581 Stepping Out of the Walls (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
”Young men should make more contributions so you will stand out in front of the higher-ups, giving you unlimited possibilities.” Yao Nan was different than the other Magicians. Even after setting his feet in the land full of undead, he was still able to smile calmly.
Mo Fan was the same, too. Even though he was against the idea of joining the war, it did not mean he would simply shit his pants once he was involved. The number of powerful demon beasts he had fought was not any lower than those encountered by an Advanced Magician.
But he was still not satisfied with the situation!
Society obeyed the rule of law. How could they simply ignore his rights?
Even if they wanted him to join the war, they could simply try and convince him nicely, or promise him some benefits, and he would be more than happy to join in. The situation was going to turn chaotic when the battle started. He was only filling in the numbers, since he could not make any difference in deciding the outcome. He had no trouble running if he could not win the fight. Magicians with the Shadow Element were able to move freely in the night, like a fish in water.
”The little guy on your shoulder seems more excited for the operation than you. Alright, Vice Captain, I'll leave these arrogant and obstinate Magicians to you. An Advanced Magician like me isn't the kind of brilliant leader that will try to save you when you're surrounded by a bunch of low-level undead. I'm only responsible for dealing with the Commander-level undead. Remember, if a Commander-level inflicts any damage to you, even if we win the battle in the end, I'll still perform a harakiri and apologize to you, but if I see you kids being lazy and not giving it your all...” hinted Yao Nan as he glanced at Mo Fan. The first half of his speech was uttered indifferently, but the second half was spoken in an icy and stern tone.
”Alright, don't try and scare me with that. Since I'm already here, unless the war is as good as lost, I won't run away.”
”What do you mean by as good as lost? Like you shitting your pants when you see a few Warrior-level undead?” Jiang Li's annoying voice appeared out of nowhere again.
”I will make the call myself,” said Mo Fan.
”I think you're just trying to find an excuse to be a deserter,” Jiang Li said disdainfully.
Mo Fan was lazy to argue about the bottom line of his morality with the brainless guy whose figure was glowing from the layer of pig fat on him. He took out a Fire Soul Seed Piece from his pocket and snapped it in half. He fed one half to the little Flame Belle on his shoulder that was close to humming songs in her good mood, and put the other half in his own mouth and munched it...
In the past, whenever he was deep in thought, he loved to munch on a stalk of green foxtail. His gloomy, dispirited, and indifferent character even made a beauty like Mu Ningxue fall for him, and she asked him to run away with her. People had long said that women were as difficult to deal with as wars, so Mo Fan thought he should act natural and unrestrained, just so no one would know that his heart was beating faster.
He had to say that undead were more terrifying than demon beasts!
Not only were they surrounded by darkness, the endless undead would also come out from the ground beneath them, leaving them with no sense of security. The further away they were from the walls, the more the Magicians began to panic. Mo Fan assumed that he had the strongest mind on the team apart from Yao Nan, hence if he was having such a reaction, the rest of the Magicians would feel their legs shivering and be on the verge of wetting their pants...
”Thirty-four, only fifteen more until forty-nine. The only good thing about joining this battle is providing me an opportunity to collect enough Soul Essences,” Mo Fan gave the Soul Seed Piece covered in his saliva, that he had been munching on like chewing gum until it had lost its flavor, to the little Flame Belle on his shoulder.
The little Flame Belle did not mind her father's disgusting act. She simply swallowed it as if it were pudding. The swaying flame erupting from her figure was a clear sign that her mood had further improved.
Suddenly, the little Flame Belle uttered a long, slightly piercing cry.
Mo Fan and the little Flame Belle were bound to one another through a contract signed with their souls, hence he could understand what little Flame Belle was trying to say. He frowned and glanced at the icy black land nearby alertly.
The place was covered in wilted grass. The temperature was lower, as it was now approaching winter. Even though there had yet to be a snowfall, the land around the Ancient Capital was pretty much barren.