Chapter 290: Lorelei’s Heart is Stuffed
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An ancient forest on the outskirts of Tours.
Fifty-one figures, maintaining a perfectly neat formation, moved rapidly through the lush forest.
The intricate network of trees in all directions posed no hindrance to them; the team consistently maintained a steady forward pace.
Though everyone was advancing at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint, and the forest floor was littered with withered yellow leaves and branches, these figures made no sound as they moved, only exuding an aura of solemn, chilling intensity.
Though it was the advance of merely fifty-odd individuals, it carried the momentum of a mighty army of thousands.
In fact, even a modern mechanized army of ten thousand would face a brutal massacre against these fifty.
The Chelon: Canticle Brigade—a magical army composed entirely of first-rate Magi, directly subordinate to the Barthomeloi family. Specializing in Combination Magecraft, they were a true 'war-grade' legion.
Suddenly, the leading woman stopped. The rapidly moving crowd behind her also halted instantly, silently arranging themselves into a peculiar formation, standing impassively behind her.
Lorelei, as always, was clad in a white suit and brown riding boots, her brown, waist-length hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.