Arcane Linguist

Chapter 323 Croton God of War?A battle worth remembering

"Sir Roland, what you told me has been carried out."

"Oh? What did you do?"

"The management of Fei Lie's army is quite thorough, and no loopholes can be found for a while, but the purple-skinned orcs' cooks are temporarily transferred. They rely on their strong bodies and are not afraid of ordinary poisoning or eating bad things. As long as they are big The fish is big and the meat is enough.

We tried to get the spies to bring those things in, pretending to be precious local ingredients in Northantland.

In order to make those orcs eat more, precious spices worth as much as gold were used, and 5000 gold coins were promised to the spy.

If all goes well, they will be able to eat it tomorrow morning. "

"Haha, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, thousands of gold coins, I am afraid that some people even dare to risk their lives.

However, rashly adding expensive ingredients may arouse suspicion. In order to increase the success rate, I'd better help him secretly. "

After listening to Jonis's report, Roland drew a simple magic circle in the tent on the spot, piled up various treasures worth more than 2500 gold coins, and cast a level 7 spell.

"Limited Prayer Technique"!
"~~~,~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The mysterious power merged into the void and quickly disappeared.

……

"You lazy bunch, it's time to get up and get to work!"

In the camp opposite, before dawn, the cooks and servants were woken up by the steward.

After a while, those who chop wood chop wood, those who carry water, those who make fires make fires, and those who chop vegetables.

Everyone started to get busy despite the cold spring.

"Damn it...that bastard, will someone die later!"

"You really treat us like cattle and horses, right?"

A group of cooks cursed and denounced the indifferent dog boss.

But with the war approaching, they could only hold back their complaints for the time being.

"Boy, do you want to die? This is all for those orc masters."

While we were busy, someone noticed a kid trying to steal some food and quickly reached out and patted him on the head.

The boy put the beans back in his hand.

Not long after, the slandered leader came back from a patrol elsewhere and stole a piece of dried meat and a bottle of wine with dirty hands.

Then he discovered the beans that the spy had placed by the stove.

His eyes lit up, and he was just about to grab some for himself, but suddenly he heard someone talking about him behind his back. He couldn't help but got angry, walked over and scolded him loudly.

"I heard it all, how dare you say bad things about me behind my back!"

Where no one knows, the power of "destiny" is ending.

In the dark, there is a mysterious force that prevents minor accidents one after another and eliminates the possibility of the plan failing.

These unexpected "factors" may not necessarily be bad, but they continue to accumulate power from a probabilistic level, causing it to shift in a certain direction.

This is exactly the truth behind Master Watson's improvement of the "Prayer Technique".

The prayer technique of Siris flow is to shake fate from the level of probability!

The easier things are to do originally, the greater the success rate will be.

The main thing is to follow the trend.

The spy watched from the side, with his heart in his throat several times, but all the near misses were resolved.

"Is today my lucky day?"

This is something with a high success rate. To achieve such an effect, you only need a little luck.

He was thinking secretly, and cooperated with the chef to pour the beans into the meat soup and stew it together with various ingredients.

Soon after, the delicious food was ready.

The purple-skinned orcs got up and feasted in the camp.

The standard of food they enjoyed was far superior to that of the elite members of the Ferret army, so they were given priority in everything they needed to eat.

Although there are no elaborate dishes in front of the battle, the ingredients are all solid.

The spy watched all the crotons being eaten by them, and finally felt relieved.

At the same time, in a large tent deep in the camp, Quinistine and his bodyguards also enjoyed breakfast.

Contrary to what Roland and others expected, they didn't even bother to use the "Detection of Toxins" test and started eating directly.

As an orc warrior, growing savagely in nature, how could he not have some innate ability to resist toxins or identify food?

Ordinary poisons can't deal with them at all.

And those that are valuable, rare, and can even avoid spell detection are unlikely to be poisoned on a large scale.

Not afraid at all.

……

"Your Excellency, a signal has been sent from the other side and the mission has been completed."

"Okay, counting the time, we have to prepare to take action."

Roland put his hands on his hands and smiled.

After confirming that the battle was coming, several Atrein mages first used meditation to communicate with the magic network, and filled their spell quotas with the "prophecy" cast by the battle mages in the camp.

After these preparations were made, Roland cast a spell again, using "Limited Wishes" as a prophetic magic.

"I hope to know Quinistine's trump card!"

Golden light emerged and turned into a hazy shadow of runes.

New results emerged that had not been revealed after Linge and others used prophecy magic to investigate several times before.

In addition to several known names of high-level spell scrolls, a mysterious voice told them: "Quinnisdine possesses a "Black Blade of Disaster" spell scroll..."

""Black Blade of Calamity"? A level 9 conjuration spell can summon a magical weapon made of magic power to attack the enemy, which is extremely dangerous.

However, this kind of thing is not for self-defense and life-saving, and we have already known in advance that one or two level 7 spells or even lower level spells are enough to deal with it. "

Roland entered this information into his calculation model again.

"There is also a "Deed of Mad Fighting Demon"..."

"Huh? It's actually a contract to summon allies from another world? Or it's from an abyss demon.

I just don’t know his relationship with the previous Abyss Legions. "

No matter how many there are, record them all first.

After a brief discussion, everyone began to divide work and cooperate, assigning the spells they prepared and the tasks they should undertake.

During this period, Roland also put on his own magic equipment, including the "Secret Spell Robe" presented by the teacher, the "Dragon Transformation Ring" presented by the Hilt Foundation, and the "Gorgeous Mana Crystal Necklace" presented by Runifu Si. There are also several other pieces of magic equipment that I purchased myself.

Of course, the most core weapon is "Antonia's Magic Book".

Everyone looked at Roland, who was fully armed, and saw the emblems of the sun, moon and star woven from three kinds of gold threads were revealed on his clothes, showing his majesty just like the great wizard in ancient times. They couldn't help but be surprised and admired.

Little did he know that Roland thought it was too conspicuous, and since it was a valuable gift from the teacher, it was not usually worn as regular clothes.

Its shape and function make it more suitable as a dress.

Even now, he still waved his hand and used secret techniques to change the appearance of the costume, making it look darker and plainer.

Then, he put on a mask to hide his appearance.

Quinistine has seen his face. Otherwise, when they start fighting later, why not focus on himself first?
By the time everything was ready, it was already more than half an hour later.

As a result, before Roland and others took the initiative, the horn sounded again from the opposite side and they began to prepare for an attack.

Quinistine showed up as usual. If Trina hadn't been guarding the hill on the side, the entire mercenary group might have been massacred.

But today's situation was different. Roland, Linge, Naldo and others quietly walked towards the place where they were fighting, and suddenly surrounded the opponent in the valley on the west side.

They chose a good time to enter, which happened to be at the end of a round of "Flying Technique". They chose to continue or give up flying and land to fight.

And Trina had known they were coming, so she just happened to flutter her wings and fly away from the battlefield temporarily.

"You guys..."

Quinistine was surprised at first, and then immediately understood what was going on.

"You want to deal with me? It's not that easy!"

While talking, several orcs came out together and joined hands.

They came here wearing armor, preparing weapons, and bringing various props.

Several sturdy men are like iron towers. When they stand there, they have a terrifying momentum.

But the group of mages brought by Ringer and Naldo are also battle-hardened.

In order to catch up with Quinistine and others, they did not bring many followers, but everyone was carefully selected, the best among the best.

Facing a powerful enemy, he didn't show any fear, his fighting spirit lit up, and he rushed over.

Boom boom boom!A fierce collision sounded.

The swords from both sides slashed, deafening.

"Elder of the Earth Element"!
"Elder of Water Element"!
Linge and Naldo chanted spells respectively, activating the summoning spells that had been prepared before.

This is the "Monster Summoning Technique" they possess.

Atrein once explored the elemental plane and reached a friendly alliance with certain groups of elemental creatures.

This also makes the summoning contract of the elemental plane available to everyone in the upper echelons of the battle mage.

Theoretically speaking, Roland is now a high-level mage and alternate committee member, and is also qualified to sign such a contract. He has far more reliable and useful contract allies than wild mages, but he has not yet taken care of managing this relationship.

To be honest, if Trina were a partner...

It is much easier to use than the Elemental Elder.

Two giant-shaped, house-sized elemental elders appeared out of thin air, manifesting themselves in Reiner's world with resonance across planes.

The powerful elemental power was used by him to condense his true form.

The moment they arrived, they each threw out a few spells, and their natural elemental energy violently impacted, exploding behind the enemy.

After a while, elemental bodies the size of ordinary people emerged one after another.

Those are their dependents, pure creatures that are also made of elements.

Immediately afterwards, the two elemental elder giants condensed their elemental power, transformed into armor and weapons, and entered the violent stage in combat form.

Their respective elemental powers boiled, and the two different weapons, water and earth, in their hands were thrown at Quinistine in the form of spears.

Boom!

boom!
In the valley, the stone walls were broken and smoke was billowing.

Kunistin used his flexible posture to dodge the attack and fell back into the protection of his own bodyguards.

The collective magic of the mage group roared in, shaped like daggers, and the dense "magic missiles" were like swarms of locusts.

Followed closely by "Hail", "Fireball", "Lightning Beam", "Blazing Spell", "Scorching Ray"...

Magic such as "Deflection Field", "Mage Armor", and "Shield" to protect oneself can also be cast with magic items or pre-arranged triggers.

Someone was creating clouds and mist nearby, spreading glittering dust, and inserting props such as the "Peeping Eye" and "Mysterious Eye" made by alchemy.

Each performs his duties in an orderly manner.

Sure enough, after a while, Kunisteen wanted to sneak around the battle formation from the other side, and his intention to surprise the rear was exposed.

The insidiousness and cunning he displayed during the battle were completely unlike the brainlessness he showed before.

But he didn't know that Roland and others had used wisdom and magic to predict his actions long ago, not only to block his attack from behind, but also to prevent him from taking this opportunity to escape.

Seeing the orcs fighting and retreating, Roland used the "message technique" to inform Linge and Naldo of the situation on his side, but he did not rush forward.

Because they have conducted sufficient combat simulations before, they know that forcing the enemy is like grabbing sand, but it will overflow from the fingers.

Even if they have several times the strength of the enemy, they will not rashly force these opponents who are good at fighting to such a point. Instead, they will continue to use the terrain to surround their opponents, and at the same time, they will take advantage of the magicians' long-range spellcasting to harass them from above.

The warriors who had charged before retreated and blocked the only way to escape from the valley.

And Trina also left and returned at this time, passing through the valley in the form of a giant dragon, her eyes fixed on Kunisteen among the enemy groups.

Quinistine frowned.

Being able to become a rare mage among the orcs, his intelligence is definitely not low. The situation in front of him gave him a strong sense of foreboding.

But before he could figure out what was going on, an inexplicable irritation interfered with his mind, and his anger ignited like a flame, turning into fighting spirit visible to the naked eye.

Roland looked solemn, but no one could see his expression under the mask: "Is that... mad fighting spirit?"

The purple-skinned orcs have obvious characteristics of the power of anger.

Whenever this happens, the whole body seems to be on fire.

But it is much more intense and conspicuous than the red fighting spirit that appears when he uses "Xingtian Fighting Intent".

"It's almost like a Super Saiyan. If it comes with blond hair and some thunder..."

Roland frowned secretly.

He felt the fiery and powerful aura from the opposite side, which was indeed a tricky situation.

Fortunately, the opponent's head-on fight is a choice that is completely beneficial to one's own side.

Roland felt that if he were in another place, he would definitely stay put.

Because the firepower of the mage group and the duration of various summons are limited.

Once things slow down, things will naturally turn around.

In a flash of thought, Quinistine rushed towards him with four close guards.

"Roland, no need to hide, I know it's you!

It's not that easy to kill me, Quinistine, here! "

It turned out that although he didn't recognize Roland's identity at first, he had vaguely guessed it.

Roland saw this and didn't panic.

Sure enough, the next moment a huge figure pounced down.

The strong wind and sand and stones surged, and the huge dragon claws passed by, leaving scratches on the ground like iron plows.

Even the high-end equipment worn by the personal guards was still scratched by the claws of the dragon, which was famous for its strength.

But the enemy was very agile. As soon as he retreated, he used his body to fly back to relieve his strength.

Trina didn't want to fight, and immediately stood up from the ground to avoid being left on the ground due to the loss of potential energy due to the dive.

This was also part of the previous plan. As a rare air unit in her own combat power, she was responsible for keeping an eye on Quinistine and his four henchmen to prevent them from easily breaking through.

And with Trina's delay, Roland had completed his spell.

"Power Wall Technique"!
Whoa!
"Antonia's Magic Book" was opened, and a wall of magic power stretched across the valley, condensing like a shadow turning into reality.

He was not in a hurry to attack, he just tried to delay the opponent's footsteps as much as possible, and then waited for his allies to eliminate the other personal guards and join him.

At this time, the battle really began to take a turn.

Not far away, those powerful personal guards could not withstand the firepower of the mage group, and were killed one by one by various spells or mage followers.

To make matters worse, many people suddenly began to have diarrhea and fell into a state of weakness.

All of a sudden, I was pissed off.

Blood and stench filled the air.

The mage followers took this opportunity to increase their offensive intensity.

"Ah... poof..."

"Clap!"

"Gu..."

One after another, the expressions of the guards changed dramatically. They lost their strength at the critical moment and were easily killed if their flaws were caught.

The heavy pressure quickly shifted to Quinistine's side.

"Damn it! What's going on!"

This high-level orc warrior couldn't help but frown, resisting the severe pain in his abdomen, and cursed loudly.

"I... I can't help it!"

The personal guards flinched back, their voices trembling.

One of the injured orcs couldn't help it. He slightly bent his legs and feet, transformed into a Splatoon, and started to pull up.

"leader……"

"I-it seems we ate the wrong thing!"

Several other orcs suppressed the stench and said slightly panicked.

"Leave us alone and run away quickly!"

"No, I'm not leaving!

We, the Denis, have never been cowards who abandoned their comrades and ran away! "

Quinistine yelled angrily.

When Roland heard this, his body trembled.

He finally understood what the "personal guard" in the key word was about!
As a high-level warrior, even though Quinistine also ate Croton, he only had stomach discomfort and did not transform into a Splatoon.

But the other orcs were fine. The four personal guards were his good brothers who had followed him all the way from weak to strong, and had been through life and death, fighting side by side.

Each of them is an absolute warrior who is willing to block the knife for him and can be trusted with his back. Quinistine can give up anyone else without any pressure, but it is difficult to give up on them.

These personal guards have become a rope holding him back!

(End of this chapter)