I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 259: Nield's Pre-War Meeting

Xiling sat in a light carriage from Huiyao City and galloped quickly towards the north.

She was feeling a little uneasy now. After all, the speed of this carriage could not keep up with the marching speed of the group of half-dragons.

According to Alvin's plan, he needed to rush to the Frost Giant living area as soon as possible to ask for help from Lin Liya who was stationed there.

Against this group of half-dragons, the adamantium shrapnel shells have proven to be a powerful weapon.

For fear of destroying the forest, Boll did not recall the mortar squad stationed on the frozen plains.

This caused Xiling a lot of trouble.

It is much farther from Nield to the frozen plains than to the druid settlement.

Even with this apparently fast-moving carriage, it would take a whole day to complete the one-way trip.

And if they return, they will need to bring mortars and ammunition and supplies. God knows if Ivan can hold on until then...

The half-elf lady sitting alone in the carriage shook her head, put her hand into her hood, and tried hard to get these bad thoughts out of her head.

"I should have asked Lian to do this... Ivan would definitely be in a mess if I'm not here..."

"That human never looks behind him every time he fights..."

“It’s really worrying…”

The middle-aged driver, who was sitting outside the carriage and concentrating on driving the car, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

It’s great to be young…

He pondered in his heart.

……

On the north side of the Haze Forest, Lin Liya, who has been staring at the north, has been feeling a little anxious recently.

It has been more than half a month since any new enemies appeared on the frozen plains.

This made the Elf Ranger very suspicious that the Half-Dragon Legion had gone to other places;

And His Highness Rillifane, who has been elusive recently, should have discovered all this a long time ago - that's why we haven't seen him much recently.

It's no secret that Rillifane the White Skeleton can travel through the forest using the bonds between plants.

Perhaps His Highness Rillifane has gone to other places to stop the half-dragons.

However, the frost giant Alduin, who stood on the city wall every day with a gloomy face, behaved relatively normally.

The look of him eating something unclean and his skin turning bluer than before made Lin Liya feel a little relieved.

[Alduin, that elf girl is looking at me again, I hope she won’t be exposed…]

"How could that be? All elves have face blindness, so all frost giants look the same to them!"

At this time, Alduin was traveling through the woods of the Gray Forest. Following him was Hega, who had been staying in the Wasteland Tribe and was taken away before she could even step into her home.

[Better be careful...

I think it’s fine for me to stay in the Ancestral Hall every day. Why do I have to stand on the city wall to bask in the sun...]

Onseth, the Lord of the Ice Element, has now split a clone into the image of Alduin, who is responsible for dressing up in the Frost Giants' living area every day.

"Ongsais, I remember you weren't a chatterbox before.

Hejia, where are we?"

Hejia, carrying a large package on his back and holding his giant axe, looked around carefully.

"Grandfather, we are less than five miles away from the Druids' base."

Nodding, Alduin transformed himself back into the size of an adult human;

And Onseth, who had been staying on Alduin's body, also broke away from the collar of the showy frost giant and turned into an ice elemental of the same human size.

"Grandfather, what are you doing..."

He Jia, who didn't understand what was going on, looked at the two old monsters in confusion, not quite understanding the purpose of this action.

"Keep a low profile later, Hejia.

There is a guy in the Druid Station who we cannot afford to offend."

……

“How on earth did these ghosts get here from the west?

Rillifane said before that they were all fighting the Fallen Elves in the Gray Forest!"

The Moon Elf Mage Leia complained about the map in front of her.

In the noble building in front of Ruiwo, Ivan and his group gathered around the dining table to discuss the current situation they were facing.

In order to prevent the demoralization of those underage drone pilots, Ruiwo thoughtfully suggested moving the meeting room here.

“And these half-dragons are not as inflexible as we thought.

We had just killed an army on the frozen plains;

As a result, this time, this kind of high-speed mobile and flying force appeared. "

Ivan looked at the simple map spread out on the dining table.

Since both he and Lian were half-baked druids and were not good at using [Tree Plasticity] to create a high-simulation sandbox, Ivan stared at the scribbles on the sheepskin map and began to scratch his head.

"Is it possible that the group of flying half-dragons led their troops directly around the Wasteland Clan?"

It's rare for the short girl Lian to express her opinions seriously, and they are really worth reading.

"That would be great, at least the Wasteland Clan wouldn't suffer any losses..."

"Ivan, you are really generous...

Don't forget that you are now in Nield. If those half-dragons attack here, you will be doomed too!

You still have the mind to worry about those orcs..."

With a noncommittal grin, Alvin refocused his attention on the map in front of him.

Although Leia, the old bootlicker's tone was very unfriendly, what he said was absolutely correct.

The most urgent task now is to defend Nield from the iron cavalry of the half-dragons.

"We need to send someone to notify Shuman... and the Tyr Church."

Ivan rubbed his brow.

In his opinion, neither the armed forces of Huiyao City nor the priests of the Church of Tyr were a match for this half-dragon army.

Moreover, he now had too little magic metal on hand, and it would be a problem to rebuild even one mortar.

But more people means more power.

Who knows, those mysterious Tyr priests might have some tricks to resist half-dragons...

Ivan shook his head and dismissed this unrealistic idea.

"By the way, Daryl, how much magic metal do we have on hand?"

As the leader of the military factory, the honest Daryl naturally sat at the conference table.

He rubbed his palms, then said very seriously:

"Lord Alvin, including the orichalcum that was just discovered this month but is still being smelted, there should be six pounds of orichalcum ingots in the entire Nield."

"Six pounds?"

Leia was shocked by the number.

In his opinion, the value of mountain copper is priceless.

Although Alvin took out a lot of rare steel and built a drone, it was a magical synthetic metal after all, and was not as valuable as natural minerals such as orichalcum and mithril.

Six pounds... According to the previous prices in the Elven Courtyard, it is enough to buy an entire White Mage Tower...

"Only six pounds?"

Just as I was thinking about it, I was interrupted by Ivan's annoying voice.

Talent? What is talent?

If you dig up a large pile of it, can it still be called priceless magical metal?

The moon elf Leia stared at the human pervert Ivan with displeasure on her face, as if she was looking at something that was a waste of resources.