"Your answer is very good, although not exactly correct, but it's almost done." Fenrod patted his clothes and stood up. "Well, prince, as I promised just now, I'm willing..."

"Master Fenrod." Ashu Rufate said, he had just heard the exclamation of the audience, who they called Fenrod. "Please forgive me. Although my original intention was to hope that you would join my expedition, now, I want to try to become a sword saint. Can I receive training as a sword saint?"

"Do you want to really become a swordsman? You are already stronger than me." Fenrod seemed surprised, but it didn't seem like it. "Why waste time? And you don't have much time anymore."

"Master, what do you want to do?" Carrie asked in his mind.

Ashu Rufate took a deep breath to make himself appear more sincere. He has been learning from Carrie for a long time, and this is the first time he has encountered a technique beyond Carrie's understanding. Although this technique may not work well for something like "Windini", he wants to learn this technique.

"Because I also hope to master absolute control of the body and the mind," Ash Rufate replied. "I have learned magic, but magic only pursues the latter."

"As a prince, your pursuit is unusual." Fenrod nodded. "Some people say you grew up in a seclusion. Now I think this rumor is very credible. I am willing to train you. The path of Sword Saint has always been opened to every volunteer. But in such a short time, the level you can learn depends on your own abilities."

...

"I, Araset, descendant of the Yimubaier family, and recorder of the Jade King Court, are honored to record this history. Just as the naming privileges enjoyed by every historical recorder, I name this record "Long March". Regardless of the outcome of our participants, this history is known through my hands for our descendants..."

"... In order to better let readers understand this history, I need to give a general introduction to the dilemma that our Yasu tribe faces at this moment. Since our evil cousins ​​once again opened the ancient portal, our hometown has begun to face unprecedented threats. In this war-torn era, our evil cousins ​​have been working hard to destroy our coast, and now they have gone deeper into our land and brought blood and fire to our peaceful homeland. The Phoenix King did his best to suppress the invading Duruchi army in a small range. But backed by the portal, they received continuous support and we were unable to drive it away..."

"...But, the cruelty and violent behavior of the Trujis angered a great hero who has always lived in seclusion - the high-level prince Ash Rufate. The prince's bloodline originated from the ancient elves dynasty, and he is the last of their branch. In fact, before he appeared, many people thought that this bloodline had been completely cut off... Prince Ash Rufate used the blood dragon as his banner, so sometimes he was also called the Blood Dragon Prince..."

"... The prince proposed to the Emerald Queen to expedition to the land of Nagaros, and was approved by the Queen and the Phoenix King. With the full support of the Emerald King Court, the prince finally successfully summoned an expeditionary force and used our current advantageous fleet to cross the storm sea and expedition to Nagaros. There is no doubt that this will be an arduous journey and a tragic war..."

Araset put down his pen and looked at the pile of things he had just written. Of course, these were just drafts, and he had plenty of time to modify and polish.

When he thought of the future, he felt an indescribable rush. This was his always dream, not just as a scholar and consultant, but rather to leave the name Arast in history books more accurately.

The roar of a dragon came from outside. However, Arathut was quite familiar with this beast, so he could hear it. It was just the dragon's roar of dissatisfaction, not the roar. He put down the paper and pen in his hand and walked towards the source of the sound. As expected, the dragon trainers were putting it with a dragon saddle. The dragon saddle rider could control the dragon, or at least it could control the dragon more conveniently.

However, this dragon is quite wild, and going up to the dragon saddle has become a very troublesome job.

Araset looked at Prince Ashu Rufat coming to the dragon. For some reason, after seeing Prince Ashu Rufat just now, he stopped struggling. Of course, this may also be because the dragon trainers also stopped their work and paid tribute to the prince.

"This is a very good dragon." A dragon trainer said to the prince. "This is a star dragon, the strongest and smartest one among the dragons."

"Arathut!" A voice came from behind. Arrathut turned his head and watched the annoying Kay come over. This guy didn't have the elegance of Yasuul at all. If he hadn't really known the other party, Arrathut would definitely think that this guy was a monkey that jumped out of nowhere. In fact, just seeing this guy, his mood quickly got worse. His Highness the Queen had definitely made a mistake when she asked this guy to come to the Emerald Court. Although Arrathut didn't want to admit the Queen's mistake, this kind of blasphemy always climbed into his mind from time to time. Especially when Kay greeted him.

"What are our historians doing?" Kay was not at all conscious. On Kay, she had a white fur cloak. Although she didn't need this fur at all in this season, Kay draped it over her. "The door of your room was open, so I went in and took a look. What are you writing...a lyrical prose?"

"It's the preface!" Arrathet replied angrily. "It's just the preface. This is the only part of the historical record that can be freely played by the recorder. And even the preface is not even the preface, it's just a draft of the preface. I will make detailed revisions and it will be finalized in a few days."

"Then I advise you to be quicker." Kay's voice was enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact it was full of contempt. "The transport fleet is ready, and the prince has already made the departure time clear. You probably don't have much time to modify your lyrical prose, hahahaha..."

Arast turned around and focused his attention on the prince and the dragon. He tried his best to show himself a look of concentration and hearing nothing. Sure enough, after seeing his attitude, Kay quickly left.

"The dragon is looking at me..." Ashu Rufate said to Carrie in his mind. In the records of the elves, only the mother of the dragon has a high degree of rationality and intelligence. The ordinary dragon - that is, its children - is just a group of moody beasts. But in the eyes of the dragon in front of him, Ashu Rufate saw the light of wisdom.

"It's fun, master." Carrie said in his mind. "This dragon is wise...it's trying to talk to you."

"Talk to me?" Ashu Rufat looked at the dragon's mouth, and the dragon's mouth was slightly open, and he didn't look like he wanted to speak at all.

“It is using high-frequency sound waves to try to communicate with you…well…Master, do you need my translation?”

"Of course."

"Its language ability is very weak... Well, I can only say that it is still in a very primitive state in terms of language, so it cannot convey more complex information. It means that it was sent by the Mother of the Dragon to help you, and it can feel that you are different from other elves, and you are much stronger than them. I think it feels that you have strong vitality."

"Is that... it's really keen." Ashu Rufate sighed in his heart. The dragon slowly lowered its head. The huge head hung in front of Ashu Rufate.

"It says it is willing to accept your orders to fight, but after completing your mission, it wants to leave freely."

The dragon's eyes stared at him, and Ashu Rufate nodded vigorously. This action should be very obvious. At least the dragon no longer resisted and allowed them to install a dragon saddle on it.

This is outside the city of Irebe. Because of the gathering of an entire army, there was no barracks in the city that accommodated so many soldiers, so camping was placed on the outskirts of the city.

The elves have a large number of magicians, and the communications carried out with the help of magic winds are much more common and smoother than those of humans. Therefore, Ashu Rufate has now understood the other things. The development of the matter is completely consistent with Kay's plan. Velino brought him a fleet and corresponding crew. Kay brought about a thousand white lion warriors, and even some chariots. Gars asked for soldiers from the rulers of various places as much as possible, while Ashu Rufate himself was joined by 500 sword saints. After hearing the news, the shadow warriors spontaneously gathered at Irebe, and some great/magics joined the expedition by self-recommendation.

Through the four messengers, Ashrufate gathered an army, including a star dragon, nearly 200 ships, and 12,000 soldiers. This number is not a large army for the elves, and can only be regarded as "medium scale", but this is already the largest extreme force that can be gathered under the current circumstances.

In another day, he will have to lead this expedition to embark on this expedition.

"To be honest, master, I didn't expect that the combat plan you wrote would be approved by the Phoenix King." Carrie said in her mind as Ashu Rufate left the dragon and walked towards the port.

"Not agree, Carrie." Ash Rufate replied. "Didn't you say that any intelligent creature will try to believe what they want to believe. This is a self-protection instinct, or 'hope'. What I did is no different from what we encountered in Eriber... Because the elves wanted to believe, they believed it."

"Master, you seem to have made great progress, I'm very happy. But the reality is that we can gather far less troops than expected. How likely do you have to win in this situation?"
Chapter completed!