Emilia's words of defense seemed rather pale to them, far from enough to convince them directly.

——Then, the elf's next words directly broke through the bottom line that neither Emya nor the Wild Hunt could accept.

"Your sweet talk won't earn our trust! Our duty is non-negotiable." The elven air force, perhaps also connected by heart, stood there in silence for a moment before saying, "We understand you may not understand the laws of Santa Osriel. Unfortunately, we only have the obligation and responsibility to drive away intruders, not the right to compromise."

"What do you mean?" Emiya frowned. "You asked us to tell you our origins and purpose, and we've already answered truthfully. Even if we were to explain in more detail, you don't know every planet and can't verify it, so there's no point in telling us, right?"

"I regret to add one more fact at this moment," the elf replied with unusual seriousness. "Outsiders and non-elven races have no right to hunt wild beasts and monsters in the land of Santa Osriel—those are the kingdom's treasure."

"what?!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, causing Emilia and Ivar to scream.

And the Air Force commander clearly meant it.

He pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other. "From the air to the fertile soil, from the forests to the mineral veins beneath the earth, all belong to the kingdom. Unfortunately, you must cease your pursuit."

"Otherwise, we will be forced to hang you for poaching."

"Poaching?! Hanging?!" Ivar had been responding politely, but upon hearing those two words, frost immediately erupted from beneath his dark helmet. "Then, regrettably, I must emphasize—hunting down that monster is also an order from our Lord. No matter what the odds, it must be accomplished!"

Odin's warriors were never gentle and polite diplomats - quite the contrary, many of them had committed murder and looting in their lifetime.

As for swallowing my anger? Even if it's for the great god Odin, I can only do it once!

"—I repeat!" Even the Wild Hunt captain had already placed his hand on the hilt of his sword again. "We have no intention of offending your sovereignty. We are simply carrying out our mission. The monster we are pursuing is itself a bloodthirsty evil spirit that has fled to your land from another world. It will only cause destruction!"

"What absurdity!" the air force commander said, using words that were difficult even to understand in Elvish. "Are you looking down on me? A monster that can freely travel between different worlds is not a scourge to the world, but a walking silver mountain. I'm afraid the mages in the royal capital who are eager to try this are as numerous as the stars in the sky."

"...Sir Ivar, I want to confirm again. Do you have to kill it yourself, or is it enough to just make sure it's dead?" At this moment, Alestria asked in her heart.

"As long as we can confirm its death, of course, we need some proof." Ivar shrugged. "If we can truly find other helpers, that's also considered part of our Lord Odin's ability—but most of the time, our enemies are extremely dangerous. The good news is, we never rescue hostages."

【Haaah...】Alestria sighed.

Their style is quite different from that of the Wild Hunt.

Elastrid thought for a moment, then finally steed forward and said, "Everyone, please let us each step back... We only hope that the monster will die quickly. As long as we can ensure its death and obtain the evidence from it, we will leave here immediately."

Even in the Kingdom of Santa Osriel, moon elves with the appearance of Elastrid were extremely rare. She just moved forward slightly, and the air force commander's eyes lit up.

But his expression quickly darkened and he dropped his hand to his weapon.

There is more of a sense of incongruity about Elastrid.

Her appearance was impeccable, enough to make all the elves of Santa Osriel believe that she was of noble birth.

However, she lacked the habits and details that most high elves had developed through a long life. Even at this moment, she was unconsciously in a state of combat readiness. Years of using blunt weapons made her lack elegance and excessive bravery.

The holy emblem on the chest is not from the Seldarine pantheon.

——She was just an outsider who looked like a silver elf noble.

Elaster immediately read the meaning in the air force commander's eyes, which made her feel cold all over.

She lowered her brows slightly, feeling dizzy.

"...Ah, right." At this moment, Emilia calmly supported Elastrid, who was swaying slightly on her horse for some reason, and said, "Actually, we have some perhaps more important information worth mentioning - are you a routine patrol unit, or a support unit heading south?"

"What?! There should be hundreds of dark elves..." This sentence quickly caught the attention of the elven commander, and a look of vigilance appeared on his face. "What do you mean? This has nothing to do with you."

The specific duties of the troops are of course military secrets and cannot be leaked, let alone told to outsiders like them?

But they can pull with them so leisurely...

But Emiya narrowed her eyes slightly: "Then I suggest you be careful."

They may not be in immediate danger - the dark elves were thrown into chaos by Igilok, and they always need to understand the situation and reorganize their team.

But if the situation continues to be delayed like this, Igilok will recover, and it will be these gold and silver-skinned idiots who will be turned upside down.

"Is this a threat?" The elf also completely entered combat mode.

"..." Emilia turned her head to look at Elastrid, who looked unhappy, shook her head, and held the bow hanging on her body.

[Sir Ivar, how much do you know about this kind of magic ship? ]

[Huh?] The Wild Hunt captain was stunned. [A very rare magical item, but it still requires human control. If you board and kill the crew, the ship will crash, right?]

"You think too highly of them," Emiya replied. "Actually, within the atmosphere, they're still sailboats—cut the sails, and these seemingly majestic magical ships become isolated islands in the sky, drifting at a slow speed with the wind."

[This way, even if they still want to object, they can't stop us.]

【——Oh?!】Ivar’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Jump on board and cut the sail ropes?

This is their profession!

He glanced at the necklace.

Igilock was still a hundred kilometers away from them, four hundred kilometers from the escape limit... and for some unknown reason he stopped.

"That's great!" Ivar took out his horn and blew a wonderful melody. The Wild Hunt were all stunned for a moment, then let out a howl of joy.

The elves in the sky also realized something and immediately drew their bows and arrows.

However, the elven commander was astonished to see that the human wizard riding the phantom horse had already drawn his bow and arrow and silently aimed at their sail ropes.

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In a forest one hundred kilometers away, a patrolling group of elven cavalry successfully thrust their lances into the massive object in front of them. A dazzling storm of magic erupted from the lance tip, dealing the final blow to the already scarred and even tattered beast.

The frost in the huge frost beast's body instantly erupted. The elven cavalrymen with ashen faces immediately dropped their weapons and used their free right hands to quickly cast spells, absorbing the frost with magic and weakening the damage of the ice ring to them.

However, this was not so friendly to their war horses.

Seven or eight elven horses howled in unison, and unexpectedly fell down with the fantastic beast—some were even crushed under the massive wreckage.

The riders were forced to jump off their horses, but they were unwilling to see their companions die. All the cavalrymen jumped off their horses and rushed forward to try to push the nearly 100-meter-long behemoth away from their companions.

——But, after all, it was a behemoth of nearly a hundred meters.

They tried everything, and only one warhorse came close to being rescued - but half of its body was still crushed tightly.

As for the other war horses, they were completely silent.

At this moment, without their noticing, a pale blue shadow quietly floated out from the remains of the tarrasque beast, and then entered the body of the warhorse without hesitation.

Almost in the next second, the warhorse, which was still struggling desperately, seemed to have gained endless strength, and suddenly emerged from the huge body of the Tarrasque amid the surprise and cheers of the elven cavalry.

However, a faint cold light began to flash at the bottom of its pupils.

At the same time, it turned its head slightly and glanced at the bleeding Tarrasque.

The coldness in this body was almost completely lost in a very short time.

However, if one looks closely, one will discover a horrifying fact.

This body, which was almost torn into pieces, was beating and breathing gently.

……regeneration.

The Battle of the Twenty-Second and Twenty-Fourth Armies (I)

A magic ship that has lost its power is naturally helpless.

The maneuverability of the High Elves' magic ships is not that good. Their most important reliance is not three-dimensional maneuverability, but their height that most enemies cannot reach.

Unfortunately, when they encountered the Wild Hunt Cavalry and Phantom Flying Horses that could move freely in the air, the Dragonfly-class magic ship's atmospheric performance was far from sufficient.

The Wild Hunt passed by the magical ships with ease, and their frost-breathing swords streaked across the sky.

Even though the cables of these magic ships have been repeatedly reinforced... the Wild Hunt are also warriors who stand out from a large group of brave and madmen.

The cable snapped with a sound—and the maneuverability of the magic ship was almost reduced to zero.

Without the sails, the magic ship's speed in the air is about the same as spinning in place.

The Emiya team was provoked and everyone was indignant. At this time, they were not polite at all -

Arrows and pine cones flew, tearing the cables apart with ease and in an instant - and Elastrid, in a rare move, held her weapon upside down.

To be more precise, she drew out her Moon Blade.

"Am I seeing things? She's holding the Moon Blade? Is it the Moon Blade?!"

"We surrounded a Moon Blade User and a clan leader?!"

However, by this time, Elastrid no longer wanted to know their reactions.

The Moon Blade is the most powerful divine weapon among the high elves. It can cut these cables as easily as cutting thin paper!

After the last airship completely stopped, Elastrid's chest rose and fell. She glanced at them with a look without any regrets and said, "Goodbye. Keep your emotions in your hearts—we will never meet again."

Then, she rode the Phantom Horse back to Emilia at high speed and asked, "Shall we continue the pursuit?"

"... Chase." Emiya nodded, but her voice was a little low. "Be careful, Igilok's position hasn't changed drastically for a while... It's strange."

Fenwei was silent for a moment, then said, "A prey animal is acting strangely... then, it probably wants to be a hunter."

"This is really troublesome." Emiya looked at the Elf Air Force that had turned into tiny dots in the blink of an eye and made up her mind, "We can't stay here for long."

After dealing with this annoying Igylok, we'll go to Joseph's Garden.

Otherwise, given their geographical location, they would be caught between the regular armies of the two kingdoms!

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"...Why would such a ferocious beast appear here without any warning?"

The moon elf cavalry were still feeling frightened.

A giant beast that could block out the sky and the sun was seriously injured and bleeding like a fountain, but even as it stumbled forward in the forest, its speed was still quite fast.

"...We actually managed to win without suffering any casualties." Another moon elf cavalryman whispered.

They were certainly confident they were the elite of the army, but to think they could kill such a behemoth without too many casualties...?

Judging from their battles, this behemoth, when in its prime, could force several high-level wizards to go all out, and it was simply not a target that a regular army could handle.

And they actually won!

After confirming this result, their legs almost gave out, and they stumbled and fell onto their mounts one by one. The faces of the few most heroic cavalrymen who rushed to the front and killed the monster with their own hands were heavy.

They saved their lives, but lost their comrades who had been with them day and night.

"...You are great, you are all great." The captain of this cavalry unit was stroking the face of his warhorse at this moment.

At that moment, the terrifying majesty of the beast caused most of the cavalry's horses to lose their will to fight and flee. In the end, only a dozen or so dared to continue advancing.

In the end, the only one who could still fight was the hero beside him who had survived the Tarrasque.

However, the warhorse's physical condition was obviously not very good - the warhorse, which should have been sweating like smoke after strenuous exercise, now had a subtle chill on its body.

"...Captain, what should we do next?" At this moment, a soldier's brows were almost sewn together.

Did they achieve any military merit?

It seems so. They killed a huge monster of such a large size, which should be considered a meritorious service.

However, they were sent on patrol - but they perished together with a monster that was almost a beast.

"...try to skin some of the spoils," the captain said. "We always need a signature item to hand over."

Now, they had no means to take away the body of this behemoth, and could only try to peel off some of the iconic shells from the corpse of this giant beast.

"Mage, report to Etahir, and everyone else, come and find those idiots with me!" The captain pondered for a while and decided to start by making up for the losses.

Not only did he fail to complete his mission, but he also lost all his warhorses... This problem is probably a bit too big.

He wasn't from a prominent family, and he didn't have the full support of his family. If he didn't want to end up with a situation where his merits and demerits were negated and bloodshed wasted, he had to pay attention to the details.

"Yes!" The other elves shouted their companions' names and left, trying to find the fleeing horses. The wizard was stunned for a moment and said, "How should we report it?"

The cavalry's captain, Ney Etahir, waved his hand. "We stumbled upon an incredibly powerful magical beast charging towards our city. It was swift and extremely aggressive. In desperation, we attacked it and prevented it from approaching the city. However, many of the horses were frightened, and we were unable to bring it back to Etahir. We request support."

The elven wizard in the team sighed, simplified his words, completed the communication, then raised a signal stick and fired it into the sky.

After just a few minutes, a group of people appeared in front of them. A weathered old elf cursed and shouted: "You cats who eat and race every day and have nothing to do all day, it would be best if you really met the enemy-"

Then, he saw the giant beast's corpse in front of him, which, even after it had collapsed, was still as tall as a several-story building, and fell into silence.

He exchanged glances with the accompanying archmage, then turned around with even greater rage, shouting at the elven captain, "Ney Etasiel?! How much have you been hiding? This is a fucking tarrasque! One of the most powerful magical beasts in the world, and you idiots are the only ones who can catch up with it and kill it?

"Did you know you have to use a wish to kill him? He's still alive!"

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