The maid didn't go to the front line, and she didn't let Edith follow the black dragon, his chaotic nature had already determined that he couldn't listen to anyone's command, and even if he commanded anyone, he would quickly get into chaos, just like an unorganized and undisciplined abyss demon, there were almost no tactics, and instead of believing in the black dragon's command ability, it was better to believe in the divine F2.

Cervantes, who has been fighting alone since he was a child, has not systematically learned to command, and his path is not wild at all, so the command is still in the hands of Knight Kyle.

Knight Kyle is the grandson of one of the old duke's adopted sons, but he is a knight who grew up watching Edith, and has strong strength and command skills that the old duke also praised, so he has been the commander of the Watchtown for ten years now, and his steady and experienced reliable personality makes him full of morale even without the old duke.

The former imperial capital of the Arcane Empire, 'Esgoth', which was expelled from the world of Assatom along with the Arcanists, was once located on a large island on the side of the Inland Sea Islands near 'Mendes', and now there is nothing left of that island - many islands in the Inland Sea Islands were destroyed in that war, and even the coastline of the Mendez continent has been shortened by a few feet.

At the end of the war, the Grand Arcanists, who had little emotion left in their quest for the truth, used the power of the Spirit of the Web to open the astral passage and leave Assatom with the giant floating city of 'Esgos', a history that Cervantes knew, and which was somewhat different from the one that was known.

The formation of the North and South Black Forest is based on the unclosing, astral passages, which are filled with magical energy, and these energies become known as the 'Great Demon Tide' when they enter the world of Assatom.

The Black Forest, which was originally just a normal environment, has since become the 'Black Forest'.

Magical energy infects plants and animals, forming two Black Forests, north and south, separated by an inland sea, and the Southern Black Forest is at the northern end of the continent of Mendes.

The Southern Black Forest is divided into outer and core areas, and within the Black Forest, all magic is considered to be enhanced by Spell Strength.

The Southern Black Forest is divided into the outer and core areas by the Atoso Mountains, and now the Grim Wind Leader is facing a tide of beasts that have been infected by magic and their bodies have mutated and caused abnormal breeding periods to be over-reproduced.

Even the Black Forest is not enough to support the number of these beasts, and there are still some subhuman races living in the Black Forest, such as wild goblins, kobolds, ogres, and trolls.

And the Black Forest is like a creature that breathes and grows, if it is not cleaned regularly, the Black Forest will continue to spread, and the seal set by the gods at the beginning is useless, and the spread of the Black Forest in recent years has far exceeded the spread speed of the past five hundred years.

The beasts have also been affected, originally just experienced a beast tide three years ago, but this year it has come again, in the past, it was about five to eight years.

Cervantes stood side by side with Knight Kell's walls on the walls of the watchtown, looking out over the Black Forest.

Here, the elements are very active, and the fire element is even more lively, and the sun in the sky is almost evaporating the water from all over people's bodies.

The air here was damp, and just standing here for a moment, Knight Kyle's hair without a helmet was wet, not only because of the sweat, but also because of the unusually humid air.

Even Cervantes, who didn't feel it very obviously, sensed that something was wrong, when he came here more than two months ago, it wasn't like this, and it was only after entering the Black Forest that he felt very comfortable, but now he was just standing on the walls of Watch Town, and when the moist air was sucked into his lungs, it brought him a burst of comfort.

Dragons are able to adapt to all kinds of environments, but they all have their own preferences, and Cervantes suddenly likes it.

But now Cervantes did not show joy, but looked into the distance with a grim face, as if he could really see something.

The two of them were able to endure this abnormal environment, but the battle mage standing behind Knight Kyle was already sweating profusely, and his breathing had become a little unsmooth.

"Zorrell, you can actually go back. Knight Kyle whispered to his son.

Zorrell shook his head in silence, his eyes staring at Cervantes' back with fierce eyes, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Cervantes let out a sigh of relief, finally looking away from the direction of the Black Forest.

"I've heard of the Black Forest before, but this is the first time I've looked so closely. ”

Cervantes spoke as if he had really seen something.

Zorrell still had a heavy look of doubt in his eyes, and Knight Kyle was much more mature, at least Cervantes couldn't see anything from his serious face.

Cervantes is not stupid, it's just that his three views are different from humans, and he cherishes his family more than ordinary five-colored dragons, it may be that the human blood in his body is playing tricks, but he doesn't hate this feeling.

Just as an emotional person cannot understand an emotionally apathetic person, Cervantes also has a hard time understanding his cousins.

Cervantes, the dragon, is a mixture of human and dragon blood, and regards the Sad Wind Leader as a forbidden body, and his feelings about the Sad Wind Leader are very complicated, with a sense of territory as a dragon, and also complex feelings brought by the bloodline, and now he is just protecting the Sad Wind Leader in his own way.

The town of Overwatch is surrounded by moats and horses that surround almost the entire town, and the equipment of the city has been placed on the city walls, trebuchets, ballistas, bed crossbows, covered with a layer of tarpaulin, regularly maintained and inspected, because the town of Overwatch has always been the forefront of the Grim Wind Leader, where most of the knights and most of the soldiers of the Sad Wind Territory are gathered.

The army of the Grim Wind Leader has always been external and not internal, because the Grim Wind Leader has a transcendent status, and the lords will not be stupid to provoke a Sword Saint and the Grim Wind Lord.

Although the situation is no longer the same, there is no movement in the forces of the Sad Wind Leader - because Cervantes and the 'Maid Master' have arrived!

Under the spear array, the soldiers under the command of the Screaming Wind Family wore leather armor, all with solemn faces, and stood neatly under the flying 'swords and black dragons', and the idle mercenaries and adventurers stood next to the array, and the scattered formation formed a strong contrast with the soldiers.

However, unlike the casual adventurers, most of the mercenaries were once military or military-trained, and although the queue was not very neat, they were in good spirits.

Everyone standing here can be said to be a warrior who will not die in a hundred battles, because the old duke will never let young people come here to die, and Knight Kyle has inherited this concept of the old duke very well.

This is also one of the reasons for the military financial problems of the Grief Leader, but the people of the Grief Leader never feel that there is anything wrong with this.

'Red Horns', 'Iron Crocodile', 'Rusty Iron Scimitar', etc., and 'Sword and Black Dragon' floated in the air, flying and fluttering under the wind element.

Every knight of the Sorrowful Wind Leader has already written a suicide note, and the moment they set foot on the battlefield, they have already decided that they are a dead man, and that surviving the world after the war will be considered by them to be 'from death to life', and to live again.

"I have not been able to fight alongside you before!" Cervantes roared, holding high the banner of the Sadder of the Sword and the Black Dragon, "From now on, we will die together and live again!"

Boom!

The right fist struck the chest, the knights looked resolute, and the soldiers looked hideous.

"Roar—"

The earth shook, but it couldn't shake the towering bodies of the soldiers.

Ahead, the beast was roaring, screaming, screaming, and the chaotic sound suddenly filled everyone's eardrums.

The air was filled with the smell of oil, and the freshly burned hot oil was tumbling in the iron bucket, and the midday sun hung high in the sky.

Flags soaked in humid air fluttered in the sky, idle mercenaries scratched their itchy necks with indifferent eyes, the soldiers put on their helmets, and the knights pulled down their visors.

The battle mages began to chant in unison, and mysterious and esoteric spells blurted out, the smell of sulfur spreading through the air, and the sparks converging into fireballs.

The knights stepped on their beloved horses in armor, stepped on their stirrups and held the reins in their hands, and instead of taking out their spears, they clenched their spears.

Woo –

Woo –

Woo –

The melodious and loud sound of trumpets resounded throughout the battlefield, and the wild beasts that crossed the trenches and rejected horses rushed to attack, and the birds in the sky never fell.

The sound of the trumpet was the signal for the beginning of the battle—the gates were opened, the mercenaries stood up straight, their weapons tightened, the soldiers marched forward with firm steps, and the knights stood at the front, their horses galloping under their hips.

"Ha!" shouted in unison, and threw in unison, and the knights threw their spears, which were stuck diagonally into the ground, and under the tips of the spears, which were broken from the shafts, were trampled corpses that had been trampled into minced flesh.

Rumble!

The fireballs exploded in the sky, and the flying species were frightened, collided with each other, and fell to the ground one after another.

"Knight—" Knight Kyle, who was at the forefront of the horse, roared with the other knights, "Charge!"

Cervantes took a deep breath, his wings spreading behind him......

Suddenly, the dragon's roar resounded throughout the audience!

"Roar—"