The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 125 Mass Graves

However, this improvement is almost negligible.

"As expected of a bargain."

Feeling the two runes in the sea of ​​consciousness, Sauron was speechless for a while.

It is no wonder that very few people can become knights through these two breathing methods. It is really that the quality of these two breathing methods is too low.

Therefore, relying on the runes condensed by them, the effect is mediocre.

Sauron shook his head.

In any case, he has mastered the seven breathing methods and cultivated them all to the extreme. According to Glass's theory, he should have the opportunity to be promoted to a great knight.

However, Sauron found that his physical condition had not changed.

"Is it useless?"

Sauron frowned slightly, opened the data panel, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"No, it should not be enough!"

Sauron's eyes flickered slightly. According to Glass's theory, if a high-level knight wants to be promoted to a great knight through the second route, he must at least practice the seven breathing techniques to the extreme.

However, that is only the minimum standard.

Perhaps, in terms of Sauron's actual conditions, if he wants to be promoted to a great knight, he needs more breathing techniques to have a chance.

……

The Duchy of Tar, the western border.

Stormwind.

In the barren and cold valley, hundreds of ragged serfs were marching forward. They were bound by iron chains and shackles, and behind them were a group of soldiers from the western region who were wearing tough clothes and had cold expressions.

In the distance, a white pagoda stands in the valley.

Ahead is a deep pit, which is dark red in color, and the pungent smell of blood exudes, which makes people feel uneasy.

The serfs seemed to have noticed something, and stood there hesitantly, even if the soldiers behind them drove them away, they refused to step into the deep pit.

"Humph!"

Quilg smirked and waved his hand, and the soldiers of the Western Region drew out their long swords one after another.

The next moment, screams sounded.

Facing the serfs who refused to enter the deep pit, the soldiers in the western region showed no mercy. When they swung their swords, even a few serfs died.

Under the threat of death, no matter how frightened the serfs were, they had no choice but to step into the pit.

Five hundred serfs all entered the deep pit.

"Mr. Norma Rose, what you asked for has been delivered!"

Quailg said loudly.

In the White Pagoda, a skinny old man like a skeleton appeared, looking into the deep pit, a trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the five hundred begging serfs.

"very good!"

Norma Rose didn't talk nonsense. With a wave of his hand, clouds of black mist surged away from his cuffs, turning into dozens of strange ghosts.

In an instant, the wraith screamed.

The surging black mist engulfed the deep pit. Seeing such a terrifying scene, the serfs showed panic and tried desperately to climb out.

However, the next moment.

A strange expression appeared on Norma Rose's face. The dark pit seemed to turn into a swamp, trapping all the serfs in it.

The shrill screams were endless.

Quelg had no expression on his face, but the soldiers in the western region around him couldn't bear it. Looking at the hell-like pit, they didn't dare to say a word.

For a moment, the sound in the pit disappeared.

The five hundred serfs were all killed by the ghosts, and as Nuomaros waved his arms, clusters of souls floated out like white mist.

"Yes, this is the taste!"

There was a flash of greed in Norma Rose's eyes, and he opened his mouth to swallow the white mist of his soul, with a satisfied expression on his face.

On the opposite side, Quarg stepped forward.

"Mr Norma Rose."

Querg said in a low voice: "Stormwind City has already offered the five hundred souls you want. I wonder when the matter of Orens will be resolved?"

"rest assured."

Norma Rose nodded, and said softly: "According to the principle of equivalent exchange in the wizarding world, since I have accepted your souls, I will naturally help you solve their troubles."

"Go back and tell Phils that I will make a move as soon as possible so that he doesn't have to worry."

Querg nodded slightly, and said: "I will pass on the words of Lord Normaros to my father, and I will leave the matter of Orens to you."

After finishing speaking, Quaerg turned and left, followed by a group of soldiers from the Western Region.

After Quilg and others left, Normaros also returned to the White Tower.

In a gloomy room, Norma Rose stood in front of a mirror, took out a dagger, cut his palm, and smeared blood on it.

The bloody handprints fell on the mirror, as if turning into a distorted figure.

The figure was [-]% similar to Norma Rose, but with a particularly painful expression on his face.

"Father……"

The man in the mirror was distorted in shape and made a painful sound like howling.

"Go, Galo!"

Norma Rose remained expressionless, took out a piece of blood-stained armor, and ordered: "Kill Orens! Let him disappear from this world!"

Hearing Norma Rose's words, the wraith in the mirror twisted and came out.

"Follow your orders, my father!"

Wraith Jialuo stretched out a slender tongue, swallowed the armor fragment in Norma Rose's hand, and then disappeared into black mist.

……

Western Territory, Night Crow City.

In the study room of the castle, Sauron squatted a black raven on his arm.

"Finally dispatched troops!"

Sauron looked at the letter in his hand, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

This raven flew from the northern border to Night Crow City not long ago.

It brought a message from Orens that the ice wolf army led by Night Crow Knight had already marched towards the western border, and it would take at most two days to enter the western border territory.

The war is about to start again.

The purpose of Orens sending a letter to Sauron was to let him lead an army to attack Red Leaf City and White Valley City, so as to contain some troops in the western region.

Putting down the letter in his hand, Sauron looked thoughtful.

Orens attacked the west from the north. There are three marching routes to choose from. The directions are Iron Armored City, Moon Mountain City and Riverrun City.

According to Sauron's deduction, Orens would not choose to march from the Iron Armored City, because that city is a fortress city in the western region, not only has a large garrison force, but also has walls and moats that are easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It is undoubtedly unwise to choose Iron Armored City for the first battle.

Compared to Ironclad City, Moon Mountain City and Riverrun City are obviously better choices, especially Riverrun City, which belonged to the Free City before. Although it is now captured by the Duke of Fels, there are still many opponents in the city.

If Orens leads the army to attack Riverrun, with the combination of inside and outside, there is a high probability of success, which will be of great help to the subsequent war.

It's just that Sauron can understand this, and it is naturally impossible for Duke Ferrs to be ignorant.

If nothing else happened, Duke Fels would send troops to Riverrun as soon as he heard the news of Orens' return.

It is even possible to go there in person.

And if the Duke of Fiers sends a large number of troops to Riverrun, the troops in other cities in the western region will naturally be affected.

If Sauron launches an attack at this time, it will be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

(End of this chapter)