Full-Time Psychic Martial Artist

Chapter 65 I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

On the north gate wall of the North Forest Fortress, Kovina, Seina, and Monteridge stood behind the battlements, intently gazing at the edge of the forest illuminated by arrows of light magic.

"Why haven't they come back yet?" Saina whispered, her voice filled with worry.

"It's alright, with Nelly there and Saloville secretly following along, everything will be fine," Kovina whispered, but the worry in her voice was no less than that of Seina.

"Oh, I should have gone with you," Monteridge said.

In fact, all three of them wanted to go, but Lorne issued a military order before setting off, forbidding anyone except Nelly from leaving the city.

Actually, Saloville shouldn't have gone either, but he found a loophole and said that his true form was with Iria's mother, so going as an owl wouldn't be a violation of military orders.

"Shall we go now?" Saina suggested.

Kovina hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "You stay here, Monteridge and I will go."

Saina knew that someone had to be left to command the fortress, and since the priest was slow, going with him would only slow down the rescue. So she nodded decisively: "Okay, then hurry up."

Kovina and Monteridge immediately turned and headed towards the foot of the city wall. Just then, an owl flew out of the forest in the moonlight.

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Saina squinted slightly to observe carefully, then exclaimed in surprise:

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Upon hearing this, Kovina and Monterich quickly turned around and returned to the city wall.

Salowell landed on the earlobe of the wall, and the three elves all looked at him expectantly, waiting for his report.

As a result, this guy leisurely began to preen his feathers, deliberately piquing the curiosity of the three elves.

Enraged, Seina raised her staff to strike the guy, startling Salowell, who quickly flapped his wings and flew to a more distant wall.

Turning around, he saw Seina chasing after him with her staff in hand, and quickly said, "Hey, why are you being so violent, priest?"

"That depends on who it is," Seina said, raising her staff. "Quick, tell me, how is it going?"

"Look how calm I am, don't you understand?" Saloville said sarcastically.

Saina then realized what had happened, immediately let out a long sigh of relief, and then put on a stern face: "Tell me, what did you see?"

"I won't tell." Saloville shook his head decisively. "If I tell, wouldn't that confirm that I secretly followed them?"

"Ha, so many elves saw you transform and follow Little Lorne after he entered the forest, and you still want to deny it?"

"Sigh, you can't just say things like that. I was just taking a walk after dinner, it had nothing to do with Xiao Lorne and the others."

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"Sena was so angry that she raised her staff again."

"Hey hey hey~" Salowell hurriedly flapped his wings and flew further away.

The elven archers standing guard nearby tried hard to suppress their laughter, pretending they hadn't seen anything, but they were also very curious about whether Lord Lorne had succeeded.

At that moment, Kovina and Monterich also came over.

Kovina said, "Salovell, if you keep keeping me in suspense, I'm going to draw my sword too."

Monteridge, standing to the side, remained silent, but an arrow was already nocked on the bowstring.

Seeing this, Salowell quickly said, "It's done, it's done! Lorne successfully used 'Action Like a Tide' when he was on the verge of death and beheaded the orc warband commander with a single sword strike."

"And then?" Saina asked.

"And then he came back." Saloville shrugged his wings in a human-like manner.

The three elves were stunned for a moment.

Kovina said, "He beheaded the orc warlord with a single sword strike, and the orcs just let him go?"

Saina and Monteridge nodded simultaneously, indicating that this was also what they wanted to ask.

Meanwhile, the nearby elven archers also quietly pricked up their ears, waiting for Salovil to answer.

Salowell then realized he had missed a very exciting opening, so he began to recount it vividly: "Lord Lorne used a clever trick; he challenged the Chapter Master to a duel, according to orc tradition, I think it was called Mo—"

Mo—what was it again?

"Mogo-Kshaka," Kovina said.

"Yes, Mogo-Kshaka." Salowell nodded, then began to describe it vividly.

Salowell's storytelling skills were quite good, and the story itself was also quite exciting, so all the elves listened with rapt attention.

After Salowell finished recounting the story the first time, the elven archers began relaying it one by one to both ends of the city wall.

"His Majesty Lorne, following orc tradition, challenged the orcs to a fair duel and beheaded the First Chapter Commander of the orcs with a single sword strike."

After listening to the conversation while lingering on the city wall, the elven archers who had just finished their shifts immediately rushed down and spread the word throughout the entire fortress.

From here on, the rumors began to go wild: "His Majesty Lorne, in front of thousands of orcs, beheaded their leader with a single sword stroke—"

"His Majesty Lorne single-handedly stormed the camp guarded by thousands of orcs, beheading the orc chieftain with a single sword stroke. His Majesty Lorne, an elf, slaughtered thousands of orcs, leaving a river of blood. The orc chieftain, terrified, turned and fled."

"His Majesty Lorne chased after the orc chieftain, beheading any orc who dared to block his path with a single sword stroke; the orc camp was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood—"

"Lord Lorne, an elf, slaughtered three thousand orcs. So brutal! He killed them instantly, headshot with a single sword strike—"

The story became increasingly outlandish, even including a bizarre version where Lorne's glare caused anyone to explode in the head.

Even more absurdly, after multiple cross-transmissions, the elves could no longer distinguish which version was earlier and closer to the truth.

After a brief discussion and comparison, the elves finally agreed that only the most powerful version was barely worthy of Lord Lorne's status and strength as the chosen one.

Then, some clever little devil suggested that everyone go together to welcome the heroes' triumphant return. As a result, all the elves in the fortress who were not on duty spontaneously gathered on both sides of the main road leading from the fortress's main castle to the north gate.

On the city wall, Kovina and several other elves looked on blankly as the elves kept gathering.

"What happened? I didn't order a gathering," Kovina asked, puzzled.

"Salovell, go down and ask what happened," Seina said to Salovell.

Salovey shook his wings and said somewhat unhappily, "I've been talking for so long, and they won't even let me spit out a drop of water, but now they want me to do all the work."

"Are you going or not?" Seina asked, raising her staff again.

Salovey immediately spread his wings and glided down from the city wall.

"What are you doing? Who let you come here?" Saloville stopped at a hitching post and asked the nearest elves.

"Commander Saloville, we heard that Lord Lorne, an elf, wiped out more than three thousand orcs and even blew the head off the orc chieftain, so we came here to welcome his triumphant return," said a silver-haired, gray-eyed male moon elf militiaman.

Salowell blinked blankly.

Lorne wiped out more than three thousand orcs?

They even blew the orc leader's head off?

Saloville frowned at the moon elf who had just replied: "What happened? How come I didn't know?"

"Oh, didn't you see it with your own eyes and then come back to tell everyone?"

Saloville: ? ? ?

Three seconds later, Salowell understood everything, and all the feathers on his body instantly burst open.

Oh no, I have to dispel this rumor quickly, otherwise when Lorne comes back, not only will my disobedience to military orders and secret tracking be exposed, but I'll also be blamed for spreading rumors.

However, just as Saloville was about to take action, a loud shout suddenly erupted from the city wall: "His Majesty Lorne has returned!"

The elves instantly erupted in excitement, while Salowell felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.