"Hmph!" Before these knights rushed in, Lyon III had already put away the magic sword and the magic flames. He returned to his usual appearance and snorted heavily: "If you wastes come, I would have become the ghost under the assassin's sword."

"Your Majesty, forgive me." The knights were so scared that they were sweating coldly behind their backs. The anger of Lyon III was not something that those of ordinary people could afford.

"Okay, you guys go down." At this time, Isabella stood up from the ground and dusted the dust on her body.

"This... Your Majesty, do you need your subordinates to find a doctor for you?" The leading knight hesitated a little, glanced at the wound between Isabella's abdomen and looked at Lyon Isabella's third world.

"No need"

"Why are you still standing there? My baby daughter told you to get out, don't you get out!" Lyon Third Sei glared at her tiger's eyes and said in a prestigious manner without anger.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Your Highness." The knights ran out of the hall quickly as if they were granted a general amnesty.

After all the knights left, Isabella turned around coldly and looked at Lyon III and said, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Haha." A strange laugh rang out from Lyon III's mouth, "Baby daughter, have you been frightened by the assassin just now. I am your father."

"You are lying!" Isabella said mercilessly: "Although my father has reached the fifth level, I don't remember that he has practiced any magic flame skills, not to mention that the weird sword you killed the assassin just now, I have never seen my father use it, so who are you?"

While speaking, Isabella had already secretly circulated her mind. As long as the man in front of her couldn't answer the answer that satisfies her, she would avenge her father even if she fought for her life. Fortunately, the dark elf assassin's target was Lyon III, so she did not kill Isabella. So although Isabella is injured now, at least she still retains the power of a battle.

"Me? Hehe, baby daughter, what are you talking about? I am your father. As for the power I just now, it is just a force that I must be the new ruler of this continent." Lyon III said with an evil smile.

Although the tone and expression of the man in front of him were almost exactly the same as that of Lyon III, Isabella could still confirm that the person in front of him was definitely not her father. In other words, the body was still her father's, but the soul was not sure who it was. But she was indeed not a match for this guy now, so she could not take action rashly and alert the enemy.

Thinking of this, the expression on Isabella's face was in a slight smile. After a while, she said, "So that's the case. I misunderstood my father. If nothing happens, my daughter will take her back first."

After saying that, before Lyon III responded, Isabella ran out of the hall as if she was running away. The hurried action made the guards and patrolling soldiers outside the hall stunned. What happened to this beloved third princess today? Why was it so in a hurry?

However, these guards also knew that the royal affairs were not something they could interfere with, so they simply made up their minds and pretended to have nothing to see.

At the same time, the reason why Isabella hurriedly left the palace was because she wanted to find someone, who was the only person she could trust and save Lyon III - the Grand Marshal of the Empire and the Grand Duke of Bashut.

At the beginning, during the chat, Lyon III mentioned more than once that if something happened to him, the only one who could save him was the Grand Marshal who was loyal to the empire. Except for him, no nobles in Vetalun could be trusted.

Isabella remembered this, so after realizing that Lyon III's appearance became strange, she hurriedly left the palace and went to the Grand Duke of Bashuth for help...

At the same time, in a magnificent palace in the Dark Elf Imperial City, Shaplen, the great elder of the Dark Elf clan, was listening to his subordinates' reports with a dark face.

Originally, the dark elves' skin color was darker, and the ones brought by their subordinates were not good news, so Shaplun's face became ugly.

"So, has the assassination plan failed?" After a while, Shaplun's face returned to normal, and he played with the pair of night pearls in his hand.

A dark elf man standing in front of him replied in sweat: "Yes, Great Elder, according to the news from our dark thread, Niels was about to succeed, but for some reason, Caesar's emperor suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power and killed Niels in one fell swoop."

Caesar's emperor? Extremely powerful? Haha, this matter is becoming more and more interesting. Shaplen thought to himself, and asked the man in front of him: "How is the mobilization work of the army? With such a thing, the Caesar Empire will not give up easily."

The dark elf man nodded after hearing this: "Seven out of the ten generals have agreed to the request of the elder, and the remaining three are still a little hesitant for the time being due to their concerns about the Queen."

"Ha, it seems that our young queen is doing nothing. At least some generals have established the prestige that a queen should have." Shaplen's tone was mixed with a feeling of not being able to say whether it was joy or something else strange.

The military power of the Dark Elf clan is different from that of humans. After experiencing the turmoil of King Barak, the population of the Dark Elf clan has dropped significantly. Therefore, when Queen Meya commanded the Dark Elf clan, the total number of troops in the entire Dark Elf clan was only one million, and the command power of these million Dark Elf soldiers belonged to the ten generals respectively.

At the same time, as long as these ten generals do not make any major mistakes, they can generally pass on their military power and the position of general to their descendants. This is also the decision made by the Dark Elf Senate to avoid the recurrence of a strong monarch who combines military power and regime like the tyrant King Barak.

Although it seems that the Dark Elf Senate's approach is for the safety of the Dark Elf clan, in fact it is purely a despicable idea that these veterans are unwilling to delegate power to Queen Maya.

"Okay, there are seven generals who promised to act with us, that's enough. The remaining three don't need to force them. I want to see, facing the 700,000 elite soldiers who have been raising our energy for hundreds of years, what will the human side use to resist!" Shaplen's eyes were shining.

Now the dark elf man in front of him didn't even dare to look straight into Shaplen's eyes and lowered his head slightly.

"By the way, what do you say about the orcs?"

"Return to the Great Elder, Lord Bimon, the new orc king, said that as long as we attack, 500,000 beast soldiers will be ready at any time." The dark elf man whispered.

Five hundred thousand beast soldiers? Humph, I didn’t expect that these disgusting green-skinned monsters could convene so much combat power after the two wars between the Flame Empire and the Failed Caesar Empire. In the future, our Dark Elf clan regained the Arad Continent, and the threat to our clan should not be underestimated.

Shaplen's eyes kept turning, thinking about how to deal with this ally who could become an enemy at any time after taking back the territory of the dark elves from humans in the future.

Seeing Shaplen fall into deep thought, the dark elf man bowed and bowed and walked out of the main hall of the Senate.

...

Just as Shaplen racked his brains to think about how to plot against the Dark Elf's ally, the Beast Elf's ally, in the settlement of the Beast Elf, the Beast Elephant's new leader, the Beast Elephant King Bemon, is discussing the alliance proposals made by the Dark Elephant clan with the Beast Elephant high priest Sagra, who also reached the Saint Elephant, and the former Beast Elephant's peak sixth-level powerhouse.

By the way, after Bemon successfully performed a bloodline ritual, activated the Bemon divine blood in his body and stabilized his strength at the primary level of the holy level, Dumont voluntarily gave up the position of Beast King and replaced him with Bemon. And Bemon did not treat Dumont badly, and directly asked Dumont to be the commander of the Beast Clan, responsible for commanding 200,000 elite Beast Clan soldiers.

"High Priest, Lord Beast King, according to me, the dark elves are not very kind to me. Not to mention the combat power of human beings, other countries, our beast tribe has a deep understanding of the Caesar Empire, and it is definitely not as vulnerable as those niggers said. So I suggest rejecting their alliance request. What the beast tribe needs now is time to recuperate." Dumont said in a muffled voice.

Upon hearing this, Bemon looked at Sagra who was sitting beside him, and a smile appeared in his eyes. When will Dumont think about the problem carefully? But no matter what, this is a good thing for the beast tribe.

"cough."

Bemon cleared his throat and said, "You said very reasonably, but I have agreed to the Dark Elf's alliance request."

"What? Lord Beast King, are you crazy? The dark elf clearly wants to use us." Dumont was anxious and looked at Sagra beside him, hoping that the high priest could speak and persuade the new Beast King.

But after looking at Bemon, Sagra closed his eyes again and pretended to be in a state of deity.

Bemon waved his hand: "The commander doesn't have to look at the high priest. This is the decision I made in the future with the high priest. If the dark elves want to use us, aren't we using them? At that time, the elite knights of the Caesar Empire brought us huge losses, and this thing has always made me feel like a thorn in my throat. The best way to deal with the knight army is a magician, and the most profession in the army of the dark elves is also a magician. Let them help us get into thunder. Why not do this? The key is that what we have paid is just a little verbal support. Whether to send troops is the final decision rather than the dark elves."

After listening to Bemon's explanation, Dumont's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "I understand, Lord Beast King."

"Well, I understand, just go down and prepare. This war is not far away."

"yes!"

...

In April of the 980th year of Arad's calendar, the dark elves that had been dormant under the ground for hundreds of years had fought undeclaredly and launched a war on the Caesar Empire, which was closest to its territory. The reason for the war was that humans spread plague to the dark elves, intending to destroy the dark elves.
Chapter completed!