Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Before the sunset had completely faded, the soldiers brought Finnian.

Seeing the long line outside, Finnian did not expect such a scene even though he had already known what was going on on the way.

After meeting Valken, Finnian said, "I don't think I'm up to this."

Valken pointed at Cecilia, who was easing her assimilation.

Finnian knew this magician and had heard about his achievements on the way here.

He is indeed a hero.

He has a clear understanding of himself and he doesn't think he can stand shoulder to shoulder with such a person.

"I don't quite understand what level of magic is required here. I asked you to come here more because I hope you can help her and increase efficiency and speed as much as possible."

Finnian had to admit that he couldn't refuse Valken's words.

He agreed to Valken's request, walked to Leslian's side, and observed every magic released by Leslian.

Finnian could tell the purpose of half of the magic, but he didn't know the other half and had no way to ask.

He still had some impression of this famous magician - for example, he was a mute.

Sun goddess bless you, how dazzling would such a person be if he didn’t have such a flaw?

Sometimes copying others' ideas is indeed useful.

When human lives were at stake, Finnian dared not follow suit.

If it was just to complete what Valken asked him to do, Finnian got some inspiration from some of Leslian's operations.

He asked the soldiers behind him to come over, check the degree of assimilation one by one, and use barrier magic to prevent the spread of assimilation.

Although his magic level was not very high, it was no problem for him to maintain such a small barrier for a hundred or so people.

Compared to Leslian, Finnian's part of the work was obviously very mechanized. After twenty or thirty people had passed by, he realized that these soldiers who had been assimilated by the vampires had almost no other serious injuries.

Apart from the wounds caused by the vampires' fangs, other wounds are rarely seen.

Even if there were some wounds, they were not serious, and according to the magical examination, they were almost healed.

Is this the assimilation of the vampires?

Cecilia eased the assimilation of another soldier, and when she replaced him midway, she was able to relax for a rare moment.

Only then did I realize that another queue had formed next to me without me noticing when.

She watched Finnian's operation, and after realizing his intention, she quickly produced a pen and paper and wrote, "You can ask Valken to get the magic team to join us."

Finnian noticed that Leslie Ann did not use honorifics on the paper, but when he saw another soldier lying in front of Leslie Ann, he thought Leslie was too busy to notice.

He turned around and looked for Valken, asking him to arrange for the magician team to help.

Droville left after seeing that Finnian did help Lesley Ann.

There are still many things in the army waiting for him to arrange and deal with.

It was hard for Droville to feel at ease when he thought that demons might rush out of the gold mine at any time.

My subordinates had just completed the statistics of the casualties here.

Droville looked at the data in his hand and felt something was wrong.

The number of soldiers assimilated by the vampires was included in the death toll in the statistics list.

Even if this number is removed, the situation is still not optimistic.

He made a quick decision and sent letters to both Petra and Duke of Bulwell at the same time, explaining the situation of the gold mine and requesting that both sides send reinforcements.

He hoped that the reinforcements from Duke Bulwell would arrive faster. If he had to wait for His Majesty to send the order, it would be really troublesome.

Seeing that he could not help, Valken went to the army to deal with related matters.

Seeing Droville preparing to send a pigeon to deliver a message, Valken thought of someone, "Wait a moment, I also need to report some situations to His Majesty."

Droville thought Valken was just trying to say something nice about the princess, and thought it was understandable. "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Valken briefly explained the situation here, and at the end of the report he hoped that His Majesty could appoint the president of the Magicians' Guild to bring some people to help.

Even though Valken still looked down on Lorian, he had to admit that when Her Royal Highness used the identity of Leslian, Lorian could help a lot.

Valken looked at his hands, thinking that maybe he should have tried to learn some magic when he was young.

As the moon slowly rose and night was approaching, Droville sent more people to the vicinity of the gold mine.

Afraid that the vampires would attack again.

The lord of Aslaide City finally arrived after a day and a night.

Droville looked at the middle-aged man. He also had some knowledge of why Her Royal Highness the Princess and others were in Aslade City.

The deeds of the city lord in front of him were spread even more widely, and Droville was not in a good mood.

The city lord apologized cautiously.

Valken was even less pleased.

When the vampires attacked yesterday, if the giants had not been there to hold them back, the vampires might have already reached the gates of Aslade City.

He, on the other hand, hid in the city and waited for death.

Valken didn't dare to think that if they hadn't arrived at Aslade City yesterday, Her Royal Highness the Princess might have really died on that small hill that didn't even have a name.

The city lord did not see the situation getting better, so he licked his face and said, "I brought all the food, water, doctors and supplies I could find in the city. They are all outside."

Droville nodded, but didn't say anything to the city lord. He just asked his men to hand over the work.

Valken didn't want to see this guy, but he had to take over the handover matters.

But the city lord was not afraid of death. Before Valken completely left, he heard the city lord ask, "Excuse me, where is Her Royal Highness the Princess now? I need to report something to her."

Valken paused when he heard that, glared at the other person, and left quickly.

Droville naturally didn't know where the princess was, and was about to ask Valken, only to find that Valken had disappeared long ago.

Droville vaguely asked him to come back tomorrow.

The city lord smiled and prepared to leave, but a report came from the front, "The demons! The demons are attacking again!"

The city lord's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he regretted why he didn't leave earlier.

But Drover did not let him go easily. "Go back and bring as many people as you can muster from Aslaide City. Don't play those little tricks. If the demons come to your doorstep, you won't even have a chance to cry!"

The city lord's legs were shaking, and his tone lacked the flattery from before, and he was a little trembling, "Can you, can you find some people to take me back..."

Droville was intimidating without even getting angry. The city lord swallowed his saliva and quickly trotted away from this place of trouble.