Just when Lynn was thinking about the future, suddenly, his keen hearing allowed him to hear a sound coming from the forest ahead.
He immediately stopped and warned others.
"Wait a minute, something's wrong."
Gerd and Mousesack also stopped immediately.
"What's wrong?"
"There's someone ahead."
"Is there anyone?"
Lynn pointed forward with his chin.
Soon, they understood what this so-called someone meant.
A group of soldiers split the thorns blocking the road and appeared in everyone's sight.
The latter were obviously stunned when they saw Lynn.
Immediately, these soldiers reacted and spread out to both sides in battle formation.
Surrounded them.
Lynn noticed that the shields and robes of these soldiers were all embroidered with black and yellow checkered coats of arms.
And this is exactly the flag of Kingdom of Verden.
"Who are you and what are you doing in the forest of His Majesty the Great Ervyll?"
Ervyll is the king of Kingdom of Verden.
According to rumors, he is a racist and a child molester.
Among the human countries bordering Brokilon, he is the king with the most ambitious intentions and the most radical views on the land of Brokilon. It was also he who took the lead in forming the anti-Brokilon encirclement network.
In order to eliminate the tree spirits in the forest, Ervyll even offered a long-term reward for the scalps of the tree spirits.
Before Lynn and the others could speak, the tree spirit accompanying them retorted, trembling with anger.
"What Ervyll is His Majesty's forest? Brokilon is the territory of the tree spirits. It only belongs to Her Majesty the Queen!"
"No more. When His Majesty Ervyll conquers the forest, he will find a new home for your bitch queen and other bitches - I heard that the Nilfgaard people in the south still retain slavery. You'd better pray that those southerners will like you green-skinned monsters."
While saying these harsh words, the officer stared at the tree spirit with unabashed eyes.
The other soldiers behind him also laughed rudely.
"I don't care who you are. Now I give you an opportunity to serve His Majesty Ervyll. Arrest this tree spirit immediately and tell everything you know."
"I can give you some rewards depending on the situation, and your head can continue to rest on your neck safely."
Mousesack took a step forward and snorted coldly.
"Your king has no right to order a druid and his companions, including this tree spirit who is also a druid's companion. Now, get out of the way, or your king will face the wrath of Druid Circle."
"Druid?"
The wild and arrogant laughter stopped abruptly.
The officer looked at Mousesack in surprise.
Although the reputation of druids is not as great as that of warlocks in the north, they still have a certain status.
Under normal circumstances, even a noble would not dare to make a mistake against a druid.
But the officer was struggling in his heart.
He seemed to be hesitating whether to take action.
Logically speaking, he is just an ordinary knight, so he naturally does not dare to offend the Druid.
Otherwise, if Druid Circle blames him, King Ervyll will push him out to take the blame without even thinking about it.
The problem is, this is not normal.
The order he received was to scout the road leading to the depths of Brokilon and provide accurate information to the army.
If you just met a group of druids, forget it.
But there happened to be a tree spirit in their team.
Who doesn't know that Brokilon is the territory of tree spirits. Although the society of tree spirits also has positions such as queen, physician leader, and warrior leader, these are just different divisions of work, and are not as hierarchical as the pyramid structure of human society.
Therefore, it is very likely that any dryad will know the center of Brokilon, which is the place they call Duan Canal.
This kind of opportunity comes only once in a lifetime, especially this time I met a lone tree spirit.
Next time there is such a good opportunity, it may not be my turn.
If I can bring back a living tree spirit to His Majesty Ervyll, then I might have the opportunity to be directly promoted from knight to baron and become a true noble.
As for the druid and those others...
A cold light flashed through the officer's eyes.
Since the decision has been made to rob the tree spirit, it is naturally impossible to leave anyone alive.
The officer has limited knowledge, but he does not believe that magic is omnipotent.
Otherwise the kings would have succumbed to the rule of the sorcerers long ago.
If all the other witnesses were killed here and he was not allowed to go back to report, then how would Druid Circle know what he had done?
Now that he had made a plan, the officer no longer hesitated.
"Do it!"
The officer gave the order.
The well-prepared archers fired arrows like raindrops from both sides.
"Hide behind me."
Lynn drew Quen Sign with his left hand, and a bright orange mask enveloped the four of them.
The arrows hit Quen Shield, and all of them bounced away.
In fact, with his current strength, it is no problem to deal with these enemy soldiers.
What's more, he is not fighting alone.
The tree spirit beside him raised his bow and arrows, and the arrows were all fired. Each time he loosened the bow string, he took away a soldier.
Mousesack snorted.
The oak wand in his hand paused heavily.
The surrounding forest seemed to come alive, and branches swept over heavily, knocking several soldiers away.
"What's going on?"
"These trees are attacking us!"
"Burn this forest... with fire."
In an instant, the soldiers' formation was disrupted.
"Let's go."
He put away the Lynn of Quen Shield and pulled out the Gwyhyr from his back. Like a ferocious direwolf, he pounced fiercely on the officer with a stiff smile on his face.
A cold light flashed in the forest.
Lynn left the officer and rushed into the chaotic soldiers.
The officer's head slowly fell from his neck.
The officer did not react until he died.
They clearly had the advantage a second ago, but in just a split second, the situation reversed...
What follows does not require too much thick ink.
When the entire forest becomes the enemy, these soldiers are destined to never leave alive.
"We are back, Ms. Eithné. We have completed what you asked us to do. All followers of the evil god Dagon have been executed."
After a pause, Lynn said again, "It's just that the bottle of Water of Brokilon you gave me, I poured it into the polluted lake as you said, but I can't see the effect for a while."
"This is normal. Purification also takes some time." Eithné glanced at Lynn, "Is all the blood on your body from the followers of the evil god?"
Lynn shook his head. "No, actually we encountered a group of soldiers on the way back."
Then, he told about the encounter with Kingdom of Verden's reconnaissance team.