Slime Cultivation Game

This is not Shikoti's real body. Her real body is following Viscount Carter to kill the enemy.

Now appearing in front of Leo was Shikoti's clone. Following Leo's instructions, she was hanging far behind Leo's team, responsible for cleaning up the corpses and ensuring that there was no waste.

"That's good. After we leave, you can continue devouring. The corpses of the Night Demons and Order Cultists here should be good nutrients." Leo continued to instruct.

"Yeah, but... the original body is too cunning. It can stay with the master all the time and be trained by the master, but I... wuwuwu, I can only pick up garbage to eat."

"..." A row of big ellipsis marks appeared on Leo's forehead. He sighed helplessly: "Okay, I will compensate you when everything is over."

"Hehe, yeah, master..." The battle finally ended and humans won another round.

Of course, this was what Leo expected.

If Viscount Carter still cannot defeat this team of Night Demon Cavalry after using intimidation and ambush, then Leo will not need to follow them. He can just knock Miss Karen unconscious and carry her away.

"Where's Mr. Leo?"

The anxious voice of the Northern Princess was heard from the repaired camp.

"Here I am, don't worry, I'm fine."

Leo waved at the distraught Kallen.

"Huh... that's good..."

Karin came over with medicine in her arms, feeling much more at ease. But when she saw Miss Shikoti bandaging Leo's wound, she felt indescribably irritated.

Although it was decided to rush to the aid of the Saint of Order, for the sake of safety, Miss Karen was placed at the back of the army in this raid.

Therefore, she basically did not participate in the battle, but only used the air gun to assist.

As soon as the battle was over, she rushed to the center of the army.

Obviously, compared to Viscount Carter and his cavalry, Miss Karen cared more about whether Mr. Leo, who was the first to attack the Night Demon, was injured - she herself was probably not aware of this.

"Don't worry, Leo is fine." Shikoti gave her a cold look and said, "Go check on your soldiers."

"But..." Karen frowned, feeling uncomfortable somewhere.

"Well, I'm really fine." Leo nodded.

"Okay, I'll go first then." Karen smiled reluctantly and handed over the medicine: "This is the medicine I specially prepared, remember to use it."

"Thank you..." Night finally came.

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying, really so satisfying. I just chopped off at least three Night Demons' heads!"

"Hahaha, me too, I chopped down five too!"

"Just keep bragging. You can only chop off one person at most!"

"Hahaha, just one is enough. As long as I can win!"

After a great battle, the morale of the Northern cavalry was high again.

When they followed Marquis Logan, they had never won a battle, but now, following the command of Mr. Leo, they were killing to their heart's content.

Leo's prestige among them grew higher and higher, and gradually became a superstition of victory.

Although the crisis in the North has not been resolved, these victories may not necessarily translate into rewards and glory.

But as long as they can take revenge on the night demons, it will be enough to comfort their hearts.

"Da da da……"

With the help of the nun beside her, Saint Frey came to the center of the woods.

The soldiers' noise stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes turned to the saint with silver hair and red eyes.

To be honest, they didn't know how to face the Saint now.

Especially Miss Karen and Viscount Carter.

In the Battle of Winterhold, the Church of Order basically lost all its capital.

The defeat in this battle dealt a heavy blow to the Order Sect.

As the Saint of Order, Miss Frey must be filled with resentment.

After all, they could have evacuated Winterhold first.

"Um..." Kallen stood up first and walked in front of Frey: "The matter of Winterburg, really..."

"Why are you here? Why did you turn back instead of going to the royal city?" Frey interrupted Kallen and looked past him at Leo: "Or did you listen to this man and come back to save me?"

Leo: "..."

I swear to God, if I were alone, I would definitely not help.

Kallen wanted to say something else, but Fulei continued, "Okay, now that you have saved me, let's hurry south. Time is running out, Miss Kallen, you must hurry back to the royal city."

"No, that's not the case. We turned back because..." Kallen smiled apologetically and told Leo all her plans.

After a while, Saint Frey, who had listened to the plan and the story, looked at Leo expressionlessly: "Oh, it's really only you who can make this choice."

"Thank you for the compliment, Saint Lady." Leo spread his hands without commenting: "However, Saint Lady, you just said that Kallen must return to the Royal City as soon as possible. Why is that?"

"..."Freya didn't say anything.

"It's already this late..." Leo sighed, "I think there's nothing that needs to be hidden, Lady Saint."

"..." After another long silence, Frey finally sighed, and an inexplicable sadness appeared on her unchanging face: "Miss Karen, your father, the God of War in the North, Duke Telsk, passed away a month ago."

Boom!

Thunder roared across the dome, and amid the humming sound, the waves of the Winter River were still washing the banks.

Chapter 76: So That's What Happened

Boom!

Thunder roared across the dome, and amid the humming sound, the waves of the Winter River were still washing the banks.

"You, what did you say?" Lightning shone on Karin's face, making her bright face flicker in black and white.

"Ah..." Saint Frey sighed: "Your father has passed away."

"No, it's impossible. My father is a sixth-level God-favored Knight, only one step away from the seventh level..." Kallen put her hands on her chest and wrinkled her clothes: "How could he...how could he die? You...you must be lying to me, right?"

"He was poisoned before the war started." Saint Frey closed her eyes sadly. "Angel's Kiss, a colorless and tasteless ancient poison. No one would have thought that the Night Demon would manipulate Lady Raven to poison the Duke."

"Raven... Madam..." Kallen stumbled and sank backwards. If she hadn't leaned against Leo, she would have fallen directly.

Lady Raven is the Duke's first lady, the mother of Marquis Logan, and the Duke of Telsk's beloved first wife.

If it was really her who poisoned the Duke, he would be defenseless.

A tear slid down Kallen's left eye, across her cheek, and into her lips.

Salty...

But Karen didn't realize that she was crying. She just kept muttering to herself: "Impossible, impossible..."

Viscount Carter and several other generals had the same reaction as her.

In the North, Duke Telsk is not only the leader of this group of noble generals, but also their idol.

Invincible and successful in every battle.

Every noble who commanded an army had fantasized about a dream when he was young, a beautiful dream of hunting down night demons for thousands of miles like the Duke and killing the enemy without leaving any armor behind.

But now, the dream is shattered, their pillar, the invincible Duke in their hearts, is dead.

He didn't die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of his own woman.

These generals clenched their fists, trying hard to suppress the grief in their hearts.

Leo finally figured out the key to the matter, and all the clues connected together.

Why was the punitive war, which was originally scheduled to begin half a year later, brought forward to now?

Why was the commander who fought against the Night Demon not Duke Telsk but Marquis Logan?

Why would the Order Sect, which is not on good terms with the nobles, be willing to send most of its armed forces to the front lines?

There is only one reason for everything - the Duke is dead.

The death of the Duke not only caused the North to lose its supreme ruler, but also caused the North and even the Dawn Empire to lose a gatekeeper against foreign races.

No one knows whether the Duke's son, Marquis Logan, has the ability to deal with the invading night demon.

Especially an army of night demons that is well prepared, full of anger and vowing revenge.

That's why the Pope sent out the Holy Guards and the White Cavalry.

It makes sense. All the unreasonable things make sense.

Thinking of this, Leo smiled bitterly.

Thinking about it this way, something big is going to happen in the North, and it is not impossible for the Night Demon to occupy the North.

“Father…” Karen was still mumbling to herself, her body trembling and her waist and knees weak.

"..." Saint Frey suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "Kallen, Kallen Telsk! Cheer up, your father is dead, your brother's life or death is unknown, and now you are the new master of the North, do you understand!"

"Why, are you going to give up the honor of the Telsk family?"

"I'm from the North..." Kallen was stunned for a moment, looked around blankly, and finally looked into Leo's eyes.

Leo nodded at her and squeezed her shoulder.

"Huh..." Karen took two deep breaths, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and left Leo's chest with a resolute look on her face: "Okay, I understand. I accept the reality of my father's death. The glory of the Telsk family will belong to me."

"Please help me to take back the glory that belongs to the North."

Hearing this, the nobles who were still in grief looked at each other and knelt on one knee solemnly: "Follow Miss Karen's orders and bet on our dignity and honor."

If Kallen hadn't been in Winterhold, showing her nobility.

These nobles might have some other ideas in their minds.

But as witnesses of the Defense of Winterhold, they had already determined in their hearts that this princess was the next heir to the North.

They will fight for Miss Kallen until their death.

"Thank you very much." Kallen's body was still trembling, but she forced herself to calm down: "Frei, you said before that the life and death of Marquis Logan was unknown, do you have any definite news?"

"No..." Fulei shook her head: "But... we saw it when we left. The Marquis's flag fell. The final battlefield can't be called a war at all. It should be called a massacre."

"I'm afraid the Marquis's army is retreating step by step, and I don't know where it is going."

"When I saw that army, only half of its soldiers were left."

Fulei's tone was as cold and emotionless as usual, but the bad news she brought made everyone look sad.

Although everyone had originally guessed that the Marquis had been defeated, they still had a glimmer of hope.

Now, the fantasy is shattered.

"So... Miss Karen, what should we do next?" Viscount Carter thought for a moment and looked at Karen.

Kallen then turned her gaze towards Leo.

Seeing this scene, Saint Frey rolled her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The policy cannot be changed." Leo shook his head: "Going south is definitely impossible. We can't break through the defenses of the Winter Plains and can't return to the Royal City. We should continue to go north and return to Winterhold."

“But... even if Miss Karen arrives in Winterhold... we will be powerless to counterattack. Once the Night Demons occupy the royal city and free up their hands, we will still be dead.” Viscount Carter clenched his fists.

The surrounding generals were also excited: "In this case, we might as well go south and fight those damned Night Demons!"

"That's right! Even if I die, I have to bite off a few more pieces of their flesh!"

"That's right. If you want to defile the North, you have to crawl over my body!" "Be patient, the situation has not yet reached that point." Leo sighed, feeling helpless about this group of generals who only care about glory:

"The defeat in the North must have been reported back to the capital of the Empire. The Emperor of Dawn will definitely send reinforcements. What we have to do is to hold on until then."

"By then, Miss Kallen, who is behind the enemy lines, will be able to wait for the right opportunity and cooperate with the Empire's reinforcements to catch the Night Demons off guard."

Chapter 77: Blast with a Stick

"Like this……"

"Yes, Mr. Leo is right."