The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 528 Dealing with the Undead
"It's as if we've completely killed a lich under Sauron's command," Yun Feng said solemnly.

"Shouldn't this be something to celebrate?" Roland tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Hehe, now we're on the Demon Lord's list." Yun Feng smiled wryly, knowing that they were about to be targeted by the dark forces again.

"Whatever! We'll deal with whatever comes our way! Killing just one fifth-tier lich is a win for us!" Caslo laughed heartily. What trash lich! Just ashes from dragon breath! We'll kill as many as we can! You think you can complain about trouble in front of the Dragon Knight, the most reckless man in the world? Sorry, we'll just charge straight in!
"Killing him is fine, it just provides you with alchemical materials!" Roland handed the life box covered with intricate magical runes to Yun Feng. This was a rare alchemical material! Roland could clearly sense the cold aura emanating from the life box.

"Yes, but we need to be even more careful now! The undead army won't let us go!" Yun Feng nodded. Needless to say, they would definitely become a thorn in the side of the undead!

“By the way! Speaking of the undead, shouldn’t we give that undead army in the North some respect…” Ajax, who was following behind, said helplessly as the conversation gradually went off-topic. The group was obviously ignoring the approaching undead army.

"Um... what can those skeletons and ghosts do?" Roland asked, his face practically radiating disdain.

"...You should understand the principle that many ants can kill an elephant! Besides, there are high-ranking undead like the Abomination Death Knights among them!" Ajax was so angry that she almost fainted. Did someone really not take the Scourge seriously?

"Uh..." Roland looked embarrassed. After playing too many games, he really had become indifferent to this thing. After all, no one would care about the weakest forbidden spell, right? In the game, the Undead Scourge was just a target for the Knights to mow down, but judging from Ajax's reaction, the Undead Scourge in reality should be more complicated.

“Yes, Ms. Ajax has reminded us! We should pay attention to those undead heading south. Although we cannot be sure if they are the undead scourge, we still cannot let our guard down!” Yun Feng nodded in agreement.

"What should we do?" Roland shifted the blame back to the king. After all, if he had to figure things out on his own when he didn't have any advisors, and he still had to figure things out on his own after having advisors, then he would be a king for nothing!

“Let’s summon the kings of the North. We need to meet and discuss this!” Yun Feng thought for a moment. After all, this was a major matter concerning the North, and no one could make a decision on their own. The kings needed to discuss and come to a conclusion themselves.

“Well, as the initiator, should we hold the meeting in Swiftstream City?” Roland asked.

“No, the castle in Swiftstream is too small. Irubor is more suitable!” Yunfeng suggested. Although dwarves are known for their bad temper and stubbornness, their territory is large and spacious!

“That makes sense!” Roland nodded seriously, indicating that he agreed with Yun Feng’s words. After all, the castle in Jiliu City was fine for living in, but it would be a bit shabby to entertain other monarchs. After all, no one had ever seen anyone entertain foreign guests in a pigeon coop... let alone entertaining a group of them at once.

“Time is tight! Your Highness, I suggest that Caslo and Ajax go together and notify the other countries separately!” Yun Feng calculated the time.

“Alright! You write the invitation, and I’ll stamp it!” Roland pulled out the Lagrange Royal Seal (a ring with a seal on the face, which was very popular among Western nobles).
Roland tossed the ring in his hand. Although it was just a simple emblem, it represented the legal validity of King Roland. Once it was stamped, it meant that the Kingdom of Lagrange recognized and was in effect!

"Okay!" Yun Feng took out a quill pen and began to write rapidly, after all, it was better to be more formal about this kind of thing.

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"I probably won't be able to recruit anyone!" Olaf huddled under the Lion Banner in King's Landing, munching on bread and jerky. His mind had already drifted back to Lionhold. Three days had passed, and the people who wanted to go back to Lionhold with him had already signed up. The rest probably wouldn't go with him anyway. Since that was the case, he might as well set off sooner rather than later!

"Please inform the guards that Olaf, a retainer of the Duke of King's Landing, is bidding farewell to King Roland!" Olaf said. "No need!" Roland, dressed in full armor, appeared behind Olaf.

"Hmm? Greetings, Your Highness!" Olaf, realizing what was happening, quickly bowed.

"Alright, get out of here! Ruhr has already started gathering the people for you! Leave here as soon as possible!" Roland urged.

"What happened, Your Highness?" Olaf, with his keen senses, noticed something unusual! King Roland was in full military attire and ordered them to leave Swiftstream City quickly... Olaf's eyes flickered a few times, and he had already guessed most of what was going on.

"Don't overthink it! Stream City is fine, but you guys wandering around the wasteland is in big trouble!" Roland glanced at Olaf's hesitant expression and knew that the guy had misunderstood. Stream City was not something those missing limbs of undead could shake!

"The undead army is coming from the north! You'd better leave quickly, or you'll be in trouble if you get blocked!" Roland explained.

"The sooner the better! We might not be able to stop all the undead! If you don't want the people under the Duke of King's Landing to suffer heavy casualties in the future, you'd better not linger!" Roland warned.

"And you?" Olaf stared blankly at Roland.

"I will lead the army north to attack! Being surrounded in a city is not the style of the Lagrange Knights! They can go! So can I!" Roland's eyes flashed with a cold light. It was unclear when he had transformed from the bewildered and hesitant newcomer to the decisive person he was now.

"Good luck!" Olaf could only lower his head and wish Roland well. As he watched Roland mount his warhorse and lead the knights out of the city, Olaf suddenly felt a lump in his throat. Roland's departing figure seemed somewhat desolate at some point...

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“Yes! That’s the situation. Your Highness Apophis Breo, it seems you’ll have to deliver the forbidden protective spell you promised His Majesty the King first!” Yun Feng spoke face-to-face with Apophis Breo through a magical communication array.

“Of course, I’m ready and can offer it up anytime!” Apophis Breo pointed to the forbidden scroll that was carefully wrapped up next to him.

“Spring Domain of Despair! A forbidden spell of the domain type! It can provide protection and partial recovery and healing abilities! Although I cannot personally follow the king into battle, the loyalty of the King’s family will always be with the king!” Apophis Breo said solemnly.

"Hopefully so. Lord Caslo will go and fetch it himself. By the way, His Highness has already arranged for Ruhr's caravan to escort the civilians here! After all, with the arrival of the undead army, no one can escape!" Yun Feng said to Apophis Breo.

"Thank you for your and Your Highness's help!"

"Alright, may the roar of the Lion of Kings resound throughout the Misty Mountains! I must accompany His Highness to meet the other kings now, take care!" Yun Feng bowed to Apophis Breo and then closed the communication.

(End of this chapter)