The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 341: Promotion and Departure (Two chapters in one)

"Sir Ryan, do you know anything about the Proto-Dragon?" Olena reported here, paused, and looked at Ryan.

"Mr. Olena, please introduce the Proto-Dragon to me."

Although before, after seeing the red dragon of the 'Red Queen' Menia, Ryan had consulted and roughly understood the books about the introduction of dragons in the Dragun Empire.

However, the book only briefly mentions the Proto-Dragon without much description.

However, the book gives a clearer introduction to the empire's five-colored dragons, which are divided into red dragon, green dragon, yellow dragon, blue dragon and black dragon.

"Okay, Mr. Ryan, the Proto-Dragon is completely different from the five-colored dragons that our Dragun Empire is proud of. Logically speaking, the Proto-Dragon should have disappeared in the vast river of history long ago."

"But for some reason, from time to time, in a few remote places, these surviving proto-dragons are occasionally found, like this proto-dragon named Corasius."

"Korasius is just like the other proto-dragons. He is violent by nature. Although proto-dragons generally don't have any innate abilities, they are extremely capable in close combat. Moreover, according to intelligence, the spy saw this proto-dragon with his own eyes. It is said to be several times larger than its fellow proto-dragons."

"So, I judge that if the barbarian tribe, which is also good at hand-to-hand combat, encounters this ancestor dragon Corasius, it will most likely suffer a great loss."

"Lady Olena, I want to go to the Howling Tundra." At this time, Ryan suddenly said.

Olena's introduction to the proto-dragon just now made Ryan decide to go to the Howling Tundra as soon as possible.

Although there has been no news from La Grey during this period, it is possible that something has happened to her, but we will only know if we go there.

Ryan's words startled Olena so much that she almost jumped up.

"what?!"

"Sir Ryan, are you going there in person?" Olena said in shock, her beautiful eyes widened.

You know, after Ryan killed the corrupt dragon Agnes this time, his reputation in the province of Munster has risen to a higher level. With Ryan in Munster, Olena feels a lot safer.

"Well, I have a friend over there and I need to go over there. By the way, if I ride a flying mount, how long will it take to reach the Howling Tundra?"

"Well, this is a bit troublesome. Although you have a flying mount, you can fly directly to the Howling Tundra."

"But the problem is that there are several dangerous places in the north of the empire, such as the Thunder Mountains. There are rare thunderstorm elements there, which will launch lightning attacks on all creatures that fly near them. Even the Imperial Dragon Knights have to avoid their sharp edges."

"So, my advice to you is to transfer."

After Olena calmed down from her shock, she quickly returned to her capable self and began to analyze the situation in detail for Ryan.

Ryan nodded and said, "Sir Olena, do you have any recommended flight routes?"

Although he could now ride on the Blood Feather and fly in the air, reaching some places several times faster than before, he still had to avoid some dangerous places.

In fact, when the Dragun Empire was first established, there were many more dangerous places than there are now.

The Imperial Dragon Knights have worked hard for many years to clear out some dangerous areas that could be eliminated artificially, resulting in the current airship routes.

Otherwise, the danger of flying in the sky would be much higher than it is now.

"Yes, look." The capable young woman Olena walked up to Ryan, spread out a simple map of the empire's territory, and presented it to Ryan, saying.

"Generally speaking, if you take the Imperial military airship, you need to transfer six times. From here to here, and then to... it takes about seven days."

"And you have a flying mount, so my suggestion to you is to transfer to Hammerfall Fortress in Markarth Province and pass through the Hammerfall Tunnel to avoid the black fog cyclone of Hammerfall Mountains."

“Then, you turn off at Beverly Pass in the Caswith Province, avoid the giant wind eagles in the Beverly Mountains, and head north.

"According to this calculation, it will probably only take you three days to reach the Howling Tundra."

"Of course, as for the barbarian tribe, the intelligence only shows their approximate location. They are migrating near the Frostfall Mountains in the north-central part of the tundra. So, you will have to spend some time looking for and chasing them."

Olena's analysis was very logical.

Ryan nodded, Olena's business ability was indeed extraordinary.

The other party probably didn't think that he would decide to go to the Howling Tundra, but he still quickly helped him choose a suitable route.

"Thank you, Ms. Olena. Your analysis is very useful to me."

"You're welcome. However, Lord Ryan, if you really decide to go to the Howling Tundra, perhaps you should talk to Admiral Edward first."

"Well, of course. I'll go to Admiral Edward later." Ryan nodded.

He is now a diamond-level sword bearer in the Munster Sword Bearer Branch, which is equivalent to an imperial civil servant. He must report when leaving his jurisdiction.

As for Admiral Edward, Ryan was still confident that he could convince him.

"Well, Admiral Edward has just seen off Duke Victor and the Eagle Federation delegation, and he should be back in the office now." Olena said with a smile.

Half an hour later.

In Admiral Edward's office.

"Admiral, I have some personal matters to attend to. I would like to take a month's leave and go to the Howling Tundra." Ryan said straight to the point.

"Huh? Howling Tundra? It's not very safe there recently. Do you have to go?" Admiral Edward frowned slightly. Although he tried to persuade Ryan, he did not ask the specific reason.

"Yes, a good friend is over there, so I must go there." Ryan nodded.

"Okay, I'll write you an official letter, and your trip to the Howling Tundra will be considered an official business."

"Although the Sword Bearers branch in the Marne Province may not be able to help you, you can go to them with official letters to exchange for some scarce supplies." Admiral Edward said with a smile.

"Thank you for your support." Ryan bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude.

Admiral Edward was very supportive of his trip to the Howling Tundra, especially since his private action was upgraded to an official one, which made some things much more convenient.

"But, Ryan, I believe you are strong enough to deal with most enemies, but the problem is that it is located on a plateau and close to the north. There are some special conditions in the climate and environment. You need to be extra careful."

"Thank you, sir. I will be careful."

When Ryan returned to the mansion again, he began to think about the preparations.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself:
"However, before we set off, there is a witchcraft that can be improved."

Ryan focused his attention on a very practical witchcraft, but he had not had time to improve it until now.

It was the entry-level metal magic, 'Sharpness'.

Although Ryan practices often, he is currently only at level 6 (133/3000), and it takes about seconds to perform Sharpness Technique.

Although this speed looks good, there is still little chance to apply it in actual combat.

After all, the enemies Ryan encountered now were no mediocre fighters, and the battle speed of both sides was extremely fast. Basically, he rarely had time of 1.5 seconds to calmly perform witchcraft.

This is why the more powerful the wizard is, the more he relies on his innate witchcraft and several particularly skilled witchcrafts that are almost instantaneous to decide the outcome of a battle.

There are very few opportunities to use those advanced witchcrafts that seem to be extremely powerful but take a long time to chant to decide the outcome.

As for why he chose to upgrade this witchcraft, it was because Sharpness Magic was highly compatible with Ryan's epic class, 'King of Thousand Blades'.

Except for a few blunt weapons, such as two-handed hammers and canes, other sharp weapons can be blessed with the sharpness technique. However, the sharpness technique needs to be performed fast enough.

Secondly, Ryan has a very high affinity with metal, and the power of his sharpness technique also increases.

"After the instant transformation, you can be blessed by the sharpness technique, and your combat power with a sharp weapon can be increased by at least 15% to 20%."

"Even in the form of a dragon warrior, he can use sharp weapons in conjunction with the sharpening technique. It can be said that he has excellent versatility."

"It's currently level 6, and it will take exactly 12 skill points to upgrade to level 6."

Ryan glanced at the attribute panel and found that the remaining skill points were exactly 6.

After thinking about it again, in an instant, Ryan invested all 6 skill points into the witchcraft "Sharpness".

As the witchcraft 'Sharpness' suddenly increased from lv6 to lv12!

In an instant, a flood of memories about the witchcraft "Sharpness" poured into Ryan's mind.

For a moment, Ryan seemed to have come to a mysterious space. He had been practicing the witchcraft "Sharp Technique" for more than ten years. Chanting the spell seemed to be instinctive, and the syllables were compressed faster and faster!

When Ryan digested the memory and recited the spell again.

He discovered that, just like the first-level metal magic 'Metal Barrier', after only about 0.25 seconds of casting time, the short spear in his hand emitted the unique silver light of sharp magic.

However, after Ryan performed the "Metal Transfiguration" and "Sharpness" several times in succession, he frowned slightly.

Because he found that the casting time of "Metal Transfiguration" was a few tenths of a second, plus the casting time of "Sharpness" was 0.25 seconds, the total time was nearly 0.4 seconds.

This speed is actually enough for the enemy to react.

In other words, it’s still not fast enough!

If you want to make the enemy unable to react, the total casting time should be controlled within 0.2 seconds.

"If I upgrade to level 12, I should consume gold skill points, right?"

Ryan took a look at the 23 gold skill points and started adding points immediately.

A few minutes later.

Looking at the sharpness technique that had reached level 16, Ryan smiled with satisfaction.

A short spear instantly appeared in Ryan's hand, and almost at the same time, a silver light enveloped the sharp tip of the spear.

The next second, the short spear in Ryan's hand transformed into a big sword, and the silver light also enveloped the sword almost instantly.

"The casting time is 0.1 seconds, which is almost faster than the innate witchcraft!"

It can be said that Ryan has mastered the Sharp Technique to a level close to being able to perform it at will; he can perform it with just a slight thought.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Enter."

"My Lord Viscount, Lord Neolo and the other lords are waiting for you in the training room." The servant reported respectfully.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Ryan nodded and said.

Just now, he asked someone to notify Neoro and the others to come over.

In the training room.

Ryan talked to the team members about his upcoming trip to the Howling Tundra.

"Huh? Captain, you're going to the Howling Tundra? That's quite a long distance." Neolo couldn't help but exclaimed.

Others couldn't help but look at Ryan, as if wondering why their captain suddenly decided to go to the distant Howling Tundra.

"Is it a mission?" Angus couldn't help but ask. "No, I have a friend over there who is having some troubles, so I need to go there."

"friend?"

Vieri, Angus and others looked at each other, all with sudden realization on their faces.

It must be a female friend!

"Captain, let's go with you. If we are going to solve a problem, it would be better if we have more people."

"No, I plan to go there quickly and come back quickly this time. I will ride the Bloodfeather Hippogryph directly there and reach the tundra in about three days."

"Also, you have a mission. When I'm away, please pay more attention to the situation in Munster, including Mayster and Rossby County, but don't rashly carry out tasks beyond your capabilities."

"You can ask Olena about the details of the mission," Ryan reminded.

"Well. All right, Captain."

"Don't worry, Captain, leave everything here to us."

After explaining everything to his teammates, Ryan immediately told his family, and then told the beautiful woman Jennifer about the situation.

Finally, Ryan found Anna and told her about it.

"Anna, I'm planning to go to the Howling Tundra. I got the news that the barbarian tribe where Lagre is is now encountering some difficult problems."

"She is really something. She didn't even tell me such an important thing."

"Well, actually Lagre didn't contact me. I learned about this situation from the Sword Bearer." Ryan immediately told Anna in detail the information he had obtained.

"I understand!" Anna suddenly said with an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Ok?"

"I know why Lagre didn't contact you and me! It should be because Lagre didn't want us to worry about this matter, and she didn't want to involve you in the troubles her tribe is currently facing."

"Ryan, I want to go with you!" Anna said seriously.

"Ok?"

Ryan never considered taking Anna with him.

He even rejected Neoro and the others, let alone taking Anna with him.

"You are not suitable for the long journey, and there will probably be fighting later. You'd better stay at home and wait." Ryan shook his head.

"I'm not afraid of fighting, and if you are injured, I can heal you." Anna said, looking at Ryan with her big eyes.

"This... the hippogryph has a limited carrying capacity."

"I'm very light, not even as heavy as your weapon. With me, Blood Feather won't feel heavy."

"Chirp~"

Xueyu chirped at the right time!
It seemed like he agreed with Anna.

"As expected, druids can naturally make animals feel good about them?" Ryan suddenly didn't know how to dissuade Anna.

"Okay! Then you get ready, we'll leave later."

"That's great!" Anna couldn't help but feel delighted.
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North-central part of Howling Tundra.

On the left side of Hanluo Mountains.

I saw a tribe of tens of thousands of barbarians migrating, and the whole team stretched for more than ten miles.

The most eye-catching thing in the middle of the team is the huge plateau yaks with long dark brown hair, pulling hundreds of roughly made carts.

The cart was piled with all kinds of daily necessities, including tents, pottery jars, animal skins and other supplies, and around the cart were many old people and children from the barbarian tribes.

Although it was the month of flowers, the weather in the Tundra was still cold. Every time the huge yaks breathed, two thick white air currents would rise from their noses.

suddenly!

I saw a team of twelve Frostwolf Knights returning quickly from the rear, apparently from reconnaissance.

The leader, a hot woman in leather armor, carried an extremely eye-catching huge round shield on her back and held a huge steel battle axe in her right hand.

There was a lot of bright red blood on the broad and shiny blade of the battle axe, and it was obvious that it had just been in a battle.

"Captain Lagre, what's the situation in the rear?" a tall barbarian warrior asked loudly.

"Same old situation. They're keeping a distance and sending people to harass us from time to time."

"That damn Black Flame Cult, we'll have to kill them all sooner or later! By the way, the chief asked you to come back, so go to him." The burly barbarian named John touched his braid and said in a muffled voice.

"Lagre, are those scum of the Black Flame Cult still following us?"

"Yes, Chief Darius, but they did not launch an attack. They just watched us leave from a distance."

"Then just ignore them." Darius, an unusually tall barbarian, finally showed a look of relief on his face and said.

In the past six months, the Norton tribe and the Black Flame Cult had more than ten battles of varying sizes. Although they had more wins than losses, the Black Flame Cult did not take action personally most of the time.

Instead, they instigated the primitive tribesmen, mercenaries, etc. to harass and attack them.

In other words, the opponent's strength was basically not damaged.

"Contact the Rich people. Now is not the time for our barbarian tribe to fight among themselves." High Priest Rom sighed.

"High Priest, will the Black Flame Cult continue to persecute us? We have migrated so far north." When the patriarch Darius heard that he had to contact the Rich people, he was obviously a little unhappy and asked.

"We are now a thorn in the side of the Black Flame Cult. If it were you, what would you choose?"

"this""

"Besides, migrating to the north is not necessarily safe. I heard that a proto-dragon named Corasius appeared in the glaciers of the Far North. It is said that it has gathered several large northern bear monster tribes."

"Is this rumor true?" Darius' eyes widened.

Although he had heard of it before, he always thought it was a rumor.

After all, the Proto-Dragon had been extinct for thousands of years, so how could it suddenly appear?

"Well, judging from the results of the divination, it is true. Moreover, judging from the results, the opponent's strength is probably not something we can resist alone."

"I understand, High Priest, I understand what you mean. I will contact the Rich people right away." Darius nodded and said.

"Well, now, we can only fight the coming crisis by uniting together." High Priest Rom nodded and said.

LaGre, who was listening to the conversation between the patriarch and the high priest, couldn't help but think of Ryan who was far away in the Munster province of the Empire.

"That young boy with great potential, I wonder how he is doing now."

"Should you be promoted from a small town sheriff's deputy to a real sheriff?"

"Although I have luckily become a violent warrior, with his talent, he may have already reached the level of a senior knight in the past six months. I still have to work harder!"

Lagre thought to herself.

Of course she missed Ryan.

She had wanted to write to Ryan a long time ago, but not long after she returned to the tribe, the situation in the Howling Tundra began to become turbulent.

The matter of writing the letter has been delayed.

During this period, she experienced several extremely dangerous battles and successfully broke the limit.

But faced with the immediate crisis facing the tribe, she no longer had the urge to write a letter, for she was afraid that too much information would be revealed between the lines.

Lagre didn't want to drag Ryan into this.

Because even a great knight would not be of any help in the difficult situation the tribe is currently facing.

Seven or eight miles behind the barbarian migration group, on the northern foot of the Hanluo Mountains.

Seven or eight Black Flame Monks, wearing black robes with flame patterns on their cuffs and collars, were standing high on a mountain range on one side, looking at the migrating barbarian tribe from afar.

"Master Crowley, when do we take action? Those gathered knights and mercenaries can't cause any trouble to the barbarians. They will collapse at the first touch."

"It doesn't matter. The role of the mercenaries is to harass them. If these barbarians don't get enough rest, their combat effectiveness will drop significantly."

"We will go up when the other side is exhausted."

"My lord, I praise your wisdom." Upon hearing that they did not have to fight the barbarians head-on for the time being, the subordinates nearby breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise their own chief priest.

Although these barbarians basically cannot use witchcraft and fight purely with physical strength, they are all fearless and have good cooperation, making the battle between them quite difficult.

Therefore, they are not willing to fight hard in their hearts.

"By the way, is there any news from the white-haired bear monster?" The high priest named Crowley asked with his head tilted.

"I have contacted them. They will move south in the next two days and ambush this barbarian tribe ahead."

"Well, very good. After we wipe out these two barbarian tribes, there will be no tough guys in the entire Howling Tundra who dare to challenge us."

"However, Master Priest, if we rely on ourselves, it will be difficult to deal with the chief and high priest of the Barbarian Tribe. These two guys are both real legendary strongmen."

"Don't worry. In a few days, High Priest Erickson will personally lead a team here and he will take care of these two guys."

"Lord Ericsson will take action personally? Then there will be no problem." The group of Black Flame monks behind him said with smiles on their faces.
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Munster.

Inside the Ryan Mansion.

Ryan and Anna waved and greeted the people who were seeing them off. Then, the Bloodfeather Hippogryph flapped its wings vigorously and swirled in the light blue airflow.

"Whoosh!"

The two of them flew into the sky and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Ryan was watching the crowd below getting smaller and smaller, gradually turning into black dots. Soon, the entire Munster, which was built on the mountain, appeared below him.

Because we are heading north.

Therefore, Ryan controlled the Blood Feather and did not fly towards the plains, but bypassed the majestic Hrothgar Mountains.

Soon, an endless hilly area gradually appeared in Ryan and Anna's field of vision.

"What a beautiful view!" Anna couldn't help but exclaimed as she looked at the endless green forest and the vaguely visible large patches of blooming wild flowers below.

(End of this chapter)