Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

"Miss Anna, I've brought you your medicine. I've also brought you some water and food."

Carrying two large bags of supplies, Roy knocked on the door and spoke. Uncharacteristically, there was no answer from inside.

Roy frowned, put down the supplies in his hand, and kicked open the flimsy little door in front of him for the second time. Dust burst out, and there was no one inside.

"What about people?"

Hearing the commotion, Anna's voice came from afar, and the Elafia girl ran forward quickly, her face full of anxiety:

“Mr. Roy! Have you seen Barrot? I went hunting this morning and she was gone when I came back. I’ve looked everywhere for her, all over the neighborhood.”

"Gone? How could she run with a knee injury?" Roy was taken aback, then reassured her, "It's alright, she shouldn't have gone far. I'll get Skadi and we'll look for her together."

"Thank you..."

Before Anna could finish speaking, a crisp explosion came from a distance behind her, startling her.

She turned around and looked at the red smoke slowly dissipating in the sky, and for a moment she was speechless.

Every forest ranger recognizes that red flame.

The signal flare has been lit; a forest ranger is in danger!

"Bart!"

Volume 1: Chapter 130 Don't worry, Knight Heng is here!

Feathered beasts in the forest flapped their wings and took flight, emitting a striking chorus of cries. Dozens of footsteps echoed from all directions, noisy yet orderly. The midday forest should have been bathed in the warm sunlight, but the sight of heavy, black crossbows, nocked and released from the shadows of the trees, dispelled this rare tranquility, staining the damp air with a hint of blood and death.

The encirclement was complete in just a few minutes. Having confirmed there were no ambushes or reinforcements nearby, the Ursus soldier stepped forward and reported to the only warlock in the scout squad:

"It's confirmed. It's a signal flare from the forest ranger. The sender is just ahead, and there are no other forest rangers around."

Clad in a grey and red mage's robe specially made by Ursus, the warlock captain's eyes, hidden in shadow, gleamed with a thoughtful light: "A lone force?"

"Yes."

"Two people escaped, but who's the third?"

"Nothing has been found yet. They probably split up and ran off. We've already notified the other squads to continue the pursuit," the Ursus scout explained. "The one that's left is the injured one."

The warlock nodded slightly, a smile appearing on his face. He raised his staff and created a sound-silencing barrier around them.

This is an Originium spell developed by Ursus specifically for the sonic mages of Letania. Letania's spells are unpredictable and varied, but sonic spells are the most numerous. By using the silence spell, the Ursus can greatly limit the strength of those powerful tower mages. This was one of the secrets to the Ursus's victory in the war between Ursus and Letania.

However, since the death of the late emperor, under the new emperor's policy of maintaining the status quo in foreign affairs, these specially trained sorcerers have been almost useless for a long time. It is a pleasant surprise that they can have a second spring on the battlefield of Kazimierz.

Not to mention, their first operation went so smoothly. In the past forty-eight hours, the Forest Rangers had suffered unprecedented and devastating losses. This civilian resistance group, which had plagued Ursus's campaign against Qazimir for years, was now on the verge of collapse. At this point, if they could capture the base, the Forest Rangers' annihilation would be imminent!

Unfortunately, the captured forest rangers are all very stubborn, and so far, no scouting party has managed to extract the location of their base from them. The warlock knew very well that this was a race; whoever got the address first would be the most decorated warrior in this operation!

And now such an opportunity is right in front of him.

As if to demonstrate his sincerity, he did not have his soldiers persuade him to surrender, but instead stepped forward himself and said:

"Forest ranger, you are surrounded. Your companions have all surrendered, and there are no other forest ranger squads coming to your aid. There is no need to put up any more futile resistance; it will only increase the number of casualties."

"The Ursus Empire is an inclusive nation. We have always shown the utmost respect and goodwill to those who are willing to cooperate with us. Now, lay down your weapons, raise your hands, and surrender to me. I can guarantee the safety of you and your companions."

no answer.

The warlock's words were like a breeze blowing through the forest, causing nothing more than a noisy rustling of leaves.

“They’re all tough nuts to crack.” Seemingly having anticipated this outcome, the warlock simply shrugged and decisively ordered, “Then let’s take them back for interrogation.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ursus soldiers around him rushed forward impatiently.

This is the moment Balotelli has been waiting for.

Hiding behind the boulder, she leaned against this only cover and silently counted down:

"3, 2, 1."

Without a moment's hesitation, she rolled off the boulder, raised her heavy crossbow, and pulled the trigger. The crossbow, already prepared to drink blood, fired its first retaliatory arrow since the start of her escape.

The arrow pierced the air and shot towards the oncoming Ursus soldier. The tall Ursus soldier grinned, full of disdain, and continued walking, simply holding his blade horizontally to block the incoming arrow.

It was nothing more than a small, desperate counterattack by a wounded Kuranta before her death. Such a sneak attack was entirely expected by these experienced veterans and posed no threat whatsoever. As long as their commander captured her, given Ursus's emphasis on military merit, a bright future was just around the corner.

He thought so, at least until the arrow suddenly pierced his neck from the left side.

"What?"

A broken scream escaped his lips as gushing blood choked him, silencing him completely. The fact that an experienced Ursus soldier had been so easily felled by a wounded forest ranger caused the surrounding charging soldiers to pause involuntarily. A smile crept onto Balot's lips, but before she could even catch her breath, the warlock's mocking voice rang out again from nearby:

"It's just a little trick, an Originium Arts technique that affects light refraction. The forest ranger isn't on the boulder, but under the shade of the trees on the left."

Balot's face immediately fell.

Spells were never the Ranger's forte, but the fact that her carefully prepared Originium Arts were seen through in just one glance still left her feeling somewhat helpless and sad.

"I originally thought I could take at least two more, but I didn't expect to be exposed after only one. However, at least the objective has been achieved."

The reason she didn't fight near the boulder bunker, but instead chose to create a false impression using Originium Arts, was to attract the attention of these Ursus soldiers and make them overlook the mark she had left for the Forest Rangers near the boulder. If she achieved this, killing even one Ursus would break even, and exchanging them for two would be a huge profit.

The Ursus soldiers, having received their orders, began their charge. This time, they were no longer careless. Despite their massive size, they maintained perfect order during the charge, with each soldier looking out for the others, effectively blocking almost every possible escape route for Balot.

Not far away, the encirclement of a wounded soldier had resulted in the loss of a warrior. The warlock captain had clearly lost his patience. He raised his hand, a ruthless glint in his cold eyes. The most basic fire spell of the Ursus War Warlock was brewing in his palm. He aimed at the forest ranger in the distance and suddenly fired it.

With nowhere left to retreat, Balot raised her heavy crossbow, aimed at the soldiers, and prepared to make a final stand.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball was right in front of them!

No one noticed that at that moment, at noon, a shooting star was streaking across the sky, heading straight for this place.

"Den!"

Wrapped in golden light, the rusty longsword arrived first despite being behind, instantly breaking the spell with its force and annihilating the tiny magical fire with the most brutal "smash," remaining stationary in front of the two armies!

Both the charging Ursus men and the forest rangers who were about to fight to the death were startled and stopped in their tracks, watching the brilliant meteor fall to the earth.

As a die-hard fan, Balot was the first to realize what the scene before her symbolized.

"The Great Wilderness Starfall?!" she murmured. The next second, a second stream of light fell into the forest, like the sun in the sky sinking into the earth. Her heart jumped to her throat in an instant, filled with unimaginable excitement!

Just like when they first met, the man who suddenly appeared, with a smile on his face, intervened in the center of the battlefield in an unreasonable manner, and announced to her in a slightly irreverent tone: "Don't worry, the Knight of Eternity is here!"

Her heart suddenly felt relieved again.

My emotions surged and subsided, and after the initial excitement, all that remained was a sense of peace.

Volume 1: Chapter 131 Greatness Does Not Lie Beyond This

The warlock leader passed away peacefully.

He did try to rebel during his lifetime, but unfortunately he failed.

When Roy successfully crash-landed with the Great Desolate Meteor, the battle was essentially over. The soundproof barrier the warlock leader had erected around him was pierced in an instant by the first longsword, and then directly struck by the Great Desolate Meteor. The magical barrier, supposedly capable of withstanding the self-destruction attacks of the tower warlocks, shattered instantly without even a warning. The warlock leader hadn't even realized what had happened until Roy landed between the Ursus soldiers and Balot.

This was unavoidable; after all, it's understandable that people who had never witnessed the Great Wilderness Starfall would react this way upon seeing such a spell for the first time. When Roy first used this spell, it shocked hundreds of thousands of people, and that was from the safe distance between the arena and the stands. These few Ursus soldiers and warlocks, however, witnessed everything from almost inches away. The fact that they didn't buckle and kneel down shows their exceptional mental fortitude and rigorous training.

As for the warlock leader, he first looked up at the azure sky and the streak of light that slowly dissipated as Roy landed, then seriously considered the following questions in his mind.

The weather is so nice today. I could accept it if it suddenly got windy and rainy, but what's with this sudden downpour?

Is it really a divine intervention? Even the Celestial Masters of the Celestial Master's Mansion in Yan Kingdom wouldn't be this exaggerated, right? When did Kazimierz issue such a mission? The reports didn't mention it at all!

Could it be...? What? The intelligence was fake?

After careful consideration, he ruled out this possibility. If the intelligence provided by the mole was false, they couldn't have so easily raided and wiped out so many of the forest rangers' camps. Even if it was a trap, using so many elite special operations soldiers would be too extravagant, even for Ursus, let alone Kazimir, which has always been at a disadvantage in terms of manpower.

Therefore, there is only one conclusion: the person in front of us is either not within the scope of the intelligence known to the mole, or is not qualified to be included in the intelligence.

Considering the mole's position within the Rangers, he should be fully aware of Kazimierz's high-end combat capabilities, making it unlikely that he would have missed any information. Therefore, the answer must be the latter.

"Don't be afraid. Get into formation. It's just one more guy bluffing. With so many of us here, surely we can take down an unknown little knight?"

Feeling he understood everything, the warlock leader rallied the troops once more. But before he could finish speaking, Roy immediately retorted:

"You're wrong about that."

"First of all, I'm not some unknown little knight. If you and the people behind you truly understood Kazimierz, you wouldn't be unaware that I'm a Grand Knight certified by the Supervisory Council, the Commercial Federation, the Knights' Association, and the National Assembly! Secondly..."

Roy kicked, and the Kiss of Kheshig embedded in the ground immediately spun and flew towards the Ursus soldier in front of him. Before the soldier could raise his weapon to defend himself, Roy's fist arrived at his face almost at the same time as the blade.

Which one to block?

Cruel time left him no chance to choose. With a slam of his fist, a deafening explosion resounded through the air, and the Ursus soldier who had just been swaggering before him instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"So fast!" That was the warlock leader's first reaction. Roy had clearly kicked his weapon out of the ground and shot it at the soldier first, but in the blink of an eye, he and the weapon, even before the rusty knife, were in front of the soldier! Such skill could not possibly belong to an ordinary person.

Moreover, his strength was astonishing! The warlock leader was a veteran of the Ursus-Laytania war. The Laytanians were particularly skilled in Originium Arts but not in close combat. To compensate for this weakness, they often used Originium materials to create large combat golems. The most famous of these was the sorcerer colossus, constructed from a large amount of specially made solidified Originium. The power of such a weapon was terrifying; even the Shield Guards dared not easily withstand a direct hit from it and had to form a defensive formation. However, even such a magical creation, which was fundamentally inhuman, could not instantly turn a person into a bloody mist with a single punch!

This has transcended the realm of the superhuman; if one had to describe it, the warlock could only use the term "superhuman" to describe this scene.

He dared not be careless any longer and hurriedly unleashed a whole host of spells: a wall of fire to keep enemies away, a whirlwind to slow them down, and even a light refraction spell to confuse their vision, just like the one Balot had used. These complex spells would take a lifetime to learn and master, even for a sorcerer with exceptional Originium adaptability. In just a short while, he had used up all the knowledge he had acquired in his life!

After doing all this, he didn't even dare to fight Roy. Instead, he cast a Flash spell, turned around, and ran away!

His shot threw Roy's soldiers into a panic.

Soldiers in Ursus do not have a high status and even have a dark history of being jokingly called "gray animals." Even for these elite soldiers, training has always been a problem.

When things are going well, they may be invincible, crushing the enemy like a raging torrent. But once the situation turns against them, without a competent general to lead them, they become a disorganized mess. And now, their general is barely able to take care of himself, let alone give them any instructions.

Faced with Roy's gaze, many soldiers, though not immediately dropping their weapons and fleeing, involuntarily took a few steps back, as if this short distance was the key to separating them from the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Seeing this, Roy said crisply and loudly, "What a disgrace! You'd better get out of the battlefield right now!"