This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 336 - 292: Offended the Holy Sin and Still Want to Run (Request for monthly ticket)_2

Chapter 336: Chapter 292: Offended the Holy Sin and Still Want to Run (Request for monthly ticket)_2

"I didn’t ask about that!"

Emily was on the verge of losing her cool, "What is this fully automated intelligent broadcast system?!"

"It’s the golden finger I prepared for you!"

"What what?"

"That way, even if you don’t do anything, you can broadcast the battle conditions perfectly!"

Emily was grinding her silver teeth, the veins on her forehead throbbing, "Then why didn’t you tell me that from the start?!"

Lette’s voice came from the magic walkie-talkie, "Of course, it was to give you a bit of a challenge. Didn’t think you’d fold so easily.

Kid, the whole village is disappointed in you."

Emily gripped the walkie-talkie fiercely, "You! You! You!"

But then she remembered she wasn’t holding up the battlefield broadcast ritual!

Darn, all this because that guy made me so mad!

Emily hurriedly reached out to grab it, but to her surprise, she found that the broadcast ritual was hovering in the air automatically, emitting a faint wave of magic power.

"Lette."

"What’s up, Emily."

"Why is it able to fly?"

"Of course, it can fly!"

Emily took several deep breaths before calmly asking, "Then, why did you make me hold it from the start?

Carry such a heavy thing all the way from the Elf Empire Capital to the frontier?!"

"To save some magic power crystal. This thing runs on a standard magic power crystal inside. The more you hold it, the less internal magic power it consumes."

"Aaaaaah!"

Emily let out a mournful roar, pulling out her staff and crowbar, swinging fiercely at the battlefield broadcast ritual before her.

Unexpectedly, the thing dodged in a whoosh, its speed extremely fast, and sensitivity remarkably high.

"It can move on its own?"

"No, I’m controlling it."

"You can control it remotely?"

"Of course, I have to!"

Emily angrily swung her Physics Holy Sword, "This thing can fly on its own, has internal power, automatically locks on and follows, and you can even operate it remotely from the palace!

So! Why! Did! You! Send! Me! To! The! Frontline?!"

"...To change the battery or something, I mean, replace the magic power crystal. Didn’t I give you a pack of magic power crystals when you left?"

"Weren’t those my wages?"

Lette’s voice came leisurely from the magic walkie-talkie, "That’s for the battlefield broadcast ritual, you’re a temp worker, and you’re still in your probation period.

You don’t get paid, and you’ll even need to pay the company a training fee every month."

Emily took a deep breath, instantly activating her domain [Elemental Carnival City].

Under the effect of the erratic elements, she teleported to the broadcast ritual and smashed it to pieces with one swing!

"I’ve never been so grateful as at this moment for joining the Flesh Sea God Fitness Club!

Some things really must be smashed by hand to vent the frustration!

Like this heavy piece of junk, and your head!"

But before she could finish yelling, five more broadcasting rituals flew over, circling Emily in the air, one of which even emitted Lette’s voice.

"Young one, don’t be so youthful. The manufacturing cost for this will be deducted from your pay."

At that moment, Emily’s face was filled with despair. She suddenly became relieved; why even get angry about this?

"How many of these did you prepare?"

"A lot. After all, the battlefield is large, and we have to guard against enemy sneak attacks. In total, probably about three digits?

Moreover, these magic devices need backup, and the backups need their backups.

So... about a thousand or more."

Emily nodded slightly, "A thousand, for such complex magic devices with so many functions, you had Unica and Gretel rush and make them for you overnight?

Are you even human?

They’re just kids!"

"...Emily, I am a man of principles.

And my principle is, if you offend me, don’t think you can get away; I’ll always find a way to retaliate.

Emily, do you remember the pamphlet on Sea God Island three or four days ago?"

Emily thought for a moment, "They’re not wronged, but I’m innocent!"

"Who took the pamphlet there?"

After a moment of silence, Emily forced a smile, "Mr. Wright, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Stay on the battlefield, make sure the war progresses according to the script I wrote. If any unexpected factors intervene..."

The voice from the walkie-talkie suddenly turned icy cold, "Then make them not intervene."

"Rest assured, I guarantee to complete the mission!"

The delivery of instruments was just a little joke between Lette and Emily.

The reason for sending her to the front line was to prevent the enemy from creating some above-norm combat power.

Although the Elf Clan did not fear the opponent in terms of high-end combat power, having Emily, a standout in the world’s top echelon, to sit on the sidelines, guaranteed foolproof success.

The most important point was that the First Empire of humans had a saturation of mages, and most of the high-end combat power available to them comprised mages.

And against the elves, the Demon Extermination Witch Emily was an absolute lethal weapon.

For promoters of the mage path, she was a nightmare.

Her Holy Domain [Mad Elemental City] would cause the elements within enemy mages to go berserk, but she could harness it to increase her power!

Regular mages didn’t even have the qualifications to oppose her.

Moreover, she had already advanced to Legendary Level, carrying various auxiliary battle magic devices painstakingly crafted by the Alchemy Witch.

Including a belt, Magic Crystal Card, and Beast Soul Card...

When unable to win, they’d recognize her as the elder sister.

You could say, Emily at present has a few trump cards up her sleeve.

Although not as unfathomable as Lette, anyone who underestimated her would surely suffer a great loss.

With such a piece on the board, the always cautious Lette could remain at the rear, confidently controlling the overall situation through the real-time broadcast imagery.

"A dark night for killing! A windy day for arson!"

Lette looked at the deep mountain forest under the night sky and revealed a chilling smile.

"Today is indeed a great day for mischief!"

The Elf Queen next to him shivered in fear, while the Elf Princess scribbled furiously, recording the sayings and quotes of Holy Sin.

Lilith reached out to rub his cheek, "Expression management, pay attention to expression management..."

Lette coughed lightly while issuing orders to the few Elf Clan Army Commanders who had arrived at their designated hidden positions at the front lines.

"Ahem, what I mean is, the battle begins in thirty seconds, crush them!"

Thirty seconds, fleeting as a blink of an eye!

As a Magic Explosion Arrow pierced through the sky, several Elf Clan vanguard teams launched their attack at the same time!

The human outposts stationed at the border were attacked and immediately rallied their soldiers to respond.

But unfortunately, the border watchtowers had insufficient troops.

Even against the Elf Clan, they were at a numerical disadvantage.

Not to mention, the Elves launched a surprise attack, and these First Empire Soldiers, who spent countless years living peacefully at the border, extorting along the trade route, had very little combat readiness.

In just a matter of minutes, several Elf vanguard teams accomplished their combat objectives.

After binding everyone with Magic Vines, they continued to assault the next target.

The follow-up troops hurried to catch up, detaining the prisoners one by one, and began setting up Magic Plant fortifications according to the blueprints provided by Lette, laying various traps on the perimeter.

Yes, they never intended to hold these positions.

The vanguard’s mission was to push forward as far as possible, providing the follow-up troops with a long enough strategic depth.

The ensuing Elf First Army would remodel and optimize the temporarily occupied areas according to the blueprints, establishing five defensive lines one after another.

In one night, they planned to turn the whole occupied zone into a deadly trap, a demonic death ground capable of swallowing the First Empire’s entire army.