They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

"Anyone who dares to take another step back will be regarded as a disgrace to the tribe. I will send him to see Marcos first." Aleka held the flying axe stained with the enemy's blood with a murderous look.

The effect of this was immediate. After being intimidated, almost no tribal soldiers wanted to run away. Rather than dying in shame at the hands of their own people, it would be better to sacrifice their lives for the country. At least they could get a good reputation and a pension.

Irene was a little surprised to see that the momentum of the tribal soldiers was not defeated.

It turned out that the main force was not as easy to deal with as those small fry. It was incredible that they could quickly organize the formation even when the front-line troops were blown into pieces by a round of magic bombardment.

In order to prevent her position from being locked, Irene changed her position before pulling the bowstring again. An arrow wrapped in thunder flew out, trying to sneak attack Aleka.

However, the first sneak attack failed, and it became even more impossible once the opponent became alert.

A virtual wolf-head shield blocked in front of Aleka, thunder arrows exploded and flashed lightning, but Aleka behind it was safe and sound.

"You're quite good at this, Pointy Ears." Aleka mocked with contempt. "You still have the energy to launch a sneak attack even when you're being double-teamed. You've really become quite capable."

"Tsk." Irene was about to move, but the sneak attack just now had exposed her position. By the time she sensed the flying axe suddenly approaching from behind, it was too late.

"Sir, be careful!" At the critical moment, an elf ranger next to Irene pushed Irene away in time, but he was hit by the flying axe.

"Damn it!" When Irene landed on the ground, the elf next to her was mercilessly split in half by the flying axe, and blood was immediately all over the ground.

"What a pity." Aleka shook her head. "She's not bad looking. I was planning to take her back as a slave."

"Asshole!" Irene was furious. "You beast!"

"Don't be angry, Miss Moon Elf. You get so angry over a few rude words that you can't be a qualified commander." Aleka teased.

damn it……

After all this time, this bastard is still so difficult to deal with.

Just now, if she hadn't been pushed away in time, it would have been Irene who was hit by the flying axe.

That guy's throwing axe skills are still so uncanny.

No, it cannot be called a skill, this is Aleka's [Awakening Skill].

The carved throwing axe on his waist was not his weapon, but the embodiment of his [Blood Awakening].

The embodiment of bloodline awakening is a unique skill that only high-level bloodline awakeners can comprehend. Unfortunately, Irene has not yet realized it.

She didn't understand. She had been practicing her skills hard for all these years, but she still couldn't awaken and materialize. She had tried so hard, but Mother Earth didn't favor her.

She had a vague feeling that something was stuck at her upper limit, and no matter how hard she practiced, there was little effect.

Is it talent? Is it bloodline?

No, none of them. She is praised as a genius that appears once in a thousand years among the moon elves, and she has never lacked these things.

So, what is it?

Irene still hasn't figured out why Her Majesty Iluvia, who is the same age as her, has awakened the materialization of her bloodline, but only she has been standing still.

She really couldn't understand.

If, if she had awakened the embodiment of her bloodline, would she be able to defeat Aleka easily? Would she be able to easily repel the invading enemy?

"This elf lady, you look familiar?" Aleka's naked eyes wandered over Irene, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. "Tell me, have we met before somewhere?"

"It must be your illusion. If I had met this black pig like you before, I should have been impressed." Irene frowned. She was now wearing a mask made of holy wood juice. Logically, Aleka should not be able to find her.

"Tsk, quite hot! Haha, I like your personality. To be honest, your personality and tone of voice remind me of another elf I know, she is also a moon elf." Aleka joked.

"My name is Aleka, and I'm the marshal of the northern tribe. What about you, Miss Elf?"

"I don't want my name to be known by a masochist pervert." After saying this in a cold voice, Irene pulled the bowstring.