Chapter three hundred and six, leaving

Frost fog had no choice but to listen to Cluck, after falling from the basket into the lion's den and seeing the elves on the battlefield and hearing what the demons had to say, frost knew that the men who had attacked the Lion Fort were not coming for it, and certainly not for themselves. Then the only possibility is that they're coming for the cold Nebula. Add to that the fact that there's a genie in the crew of cold Nebula, and it's even more likely.

Although I don't know what the connection is between the spirit in cold Nebula and those who came to kill her today, only now frost fog was beginning to feel that he had been foolhardy in inviting Cold Nebula into the Dark Elf horde.

Although the Dark Elf Horde doesn't mind the devil attacking, the Dark Elf horde is a horde after all, unlike cold nebula where there are only a few of them, staying here for a few days, see the situation is not right can take off.

A tribe's migration is not so easy, if he really brought cold Nebula and others back to the Dark Elf tribe, once chased by the elven clan's troops to the dark Elf tribe, cold Nebula and a few people would be able to escape, then they dark Elf tribe if because of this matter and the elves against the family, it is not worth the loss.

Although the dark elves in the dark elven tribe each have unique skills, but the dark elven family of people is too rare, the old, the weak and the disabled all add up to only a little less than 200 people.

This number is an extremely small group in ORC territory, if it weren't for the fact that the dark elven horde of wizards roamed the endless savannahs all year round to rid the orcs of their necromancers, the dark elven horde would have been wiped out.

But if the dark elf horde were truly hostile to the elves, would the elves be as arrogant as the ORCS? Apparently not. So now the frost fog was beginning to find some way to get optimus out before cold Nebula and the others did follow him back to the Dark Elf Horde.

Now Frost had begun to pity Cluck, for it was impossible to guarantee that after he and cold Nebula and the others had left, the elves, or rather the demons, would return to the lion's den to exact their revenge.

If it hadn't been for cold Nebula and the others who helped Cluck get rid of the Shiryō who had taken the lion's den, the Lions of the lion's den would probably be dead by now.

So now that the cold Nebula had saved them, and that they had been caught in the cold Nebula, it was a small price to pay, but from Frost's point of view, it would be best to try to dissuade Cluck as best it could, after all, we can't just stand by and watch these poor lions die for no reason.

Thinking of this, frost began to say to Cluck, "Lord Cluck, the matter of the lion fort has been almost resolved, the demon who has come for revenge has been removed, and I am going to say good-bye... "

When he heard that frost fog was going to leave now, Cluck could not help but feel an urgency in his heart. "Lord Frost fog, why are you leaving now? " He said hurriedly

Although Cluck appeared surprised, he knew exactly why frost had left. Two waves of demons, if they were his own, came to the lion pack, i don't want to be here anymore. When he realized this, Cluck couldn't stop him. He just stood there in silence, not knowing what to say.

Looking at Cluck's lost face, frosty went up and patted the burly lion on the shoulder behind him. "Lord Cluck... If i May... might as well take the tribe on the move... "

The Cold Nebula didn't say much after learning of Frost's absence, but Isreal gave frost a good scolding in the cottage Cluck had lent them for the night.

But after the Cold Nebula's enlightenment, Isriel also realized that frost fog was in a very different situation from them and would not join a wandering group like them, iSRIEL was relieved.

After a few days of trimming, cold Nebula learned from Cluck that the lion tribe was planning to migrate as a whole. Cluck didn't have to tell cold nebula why the lion tribe was migrating, of course, they're worried about a demon attacking them.

After a few days of rest, Armstrong is walking, and Armstrong is much better, too, if he's riding a Unicorn.

In order not to delay Cluck's plans to move the lion tribe, so cold Nebula and others after a good night's rest, they said goodbye to Cluck.

Although Cluck had repeatedly retained the cold Nebula, it was clear from the look in Cluck's eyes that he did not mean what he said, in the end, however, the result was such that even the cold Nebula was in a state of mourning.

After saying good-bye to Cluck, cold Nebula and his party left the lion pack and headed east in search of the Legendary Monastic Republic of Mount Athos.

The Cold Nebula, seeing that the normally cheerful Isreal had been unhappy all the way, asked, "still thinking about frost and chief Cluck? "

Isreal nodded, and answered, "Yes, those ungrateful fellows, whom we have risked our lives for, but in the end we have come to such an end! It is a shame! "

"I'm hungry! " Said Isreal, annoyed, but not quite ready to lose her temper in front of the others. She had to find something else to do, and eating was a good idea.

"Er... wind-blown Orchid, do you have any food on you? " The Cold Nebula heard Isreal say that she was hungry, and felt a little hungry herself. After all, she hadn't eaten anything all day, so it asked Zelta wind-blown Orchid.

The high priest of the elven tribe of Zelta winthrop, who had nothing to eat, shook his head at the cold Nebula.

Isreal looked at herself a little awkwardly in the cold Nebula, threw her head up, and said, "little baby? Want to play the autumn wind here again? "

After hearing ISRIEL's words, the Cold Nebula spoke somewhat sheepishly and said, "well, let's go further. There should be tribes ahead. Let's go to the tribes and get some more food. "

Apparently not satisfied with the cold Nebula's answer, Isriel continued to cheat and said, "I can't go on! YOU CARRY ME! "

Riding on the Unicorn, the Armstrong saw Isriel continue his battle with the cold nebula until he couldn't resist and shouted at Isriel, "Miss Isriel! "

As the Armstrong on the Unicorn began to shout at him, Isreal turned quickly to the Armstrong and shouted, "what, you want to fight? " Cold Nebula was completely defeated by the two men in front of him, "We've only walked a dozen miles, " she said dryly. "You've already fought thirty times... "

"It's her fault! " Cried Isreal and the Armstrong in unison.

"Well... tell you what, if Isreal can't walk, then you stay here and protect the Armstrong, and rest while I go to the front with Styron and see if I can find some food for the horde and come back. "

"I don't want to be with her / him! " They shouted to the Cold Nebula in unison.

The Cold Nebula's already expressionless face became calmer, and he sighed and said, "what are you going to do? Wait here for me! I'LL BE BACK SOON! "

Watching the cold nebula leave on its own, both Israel and the Armstrong on the Unicorn opened their mouths and uttered the words "Miss Celta. " But when they heard that the other person was speaking in unison with them, they stopped.

The sight of Isreal and Armstrong calling out their names in unison gave them their meaning, so hurriedly began to say: "Cold Nebula adult hand over to me, you two take a good rest here, we will be back soon! "

When Cold Nebula and Celta Styran were far away, Israel grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction of their departure, one side hates the curse way: "Idiot! Hum! Even I this girl's heart all don't understand! "

Isreal's strength was great, and the stone was thrown far away. As it disappeared, there was a noise of leaves shaking back and forth, and the next thing I heard was a roar of anger: "Ah! Who is it? WHO's the bastard who threw the stone? "

"There are a lot of people in this poor wood, " Isreal said to herself, as if nothing had happened, or if she had thrown a stone on purpose.

The Armstrong, on the other hand, seemed a little timid as he descended from the Unicorn, and leaned stealthily towards Isreal, a little frightened, but not quite so obviously Armstrong.

There was a crash of vegetation in the woods, and a few orcs emerged from the disappearing rocks not far away, darting in their own direction, weapons in hand.

The man who had been hit by the stone, of course, could hear it, and hastily summoned a few of his men to follow it to her. When the men saw the two of them, Israel and Armstrong, their mouths were so big they could swallow a cow.

Isreal looked disdainfully at the five men before her. They were very tall, even fat, and each had a long nose and two long tusks in his mouth, it certainly looks like a family of elephants.

A chief-like fellow, who looked to be more than two metres tall, carried a huge axe with several slits in his hands, and had not a decent coat on him, and could scarcely contain himself. The other four attendants, dressed more simply, had holes in their clothes that had not been mended, but fortunately no vital parts had been revealed. In the hand is just holding a few pieces of iron inserted in the wooden bar, it seems to be really poor to...

Isreal was not in the least alarmed, but that did not mean that the Armstrong with her was not afraid, and that the Armstrong looked with some fear at the great herd of elephants before them, "Who are you... who are you? " He said timidly