Chapter 73 Legends are all lies (2/2)

Shaar took a deep breath and leaned against the horse. Reminding himself of every details of that arrow, he said with a lowered voice:”You also have seen that dragon! The toughness of that Dragonscale should be known to you, but that guy with that sneak attack unexpectedly pierced through the scale! The most irritating thing was, I didn’t even see the arrow! I need someone to explain to me how that is possible, was it magic?”

Tatara blinked both his eyes and thought for a short moment, and only when Shaar showed an impatient expression, the magician quickly searched his brain for some knowledge of this aspect.

Yes, honored master, according to your story, I think that bastard who used a sneak attack on you was perhaps a high-ranked warrior. I’ve heard that once a warrior managed to step into the high-rank, he could condense a mass into an entity to cause damage. This is not a legend, but reality since I personally witnessed such a master in Osgiliath……however, to materialize the battle qi, the warrior has at least to step into the eighth-level of the high-rank. However ……”

“What?” Shaar frowned.

The magician swallowed and his complexion became somewhat ugly: “However, even an eighth-level warrior, who could materialize their ki and use it to attack, has a distance limitation. I saw high-ranked warriors dueling in Osgiliath and their materialized their ki to form a pure sword out of their ki. However, once it left their hand, for example like throwing or using it as a long-distance attack, they could only use it up to ten steps away, or else it would dissipate……”

Shaar touched his chin and while his complexion did not change much, a strange light flashed in his eyes: “Ten steps……You mean that arrow was actually not a real arrow, but rather condensed battle ki? However that shot came from a place that was definitely from a distance that was more than only ten steps ……Could it be that that guy, who shot that arrow, was even stronger?”

Tatara’s face suddenly showed a rarely seen serious expression as he shook his head while saying:”Not necessarily, after all, the master warriors normally excelled at close combat. Let alone eighth-level warriors, even if they were ninth-level warriors, they would have great difficulties to materialize the ki so that it could injure somebody dozens of meters away – maybe he could do it, since I have never seen a ninth-level warrior yet. However, thinking about it, even if a ninth-level warrior could harm someone from dozens of meters away, his battle ki control would inevitably weaken and the ki would dissipate after dozens of meters. With a weakened battle ki, it would be impossible to pierce the Dragonscale.”

The magician thought for a while and said in a low voice: “On the continent, perhaps only those warriors from the legend, who reached the saint-level and could be compared to an army of tens of thousands, could achieve it.”

“Saint-level?”This hillbilly obviously lacked knowledge in this kind of aspect: “That bastard who used a sneak attack was at the Saint-level?”

Tatara had some disdain in his heart: If it really was a Saint-level warrior, killing you would be like killing a chicken. Why would he need a sneak attack to do so? However, Tatara did not dare to say those words to his face. The expression on his face was getting more and more respectful: “There are only a handful of Saint-level masters on the continent and thinking about it, that bastard you met could not be a Saint-level. Moreover, each person who reached the Saint-level were extremely proud people, probably, uh, ……Probably ……”

“They would probably not do such a cowardly thing.” Shaar laughed and patted the shoulder of Tatara: “If you have something to say, say it with no fear.”

Then he frowned: “According to what you said, how would you explain that attack of that guy?”

“This ……” Tatara hurriedly explain: “What I talked about was a strong warrior. Since all warriors excel at close combat, they could not have shot an arrow from dozens of meters away and still be able to pierce through a Dragonscale. It seems as if that guy, who used a sneak attack, was not a pure warrior. After all the consideration, I think he was mostly is a master of magic.”

“The difference between a magician and a warrior is, magicians mostly excel at long-distance combat. Using a condensed battle ki to produce an arrow that flies for a dozen of meters is regarded as very difficult for a warrior. However, for a magician, it could be achieved with magic. Yes, according to you story and the injury that you received, which had a strange freezing effect, I can affirm that the opposite party was a magician. This attack had an additional ice effect, which was obviously a magic attribute.”

“But ……for a magician to be able to pierce through my Dragonscale from dozens of meters away, wouldn’t it mean that magicians are a lot stronger than warriors?”

Tatara wanted to nod out of reflex, since with his status, he was always proud of magicians. In his mind, it was natural to consider that magicians were far stronger than warriors – at least from their noble status and point of view.

However, just when he was about to nod, he suddenly saw that this hillbilly had a faint smile on his face and the magician’s mind immediately changed: This master was a pure warrior! If he dared to say such a thing, wouldn’t it mean that the squire was above the master? If he really dared to say that, he only feared that he would suffer from it.

Tatara quickly shook his head. Thinking for a moment, he forced a smile and said: “That, I didn’t mean it that way. Your Dragonscale’s defense capability was perhaps relatively simple. Although it is very tough, it might only be the physical defense that is very strong and a sword wouldn’t able to pierce it. However, it probably only had average defence against magic. With a living dragon, the Dragonscale were naturally supplemented with magic resistance. A Dragonscale that was peeled off could only maintain the hardness itself, but doesn’t have the magic resistance. After all, you are not a dragon ……Perhaps ordinary battle ki would not be able to cut through your Dragonscale, but it’s very possible that a medium-ranked magician could directly penetrate it, since it doesn’t have a lot of magic defense capabilities right now.”

“In other words, you think that the guy who injured we was an Odin magician?” Shaar touched his chin.

“Uh……the magicians in Odin Empire, were called gothi……” Tatara sigh.

Thinking for a moment, Shaar took another look at Tatara again, but this time in a more amicable way.

(Yes, It seems as if this fellow is good for something. At least he wasn’t a rice-wasting, useless fellow.)

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On the afternoon of the seventh day, they finally returned to the camp north of Primal Wildfire Town. However, the men of this camp were mostly gone and there were only some auxiliary soldiers protecting guard camp and logistical convoys left behind.

The main force of the 13th Army set out heading north four days ago, which also included the 13th Cavalry Army’s second legion with the highest battle efficiency – this was a unit with 2000 heavy armored cavalry!

Of course, there was another important personage that remained behind in this big camp – that was the special observer envoy who came from Osgiliath, the handsome knight Bonfret.

It was said that his special observer envoy suddenly received an acute disease a day prior to when the main force marched north. Naturally, he remained to hold the post and take care of the remaining work here.

However, it was said that on the second day the army set out north, this Sir Knight suddenly bursted with energy and led his bodyguards, who he brought from the Royal Capital, to go hunting in the surroundings……

Of course, these matters had temporarily little to do with Shaar. After he returned to the camp, the only thing in his peaceful mind was training. The frontline, which was hundreds of miles away from here, made it seem that the war was very far away from this hillbilly……

The bald man didn’t come back, so Shaar lived alone in his tent. After experiencing a life and death struggle, this hillbilly started to rack his brain.

The first problem that needed to solve in his mind was, that powerful “crimson rage ki”!

No matter what, the two times he accidentally unleashed the crimson rage ki showed such an amazing power that it deeply shocked Shaar’s mind! With such a strong unique skill, if he could gain full control if it, then his own strength……

Next time he met that magician who did that sneak attack, he would cut that bastard in two!

Sitting alone in the tent, Shaar took the crystal and was lost in his thoughts……

It had to be said that this hillbilly was not stupid, although he didn’t know the correct way of using this magical crystal; at least, he …… listened to many stories.

The tavern of Primal Wildfire Town was often visited by travellers and some minstrel-like fellows.These guys didn’t seem to have any skill, but would always tell other people luxuriant legends to deceive them and get some liquor to drink with this.

In those stories, those legendary heroes would unintentionally obtain some strange treasures, like magical artifacts, equipment, heavenly swords, magic gems, and so on.

Even if you haven’t eaten pork, did you never see a pig running around?

At least, those legendary heroes in those stories gave Shaar some valuable references.

Staring intensive that this grayish stone, Shaar finally got an idea after half a day……

Could it be……I have to eat this thing?

Fuck! Maybe I am unable to digest it or I’ll choke to death?

After pinching this stone for half a day, Shaar finally gave up on this extremely dangerous idea.

“Uh……maybe I should drop my blood on it?” Shaar pierced a hole on his finger without hesitation and let his blood drop one the stone ……

A moment later…..

A little more time passed by……

Then another little while passed by again……

Shaar angrily wrapped up his finger……

(Fuck, all the legends are lies!! If this goes on, this uncle will first die from excessive loss of blood!!)

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Staring at this stone until his eyes started to hurt; he suddenly drew his fire pitchfork.

(There is no other way, lets open it and have a look?)

Exactly at that time, suddenly a dry, emotionless voice appeared in his mind.

“Idiot!”