One Trouble After Another

Upon seeing the fires at the Highborne camp, Bandersson prepared to lead his men to begin a harassment operation.

His soldiers told him that a group of Shadow Hunter had come here after completing their mission in Kaostin.

He met the Shadow Hunter who had completed their mission and learned from them what had happened.

"Since the Highborne's supplies have been damaged, the mission is considered complete."

"You may go and rest," Bandersson gestured to his guards to lead the surviving Shadow Hunter to rest.

"Now that Kaostin has completed his task, the rest is up to me," Bandersson said.

Bandersson put on his Witch Doctor mask and then went to find the remaining three Troll chieftains.

The other three Troll chieftains are currently gathered together to discuss their next move.

The remaining chieftains of the smaller clans led their troops to join the Amani Clan's forces.

They understand that if they don't find a powerful backer at this moment, they'll only be cannon fodder.

They have their own efforts to contribute to the revival of the Forest Troll, but that doesn't mean they are willing to become cannon fodder or nourishment for this forest.

They chose the Amani Clan for a reason: they felt that the Amani Clan was too large and powerful to care about their own clan's paltry resources.

Therefore, they shouldn't be encouraged to Charge, and Lord Bandersson just told them that the Amani Clan would help them.

Although it was a verbal promise, it was still much better than the aggressive looks from the other three races.

They all wanted to annex them to increase their clan's power.

What they didn't know was that the Amani Clan also harbored ambitions to annex them, but they were simply disguising themselves well.

Meanwhile, when Snyder returned to the Highborne camp, he sent out the Hand of the Bright Moon to stabilize the situation and then went to check on Dath'Remar's condition.

Snyder arrived outside the house where he was recuperating in Dath'Remar and nodded to the "soldiers" outside.

The soldiers responded with a salute.

Upon entering the room, Dath'Remar was lying on the bed. His severed arm had been bandaged, but he was still unconscious.

Snyder entered, and the elves who were tending to Dath'Remar rose to greet Snyder.

"Has he not woken up yet?" Snyder asked, looking at Dath'Remar was still unconscious.

"No, Lord Dath'Remar is still not awake because he suffered a severed arm and hasn't rested for a long time."

In fact, Dath'Remar could have woken up by now, but he is currently being controlled by the dark energy and is pretending to be unconscious.

While feigning unconsciousness, Dath'Remar opened his eyes upon hearing Snyder's conversation with the Highborne attendant tending to him.

"Oh, my friend, you've come." Dath'Remar, controlled by the dark energy, said, feigning weakness.

"Lord Dath'Remar, you've woken up!" the Highborne who was tending to Dath'Remar exclaimed excitedly.

"I'm glad you're awake," Snyder said, looking at Dath'Remar.

"How is the situation now?" Dath'Remar tried to sit up in bed, but the missing arm made him feel uncomfortable, and the Highborne beside him quickly reached out to help Dath'Remar sit up.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, I'm still a little unaccustomed to it," Dath'Remar said with a smile.

His appearance pained the surrounding Highborne, but Snyder remained unmoved. If Dath'Remar weren't controlled by the dark energy, he would have comforted him, but now all he wanted was to purify the dark energy as soon as possible.

"It's alright, you need to rest more now," Snyder said, gesturing to the Highborne around him to help Dath'Remar up.

"Your lieutenant and Daren Theron are at the front lines holding off the invading Forest Troll."

"Because you fell into a coma, they asked me to come back and take charge."

"Now that you're awake, see if you can handle things at the camp."

After Snyder finished speaking, the surrounding Highborne were puzzled by Snyder actions.

This was different from the Snyder Ryan they remembered; they were all survivors of that great war.

Snyder's aggressive approach puzzled them, but there were reasons behind Snyder.

He wanted to use this method to test the extent of the dark energy's control over Dath'Remar and to prepare for the subsequent purification.

"Of course you can." Dath'Remar said, then waved away the surrounding Highborne and prepared to stand up to prove himself.

"Alright, looks like you're recovering well." Snyder stopped Dath'Remar from trying to stand up.

"Put on Dath'Remar's armor and then go and pack your things for him."

"We're preparing to move," Snyder told Dath'Remar.

"Transfer?" Dath'Remar asked.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to stop the Forest Troll here at all."

"Those Troll can't stop us at all; they're no match for magic," Dath'Remar said, clearly indicating he had no intention of relocating.

"Not relocate? You're still taking a lot of civilians with you; do you expect them to shield you from the Forest Troll ' blades?"

Snyder's words drew the attention of the surrounding Highborne. Their families were still among the commoners, and while they were fearless in the face of death, their greatest weakness was their desire for their families to survive.

Dath'Remar fell into deep thought, noticing that the Highborne around him were all watching him; clearly, they cared a great deal about Dath'Remar's answer.

Dath'Remar, controlled by the dark aura, desperately wanted the Highborne and Forest Troll to fight to the death.

Moreover, the body's will has been resisting me all along, and when it heard me say that I wanted to fight the Forest Troll instead of transferring, its resistance became even stronger.

Moreover, forcibly ordering them might backfire, so let them live a little longer first.

Ideally, we should encounter a large force of Forest Troll during our retreat.

"Alright, then let's move." Dath'Remar agreed to the move, and then ordered one of the Highborne soldiers beside him to inform the Highborne below to start packing their belongings and preparing for the move.

All the Highborne Warrior present were overjoyed to hear Dath'Remar's order to relocate. Now, even if they died in this war, they would have no regrets, at least their families had hope of survival.

"You'd better hurry up and pack up too," Snyder said, seemingly indicating that even the dark-skinned Dath'Remar still retained a sliver of humanity.

Just then, a messenger from the Hand of the Bright Moon entered through the door and handed Snyder a piece of intelligence.

After reading it, Snyder said to Dath'Remar, "Your lieutenant has taken his troops to pursue the Forest Troll, and now the soldiers at the front are insufficient to hold them off."

"So we need to start moving faster now." Snyder had barely finished speaking when the shouts of Forest Troll rang out outside the camp.