Chapter 313 “Elf King (p2)”

The dwarves are doing something and it couldn’t be any good. Those old rudimentary carts, the hundreds of master craftsmen hammering away with their tools, they’re obviously trying to assemble something huge and there’s many of them!

Some of the dragon warriors had trouble recognizing what these strange contraptions were, and some even attempted to fly closer in order to get a better look. However, that’s a terrible mistake…. The elves who didn’t appear in the battle of yesterday aren’t sitting idle anymore. As soon as one of the more reckless lizards got too close, hundred of these small flying elves had already taken up their bows, letting loose their gleaming arrows in a volley of death!

Many of the dragon warriors were fine, but one of the younger of the bunch wasn’t so fortunate. Due to his reckless action, his belly was instantly pierced by dozens of arrows. It’s unsure what sort of magic has been imbued into the sharp edges, but it’s obviously more than what this young dragon’s natural resistance to magic could handle, thus causing it to plummet straight out of the sky and becoming easy picking for the force down below.

If not for his companions risking their life to drag the injured fella back, it’s likely the beastmen would’ve already swarmed around the lizard and used him as breakfast.

But the dangerous situation wasn’t over quite yet. Coming out to the front line by now was the dragon chief. This old dragon wasn’t able to get much sleep last night due to his woes, so he was a bit staggered in moving his colossal body to the forefront. Nevertheless, it only took a glimpse at what the dwarves were making to turn his complexion green.

Most of the younger and weaker dragons have never left the mountain due to the barriers surrounding their home, but that doesn’t apply to the Chief. He’s seen many things in his life and went to many places, so he immediately recognized what those strange platforms are used for and what they intended to mount on it!

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Yes, the long line of siege weapons weren’t ramming poles, nor were they wall mounts used in human warfare, they’re long-ranged artillery arbalests that could shoot down even a dragon if landed properly!

But the bad news didn’t just end there. The elves were also moving in the background, constantly flying back and forth carrying barrels of slimy substances to drizzle over the arrow tips. Considering the creepy green color of that ooze, the Chief could be certain it couldn’t be anything good. Mostly likely poison if his speculations are correct.

There’s good reason for that speculation of course. Elves aren’t just good at archery, they’re also attuned to nature right from birth, that makes them especially good at recognizing the effects of various ingredients in nature. For this reason, they’re the perfect race for being a Magic Chemist – the profession that’s also commonly known as Poison Master in the human world.

Note: Since I’m retranslating the old chapters, I’m changing magic pharmacist to chemist.

These Sinners… When did they become so smart?! The old dragon’s scalp had turned numb at the thought of what’s to come, WE CAN’T WAIT ANYMORE! If those are left unhindered then my side will suffer greatly by those huge arrows laced with poison!

“Rivino! Gather your brothers and go destroy those siege platforms! GO NOW!!” The old dragon roars, ordering his strongest warrior to attack.

Sadly, the Chief’s order to his “Strongest Warrior” – also the one who got tricked by Du Wei – was too late….

Suddenly, movements could be seen within the legion army again. First it was the beating of the drums hanging off of the behemoths neck, then it was the two team of elves flying out in a neat formation from the sky. Unlike the other elves that’s battle ready in the background, these ones were exceptionally well dressed based on their gold and silvery armors. If one had to guess, this special force was the strongest unit the elvish army had to offer.

But unlike the previous day where the beastmen just blindly charged forward to fight, this ceremony looked nothing like that. In fact, it’s almost like they are readying themselves to await the entry of someone very important….

Clop~

Clop~

It was the sound of hooves clapping against the ground.

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