People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

"At the same time, I have to consider that the opponent is really smart, and I have taken this into consideration, so I chose to hold back the possibility of preparing a big gift for us."

Mark nodded. Now that his side is seriously lacking in intelligence, it is indeed easy to fall into the trap of the other side. Although it can be confirmed that the other side's stronghold is St. Kilda Island in Scotland, it is impossible to obtain further information. up.

"How about sending out an envoy?"

"Or let us explore the way as the advance team?"

The members of "Dawn Morning Light" began to put forward their own ideas, but Birdway rejected these ideas one by one.

"The opponent is a magic association with a certain size, and it is now fighting at home. Whether it is from the perspective of poor intelligence or the aspect of waiting for work, we are absolutely at a disadvantage. Although I don't care about the way of breaking through head-on, but for this I don’t feel good about the loss of human hands by breeding miscellaneous fish.”

"Then are we going to let the Puritans help us find the way?"

Hearing his subordinate's proposal, Birdway raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the Puritan magicians.

Obviously, the other party also has a similar plan, and is also observing the movement of "Dawn and Morning Light" at this time.

(Both sides are unwilling to make thunder for each other. After all, it is not a matter of a day or two that the British Puritans and "Dawn Morning Light" do not deal with each other...)

Seriously thinking about the current situation, Birdway originally planned to break through the past in one go.

Birdway looked at the sparkling sea. Although it was not very obvious, this sea area can be said to be the back garden of the countermeasures. If there is such a hasty assault now, it is very likely that there will be a large number of casualties.

Although to Birdway, her subordinates were only a part of her plan, and whether they survived was not important, but if there were meaningless casualties in such an insignificant place, it would be too much of a loss.

Birdway is also the leader of a huge magic association, so necessary considerations are still necessary.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't all the problems be solved if I asked Mr. Sigurd? With his strength, even if the opponent's entire team is mobilized, he might not be able to stop him, right?"

"Indeed, if it's the mercenary who almost completely shattered all the foundations of the Spanish Star Cult over the past century with one blow, it's not a problem to deal with a guy of this level. But..."

Mark knew what Birdway meant, so he didn't ask specifically.

Sigurd was invited by the Puritans, that is to say, it is not easy for them to say this. After all, if this is the case, they will bow to the British Puritans.

"But maybe the Puritans are also worried? Although it is said to be an 'employment relationship', it is impossible for that mercenary to listen to them?"

"But boss, I suddenly thought of a feasible method, maybe we can let that mercenary take the initiative to help us open the way."

Birdway looked at Mark with some surprise. Although Mark was considered excellent as his deputy, it was rare for him to suddenly have a flash of inspiration.

"Isn't that mercenary's magical name 'Guardian of the Golden Shimmer (praesidio926)'? As long as you pretend to be pitiful and beg him, the boss, it will be fine? Anyway, that mercenary is also recognized as the 'strongest gold' in existence, which is also true." It can be regarded as an internal matter of the 'gold' department, and the Puritans can't get a handle on it?"

"Mark Spence!!!"

While Comrade Mark was being "tortured" here, an eagle with long forearms passed over the head of the group.

The eagle circled a little in mid-air, and then flew towards the direction of the town quite simply, so it didn't attract the attention of the magicians below.

At this time, in the small town, not many residents went out, and everyone seemed to gather in the house to rest.

Going around the main road and entering a hut that looked dilapidated from the outside, the eagle was standing outside the half-open gate, on the rusted metal pipe.

Just as the eagle fell, an arm with black sleeves stretched out from the half-open door.

The eagle, who noticed this, planned to escape at first, but then it chose to land on the owner of the arm and followed him into the house.

"So, do you say it yourself or shall I say it for you? 'druids'?"

The old man who was tied up in a ball was shocked to see that he had been raised for several years, and the eagle used as a "familiar" was actually combing the hair of the black-haired boy in front of him very intimately. My old friends are average, but unusually close.

Chapter 130: Oak Sage Druid

"Eh? Mr. Sigurd, who are they?"

"A member of the 'oak sage (druid)'."

The members of the Puritan sect and "Morning Light" approached together, looking at the guys who were dragged by Sigurd.

There are old and young people among them. From the outside, they don't look like magicians at all, and they don't even feel the magic flow unique to magicians.

Although it didn't feel like it, everyone at the scene had the idea that "I can't see that there must be something wrong with me", and absolutely no one would doubt the possibility that Sigurd had made a mistake.

"That eagle is?"

But Birdway's focus is not all on the "hostage".

At this time, Sigurd was sitting on the shoulder of the eagle just now, and Sigurd also found a lot of dried meat for feeding from the strongholds of those "druid" members. At this time, the eagle that was originally used as a "familiar" to observe the enemy's situation was feasting on Sigurd's shoulder.

"It's these guys' familiars. They seem to be planning to pass on the situation on our side to their stronghold on St. Kilda Island."

Birdway nodded, and then continued to ask.

"What do these guys say? Is there any valuable information?"

"The fishing boats at sea are all their people. The purpose is to use the 'oak wood' hidden under the water as a medium to launch a spell that will strip our souls..."

After Sigurd finished speaking, the magicians at the scene unconsciously took a breath.

If I didn't hesitate to make a direct breakthrough just now, wouldn't it be completely wiped out?

"Don't worry, the so-called 'soul stripping' is actually throwing debris into the middle of the gears, causing the entire human gear system to stop."

"No, I think that's bad enough..."

"Indeed, if we are not prepared, more than [-]% of us will be injured in the initial attack. At that time, if we want to protect our companions, let alone whether we can complete the task, even whether we can leave or not is a question mark."

After a few words of exclamation, another new problem came up. Now I know that the other party has set a trap in the sea area, but...

"So......"

"The problem is that the 'trap' set by the other party cannot be definitely eliminated..."

"Is it possible to get around it?"

"Impossible, the opponent only needs to arrange around the island, no matter which direction we land on the island, we will be recruited."

"What about in the air?"

"Where can I get a flying spiritual outfit that can carry everyone?"

"That......"

Proposals were rejected one after another, and slowly no new plans appeared. This team of about 50 people, which can be said to be composed of British elites, fell into dead silence for no reason.

Just when everyone was at a loss, an eagle cry interrupted everyone's thinking.

(Did you take away the opponent's 'familiar' just now and use it for yourself...)

Birdway began to analyze Sigurd's strength from the first time he saw Sigurd. After all, the title of "the strongest gold" is too resounding.

But until now, Birdway has not understood what level Sigurd's strength is.

(Although there are a lot of rumors, how much of them are credible can only be judged by yourself in the end.)

Birdway wouldn't easily believe those rumors, if she didn't confirm it with her own eyes, she wouldn't be happy to think about it.

After all, they are both "gold", if they acquiesce to Sigurd's "strongest" title, then don't they think they are inferior to him?

Birdway is only twelve now, and at such a grade, she is already the leader of a huge magic association that ranks among the best in magic, and her own magic literacy is also very high.

I rely on my own talent and the strength I have gained through hard work, so I am easily pushed down by a "strongest" one, Birdway will definitely not be easily convinced.

In fact, this time "Dawn Morning Light" came here to deal with the troubles caused by "Oak Sage (druid)". After all, they have recently started buying a large number of people, and they have broken the boundary between the magic side and the general world. If they are not stopped, Then there will be other magic associations to follow suit in the future.

At that time, the whole world will probably be in chaos, and the existence of magic will be placed in front of the public. At that time, further conflicts between "magic" and "science" will break out.

In order to avoid such a possibility, even if there is no other reason, Birdway will bring people to deal with these guys.

"What exactly are you researching? The priest of the 'Church of Necessary Evil', if it was you, you should be able to completely cancel the influence of the opponent's spell within a certain period of time, right?"

Freida and Andre were taken aback at the same time, and then returned to calm.

Although they were a little surprised how Sigurd, an "outsider", learned about the intelligence of the members of the Puritan sect, it would not be very strange to think about Sigurd's situation in the UK.

After all, as long as the mercenary nods his head, the nationality and other identification documents can be fully prepared within 10 minutes. It can be said that Britain has never given up on the plan of "joining" Razigrud.

"My spell can indeed offset the effect of the opponent's spell in a short period of time."

"Then it's okay? You will counteract the opponent's spell, and then everyone will log in together. Isn't it the easiest assault link after that?"

Although Sigurd himself could break through easily, but for some reason, the mercenary was unexpectedly honest today. Apart from capturing a few enemy members, he never made a move from the beginning to the end.

"Of course, but Mr. Sigurd, we refuse to offer help to Dawn. Simply put, they cannot travel with us."

"Oh, you thought..."

"Quiet."

Birdway just wanted to reply, but the word that was uttered immediately was pressed back abruptly.

With two simple words, Birdway obediently stood where she was, without speaking again.

Even Mark and other members of "Dawn Morning Light" felt weird.

Compared to standing obediently, it seems that it is more in line with Birdwig's personality to explode with spiritual outfits everywhere.

(It seems that it does make sense to drop one thing for one thing...)

Mark looked at Birdwig, who was furious but didn't dare to make trouble, and couldn't help but sigh that finally someone was able to make this troublesome little leader more honest.

Although it is undeniable that Birdway has extraordinary talent in the magic side, what cannot be ignored is that Birdway is indeed an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

No matter how calm they are, they will still lose their temper, and Mark and the others are not less worried about this.

Chapter 130: Landing and Bombing

Walking slowly in the underground of an ancient castle alone, Sigurd didn't feel any sense of urgency.

The surroundings were pitch black, but Sigurd didn't intend to use the magic lighting either.

"There is such a big temple underground, what are those guys trying to do?"

After entering here, everyone was separated, the Puritan side, the "morning light" side.

Then came Sigurd, who acted independently.

But after entering this building, Sigurd always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It has been almost 10 minutes since he acted alone, and Sigurd has been advancing straight.

For a moment, Sigurd stopped in his tracks.

"According to my speed, I should have walked out of this island by now."