Chapter 286: It's not that enemies don't get together

The Shining Gold Empire's response was swift, and almost on the same afternoon as Buckley's message, the Tour de France sent a high-ranking member with thirty official mages to the Shining Gold Empire's military camp in the Land of the Four Seasons. Buckley and Charlotte were also a little surprised that the empire would send so many mages, knowing that the average army of mages was only five people, and only the most elite troops could get the assistance of a ten-person mage group. And now the empire has actually sent thirty mages, led by a legendary mage, which is almost as high as the royal guard!

However, it also puts considerable pressure on Barkley and Charlotte, who are well aware of what that means. The battle of Passus represents the face of the Empire, and almost all forces are watching this small projectile land. If they can't take Passus, then there are also other areas of the battlefield that could be unpredictable.

"This is an order from His Majesty the Emperor, requiring you to take Passus at any cost."

The legendary mage who led the team was dressed in pitch black and inlaid with silver rims, and his face was gloomy and brought the emperor's majesty to the two of them. And in the face of a legendary mage, the two of them don't seem to have any good way other than a wry smile. Now they only hoped that these mages would be as powerful as they claimed, and that they would be able to solve the problems they were facing at the moment. Otherwise, I am afraid that this time they will be discredited, and they will be with Pastan, who has been swept into the garbage.

It's just that the legendary mage doesn't seem to be in a good mood, he always has a straight face. And he always speaks viciously, and seems to be very unhappy with them......... Did you offend this mage in any way?

If Jenn had seen the ashen-faced legendary mage here. Then he must have lamented how small the world could be -- and in fact, it was now in the Land of Four Seasons. The man in his noble robes, with a gloomy face as if someone owed him a million gold coins, was the same battle mage who had fought with Jenn, Elise, and Sofina to snatch the Staff of the Ring.

It's just that compared with the original spirit, his face is gray at this moment, and he looks like a serious illness that has not recovered for a long time, and the whole person is extremely gloomy, and he can almost see with the naked eye that he exudes a dark and cold aura.

"I've read your report."

He asked in a gloomy manner as he stared at the soldier in front of him.

"Magic traps that can be reused......... All right. For the sake of your stupid brains not being able to comprehend the mysteries of magic, I assume that what you say is true. While it's a big question of how such a consumable device can replenish its mana, it's not a problem for you at all, because you don't think they're a problem at all, and you don't even realize the problem? Well, just if you're telling the truth, aren't you going to go around them and look at something else? ”

"It's not like we haven't tried, Master Mage."

Listening to the other party's sarcastic and sarcastic words, Barkley's forehead suddenly became blue. But considering that he is still going to continue to fight with these gloomy, mean, unmentionable, pretending to be ghosts. He only uses unnatural forces to show that he is an idiot to work with, so he can only barely contain his deepest grievances. It's not surprising that warriors always look down on mages. He could destroy a city with a single movement of his mouth, but a warrior was sure to cut his throat before he could do so. Barkley looked at the mage again, looking as if he had been in some woman's bed for ten days and ten nights, so tired that he was about to shoot his soul. Resisting the urge in his mind to pull out his tongue and slice it into pieces, he continued.

"But this area is so long. To tell the truth, we even sent light cavalry in a circle along the entire territory of Passus............"

Barkley let out a long sigh and spread his hands helplessly. He has been in the army for so many years, and he has never seen such a frenzied defensive method. No matter where they are or how far they go, as soon as they step into the territory of Passus, they will be immediately attacked by magical traps. They've lost dozens of elite scouts, and Charlotte has no plans to send more to her death. Now that there were signs of unrest throughout the camp, he didn't want any more trouble.

"Ignorance."

After listening to Barkley's story, the mage snorted coldly and stood up.

"Let's not think you're dreaming, but I need to study and investigate carefully before I can draw a conclusion......... I'll send someone to see what's going on. ”

With that, the mage turned and left the tent, leaving Barkley and Charlotte to stare helplessly at his back. It wasn't until the mage was completely gone that Barkley snorted, then tossed aside the quill in his hand, which had been broken in two, and then looked at his lieutenant and complained.

"Look, Charlotte, that's why I don't like these mages. Stupid, arrogant, thinks he knows everything but in fact knows nothing. They think that everything has a reason to exist, and their task is to uncover the secrets of this world, and I want to see that most of the troubles in this world are caused by these damn mages! Look at him like this, if it weren't for the face of the emperor, I would have slashed it with a sword! ”

"Please be uneasy, General Buckley."

Faced with the complaints of her boss, Charlotte could only dissuade her with a wry smile helplessly.

"At least at this time, we still need the assistance of the mage, and without them, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to deal with these troubles at all."

"If it weren't for them, there wouldn't be this damn thing. Anyway, I think that guy looks uncomfortable, and just being around him makes me sick! ”

"Okay."

In response to Barkley's vicious complaints, Charlotte raised her hands and signaled that she did not intend to discuss the topic. Soon, though. He frowned and shrugged his shoulders.

"But it's weird......... I had met this archmage in the imperial capital before. He gave me the impression of being a straightforward, strict person. But now he looks like he's a different person..............."

"That must be your delusion."

For Charlotte's self-talk. Barkley scoffed.

"Mages are a bunch of weirdos, and I have no doubt that all mages are a bunch of crazy people, who knows what's going on in their heads."

Barkley snorted coldly at this.

"Now I just hope they can really help us with that pesky trouble............"

The archmage who walked out of the tent didn't know what Barkley was saying, but he didn't care. For him, the qiē in front of him was bad enough. After the loss of the Staff of the Ring, his prestige in the Tour de France Council has also plummeted, in fact, if it were not for the fact that the Association is now investigating who leaked the information about the transfer of the Staff of the Ring, I am afraid that his position as vice president would have been unkempt.

But even so. The situation of this archmage is not good at the moment. As a high-level member of the Tour de France, he certainly knows how acute the contradictions between the Tour de France and the royal family of the Shining Gold Empire are, although on the surface, there seems to be no major differences between the two sides in the eyes of the people, but he knows very well that the current Shining Gold Empire and the Tour de France are incompatible. The most fundamental contradiction between the two sides is the disaster caused by the first president's use of the Staff of the Ring Law, which was protected by the Shining Gold Empire at that time, so that the Tour de France Association survived the thunderous anger of the Templar Order and was not beaten into the cult organization of the "underworld forces". And after that. The royal family's attitude towards the Tour de France is also getting worse and worse, and they consider themselves to be the life-savers of the Tour de France, so they are very critical of these mages and call them like slaves. And the Mullaw of the Tour de France is also a Dharma. Mages are mostly proud, how could they tolerate such treatment?

While it is true that the royal family helped the Tour de France escape the catastrophe, the problem is that the first president was originally a member of your royal family. And it's His Royal Highness the Prince, to put it bluntly, you still have your own share. Now I want to get out of the basin with a button on the mage's head, where is it so easy!?

It is in this case. The contradictions between the two sides are deepening day by day, and now the royal family wants to completely intervene in and control the Ring Law Association, and the Tour Law Association wants to completely break away from the control of the royal family -- anyway, hundreds of years have passed since the incident, and now it is impossible for the Templar Order to make amends for them to be accused of a cult, so why should they continue to be slaves under the Shining Gold Empire?

It is also in this context that the Tour de France Association wants to secretly transfer the Staff of the Tour Law, after all, it is a relic of the Association and cannot be placed on the side of the royal family.

It's a pity that the matter ended up messing up, and until now, the Tour de France doesn't know which side the person who snatched the Staff of the Tour belongs to, and it doesn't look like the royal family, but it doesn't look like their enemy either. It was as if it had come out of nowhere, and since then, the Association's Prophecy Archmage has tried to lock the position of the staff more than once, but to no avail. This made the Tour de France very depressed, but there was nothing to be done.

In this case, he was sent by the Guild to participate in a senseless war, which already annoyed the noble archmage. He clenched his fists, and an angry killing intent went straight to his heart.

These bastards!! They are insulting their dignity as archmages!! Kill them, kill these ignorant mortals, let them know the power of magic! Make them tremble in front of themselves! By that time, see who else will despise his opinion!!

This angry thought even swept the archmage's head for a while, and when he raised his head, he only felt a bright red in front of him, and the wound in his abdomen seemed to have a tingling pain because of this, and a strange cold sensation emerged from it, and began to radiate in all directions...............

The next moment, the world that had been shrouded in blood returned to normal, and the archmage took a deep breath, frowned and pressed the wound in his abdomen -- after the Storm Giant was defeated by the mage-wearing mage, there was such a strange wound on his body, which did not seem to be serious, but it always made him feel very uncomfortable. Thinking of this, the archmage shook his head, then turned to look at the apprentice who had been following him in fear.

"Let's go and see if what those ignorant mortals say is true, and hope they won't be stupid enough to deceive me."

Otherwise, I'd have killed them. (To be continued......)