. If he had done it just now, I am afraid that
He was already dead.
However, the other party didn't look like an assassin. If he was really an assassin, with this person's stealth ability, he would have become a corpse long ago with just one stab in the back. But he didn't do it. Galt looked at this person nervously.
As an uninvited guest, a thick magic power has begun to condense in the palm of my hand.
"Eleria, the Forest Wanderer."
The figure walked out of the darkness and took off her hood and cloak. Only then did Galt see her face clearly. It turned out to be an elf!
Because the light in the room was very dark just now, Galt did not see the other party's pointed ears exposed from the hood.
"Don't worry, young wizard, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it just now."
The wood elf came closer.
Galt discovered that the other party made no sound when walking, like a sneaking lynx.
"I'm not worried. Of course I'm not worried. You don't have the ability to kill me yet. The person who can kill me, Gelt, hasn't been born yet!"
Galt answered loudly.
The corners of the wood elf's mouth were slightly raised, as if he didn't want to pay attention to the young wizard's boastful remarks at all.
"Won't you ask me to sit down?"
Aliria asked in a low voice.
"Tell me first what brings you here?"
Galt remained vigilant and kept a certain distance from the wood elf stalker. This distance allowed him to cast spells in a very short time and put a metal shield on his body. And if he was any closer,
, he didn’t have time to cast a spell, so he was stabbed in the neck by the assassin. Although he didn’t have much combat experience, Galt still knew this common sense.
"Let's see what kind of fool Rhodes has recruited."
The wood elf whispered back.
This answer made Geert's face turn pale. He immediately remembered what Alves said to him three days ago. It seemed that the Kislev lord had indeed many talents under his command, and he was extremely jealous. He had just been killed
Not long after he was promoted, he was so ostracized. No wonder Rhodes would arrange such an incident.
Thinking of this, Galt understood better why he was arranged to accompany the army to the pit of hell. If he didn't establish some achievements quickly, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to establish a foothold in Kislev. By then, the wealth and status he had obtained would be very small.
Might slip away again.
"Well, now that you have seen it, if you have nothing else to do, please leave."
Geert's eyebrows twitched. He knew that there would be no benefit in confronting this elf now, and he might even be subdued with one move. And once what happened tonight was spread, then he would be in Kislev.
His promising future was ruined. A good man would not suffer the consequences, so Galt pretended to be indifferent and tried to drive away this uninvited guest.
However, Aliria had no intention of giving in. She ignored the disgust and surprise of the owner of the room and sat directly on the sofa. She exposed her slender arms and took out a dagger to play with.
"You also want to go to the pit of hell?"
The wood elf asked in a deep voice. She didn't even raise her head to look at Galt. She just sat there and played with the dagger in her hand, as if it was not a weapon but a toy.
Galt was startled by this skillful movement and panicked, but he had no intention of giving in.
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
The young mage asked rhetorically.
"Yes, of course."
Aliria changed her sitting position and looked at the mage in front of her.
"You may not know what kind of place you are going to this time."
"I know, the Pit of Hell, the largest stronghold and underground fortress of the Skaven in the north of the Old World."
Geert answered in a neither humble nor condescending manner, and walked straight to the other end of the sofa, where he sat down face to face with the wood elf.
"Do you know what's down there?"
Aliria asked coldly in a low voice.
"Some experimental subjects of ratmen, some monsters that may be several times larger than normal ratmen."
Galt replied.
"It seems you don't know anything."
The wood elf returned scornfully, with a look of disdain on his face.
Geert felt that his face and dignity were being trampled under the feet of this proud elf.
However, the gap in strength forced him to endure it temporarily.
"A proud, arrogant, ignorant and stupid guy. I really don't know what Rhodes sees in you to give you such a high status and wealth."
Aliria continued to provoke, reducing the young man in front of her to nothing.
However, Galt could only grit his teeth and pretend not to hear, while half of his palms unknowingly turned into hard steel hands.
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. I'm here to give you a chance."
As if she had had enough scolding, Aliria changed the subject and mentioned the true purpose of her trip.
"Give me a chance? I need someone like you to give me a chance?"
Galt laughed.
"The expedition to the Pit of Hell is a mission assigned to you by Rhodes. The purpose is to allow you to grow as quickly as possible and establish your merits so that you can gain a foothold in Kislev. However, you feel that the position he has assigned you will allow you to grow in any way.
Is there a chance? In other words, if you go out with the army and are protected like a child, can you build real military exploits? After all, the gold-plated monument is just an appearance, and sooner or later it will still make people laugh and despise you."
The wood elf whispered.
Galt's face became even more ugly. Who is this mysterious elf? Not only does he know his whereabouts well, but he also knows the information from high-level officials. But he has never heard that there is such a person beside Rhodes.
existence? Could it be that he was a secret assassin trained by the King of the North?
Just when he was wondering, the wood elf spoke again——
"However, I can give you such an opportunity."
"The expedition to the Pit of Hell is something that has been discussed on the table. However, all the tactical arrangements are just a cover-up. Do you really think that the coalition forces of Kislev and El Chapo can break through the mouse's defense line from a frontal battlefield and conquer it?
The pits of hell?”
The words of the wood elf made Galt stunned. He had a puzzled look on his face, which was doubts from his heart. For people like him, he had only heard some tactical plans, but did not know them all. Rhodes did not know the specific tactics.
Tell him the plan. But this wood elf would be better off to directly explain that the tactics on the surface are all fake, and there are more real and secret tactics hidden behind it?
Thinking of everything she knew just now, Galt did not dare to underestimate this information. If this elf knew that he went to the pit of hell to fish in troubled waters and get gold, then what she knew must be considered a high-level secret, and his identity must not be simple.