Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 190

"It sounds really sad." Progen did not continue to ask. The beginning of this story destined to end in tragedy was as bitter as the end. If this was tea, it would be impossible to drink the unpleasant liquid.

No one likes a tragedy. Except for those with special tendencies, they will stuff the storybooks that tell the tragedy into the back of the bookshelf. This will prevent you from thinking of the sad story inside when you look at the book cover.

"Maybe." Anthony consciously did not continue his story: "This is really a depressing story. Do you have any stories that can boost morale? Maybe it will make me braver to charge into the enemy's position tomorrow."

"My story is also quite depressing. My surname is Walder. If you know this surname, you should know that a few years ago, several elves attacked a city with empty defenses. My family and loved ones were all destroyed by fire. Burned to death." Progen's tone was still calm, as if it was something that had nothing to do with him: "That's good, at least God has accepted them in heaven, and the Holy Spirit will make them no longer sad."

"Well, this story is indeed depressing." Anthony's mouth twitched, and then he suddenly froze: "I seem to have heard the surname Walder in the North."

His voice was so soft, but the faint sound like the flapping of insect wings sounded like thunder to the guy leaning against the tree.

Progan was stunned. This time he looked at Anthony: "What did you say?"

"Do you know Max?" Anthony pinched his chin: "I remember I saw someone claiming to be from the Walder family."

"Max Melwes?" Progen actually climbed up the tree in a few steps and grabbed Anthony's collar: "Is that the name?"

"Do you know him?" Anthony looked at the guy in front of him who suddenly panicked and realized something.

"That's my brother." Progen then realized his gaffe, let go of his hand, and moved back.

"Is he doing okay now?" Progan asked after a moment.

"I don't know, I just met him once." Anthony was silent for a moment and then said: "After that, he should have lived in the city."

"Haha, that's good." Progen showed a rare smile: "That guy is very capable. With his words, he might be living a better life than me now."

"You have great confidence in him."

"Of course, he is from the Walder family. As my younger brother, there is no reason for him not to be outstanding." After Progan finished speaking, he looked at the stardust in the sky and remained silent.

The dragon made no sound after complaining again, probably falling asleep again. Its huge body is covered with black armor, and underneath the armor are tough dragon scales. From a distance, it looks like an indestructible fortress.

Anthony looked at Progen next to him. They shouldn't talk about such a personal topic. They will go to the battlefield tomorrow and they should discuss strategies.

But no one seemed to mention the nature of the matter. They were talking about topics similar to those in the city, commonplace topics. But it was so peaceful, so calm that it made people feel at ease.

"Why isn't Winnie included in the strategy?" Anthony suddenly remembered something and turned to ask him: "According to the schedule, she will arrive early tomorrow morning, and she can be used as a combat force to make arrangements."

"Because it's unnecessary, her appearance doesn't make much sense." Progan replied without thinking: "And she's not like you. It's her first time on the battlefield. It's hard to guarantee that she will do things according to the plan. So wait for her to come. Finally, I would let her do simple things, such as causing damage. Only after she got used to it did I dare to include her in the plan."

"Well" Anthony nodded slightly, then sighed and said: "She is just a girl, don't give her too heavy a task."

"I know." Progen waved his hand, indicating that he knew what he was thinking.

After a while, Anthony stretched and said, "It's indeed a bit too late now. We should go back to bed."

"Well, you're right." Progen's tone sounded very relaxed. Now that he knew that he was still