Mage Legend-Chapter 353: Episode 27: The Meeting (Part 2)_3

However, he is only worried about two things right now. One is the time when the Undead army will reach the Residual Star Swamp—by then, he must be in his best state to respond; the other is the battle situation between the elves of Unicorn Bay and the fishmen. As long as the songs in the Elf Forest don’t stop, the defenses on the Erutalon River Shore will not be a problem. Besides, in addition to the wooden high towers, the elves have other backup methods.

Now, he can only believe that the Moon Guard is truly as powerful as the legends say, capable of resisting the fishmen’s attack with a force of less than a hundred. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Unlike the concerns of the Mage, Caidi and his companions are now full of confidence, watching the fishmen flounder aimlessly on the lands of Salantir like headless flies.

Since these ocean creatures cannot stay away from water for long, otherwise their bodies become very weak, losing their combat capabilities. The solution to this problem is to find the rivers that don’t have Holy Power, which are also the fishmen’s routes—following the rivers. Salantir is a forest nation with a dense network of waterways, and the Erutalon is the only river capable of destroying evil creatures; it alone flows through Heather Holy Mountain, forming a massive lake there. In other parts of the Elf Kingdom, countless rivers flow, mostly named after flowers and fruits to commemorate their nourishing of the Salantir land. However, they are devoid of Holy Power.

An outsider would find it hard to remember the complex river network; in the dense jungle, the tall canopies even block out the sunlight completely, and the mist over the river makes it difficult to find direction. The elves also need a long time to become familiar with their homeland, while humans might never walk out of this maze in their entire lives.

However, Caidi believes that those fishmen must have mastered the map of this land; otherwise, they would never have the courage to step onto the lands of the Elf Kingdom. The greedy fishmen from the sea have always coveted the fertile lands of Salantir, especially the delicious berries here, the best they have ever tasted. The ambitious fishmen have always wanted to make this water-dense land their own garden, and through it, launch attacks on the entire Anriel Continent. The fishmen, in their view, are the masters of the world, owners of everything.

At least, that’s what they think under their scaly skulls.

Caidi did not rush to Unicorn Bay; he clearly knows that with only fifty warriors, he cannot eliminate the attacking fishmen. What he must do now is delay. Separate those swarming enemies, then use the familiar terrain advantage to slowly eliminate them.

So, he draws a new map of the Salantir river network in his mind. If the fishmen truly hold the map of the Elf Kingdom, they will be confused by the new water network; if not, they won’t easily escape this maze anyway.

Caidi gathered his companions and announced this plan. Then, in teams of five, the members of the Moon Guard immediately dispersed.

They are just warriors and do not have spells like Lynch, unable to forcibly create new river paths with magic—and doing so would only expose Caidi’s intentions. The elves of the Moon Guard underwent the strictest training, handpicked by the Great Druid Nosta; they all possess certain natural magic abilities—the spells of a Druid or Ranger.

By simply placing a hand gently on the trunk of a big tree by the river and then focusing attention, carefully feeling the natural aura around, Caidi and his companions can communicate with these plants. Druids believe that all creatures in this world possess wisdom, each with their own soul. However, that will only opens up to other wills that understand and care for them—those without "Nature Enlightenment" cannot converse with these beings.

Caidi slowly recounts the happenings in the Elf Kingdom, trying to use words the plants can understand. He likens the fishmen’s invasion to a surging flood, while the current Salantir is like the tender grass by the shore, trembling in the face of its doom.

"We need your help, friends," Caidi slowly says. "Please use your strong roots to help us hold onto the land beneath our feet, so that the elves may once again roam freely in this paradise, and remain your best neighbors. Help us..."

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