CHAPTER 675: CHAPTER 412: THE QUEEN’S REQUEST

Queen Orelana stood atop the tower in Kolos City, gazing out across the Four Wind Plain at the endless sea of the Skeleton Army.

It was an expanse formed from countless bones, as if Death itself was spreading across the land, bringing with it an irresistible force of destruction, slowly advancing toward the Elf Main City.

At the upper-level meeting half a day ago, she proposed to the Arcane Council the idea of abandoning the Arcane Castle to regroup all the Arcane Masters to fully defend Kolos City.

However, this plan did not receive the Council’s approval.

The Arcane Castle is not just a symbol of the Elf Clan, it is also the crystallization of countless magical knowledge and wisdom. Abandoning it would undoubtedly be a massive betrayal of elven history and tradition.

For the Arcane Masters, the importance of the Arcane Castle is no less than that of Kolos City.

Therefore, the proposal was vetoed, which invisibly weakened the defense strength of Kolos City.

...

"We can’t just sit here and wait for death." Orelana’s voice carried a slight tremble, barely perceptible, but it was filled with determination and resilience.

"What do you intend to do?" Terres stood behind her, hearing the other meaning in her words.

After all, having been mentor and student, Terres understood this student’s thoughts well.

Orelana clutched the crystal vial hanging on her chest, the last item left by the Great Arcanist Augustus, also once holding his soul.

She had intended to inherit the arcane legacy of her other teacher, Augustus, and manage the Keros Magic Tower on his behalf.

Only now, there were more important matters to attend to.

She turned around, looked at Terres, and solemnly said, "I plan to hand over the Magic Tower to the Arcane Council, persuade them to transfer the legacy of the Arcane Castle to the Magic Tower, thus enhancing the defensive power of Kolos City."

Terres frowned, opposingly said, "I do not agree."

He knew well how much Orelana missed the deceased Great Arcanist.

Augustus had been in charge of the Magic Tower in his lifetime, it was also the place where Queen Orelana had learned arcane knowledge since childhood, a corner of her heart where cherished memories were kept.

Terres didn’t want her to be deprived of this remembrance for the deceased, proposing another idea:

"I’ve always been contemplating another way to break the crisis, the real crisis that Kolos City will face fundamentally isn’t the all-around Skeleton Army, but rather the Abyss Demon King lurking behind."

Queen Orelana frowned, guessing his thought: "You want to..."

Terres nodded: "Yes, rather than passively defending Kolos City, it’s better to take the initiative to find and eliminate the Bone Sovereign.

"Given the nature of the undead skeletons, as long as the entity controlling them behind the scenes dies, these undead skeletons will quickly lose their mobility."

The underlying logic of this plan was simple and also the most direct and effective.

The problem was, finding the Bone Sovereign was difficult, and to kill him was even more challenging.

It was not only challenging but also fraught with immense danger.

After all, the Bone Sovereign was an evil demigod; even the Anti-Demon Alliance Army’s three Commanders at the peak of Elf power couldn’t guarantee to defeat the Bone Sovereign.

Queen Orelana furrowed her brow tightly, shaking her head in opposition: "It’s too dangerous, that’s an evil demigod, we have no power to kill him."

Terres drew the Dragon’s Tooth from its sheath, holding it in his hands.

He looked down at the sword, showing reminiscing eyes.

"The teacher placed this sword in my hands, entrusted me with the mission to protect Quel’dorei, and now is the time. With the Dragon’s Tooth, I have the ability to challenge a demigod. Even if it costs me my life, I will heavily wound him and force him to retreat."

Queen Orelana heard the resolution in his words and shook her head again: "No, Kolos City needs you, I... need you too."

Terres laughed heartily, saying aloud, "Don’t worry, I will do my best to survive. Even if I can’t kill the Bone Sovereign, distracting him can still relieve some pressure from Kolos City. This is the best plan; promise me this."

Tears glinted in Queen Orelana’s eyes, and she shook her head, "I can’t lose you too."

She had already lost one teacher and did not want to see Terres die as well.

Terres put both hands on her shoulders, consoling her: "Don’t worry, I will come back alive."

Orelana saw the determination in Terres’s eyes, unable to dissuade him, she finally had to agree.

At night.

Beside Claw Print Lake.

Queen Orelana came here alone, and at this time on the lake surface, there was a young man practicing swordsmanship.

In this young man, she saw the shadow of Terres.

She vaguely remembered, many years ago, she followed her father on patrol, encountering an Elf Knight fighting a Demon on the Four Wind Plain, using swordsmanship as well.

At that time, she pointed to the Elf Knight and said to her father, "Father, can I learn swordsmanship like this gentleman?"

More than a decade later, this Elf Knight became a Sword Saint of the Elf Clan and became her teacher.

Tonight, she came to Claw Print Lake, not to feed the Mana Floating Dragons, but specifically to find Lu Heng.

Lu Heng finished his practice, returned to the lakeside, and waved to greet her: "Is there something you need, Your Majesty?"

Queen Orelana nodded, walked along the lake for a while, and then spoke: "Teacher Terres intends to take the offensive and find the Bone Sovereign."

Lu Heng had actually thought of this plan as well.

Capturing the chief first is indeed the most direct and effective way to solve the crisis, but it’s excessively dangerous.

If it were Lu Heng’s team of four, the chance of defeating the Bone Sovereign was not high.