Chapter 72

The news brought by Mottak made the Varden lose their color, each one worried and anxious. The news somehow reached the ears of the people, causing even more unrest.

"Dragon Rider, tell me now, will you help us?" Arkhide bypassed Chu Ci and pressed Eragon directly.

Arkhide was indeed cunning and experienced; Eragon, with his blood boiling, directly agreed to help the Varden through the crisis, leaving Chu Ci no room to maneuver.

Besides the Dragon Rider, Arkhide also needed reinforcements. As the dwarf chieftain, Rotger was willing to provide some dwarf warriors and forge weapons for the allied forces. He also hurried to modify a set of dragon armor left from years ago to fit Saphira. However, this was far from enough. There was supposed to be an elven army, but the contact person had gone missing, making it difficult to coordinate with the elven cavalry outside the Varden. The Northern Army's numbers and strength far exceeded the king's army and the Urgals, who only bullied in the countryside. Nearly fifty thousand elite troops occupied the key points of the Beor Mountains, even causing Arkhide to show a look of despair.

"Eragon, the Northern Army hasn't found us yet, but I hope you can help us rescue the elven princess." Arkhide dispatched dozens of small units to harass the Northern Army along the way, intending to disrupt their progress. He also planned to have Eragon leave by air to go to Gil'ead and rescue Arya. With Arya's help, they could command the elven cavalry that was outside the Varden.

"Wait, how do you know Arya is still alive? It's been so long; even a hundred-meter-long dragon would have been eaten for breakfast, lunch, and dinner by now." Chu Ci suddenly realized why he had felt something was missing along the way. It was because the villain in the anime had already aired a season and V'd, covering Arya's plot, but it had been almost two months, and Chu Ci didn't think Arya was still alive.

"Arya is the elven princess, the next heir to the elven throne. Galbatorix wouldn't dare risk angering the elves by killing Arya."

Chu Ci found Arkhide's reasoning unreliable. If they were planning to ally against Galbatorix, wouldn't he be more cautious and not hesitate to kill a captive, or at least do some unspeakable things?

To better adapt to the main god space, Chu Ci had binge-watched many movies and read novels in his spare time. He often saw similar melodramatic plots where the female protagonist was captured by the male villain, who wouldn't kill or harm her, but instead kept her well-fed and well-cared for to threaten the male protagonist. But usually, the male protagonist would successfully rescue the pure and innocent female protagonist. If the male protagonist was captured by a female villain, he would definitely rise to the challenge and use his skills to open the path to the female villain's soul, making her turn to the light.

Honestly, Chu Ci often thought that if he were the villain, he would kill the male captives without hesitation and do unspeakable things to the female captives before killing them, giving no chance to the righteous hero.

From this perspective, Durza was clearly a failed villain. Two elven messengers took out a crystal ball connected to Arya's soul, the faint glow on it proving that Arya was still alive and waiting for the righteous hero to rescue her.

"Can this thing sense Arya's condition?" Chu Ci stroked his chin and examined the crystal ball.

"Yes, the princess is in a very dire situation. The protective magic on her body is very weak. Since the Dragon Rider has appeared, please rescue the princess." When Arya was in danger, the elven messengers put aside their pride and spoke openly to Chu Ci.

"Can I see for myself?" Chu Ci still found it unreliable and wanted to verify it personally.

"Of course." Perhaps sensing Chu Ci's importance to Eragon, the elven messengers did not refuse his request. A thread of mental energy was released, and soon Chu Ci felt a spatial shift. His vision blurred, and he found himself in the cold, damp dungeon again. This time, he was lucky; Durza wasn't there, allowing Chu Ci to carefully examine the elven princess.

Arya's body was covered in wounds, more than the last time he saw her. Layers of dried blood clots cracked like parched earth. Even the parts not tortured by dark magic were marked with evil symbols. Chu Ci didn't need to be an expert in magic to know that these were marks of continuous mental torture, gradually eroding the protective magic on Arya's soul. Once the protective magic disappeared, Arya's memories would be completely open to Durza.

Chu Ci's mental energy roamed around, confirming that Durza was not in Gil'ead. He immediately increased the supply of mental energy, forming a human-like mental projection in the dungeon.

"Are you okay?" The mental energy波动 carefully transmitted into Arya's mind, bypassing all the magical restrictions and reaching her soul.

Arya opened her eyes, and Chu Ci immediately dissolved the mental projection.

Phew, that was close. The cunning Durza had implanted a spying magic in Arya's eyes, so even if someone broke in to rescue her, he would be the first to know.

Chu Ci, helpless, could only choose to release an alchemical array behind Arya, where her vision couldn't reach, to carefully nurture her damaged body.

What? Chu Ci suddenly discovered something while examining Arya's injuries and felt a strong disdain for Durza.

No wonder you were killed by the naive Eragon. Capturing Arya for so long and doing nothing but torturing her for information is a disgrace to the single world. If it were me, I wouldn't need two months; one month would be enough to make Arya the protagonist of two seasons of twenty-four episodes of "Imprisoned Elven Princess" and two 150-minute Blu-ray V's, all thanks to the many strong and healthy voodoo men Durza had created.

After the visit, Chu Ci had no reason to refuse the elven messengers' rescue request, but he didn't want Eragon to go.

"Why?" The elven messenger was angry.

"Eragon isn't strong enough, and Saphira's dragon armor isn't ready yet." Chu Ci gave an irrefutable reason, "According to the alliance, Eragon must learn the ancient magic of your elven race, and Saphira must obtain her own dragon armor. Otherwise, I won't let Eragon go into battle."

"What about Arya?" The elven messenger knew this was their problem, and the princess's capture had its own secrets, but Arya's safety was still extremely important.

"I'll go to rescue her." Chu Ci took on the task without hesitation. Rescuing Arya was definitely a side quest, and such a piece of meat in front of him couldn't be ignored.

"How will you leave the Northern Army's blockade?" The elven messenger pressed.

"Of course, I'll leave from here." Chu Ci grinned, raised his right hand, and waved goodbye. The magic eagle doll in his pocket jumped out, growing larger in a black and white glow, transforming into a giant eagle over ten meters tall, carrying Chu Ci on its back, like a private jet.

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