Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 472: Fuck Him

As Richard approached the convoy, he heard a small crackling sound, indicating that the [Electric Wave Communication Technique] was constantly exchanging signals.

He tried to access the channel, and sure enough, most of the communications were using public frequencies. The sound woven by magic, radio waves, and voice was as lively and chaotic as the current situation in the real world.

Although there was a lot of noise, a few clear words could still be distinguished: "I am the palace guard mage, what are you going to do!"

"Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"It's very dangerous here, let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince come with us."

"Bullshit! You are not the danger here. You are the rebels."

All of the above happened in the communication channel. From the perspective of the military police and guards, this group of spellcasters just closed their eyes and stared at each other in a very cold manner.

Suddenly, an unknown voice came out and the communication channel suddenly became quiet: "Hurry up and let the crown prince come out, otherwise I will blow up all the vehicles!"

Then, all the other mages on both sides started to yell at each other passionately: "Are you stupid?"

"Have you been hit by the [Mental Frailty Spell]?"

Not far from Richard, a spellcaster was hit on the head by his companion. It seemed that he was the one who had just attempted an "indiscriminate attack".

Richard thought that he could defeat as many as he could, so that he could break out at that time, and there were two exposed mages in front of him. He immediately called for two fireballs to roast them. His former colleague, today's enemy, rolled on the ground. At the same time, Libus caught up with Richard, rushed over from behind, and hugged his waist tightly.

The girl was not very big and dense, and Richard was shocked by the collision. He pulled away and turned around to hug her. He was not trying to pick up the girl in a critical moment, but to protect her as much as possible in this place where the mages were fighting.

However, Libus was not a burden. Her talent for prophecy was at its peak at this time. She shouted "three o'clock" and as expected, an enemy wizard attacked from the right. After Richard blocked it, Libus drew out his loaded musket and fired.

The two men were close together, cooperating with each other in an amazing way. It was the first time that Richard felt how refreshing the battle was. It was the joy of cheating!

In the night, the flashes of gunfire and magic flickered, and the two young people completed the social dance that was not performed at the ball, following each other closely. Although there was no dance accompaniment, this dance of death was thrilling and beautiful enough.

Finally, the two approached the convoy under the guidance of the Eye of Omen.

The gendarmes on the last line of defense were extremely nervous. They couldn't understand what the strange man and woman were doing, and they held their guns ready to fire at any time.

However, Richard and Libus flashed and passed directly between them. The military police stood there in shock, wondering if he was blinded by the night or if he was the result of some magician's illusion.

"So you know teleportation magic, why didn't you use it earlier." The two of them took a few steps into the carriage, which seemed to be a carriage for storing food. In the small space, Libbus simply lay in Richard's arms.

"It's not teleportation, it's... passing through the entity after becoming virtual. And it can't last too long." Richard's eyes dimmed a little. After recuperating and regaining some strength, the first spell he learned was [Vaporization], in which he commemorated his fallen comrades as a spellcaster.

"All right."

"What's wrong with you?" Richard suddenly discovered through [Dark Vision] that the girl's eyes were shedding tears of blood.

"The price of using your abilities, remember what I said? Okay, give me a piece of cloth to cover my eyes." Libus's tone was brisk, and there was no sign of pain at all. She just closed her eyes and said, "Your target is the car in front of us, go quickly."

"Fuck it." Richard immediately took off his shoulder strap, which was made of skin-friendly and soft silk, and it was perfect. After tearing out the appropriate width, Richard tried to tie it for the girl.

"You don't have to worry about that, but since you're helping me, please take off my straw sandals and give them to me." Libus took the cloth and blindfolded herself, while lifting her shoes as much as possible: "They are relics of our ancestors from hundreds of years ago." The young man took them off clumsily, handed them to her, and watched Libus put them back into the storage bag.

"let's go."

"Wait a minute Richard, I haven't put my riding boots back on yet, how can I carry you like this? Hey? Hey?"

"Your Highness, take it off quickly." The carriage in front, which was originally the seat of the accompanying servants, was now crowded with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, two attendants and the original three servants.

They exchanged clothes, and the attendant gave the unfortunate scapegoat a final instruction: "When you go out later, crawl close to the ground first, and get up after you are a certain distance away from this car to attract attention. Understand?"

The other two gladly obeyed the order, but the servant who was acting as the Crown Prince could not stop trembling.

"It's your honor, idiot!" The attendant kicked the scapegoat and kicked open the carriage door. When the servants climbed out, a shadow appeared outside the door strangely, and then condensed into a man and a woman.

The handsome spellcaster in military uniform held the barefoot masked girl in his arms. The girl's eyes could not be seen, but it was not difficult to tell from her exposed face that she was a beauty, and her hands were tightly around the young man's neck.

what's the situation?
Everyone in the carriage was stunned. The attendant who reacted the fastest drew his sword and pointed it at the two men.

Although Richard was a little upset that the knife was pointed at him and Libus, he hurriedly introduced himself: "Richard von Dahlberg, Colonel of the Second Army of the Imperial Army Marin, here to protect Your Highness."

The girl in his arms also spoke: "Princess Libus Maria Crocker of Bomya is happy to meet Your Highness, even though I can't see it."

While Libus was talking trash, Richard used the [Hand of the Mage] to take out the medal that Hench had given him: "This is a token that Richard Hench gave me, saying that you will believe our intentions after seeing it."

Although the attendant was holding a knife, he watched the medal float in front of His Highness. The Crown Prince took it tremblingly and confirmed in the moonlight that it was awarded to the young hero not long ago by him.

"Henchi mentioned you. You are from the Dalberg family." The Crown Prince calmed down a little, remembered the key, and said, "Okay, okay!"

The attendant was still worried: "How do you prove that you are protecting His Highness instead of kidnapping him?"

Libus couldn't help but curse. She spoke very quickly, even speaking in a Bohemian accent: "It has come to this, is there anything you can do? My friend is a spellcaster!"

Richard didn't care. Standing outside the carriage, they were too conspicuous. He carried the lady into the carriage, but the guards were helpless. Richard explained, "One of you will go and get the horses. I will hold up the shield for the carriage and lead His Highness through. It's up to His Highness to decide where to go."

The attendant looked at the crown prince, who nodded and said, "Go to the palace."

[Blue Light Barrier] also has its limits. Richard could only give up on perfect protection and only protect some of the passengers. He hugged Libby tightly, and the Crown Prince himself was also covered in it.

The attendant driving the car gave a signal to other cars, and the drivers harnessed their horses before they ran away or were hit. In a moment, the convoy was moving again, and the appearance of the scapegoat made the scene even more chaotic.

Just as the carriage was about to rush into the street and escape from the right and wrong area, a missile broke through the carriage. It was blocked by the barrier. However, the overflowing blue light revealed the special nature of the carriage.

Instantly, many attackers changed their targets. Richard gave up on defense and took a deep breath. Like a dragon's breath, a column of fire rushed out of the carriage, overturning many horses and spellcasters.

The Crown Prince held his left arm tightly with his right hand, and looking back through the charred hole at the edge, he saw people wearing similar uniforms fighting each other.

(End of this chapter)