. Chapter 136 Who is the best among spell casters and the third rate?
The spells used by magicians are extremely mysterious in the eyes of outsiders. Without a certain ability to discern spells, even if magicians use spells in front of their opponents, that person may not be able to understand what they have been hit by. The natural magic used by the druids, who always stay away from the city and act more secretly, is undoubtedly superior in mystery.
Even though they had personally fought against the group of druids, the two of them still had no intuitive idea of ??the strength of the enemy. It was not until Sebastian's calm analysis that the two of them, who were still a little bit brooding about the recent setback, finally They all couldn't help but hesitate.
Putting aside the well-informed Arati, even a proud person like Isabel knows exactly what it means to be a spellcaster who can use level four magic. Such a guy must have a certain status even in the Druid Order. You know, as long as you go one step further and be able to use level five spells, it will be enough for magicians to be called "mentors". The girl herself can only cast some first-level spells
"Those peoplecould it be that they came from Taxaros?" As expected of a noble, Isabel immediately thought of the reason for the sudden appearance of these druids, gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "It seems that they are the so-called It¡¯s no wonder that that person didn¡¯t care at all about destroying the surrounding environment when he took action, and actually used that kind of large-scale flame spell in the forest. Fortunately, it didn¡¯t cause a forest fire, otherwise"
"So, the enemies at that time did not have any particularly tough and enhanced animal companions. They were all ordinary animals controlled by magic." Arati recalled a little and frowned, "I have heard of some According to rumors, it is said that due to their dogma, the Druids of the Scourge are unable to attract animal companions like ordinary Druids. Instead, their magical abilities are more prominent, and therefore they are more difficult to deal with."
"Well, that's it" Isabel's face darkened, as if she was a little unconvinced by Arati's words, but she hesitated and finally gave in unwillingly, "In this case, let's discuss it carefully before making a decision."
"It doesn't matter, please let me handle these guys." Sebastian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, with a hint of calm anger in his soft and humble voice as always, "After all, they are very likely to The ** came for me. As a host, how can I let the guests who come from afar leave disappointed? "
"But" Isabel's lips opened slightly, but she stopped talking. (Update the latest chapter of this book)
Although the girl wanted to remind her that the enemy's spellcasting ability might be better than hers, she did not want to make the enemy more ambitious and destroy her own prestige just because of her unintentional words. What's more, the first knight he canonized is no longer a servant who can be commanded at will, but an official magician recognized by the Saurons Master Tower. In terms of status alone, the young man in front of him is no longer under his father, Baron Wamborn.
"But please rest assured, Miss." As if he had guessed what Isabel wanted to say, the young magician smiled proudly and said categorically, "When it comes to magic abilities, we mages are the best. As for those druids Humph, they are just third-rate spellcasters, nothing to worry about."
The level of magic in the world of Akaron is more barren than the native plane in the memory of the Supreme Prince. The biggest difference is that the number of spellcasters is much smaller. Therefore, every creature with the ability to cast spells has a relatively high status in their respective group. The familiar saying in another world, "First-class mage, second-class pastor, third-class druid and fourth-class magic; Psion is not a human being, just put it in your pocket and go on the road" has not had time to breed. But no matter what, whether it is as a former legendary mage or as an arcane master who has realized the new spiritual power, Sebastian has enough capital to deal with those self-proclaimed "balancer of the world". Yi Men scoffed, especially since he was already angered by what he regarded as savages.
"In that case, let's set out early tomorrow morning. During this time, you also need to prepare some suitable spells." Isabel was also very decisive. Seeing that Sebastian was determined, she stopped trying to persuade him. For the sake of God Inkaro, the girl herself has not yet vented her pent-up resentment. "You must have had a hard time coming back from the long journey. Go sit in the study and have a rest. You must be more or less aware of the current affairs of the territory."
"It doesn't matter if we talk about that kind of trouble later." Sebastian waved his hand, looked at Alati and said, "Compared with that, I need to hear you tell me again the situation of the battle at that time, no matter how big or small it is. The more specific, the better.¡±
"No problem.""This afternoon" As an experienced warrior, Alati naturally knew the importance of studying the opponent's intelligence, so he immediately answered them one by one without any ambiguity.
While Alati was speaking, the girl occasionally added a few words, and from time to time she also asked questions to the surrounding guards to obtain opinions and information from different perspectives. Sebastian carefully remembered all this information and analyzed it one by one.
He knows very well that in a sense, a large part of the duel between spellcasters relies on intelligence. If the spells of the day can be prepared in a targeted manner, the chance of winning will be increased by more than 10% to 20%? If you know exactly what spells are in your opponent's spell book, then unless the strength of the two is extremely different, you can almost be said to be invincible.
Knowing that their lord was ready to regroup and teach those druids a lesson, the guards who had suffered a lot last time were all gearing up and eager to try, eager to set off immediately. Throughout the afternoon, everyone was happily sorting out their equipment, polishing, oiling, and repairing The threshold of the blacksmith shop in the castle was lowered by an inch.
At the same time, next to a small natural pond deep in the forest, a middle-aged man wearing a simple sky blue robe and holding an oak staff as tall as one person looked at the pond in front of him expressionlessly.
If anyone else saw this scene, they would be shocked. Because what the flat, mirror-like water surface reflects at this moment is not the white clouds above the lake, but the busy scene in Fubo Fort. The conversations between the guards were somehow transmitted word for word from dozens of miles away, echoing around the pond.
When Sebastian¡¯s delicate face appeared on the water, the middle-aged man¡¯s expression finally changed.
"Is this the magician who made the boring adventurers disturb the Order's arrangements in Taxaros? That's quite a big statement." The middle-aged man looked at the exchanges between the three people with cold eyes, until the magician who was the medium for casting spells The water surface began to ripple unsteadily, and then he stretched out the wooden stick in his hand to disturb the calm surface of the pool, causing all images to disappear without a trace. "I will wait for you, young man. Let us see who is the third-rate spell caster"
Turning around and taking two steps, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, pointed the wooden stick in his hand towards the dense branches and leaves of the hazel tree not far away, and whispered a few words in a low voice.
A small reddish-brown animal swooped out of the branches and ran quickly towards the middle-aged man, as if it had met its closest companion. The little guy is about the size of a palm, with a huge and fluffy tail. It is a common red squirrel in the local area.
"Go and find those humans in green clothes. Tell them that the target will arrive here around noon tomorrow and let them prepare in advance." The middle-aged man took out a few hazelnuts from the pocket on his waist. He threw it to the little guy who was standing upright and bowing excitedly, and said word by word, "This time, there is no need to be as merciful as last time. Anyone who hinders the absolute balance will be punished by God."
The temporary little messenger transformed by magic picked up a few hazelnuts and swallowed them in one gulp, then wrapped them a few times in the food bags hidden on his cheeks. After nodding to the middle-aged man, the little guy turned around and fled into the forest, disappearing soon after.
The middle-aged man grinned, then entered the depths of the forest and disappeared.
No one noticed that after the middle-aged man stirred up the water in the pond, Sebastian turned his head slightly as if inadvertently, glanced at the sky in the center of the square, and an unknown smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After the sumptuous dinner, it was completely dark. The entertainment options available for recreation in this era are really not that rich, not to mention that Fubo Fort was built for military purposes, so naturally there cannot be any special entertainment facilities.
After Isabel chatted happily with Sebastian for a while, she took the initiative to suggest that it was time to go to bed early. Magicians generally don't stay up late, because if they don't have at least one night to rest and meditate, then the mental power they consumed previously will not be restored, and naturally they will not be able to prepare spells.
After politely saying goodbye to each other, Sebastian returned to his room and blew out the oil lamp on the table. The room fell into quiet darkness.
The moonlight tonight is slightly dim, and the stars in the sky are twinkling, as if they are blinking constantly.
In the myths and legends of Akaron, the different constellations composed of stars in the sky are the embodiments of the gods whose true bodies are in the outer plane in this main material plane. Through the constellations in the sky, the gods closely watch every move of the believers on the earth.
Let¡¯s not mention the truth of the legend for now, but if the stars in the sky really have eyes, only they can see a black shadow as light as flying catkins slowly rising from the cliff behind Fort Fubo. Falling slowly, silently.
Soon after landing, the black shadow suddenly seemed to grow a lot bigger for some reason. In the dim light, the black shadow ran straight towards the forest near Fasta Village at an extremely fast speed.