Chapter 950 (2/2)
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”Boom --!!”
As night falls, the golden red ”pillar of light” is still bombarding the walls of eboden; The golden red sparks burst in the sky against a flashing gray blue barrier.
The mercenaries on the wall huddled behind the piers, yawning or chatting with each other, waiting for a warm dinner; After the panic of the first day and the anxiety of the next few days, no one takes this ”pillar of light” seriously.
Unless the enemy bombards intensively or breaks through the chain of blockade of the port, the only function of these flying ”pillars of light” is to let the soldiers on the city wall watch the fireworks show and pass the time.
Compared with the leisure on the city wall, the nine pointed star wizard tower is busy at this time.
The open garden and teachers' hall have become infirmaries and wards; All herbalists, pharmacists, alchemists and their apprentices run back and forth like a group of ants on a hot pot, and even set up a test-bed directly in front of the hospital bed to boil medicine.
Treat the wounded, boil potions, maintain the ice barrier, make kindling agents and various used alchemy products, measure the wind direction and weather, and help engineers repair the damaged walls and fortifications
Even in the cities with the highest proportion of wizards in the Empire, eboden's wizards, even with apprentices, are short of money in the face of the needs of an army and a city.
Walking through the garden full of wounded people, the dark haired wizard with some complicated mood walked to Lucian's ward.
During the day's battle, Lucian ”disobeyed” his orders and did not retreat with the urban defense army in time. Instead, he chose to stay to contain the chief Eugen of the ”Four Courts”; As a result, he was surrounded by the army left behind by the enemy. Fortunately, the urban defense army responded in time and rescued him during the counter attack.
Before I entered the door, I could hear the quarrel between grey pupil and Isaac.
”Isaac, I'm all right. How many times do you want me to repeat it?”
”You're all right, fart! Two arms are severely frostbitten, three ribs are broken, and tendons are broken everywhere... I also tell you that it's all right. You're not going to have anything again!”
”But I'm fine now, all recovered!”
”Yes, but your void reaction is seriously high, far beyond the normal threshold - I'm not surprised that you have become a goblin with tentacles on your face!”
”I...”
”What are you? If you go on like this, the spiritual palace will be completely eroded. Do you know?! do you really want to become a rotten meat monster that will continue to grow and have no reason?!”
Isaac, who was almost mad, turned his eyes and looked at the black haired wizard who had just walked in: ”ah, Loren, you're just in time. Get ready to welcome our new posture of luthan children - a lump of rotten meat full of dung pit smell and pus everywhere!”
The grey pupil boy on the hospital bed saw Lauren's eyes and scratched his head with embarrassment.
In the stalemate atmosphere, Loren could only change the topic: ”how about the Wizards of the wizard tower?”
”What's the matter? Anyway, it didn't surprise me - except corona and the other two old men, the others were just like that.” Isaac shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless:
”The only surprise is that I found more information about Azores. A small part is about the way of samurai. It's very interesting...”
”Like?” Lauren frowned.
”There is a document about a negotiation between an ocean fleet and the Azores in the sixth generation. It's a long time ago.” Isaac curled his lips:
”The 'way of samurai' mentioned in that document... Is called the way of practice of the Azores. It is the only way for a samurai to sharpen his state of mind and shape his morality.”
”Sharpen your mind and shape your character... That is to say, at least at that time, the so-called 'Samurai way' should be very different from today's gadgets mixed with strange abilities!”
Loren began to realize something: ”you mean...”
”You said that the elves invaded the Empire for the sake of 'life and death'... But at least there was no sign of 'life and death' in the literature at that time.” Isaac blew the tip of his forehead proudly:
”In other words, whether it leads to the danger of life and death for the elves, or this' deformed 'Samurai way at present... It only happened after the sixth generation.”
”Otherwise, why did the royal family and church, which were so 'concerned' about wizards at that time, pay no attention to the power of emptiness mastered by the elves on the other side of the misty sea?”
”Is it because these problems did not exist at that time?”
Following Isaac's thought, Loren's expression fell into deep thought.
The expression of a arrogant maniac doesn't matter: ”in short, this may be a very important clue. I'll continue to dig along this line. Maybe I'll find other secrets... Give it to me.”
”You, Loren Turin, you're responsible for watching this bastard who wants to become a piece of rotten meat - anyway, I've told him what the consequences are. If he still thinks so, I'll ask you!”
”Remember, Lauren, I don't have many friends.” he snorted angrily, and Isaac walked out of the ward a little depressed:
”And I don't want to lose any!”
With that, the handsome Isaac walked out of the door, leaving his back open.
Lauren turned his head and looked at the gray pupil boy who had been dodging his eyes.
”Lord Loren, I...”
”I know what you want to say, Lucian.” the black haired wizard sighed and looked at him silently. ”But you should have heard Isaac just now.”
”Don't be bewitched by Asriel. He is using you to make you a slave of power; don't let yourself fall into the same fate as fascists and chakar... This is my only request for you.”
Lucian was silent, clenched his lower lip and lowered his head.
Of course he knew what would happen, and he had seen with his own eyes what Francis and chakar had become.
But if you don't use this power, how can you keep up with Lord Loren?
How can I protect him and become a sword in his hand?
Especially after knowing that his enemy is so terrible... Do you want to watch Lauren face it, but you can't do anything?
I need strength... Gently stroking the rune on the back of my neck, Lucian's head lowered deeper.
More power.