The Night Elves had been stationed at the front lines for the past three days, hunting nearby spider swarms to practice their skills. Upon seeing the arrival of the new army, Captain Silver Shadow finally showed a slight smile.
When does Knight Unas plan to send out his troops?
Unas had just finished a military meeting when he bumped into the relentless Watcher captain as soon as he stepped outside. He patiently replied, "The day after tomorrow, we need to wait for reinforcements to assemble. Where are your men? Have the other four Night Elves arrived yet?"
"Not yet, but it should be in the next few days. Hopefully, they can catch up."
Unas was quite displeased that she kept urging others when her own people hadn't even all arrived. "I heard you've been hunting spiders in the vicinity these past few days, and almost attracted a large group of enemies to attack the earthen wall?"
"It wasn't that exaggerated. A dozen or so spiders chased us to the outside of the wall, but they didn't dare get close."
"That's good. I don't want a large-scale battle to break out prematurely. You guys shouldn't go out hunting anymore. It's better to have nothing to do than to go out and cause trouble."
"Hmph!" The haughty Elf snorted. "What do you mean by 'stirring up trouble'? We're clearing the way for the army's movement, you said it yourself."
"Shouldn't it be cleaned up in three days?"
"Of course, I guarantee there won't be any more spider colonies with fewer than ten spiders around here."
"It's impressive that you could do that in just three days," Unas said. "Having killed so many spiders, you must have found quite a few of their weaknesses. You can use this to help instruct the reinforcements on how to deal with spiders. Report to Centurion Qiaosen, and he will arrange for you to 'take lessons'."
"We're happy to help, but we're not your subordinates. Don't use the word 'reporting in'!"
"I apologize, I misspoke," Unas said with a sneer. "How about an 'audience'? Noble Children of the Stars, please go and receive Qiaosen."
Silver Shadow glared at him angrily, then turned and left, it was unknown whether she would go to find Qiaosen.
Unas had truly experienced the Elf's bad temper. She was arrogant and looked down on everyone, as if everyone owed her 100,000 yuan. She was really difficult to get along with.
I just hope this problem with the Purple-robed Person can be resolved quickly so that these annoying purple-skinned people can get rid of them sooner.
After getting rid of one troublesome problem, Unas saw another one approaching. There was no way to avoid it, so he could only force a smile and go forward to greet it.
Brother Anton, what brings you here?
Before me stood a sprightly, white-bearded, bald old man, dressed in a clean and tidy coarse cloth robe, holding a white wooden cane with a white gemstone inlaid at the top that seemed out of place with his simple attire, gleaming brightly in the sunlight.
"I heard that the Warden has returned from Blackrock Depths, so I came to see if I could complete the task Lord Tyrosus gave me."
The One-Eyed Baron was worried about Unas's special condition, fearing that he Dreadlord, so he sent this master of demonic magic to examine him.
Unas had been imprisoned for some time and had only recently been released and returned to the stronghold. Upon hearing this news, Brother Anton quickly rushed from the Monastery and demanded that Unas cooperate with the investigation.
Unas, of course, refused. If anything were discovered, he would be finished. He used military affairs as an excuse and hid in the Blackrock Depths for the past few days, leaving Brother Anton at the stronghold.
After that came a series of military operations, which he hoped would drag on and make the cultivators lose patience and leave on their own. He didn't expect the old man to be so good at seizing opportunities. As soon as he heard that he had returned, he also stuck to him.
"I'm very busy right now, monk, please return to the Monastery. I'll come to see you myself when I have some free time," Unas immediately made an excuse.
"No, the Baron ordered me to examine you as soon as possible. It has already been delayed for so long, and I cannot explain it to the Baron if it is delayed any longer," Brother Anton said sincerely. "Moreover, if there is indeed a demonic spell entangled with you, the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be. Please, Warden, consider this carefully."
"Do I look like someone tormented by a curse?" Unas circulated the Holy Light within his body, which had grown stronger with each level up and Meditation, causing his entire body to radiate golden light. "Any demon will be annihilated in this Holy Light."
"It is indeed astonishing that you possess such powerful Holy Light at such a young age, but I have seen countless cunning demonic spells. They can silently hide within any seemingly pure body, requiring the most sophisticated methods to detect, so..."
It seemed that words alone wouldn't convince this stubborn old man, Unas had no choice but to say, "But I'm really busy. If Brother Anton doesn't want to go back, then stay. Your healing abilities must be very strong, and you can help treat the wounded."
"That is my duty, but not my purpose, Warden..."
"I happen to have another very important matter to ask of you," Unas said, giving him something to do. "Since I healed the new Dwarf king with the Holy Light, he has decided to build a Light's Hope Chapel in Blackrock Depths to Holy Light for its grace. You know what that means."
"Really?" Brother Anton exclaimed in surprise, his attention indeed diverted by the news. "That's wonderful, Warden! You're going to spread the glory of the Holy Light to the Dark Iron Dwarves' realm! That's fantastic!"
Ascetics are indeed very enthusiastic about missionary work. Unas seized the opportunity to say, "It's a pity they've never built a chapel before, so they don't know the specific design and layout, and can't start construction at all. I'm really worried about this."
Anton immediately replied, "The Monastery has professional architects and craftsmen for its churches; I can help you hire them."
"Thank you, sir," Unas, still frowning, "But even if the chapel is built, it will be difficult to find someone to preside over it. Who would be willing to go to the dark depths to preach to a group of barbaric aliens?"
"I'm willing to go, Warden. Don't underestimate the most devout believers of the Holy Light. I believe there are many others in the Monastery who, like me, are willing to go."
Unas adopted a formal invitation expression. "Then, would you, sir, be willing to serve as the bishop of the Dark Iron Chapel?"
Brother Anton hesitated for a moment. Even though he knew this was Unas's way of diverting his attention, he couldn't help but want to agree. Spreading the Holy Light to a place that had previously completely rejected it was a task that mattered more to him than anything else.
"Young people are going to join the army and fight, and we old guys don't have much of a role left. Of course, I'm willing to take on this important task. This is the mission of every Holy Light believer."
"Done! "Unas cheered inwardly; this burden was finally temporarily removed.