Flillian, I want to live.

The black dragon stretched out its claws and pointed at the long tail path that was cut off by Xu Tark.

"Go ahead, I have more important things to do now."

Xiutark glanced at the somewhat nervous black dragon, then turned and walked towards the center of the platform in the dark.

There, there is a giant bonfire made of a large amount of firewood. In the era when the Demon King's army was wreaking havoc on this land, this place was once an outpost connecting the northern continent and the central continent, and also a beacon tower for transmitting war information.

However, more than ten years ago, the black dragon occupied this place. Not only did it drive away the guards and destroy the plank road, but it also used the important beacon tower as its own nest and put all its collections into it.

Hugh Tark chose a firm spot and climbed to the edge of the giant fire. With the faint moonlight above his head, he saw that the dragon's lair was filled with all kinds of treasures. What was even more surprising was that among the treasures collected by these black dragons, magic books accounted for a large part.

"Are you interested in my collection? These are all treasures I've collected over hundreds of years! If you want them, I can give them to you..."

Behind Xiutalk, the black dragon that had taken his tail came over with cautious steps.

"I do not need……"

Xutark turned his head and looked at the black dragon. If Fulilian saw the scene in front of her, she would probably be ecstatic as if it were New Year's Day. But for Xutark, who knew nothing about magic, these things were of no use.

"Oh, really? That's great. Do you want me to take you down the mountain now, meow?"

Seeing that Xutalk had no interest in his treasure, the Black Dragon couldn't help but feel secretly happy and asked hurriedly.

"Although I don't need your treasure, I need you to do something now."

Xiutark looked at the Black Dragon who thought he had escaped.

"What meow?"

Black Dragon asked stupidly.

"You can breathe fire, right? Light up this fire."

Hugh Tark said in a commanding tone.

"Meow?"

The black dragon's body froze instantly.

"I don't have much patience."

Xutark stretched out his hand, lifted up his bangs, and revealed a fierce expression that only a villain would have.

"This is my home..."

"Whether before or now, this place is a beacon of humanity."

call--

Under the threat of Xiutalk, the black dragon tearfully breathed out dragon breath towards its own nest and collection.

At first, there was only an inconspicuous wisp of green smoke rising from the middle of the fire, but the next moment, the huge fire began to burn fiercely. In an instant, accompanied by flames rising into the sky and rising black smoke, the entire mountain top was lit up as if at sunrise.

"that is……"

Aura, who was commanding the undead army to continuously attack the city wall, raised his head and looked at the fire on the top of the mountain.

"Lord Charles——"

In the castle of the fortress city of Val, the northern gateway of the Central Kingdoms, the sleeping Charlie was suddenly awakened by the nervous sentry.

"What are you doing? Why are you so flustered..."

Charlie rubbed his sleepy eyes. Ever since Xutark destroyed the red mirror dragon entrenched in the canyon, he and his knights were transferred here to strengthen the defense.

"fire Fire……"

The sentry held onto the door frame and spoke breathlessly.

"Fire? What fire? Is it on fire?"

Charlie lifted the quilt with his hands and asked nervously.

"It's a beacon fire. The beacon fire on the snowy mountains in the north has been lit."

The sentry stroked his chest with his hand and added loudly.

"war……"

Upon hearing this, Charles hurriedly got up and walked to the window. He placed his hands on the windowsill and looked up at the top of the mountain opposite the fortress.

A raging fire was burning on the top of the mountain. It was the oath of mutual care made by the human royal family before the Demon King was destroyed by Sinmer.

"Sir...should we..."

The sentry carefully asked Charlie, the supreme commander here.

"Light the beacon and ring the assembly bell."

As torches were thrown into the pine-soaked pyre, the beacon fires on the fortress towers were lit.

And the flames that shot up into the sky started again from the next human city.

"I'm so sorry to summon you so late, Duncan."

In the palace of the royal capital, the old king saw the court magician Duncan, who was dressed and carrying a suitcase.

"You're about to retire...but..."

The king looked at Duncan and said.

"I saw it on the way here. The beacon fires in the north have been lit."

Duncan replied with his eyelids half closed.

"Can I ask you one last favor? Your hometown is also in the north."

The king continued.

"Of course, I would be troubled if the passes to the north were blocked, Your Majesty."

Duncan replied in a deep voice.

"Then the knights of the royal capital are ready."

The king closed his eyes, and recalled the blue-haired young man he saw when he followed his father.

If the brave Sinmeier was still alive... how could this happen...

"The fate of this country and this world is in your hands, Your Majesty."

More than 20 years ago, Xin Meir's last words still echo in my ears.

"The nation that gave birth to the brave will accept the challenge."

The king said firmly.

Chapter 95: The Idol of the Middle-Aged and Elderly Magician

Amid the crackling sound of the campfire, Philen, who was sitting against a tree, slowly opened his eyes.

"Well……"

Philen twisted her body. At this moment, she was tied to the towering pine tree behind her with a hemp rope. With her own strength, she obviously could not break free from such restraints.

It seems that I was knocked unconscious in the previous battle and then brought here?

While thinking in his mind, Philen turned his head to observe the situation around him.

This is an open space in the woods outside the city. In the center of the open space, a campfire was lit for lighting. On the opposite side of the campfire, two headless undead soldiers were standing guard.

It seems that I was brought to Aula as a hostage?

Philen quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.

Is there any way to escape?

Philen slowly turned his head and looked towards the flickering campfire.

The staff that Haita had given her as a gift, which she treasured so much, was carelessly thrown on the hard mud ground beside the campfire.

"If I could get that..."

Just as Philen was muttering to herself, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her, startling her who was concentrating on her thoughts.

"who?"

Philen nervously turned his head to look at the owner of the hand, only to find a girl wearing a beautiful dress, who looked to be in the prime of her life but had lost her head like an undead soldier, standing next to him.

She stretched out her hand, as if to test whether Philen had woken up.

After Philen exclaimed, the headless girl seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, as if she was thinking.

Then, the headless girl seemed to remember something, turned around and walked to the campfire, took down the kettle hanging on it, poured the water into the teacup beside her, stirred it with a spoon, and brought it to Philen.

"What are you..."

Philen looked at the headless girl in front of him with some caution.

Looking at the hostile Philen, the headless girl was stunned for a moment. Then, she scooped up the hot tea in the cup with a spoon, shook it gently in the air to speed up the dissipation of the heat, and waited until the tea was no longer so hot before handing it to Philen's mouth.

"Um……"

Philen pursed his lips, and after some hesitation, he opened his mouth and drank the hot tea fed by the headless girl.

In this way, the headless girl patiently waited for Philen to drink the whole cup of hot tea, and then took out the prepared handkerchief from her pocket and gently wiped off the blood on Philen's face in the previous battle.

"You are very good at taking care of people."

Although she didn't know whether the headless girl could hear what she said, Philen still expressed her gratitude to the headless girl for taking good care of her.

However, even if the headless girl could really hear what Philen said, she could not make any response. After taking care of Philen, she stood up with the teacup in her hand and was about to walk towards the campfire, but her body suddenly froze in place as if time had been stopped.

"Shh-"

A thin man, bent over, ran out from the big pine tree behind Fearon.

"..."

Philen opened his mouth in surprise, but quickly suppressed the words in his throat.

The person who appeared in front of her was Andy, who had been attacked by Liuguna before.

Philen remembered that he had been seriously injured before, but he looked in good condition at this moment.

After discovering that the castle had been infiltrated by Aura's undead soldiers, Andy secretly hid himself and quietly followed the undead soldiers as they retreated with the count.

Although he originally planned to leave, after seeing Philen being taken away by the count, he chose to obey his conscience after some hesitation.

"There are only two guards."

Andy whispered in Philen's ear while using a dagger to cut the hemp rope that tied Philen.

The moment the restraints were released, Philen immediately stood up and rushed to the staff placed next to the campfire.

The undead soldiers who noticed the noise quickly turned around and saw Philen breaking free from the ropes. They immediately drew the long swords at their waists and rushed towards Philen.

The moment Philen bent down to pick up the staff, the undead soldier who rushed to the campfire first had already chopped off Philen's head with his sword.

"Binding magic."

While pressing the headless girl to the ground, Andy raised his hand and switched the target of the binding magic to the undead soldier who was swinging his sword at Philen.

The sword stopped above Philen's head.

Philen, who had obtained the staff, rolled sideways from under the sword of the immobilized undead soldier, raised the staff and aimed it at the undead soldier who was coming up behind.

Attack magic.

Along with a dazzling beam of light, a huge hole appeared on the chest of the undead soldier wielding the sword, and he fell to the ground.

After resolving the threat, Philen quickly adjusted the angle of his wand to completely control the undead soldier that Andy had struggled to hold in place.

"call--"

Seeing that even the enemy had been dealt with by Philen, Andy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He stood up with the headless girl who didn't resist much, and then looked at Philen.

"What's this guy going to do?"

Hearing Andy's question, Philen turned his head and looked at the headless girl who had taken care of him before.

Philen raised the staff in his hand and pointed it at the headless girl controlled by Andy.

"Hey, hey, don't hit me."

Looking at Philen's murderous look on his face, Andy shouted in fear.