"An unfamiliar powerhouse?"
After ending the communication, Roy felt a sense of doubt.
But he immediately gathered everyone, briefly arranged the aftermath matters here, and hurried towards the direction Celine had sent the message.
"Lord Roy, what trouble has Lady Celine encountered?"
Atedia happened to be using the Flight Gear, running across the vast grassland with the abilities it granted.
On the way, she couldn't help but ask curiously.
"It's an existence different from the Black Knight...
It's strange, how does this world keep encountering external forces one after another?
Could it be that the forces Kairon colluded with are not limited to the Abyssal Demons?"
Roy vaguely explained, but he didn't forget to send a message to his teacher.
The situation is becoming increasingly complicated.
If something unexpected really happens, he would still need his teacher to bail him out.
Of course, this is purely a precaution.
...
That afternoon, at dusk.
As the sun set in the west, Atedia galloped like the wind, crossing hundreds of miles with Pegasus Wings, passing through vast grasslands and hills, and arrived at the edge of the Bloodhoof Tribe's territory.
This was where Celine had been tracking and following the Janis Tribe.
A few days ago, Kairon died and his tribe was destroyed, the Bloodhoof Tribe was scattered and fled in all directions.
Janis, as the youngest son, was also hunted down and separated from his trusted subordinates.
During this tracking period, it was mainly about avoiding pursuers and regrouping.
In terms of straight-line distance, they hadn't run far.
Roy calmed his mind and sensed again.
Celine carried an Enchanted Item with his Arcane Imprint, and through this vague connection, he quickly confirmed the location and rushed over.
Not long after, they finally successfully reunited.
"Celine, what's the situation here?"
Roy jumped off Atedia's back, letting her rest a bit while inquiring about the specific situation.
Celine and Yanila came forward, but they showed some shock.
Especially Yanila, who was almost stunned: "How come Atedia has grown wings in just a few days?"
Atedia raised her head, glanced at her disdainfully, and didn't bother to explain.
Yanila was both envious and jealous, wanting to touch them, but Atedia wouldn't let her.
Roy, on the other hand, looked at Celine: "I'll explain it to you when we get back, tell me about those unfamiliar powerhouses you mentioned earlier."
Celine retracted her gaze, her expression serious: "I saw some brown-skinned, tall beings from another world with my own eyes...
They might be Orcs from the Osis Empire!
There are thirty to fifty of them, well-trained, and very vigilant.
As soon as they discovered the Flying bird puppet I released, they shot it down with arrows!
By the way, the arrows they used seem to be Enchanted Equipment with magical power, they can lock on from hundreds of meters away, and even have tracking functions!"
Roy nodded.
It seems that it is indeed a medium to high magic level that Netherlands cannot reach.
"Where are they now?"
"They have already gone deep into a valley, the terrain inside is complex, I was afraid of being ambushed by them, so I didn't go in!"
Upon hearing this, Roy's eyes showed appreciation.
Celine's actions are still steady.
...
"Have we shaken off that Wizard's minions?"
"It shouldn't be that easy, but once we cross this mountain, we can completely escape the grassland, to the swamp on the other side, and then through the swamp, it's the Southern Ice Plains..."
That place has never been suitable for the survival and development of our people, so it has always been very unfamiliar to us.
But now, we have no choice but to reach there first and then make plans!"
On the other side, deep within a valley in a certain mountain forest, a dignified middle-aged man and a handsome young boy were talking.
The young centaur had a slender build, like a fawn, but his eyes were bright, and the aura emanating from his brow was one of impressive valor, not timidity.
"The tribe has been defeated, and my father's plan has completely failed...
It seems that relying on uniting the tribes to revitalize and strengthen ourselves was never possible...
Our centaur race lacks enough strong individuals to hold the fort, and our power cannot develop.
Only strength, true strength!
That is what we can rely on!"
This young centaur was Janis.
On his small shoulders, it seemed as if an unbearable burden, as heavy as a thousand pounds, was pressing down.
Hearing their conversation, a tall, rough-looking orc with a green face and fangs walked over.
"Master Janis, your insight is profound. Your recent failure was indeed due to the chieftain's impatience for success and his entrapment in the false promises of the devil.
I mean no disrespect to your father, but he was indeed limited by the low magic environment, lacking the vision to transcend this world, gaze upon the Star Sea, and embrace all races!
Fortunately, he had a backup plan and entrusted you to me.
Just as he handed over his other children to the Abyss, to Hell, and to the Arcane Empire...
He made the smartest choice a low-magic native could make!"
Janis frowned slightly, but considering the truth in the orc's words, he fell silent.
The middle-aged centaur interrupted, "It's no use talking about this now. Let's think of a way to get Janis to your orc empire first!"
The brown orc nodded, "Of course.
I hope the information is useful. During the 'Night War,' our Osis Empire once used a passage that might still be of use..."
Suddenly, from another high ridge, several orcs hurried over.
"Boss, the enemy is catching up, and this time they have an additional helper."
"Oh? What kind of helper?"
The orc leader became serious.
"It's the Wizard who killed Kairon!"
"What?"
Hearing this, the resting centaurs nearby became agitated.
"Humans!"
Janis also showed a look of hatred.
"If I have the chance to awaken my Bloodline and make a comeback, I will kill all humans!"
"Things are looking bad, let's go!"
The orc leader said to them, then analyzed,
"But the female apprentice among them has tracking items, and the Wizard's spirit far surpasses that of ordinary people, able to detect even the slightest traces.
We are too rough, and with nearly a hundred of us, it's impossible to erase all traces.
Only by leaving some behind to cover our retreat can we ensure Master Janis's escape!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged centaur stepped forward.
Other injured warriors, or those who were already old, also stood up.
Some centaurs wanted to stay, but the middle-aged centaur's glance held them back.
The brown orc grinned.
He appeared rough, but in reality, he was clear-minded; the other party did not trust him.
"We will also stay behind. The scouting and guard teams will continue to escort Young Master Janis."
After a moment, they quickly divided their forces. The rear guard swiftly retreated while erasing their tracks, and rapidly set up various Mechanical Traps.
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