"Moya!!"

Using the "goddess' love" to deal with Sistale suddenly felt something was wrong. The lich's eyes did not focus on him, but looked at the sky.

Could it be...

Looking back, what I saw was the scene of a sharp arrow with flame shooting towards Moya.

She was having a magical duel with the Black Magician, but she didn't avoid this strange arrow that could have avoided.

It's so strange that it has no effect on the undead arrows. Even the Ningal soldiers who have no experience in fighting the undead do not know that the Knights of the Flame Order and the Templar Knights of Mirata should understand this truth, so why would they still do such stupid behavior?

Although Moya has multiple barrier protection, the physical defense of the priests and mages is far lower than that of magic, and once shot by a scattered arrow...

An ominous thought suddenly flashed through my mind. On a battlefield with such a huge number, who would have such free time to shoot arrows? This is not a waste arrow!!

Looking around, no soldier used bows and arrows. They were busy dealing with the skeleton soldiers and had no time to care about the priests and mages flying in the air.

[The Mercenary King has the heart to kill me, and it is the best time to fight the undead.]

Before healing, what Moya had said in Mirata instantly came to his mind, and Sistale's quick eyes kept scanning the battlefield.

Sure enough, in the middle of the undead army, he found the mercenary king holding a longbow.

He didn't care that the skeleton soldiers called their weapons to him, and urged magic to slash out a sword, clearing all obstacles blocking the way forward.

Sistaer caught Moya at the fastest speed before she landed.

Feeling a wet and sticky feeling in my hands, I looked down and found that my hands were covered with red blood. I turned my head suddenly and looked at King Ningal, who was excited about the sudden attack on his face. His red eyes shot out a chill that had already made people cry. "Your Majesty, is this your sincerity in forming an alliance? The high priest of our clan sincerely fights against the dead with you, and this is the result? The night elves will not forget you. We will vow to repay your behavior in return."

Without summoning, the magic dragon that had been following Sistale had already squatted down, allowing Sistale to climb onto the seat placed on its back.

"Wait..." Moya, who was obviously injured, stopped Sistale from pulling the reins. She struggled to raise her head. Her already pale face was bloodless. The arrow feathers inserted into her abdomen had been dyed red, and the blood left shocking traces on the snow.

"I was really surprised by His Majesty's actions. Although... I had known that you had the will to kill me, I didn't expect that... you could not even wait for the end of the war. His Majesty Russell, I think I can no longer continue to fulfill the obligations of the alliance in the war. Your behavior has unilaterally tore up our agreement to fight against the enemy together... Cough... let's leave, Sistaer... Since Ningal is confident in fighting against the undead army, we... don't need to continue to stay in this battlefield that does not belong to us."

Although the volume of the speech with a painful panting sound was not loud, the nearby soldiers, whether they were the Knights of the Flame Order or the Knights of the Templar, heard it, and even the soldiers of Ningal looked at their king with disbelief.

"Your Majesty Russell, I can't believe that you... you actually did such a thing that violated the knight's dogma?!" The young Golden Knight witnessed the entire process of the Dark Night Priest being plotted against. It was not until Sistall angrily exclaimed the threat of vowing to take revenge that he came back from his shock.

Growing up by knight dogma since childhood, Randy is an extremely upright nobleman, kind and upright. Although he resented the priestess who had fallen like his brother, he never thought of ending her life by sneak attack.

"As rumored, Russell of the Ice Crystal Continent is a brave and resourceful king. His Majesty, the Holy King of our country, once praised you for being more talented than many kings in the world. But now, I feel extremely ashamed of your sneak attack. The side who claims to be just has done such shameful behavior to the dark clan... Have you not considered the result of the war? Before defeating the undead, you will erase our greatest combat power. Your Majesty King, you really disappoint me. Whether as a warrior or a man, I look down on you, the king of a country from the bottom of my heart!!"

"Shame? You should indeed feel ashamed, Mr. Knight." Seeing the priestess who poked his head out of the elf's arms, Russell's face suddenly turned blue.

Damn it!!

She actually made a move!!

Although he was injured, the unconcealed smile on the corner of the priestess's mouth immediately made the mercenary king realize that he was fooled.

She did it on purpose, she knew I would kill him.

So I deliberately pretended to be unprepared and lured me to kill.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack, but she didn't expect that the priestess kept not dead and made his behavior public. After she said this, her originally disgraceful behavior became even more indifferent.

Anyway, the sneak attack has failed, so she cannot be allowed to leave alive no matter what. Before more people know about this, they must get rid of this big trouble.

"Your Majesty..." General Mandas leaned into the king's ear and whispered a few words.

"They have arrived? Very good. Start a charge and cooperate with the arrived army to eliminate these dead objects in one breath!!" Russel raised his arms and shouted, leading his wolf cavalry toward the central figure of the undead - the Lich King.

As long as the lich who manipulated the undead was killed, this huge army would quickly collapse. It would not require any magical artifacts from the Dark Night Priest. He could also use elite cavalry to repel the attacks of the undead. What's more, Ningal's support troops had arrived, and the balance of victory in this war had turned to him.

Now, just kill this annoying woman. Even if the former Paladin with outstanding martial arts skills is used as a bodyguard, it will not be difficult to kill the injured priestess with his number advantage.

"Give me a helping hand, our country's reinforcements have arrived. There is no need to be afraid of these undead. If anyone can kill that priestess, I will be promoted to the extreme. Both civilians and nobles will be promoted to three levels in a row!!"

At the instigation of the king and official title, Ningal's soldiers rushed to the black demon dragon standing among the bones. And behind the undead, there was a shocking sound of horse hooves, and a huge army was approaching quickly.

"Hmph...this is your bargaining chip, Your Majesty the King. Do you think with their help, you can beat the lich and the black magician? The naive person is you... I have lived in the Ice Crystal Continent that lacks magic for a long time. You really don't know what kind of power it can produce." Moya couldn't help but sneer at the mercenary king who rushed to the front of him with the red earth dragon.

Do you think I don't know what you plan? His Majesty, the arrogant king.

It is impossible to attack a city with magical weapons to only bring 30,000 people. The undead head north. It is undoubtedly the best time for you who are determined to invade neighboring countries.

On the grounds of eliminating the undead, they all wiped out the royal family members of the country... Russell, who looks confused on the outside but is actually a sly scheming, even though you have already shown a fighting idiot, you will still inevitably reveal flaws in some details.

Do you know where your biggest failure is?

The most important thing you shouldn't show that you have the will to kill me.

To deal with the undead, you must use the magical artifact I hold. However, as the lord of a country, you actually disregard the overall situation and do not hide your murderous intention. This means that you already have enough chips to win the battle against the undead. It doesn’t matter without my help.

Haha…Thirty years of prison have brought me more than resentment.

"Open the road leading to the distance, the door to time, here as fast as possible."

Raise your left hand and draw the runes of the portal. Moya wants to leave the battlefield with the portal she had set up before entering the city.

The snow at the magic dragon's feet emitted a slight light due to the completion of the runes. The short-distance teleportation magic made Luci disappear from people's vision bit by bit.

"Oh, as a gift before leaving, I will tell His Majesty the King a very useful news. Even if the war against the undead is over, don't attack the Church of Light anymore. The Dragon Clan Covenant has been stolen by the Black Magician. Even if you threaten it with a large army, they will not be able to hand over this last artifact."

Moya's words before leaving made Russel's face even more desolate. He stared at the blurred figure and couldn't stop cursing.

"Haha... I'm really the biggest gain in Plalis when I can see His Majesty's angry expression before leaving." As if it wasn't exciting enough, Moya gave up the words that would make the mercenary king's energy burst into blood vessels.

"You keep busy. I have to go to the demons to ask for the Dragon Clan's Covenant. The black magician used it as a condition for freedom, which forced me to leave the battlefield with such a cowardly look. However, I still have to thank His Majesty the King for your sneak attack. Your surprise attack gave me the best reason. At first, in order to get rid of this boring agreement, the information I used to exchange for was really valuable."

"High Priest of Dark Night!!!"

Russell finally realized that he was plotted against by this woman from beginning to end.

He thought he was smart and thought that this time he came to Plalis would not only capture a strategic place, get the last artifact of the Church of Light, and then remove the high priest of the night elves who were extremely threatening to him.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only had already guessed his thoughts, but also set up a big trap to wait for the prey. He didn't know that he had been seen through and jumped in obediently.

"Don't act like separation from one's life and death. We will meet again in the future. Of course, the premise is that the overly arrogant old stubborn people in our clan will not take action after learning about His Majesty's actions."

Although the Dark Night High Priest had disappeared from the battlefield, the words she left behind made Russell tremble in anger.

"His Majesty!!"

General Mandas stepped forward to block a sharp blade that stabbed the king, and looked at his king with concern.

"I will definitely... I will never forgive you... Moya Fasci Trut... You abominable woman who plays me in the clapping... No matter what the price I pay, I must kill you." The incomparable anger made the mercenary king forget that he was in the chaos. If his subordinates had not blocked the attacks of the undead for him several times, he would have been killed on the battlefield where he had already lost half.
Chapter completed!