0p0 Chapter 506: Boll is a bit like a timid politician
Chapter 506: Boll is a bit like a timid politician
The haze forest finally ushered in a brief period of peace.
To be precise, it is the area north of the Miral River.
Instead of continuing with the cavalry raid, the Kingdom Knights began a large-scale felling of trees on the south side.
You can imagine the noise when tens of thousands of people turned into lumberjacks at the same time.
When Boll received the news, he immediately guessed the other party's plan.
Without the restraint of the two sisters Xiling and Philohill, the middle-aged bald man was sitting in the Oak Hall, putting his boots on the long table in an image-less manner.
As the pastor of the North District, he felt that all his blood was rushing to the top of his head.
“Are all the members of the Southern District’s sect dead?
The woodlands on the other side of the Miral River are almost being cut down into wasteland, and they have no reaction at all?"
The blood vessels on the forehead of this Viking-style bald man were all bulging.
Todd was sitting nearby, grinning.
As one of the only two "old men" in the area, and a former member of the Southern District Cult, this druid who has been promoted to a high rank knows very well what his colleagues in the south are doing.
"Boll, if I remember correctly, all the druids in the southern region will go to the Moon Sea to help the beavers that are giving birth during this season..."
“Beavers that help give birth?
I think it’s a collective vacation at public expense!
Todd, those guys on the South Side who are living a life of luxury are all treating themselves like the aristocrats of the city."
Todd smiled helplessly instead of continuing to provoke Boll.
Boll’s evaluation…hit the nail on the head.
After a few complaints, Boll began to calm down.
The intentions of these kingdom soldiers were obvious.
They didn't have enough spellcasters who could use spells to help the soldiers cross the river.
Therefore, they built a pontoon bridge in the most primitive way, hoping that those slow-moving infantry groups could pass through at the same time.
By the time they had built a pontoon bridge using trees from the south bank to cross the Miral River, the woodlands on the north bank would be destroyed.
Moreover, the Miral River will enter the flood season in two months.
By then, the width of this body of water will double, and the Kingdom's Knights will have to rely on large ships to cross the Miral River.
No fleet could accommodate tens of thousands of troops.
"Todd, I need you to help me do something..."
Boll took his hand off his head and looked at the "old man" in the resident with a serious face.
“I know you still have some connections in the south, so please notify them for me anyway;
If we don't stop these soldiers from the Kingdom Knights, the balance of the Gray Haze Forest will be completely destroyed."
"you sure?"
Todd looked a little surprised.
"It will take at least half a month to get to the South District. By the time I find the South District Cult, I estimate that these soldiers will have crossed the Gray Haze Forest and entered the Elf Courtyard..."
“Then there is nothing we can do on the table.
You know, we went to the Elf Court fully armed just to rescue the injured Ariella and Tirian.
On the surface, our behavior is that of members of a cult protecting themselves.
I secretly appointed Philohill as the head of the Second Parish without reporting it to the headquarters, because I wanted to prevent the actions of the Moon Elf Druids from involving the entire Druid Order.
Although this approach sounds very disgraceful, but...
But if we directly participate in the war between the human kingdom and the elven pantheon, I am afraid that the entire relationship between the druids and the human kingdom will be directly severed..."
Todd pursed his lips and stood up slowly.
"Paul, you are now a bit like those timid politicians."
After saying this, without caring about Boll's reaction, he put away his meerschaum pipe and walked out of the Oak Hall.
……
Paul was right, Todd did have a very close relationship with the South Side Cult.
Before their deaths, both of his parents were high-ranking members of the Southern District Church.
Unlike the Northern District sect which was rebuilt only a dozen years ago, the Southern District sect has lasted for at least hundreds of years.
The entire sect has no less than 500 members, which is more than ten times the number of the previous North District sect.
The entire southern district is really too peaceful.
Therefore, Todd, who loves adventure in his blood, chose to join the Rebuilding North District Cult after he became an adult.
Judging from the speed of his advancement in rank, his choice was absolutely correct.
After all, it is almost impossible for a high-level druid in his thirties to be placed in the peaceful South District.
Without combat to increase your experience points, how can you grow?
Are you praying endlessly to Mielikki who won't answer you?
From last winter to now, Todd has directly stepped from the intermediate level to the advanced level.
In fact, if he had not been so lazy before, he would have reached the peak of the high level by now.
Both him and the little Senna who was not yet an adult have become mid-level druids now.
In the South District, the youngest mid-level person is probably not much different from my age.
Todd traveled light. In order to reach the Southern District Church as quickly as possible, he planned to take a detour to Nield, west of Shining City, and then enter the Gray Haze Forest from the south of Nield.
On the one hand, this can shorten the overall distance.
On the other hand, the Kingdom Knights are still stationed northeast of Radiant City...
There is no guarantee that these tin cans will take action to kill the intelligent creatures that appear on the north shore of the Haze Forest.
I also don't want to try to reason with a group of guys who are rushing to fight.
Unfortunately, there was still a loophole in Todd's plan.
As soon as he crossed the Miral River, he was stopped by a cavalry century that was heading to Nield to recruit soldiers.
“Everyone, everyone, I am just a druid passing by.
I need to go to the South District Mission - uh, the south side of the Haze Forest, on business, yes, business.
We druids have no intention of intervening in the war between you and the elves..."
Todd thought he had given a harmless enough smile.
However, the previous series of defeats made the ordinary soldiers of the Kingdom Knights feel angry.
"Druid?"
A middle-aged cavalryman who looked like a centurion walked up to Todd, rode on his warhorse, and looked down at the cloaked man in his thirties.
"If I remember correctly, it was you druids who caused the Fourth Knight to fail in the Gray Haze Forest!"
Several cavalrymen behind him also drew their swords and surrounded him.
"During the battle led by the Seventh Knight, the Druid also used the [Entanglement Spell]!"
"You bastards!
Two days ago, they used a floating bridge made of trees to send off several of our centurions on the Miral River!"
Everything Todd feared came true.
This group of soldiers who were obsessed with fighting would not give themselves any chance to communicate.
While the other party had not yet completed the encirclement, he activated a branch under his cloak that was cast with a spell.
Suddenly, wildly growing vines rose from the ground and tied up at least a dozen human cavalrymen in front of them.
Todd had no intention of continuing to cast the spell.
He ran desperately towards the only exit.
The sound of the wind caused by running whistled past my ears, and at the same time, the angry roar of the cavalry centurion could be heard.
"Throw spears! Everyone throw spears!"