The woman suddenly appeared wearing an eagle helmet, her arms wrapped around her anti-slip double bast for the bird of prey, and her left hand was holding a crossbow, which seemed to be made of the horns of some kind of beast.

The moment Jeno saw her, she recognized her identity through various conspicuous characteristics and finally looked forward to a well-known person!

This unique and solitary Ranger is the famous Wings of Demacia Quinn.

She was wearing the Yanyang steel armor protective gear that only the Royal Guards were qualified to wear. The Blue Rock Giant Eagle Hualuo was her intimate and tacit comrade-in-arms. The Seiko continuous shooting crossbow in her hand could fire multiple crossbow arrows with the help of his father. With the help of his father, he used the horns of the toothed beast she and Hualuo had killed for the first time.

Although Quinn is just a young girl, she and Warlow performed better in field missions than any experienced scout.

"Ogwisha, are you okay?" Quinn held the rider's arm, but the latter immediately took a breath of pain and broke his arm away from Quinn's palm.

Even through the protection of the steel armor, she could still feel a constant stream of pain coming from her arms. Not everyone could be like Quinn, and she was used to the giant eagle flying with her arms.

But the price of falling from high school and falling into meat sauce is much lighter than just some bruises and red marks.

"What happened here? Hualuo heard the wailing sound of dragon birds from afar, and we arrived immediately." Quinn did not apologize for Hualuo's rudeness, but just paid attention to not touching Ogwisha's pain. For her who had just arrived, it is more important to figure out the situation than anything else.

Although as a scout, she had probably guessed what happened when she saw the burning and falling dragon bird and the human figures on her body, she subconsciously asked her friends about the situation.

And this question asked Ogwisha's sadness as accurately as an arrow, causing her tears that had just been evaporated.

"Quinn, thank you for saving me. I'm fine, but my silver wings were killed by the evil mage." She took off her helmet, and tears were scattered on her heroic face.

Not far away from them, the dragon bird fell at the foot of a giant tree forbidden demons, and an inaccessible fire burned all over their bodies. The gorgeous silver wings were burned to a charred black, stretching stiffly, and no longer resurrection.

It takes more than ten years for a dragon bird to grow up to adulthood. Ogwisha grew up with Silver Wings in the Irvingdale Dragon Boy's Nest since she was a child, and spent her childhood and youth together. She was promoted from a close partnership to a comrade-in-arms relationship. She got her wish and became a dragon bird rider and the youngest dragon bird rider in service.

The time she spent with Blade Wing far exceeded the days when Quinn and Warlow met, so she was definitely not so naive to Blade Wing, even if she was a relative and lover, she would not be so close.

Therefore, Silver Wing's death almost destroyed Ogwissa. Her dream has always been to fight side by side with her to fight for honor for the family. Without Silver Wing, Ogwissa's hope of becoming a Dragon Boat Knight would have no meaning.

Even if she gets out of her sadness and raises a dragon bird again, it will take more than ten years. By then, she is already middle-aged. Even if she wants to serve her motherland, she has become unable to meet her strength, and the dragon bird she raises may not be ridden for her.

"This... let's mourn." The sadness of the rabbit-dead fox surged into Quinn's heart, and she could only let her friends mourn. She looked at Hualuo, who was hovering in the woods. The worst wound she had ever suffered was only broken on her wings. It was broken by its sharp horns when Hualuo rescued her from the mouth of the toothed beast.

She empathized with Ogwisha's sorrow.

Although she and Waluo did not know each other for as long as Ogwisha and Blade Wing, she believed that her relationship with Waluo would not lose to anyone, and even caught up with her dead twin brother Kaleb. If one day Waluo was killed for saving herself, she would feel very uncomfortable.

Ogwisha's tears flowed and dried, and dried and dried.

The murderer who set fire had already walked not far in front of him and salted her pain in a nearly chatty tone: "What a pity, if I hadn't been able to taste the taste, I would have really wanted to try my barbecue skills. After all, a normal person can't eat such a big bird once in his lifetime."

Ogwisha forgot to fear, her eyes first changed from sadness to shock, and then furious.

"Monster! I'm going to kill you and avenge my silver wings!" She roared, and rushed towards Brand with disheveled hair, but was stopped by Quinn in time. "Don't, Ogwisha, we can't beat him."

"It is impossible for mortals to experience the suffering I have suffered for more than ten lives. This pain is so fussy, and it is no wonder that they can only be mortals."

Brand chuckled and helped Ogwisha interpret her sadness with a ruthless tone that saw through the world.

But who can do whatever you want because of your miserable experience and be forgiven after you can hurt others?

This should not be, nor is it possible.

The friend's dissuasion made Ogwisha regain some rationality. When she saw that her subordinates had already arrived nearby, she immediately held up a non-existent weapon and ordered the killing of Brand.

"Those who offend me Debang will be punished even if they are far away!" She said as she lowered the sword raised in the air, and her guard was slightly lower than her eyes. "We are Demacia's soldiers, let the courage and sharp eyes guide our sword!"

Her grief and faith infected a group of cavalry. They all turned over and dismounted, took off the demon-forbidden shield hanging on the saddle, perfectly completing the transformation from cavalry to shield soldiers, forming a wall of iron and iron to surround Brand.

Brand turned the fire, and the pillar of fire turned toward the shield soldiers. The solid shield wall and the sharp blade unsheathed were ready. Brand gushed out flames with both hands, but they were both blocked by the Forbidden Demon Round Shield.

Although the enemies they faced came from evil magic and flames, they still maintained their brave power and tactics.

The silver copper wall narrowed the encirclement with flames. Under Ogwisha's command, a soldier tied a magic-forbidden steel chain to the roots of a magic-forbidden tree. The other end of the steel chain was connected to a sharp sword made of magic-forbidden material, and approached the target bit by bit under the cover of the shield wall.

Her idea was very good. As long as the soldiers stabbed this sharp sword connecting the giant tree into Brand's body, they could drain the Forbidden Demon Tree to absorb its magic.

To ensure the strategy was executed perfectly, she blinked at Quinn beside her, who immediately understood.

She raised her left hand, pointed the crossbow on Brand, pressed the trigger continuously, and two black sharp arrows broke out from the air, passing through the gap in the shield wall, and penetrated straight into its eyes.

Brand immediately screamed.
Chapter completed!