The game has become a real alternate world

The Prince nodded, "Of course we need them, we need more."

"Wrap up a few corpses and send them to the Royal Capital. Let them see what we're really fighting against."

The officer nodded.

...

Lake Shore Village.

The Count had already left the village with his subordinates and a group of soldiers.

With the Count taking away a large number of soldiers, the whole village suddenly became desolate.

The village's order was now maintained by the militia, with only twenty or thirty soldiers patrolling around.

The remaining few knights were still patrolling the route from the coast to the village.

Meanwhile, next to the village, in Kulin Village.

Blake was looking at the group of Half-Elves in front of him.

"Broo, Yali..."

After calling out the names, six Half-Elves stepped forward. They appeared unremarkable, at least from their looks, identical to ordinary Half-Elves.

"According to your wishes, you six are now incorporated into the Night Watcher's combat sequence.

Tomorrow morning, you will leave with us and act together."

These six Half-Elves were very happy to hear this and went back to their respective homes to prepare.

"Are you two sisters ready to go too?" Kana looked at them and said.

Raelia nodded, naturally.

Abis stated, "We want to see the vast sky outside, and didn't you say before? You want us to understand what we're really doing and what we're fighting against."

"If that's the case, go back and prepare too."

With the Count's departure, Kana and the others were also preparing to leave.

The timing was about right now, waiting any longer could mean missing the opportunity, it was better to go earlier and prepare.

The danger in the village was temporarily not a major concern. After all, both villages had two Ogres, patrolling back and forth at times.

Not to mention there were so many data-driven Half-Elves in Curry Village, among them over 100 Level Three existences.

After this period of rapid military training, in real combat where injuries were exchanged, they would definitely have the advantage and could win against stronger forces.

So Kana planned to take all his core team members away at once.

After all, besides targeting the Blood Race to seize the Stone of Creation, this time.

Kana also expected to fight with some "Intruders," which was a rare opportunity for gaining experience.

He was ready to increase the strength of his core team.

After all, without Level Five strength, there's a certain degree of insecurity.

Also, it would allow them to witness their main work in the future.

How to fight against "Intruders."

Facing what kind of situations and curses.

...

At this moment, the Count's troops had reached the Dwarves.

"Not staying? I was just about to host a feast for you," a Dwarf said.

This Dwarf seemed to be some sort of leader.

The Count declined the goodwill, waving his hand, "The situation at Gray Rock Fortress is not good, we need to hurry over for support."

Hearing this, the Dwarf did not insist much and nodded, "The situation there is indeed not good, so be it.

Next time we see you, I'll invite you for a drink."

Under the escort and guidance of the Dwarves, the Count's troops quickly passed through the Dwarven channels heading towards Gray Mountain Fortress.

Meanwhile, the Count handed a letter to the Dwarves, who passed it to Lurik.

Lurik opened the envelope, seeing another letter from Kana.

The letter started with simple pleasantries.

Following that, it mentioned the Night Watchers would visit them in the near future.

And it included a warning to be cautious of the Blood Race, for owing to their association, the Dwarves, who originally had little presence, now clearly appeared in Martin's vision.

If the Blood Race's forces were not coming to attack, it would be nearly impossible.

Reading the letter, Lurik nodded, aware of Kana's concerns, which they anticipated earlier.

The northern Gray Mountain Watchtower had already been strengthened with more patrols and reconnaissance, along with more troops dispatched.

Although the Gray Mountain Dwarves were few in number, their strength was not weak. If the Blood Race dared to come, they would experience the power of the mountains.

After reading the letter, he went to the council chamber of the Three-Man Council.

The Master of Brewing and the Castle Lord were already there.

"Lurik, you've arrived. This is a letter from the Prince, requesting us to supply more weapons.

If possible, he even hopes we could send some troops for support, believing the Blood Race's invasion won't spare the Dwarves."

Lurik went over to take a look and, seeing the required quantity, furrowed his brow, "The quantity is too much, I don't have that many Blacksmiths now. Furthermore, at this time, the furnace temperature is somewhat lower, weapons are not so easy to forge."

The so-called Three-Man Council naturally consisted of three Dwarves, each responsible for their areas of expertise.

The Castle Lord handled coordination and presiding, the Master of Brewing managed logistics and maintenance, and Lurik, the Blacksmith, took care of production and sales.

From their professions and titles, it's evident they are indispensable to Dwarven life.

Most Dwarven forces have such a structure.

"If that's the case, then I'll write a letter to decline them," the Castle Lord said casually.

The Master of Brewing took a gulp of beer and slammed the table, looking seriously at the other two, "Let's talk about the letter sent by Getai earlier, what do you guys think?"

This was during the time Anita and others escorted the Cohen Kingdom's envoy, when Getai wrote a letter.

"The blessing of all members..."

"It's too important, shouldn't be solely decided by us..."