Chapter 270: Fighting for fame and fortune

Caesar's magic was taught by Marton, and the two of them understood each other's methods. However, if the magistrate was allowed to cast it as enough, it could destroy a city. Of course, Marton... The purpose of the magistrate Sachtonma was just to show its power.

This is a super wind and fire-type forbidden spell. This forbidden spell has no name, it all comes from the magician himself, and different magicians have different understandings of the same magician.

Marton calls it - Thundercloud Storm!

The main body of the city was instantly shrouded under the pressure of the forbidden spell. This was the real forbidden spell. Caesar was also a little amazed. Compared with this, his real pediatrics, indiscriminately destructive killing, and human awe of the magicians came from this.

"National Master, it's OK. Let the magician stop, otherwise the royal city will be gone." Although the king wanted to see the real lethality, he could not joke about his royal city.

Anyone who knows a little bit of magic knows that such magic will definitely be devastating once it is formed. This is also the capital of the Ottoman Empire's arrogant capital. They have magicians, and any fortress is useless in front of them. In addition, it is difficult for the Powerful Knights to fail.

Not only that, the Ottoman Empire's archer legion was also the strongest, because they had the largest archer on the mainland. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Shenyue War that consumed their national strength and ethnic minority rebellion, maybe the Ottoman Empire had already unified most of the continent, and they were the most fiercely blocking the sea tribe at the time.

The trauma caused by war to the Ottoman Empire, but the war also tempered their warriors. Once they recovered, the Ottoman Empire would be a bloodthirsty lion that was staggering, and Cagliari must sink to strengthen himself as soon as possible, the Dragon Knights, and the Iron Armored Warships.

It looks extremely glorious, but no one knows what the results will be in actual combat.

Now they have one more magician and a sword saint, which is enough for the Ottoman Empire to be afraid of.

Marton naturally could not put this forbidden spell in the city, or it might be reversed. If he could even reverse this forbidden spell, he would have become an unprecedented great magician, but this did not affect the casting of magic.

The two elements quickly gather and merge together. A large thunderstorm ball is formed. The power contained in the seemingly peaceful thunderstorm can be imagined. If this thing falls on the ground, the royal city will collapse at least halfway.

Why is the magician called a magician? It can be reflected at this time. Marton can still be more than enough to control such a forbidden spell. The huge thunderstorm was rising higher and higher, and suddenly accelerated and flew to the sky at a high altitude.

Marton gave Caesar a look, and Caesar understood. The reason why he dared to use such magic was because Caesar was on the side. Otherwise, no one could detonate such magic. Only explosions at high altitudes would be the safest.

Detonating such magic to Caesar is simple, but countless water elements begin to concentrate, compressing twice as much.

Because the fire element is concentrated, although the water element here is not as rich as the sea, it is very easy to drive. A huge compressed water ball, shot into the air, and quickly caught up with the thunder clouds and storm.

People suddenly felt a little hot, had difficulty breathing, and felt like they were drowning. Immediately afterwards, a brilliant red color appeared in the sky, and the sky was dyed red, making it a wonder.

Because the distance was high enough, there was no impact on the ground, but there was still a heavy rain in the royal city that lasted for several hours.

Caesar and Marton slowly fell from the air. Both of them tried their best, but it was a big shock for others.

King Alexander took his ministers down to the hall to greet him. If he had respected his reputation at the beginning, he would have come from the heart. Such an expert would not be very fond of fame and fortune, but he cared very much about love.

Prince Marty and the national teacher must have helped them so that they can gain their trust. It is not easy. Such masters are the most trustworthy. Of course, what people like the most is red tape and hate others' airs the most. Alexander naturally would not make such mistakes.

"Magic Sachtonma, Caesar Sword Saint, we really open our eyes. It is a great blessing for me to come to Cagliari. Come, please, please!"

Now we can undoubtedly determine the strength of the two people, and in this way, the strength of the two factions is balanced, so it is easy for him to manage.

"Your Majesty is too good. Mr. Caesar is a miracle in the Mayan land. Such achievements can be recorded in history at such an age." Sachtonma said.

"Mr. Sachtonma, you are polite. Some time ago, Maxi Maxi was talking to me that there are fewer and fewer geniuses in the magic world. I don't think so, Mr. Sachtonma must be a young mage."

Marton is no longer young, but for the profession of magician, he is considered young and strong.

When they heard the two of them talking, no one else had any room to interrupt. They all had legendary existences, such as magicians and sword saints.

The king was so happy today that he ended the court meeting early and feasted the ministers. Caesar and Marton were undoubtedly the protagonists, but the seats were also divided according to factions, each sitting on their own, and each holding their own.

Prince Marty even took a fancy to Caesar. He had no way back now. He never expected that the national teacher, the butt-selling guy, could actually make a magician to fight him. Caesar is now an important bargaining chip in his hands. If the king really promised this guy to form a legion of palace magicians, the military power would further lean towards the national teacher. This is not what he wanted to see. This bastard could actually instruct the army to attack him, which shows how powerful it has expanded over the years.

On the other hand, officials from the Cagliari News Agency are busy promoting the new swordsman Caesar and the Sachtonma Magister. Of course, Anumenon is indispensable. This will be Cagliari's deterrence iron triangle. Coupled with the vision that appeared during the day, the residents of the royal city suddenly realized that rumors about Caesar were confirmed some time ago. Of course, the appearance of the Magister made Cagliari feel like a festival.

There is no way, the wizard's reputation is too great, and it has to be admitted that even the Dragon Knight cannot be compared with it in this regard. On the other hand, the news that Rijkald, the nephew of the national master, has also been promoted. Cagliari will not take long to have an additional Dragon Knight.

At the same time, spies from various countries from mainland China quickly passed the news, and Cagliari's reputation suddenly increased. He rose to a point parallel to the Ottoman Empire, and Cagliari finally had a stronger trump card after being suppressed for so many years.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it was my mistake."

The man in black knelt down on the ground and lowered his head deeply. His mission was intelligence and destruction. Unexpectedly, not only did he fail, but he also gave Cagliari a swordsman and a magician. This was definitely a big failure.

There was no joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on the Ottoman Prince's face, and he didn't even look at the person below. "Anyone makes mistakes will have to pay the price. For the sake of you and me for so many years, he is giving you a chance, but the punishment is still needed."

The man in black nodded immediately, broke his left hand silently with a punch, and pulled it down. He didn't make any sound.

Ottoman nodded, "Go and kill that poison dragon, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"Yes, Your Highness, the villain is willing to accept more severe tasks!" The man in black obviously meant to assassinate one of the magicians or sword saints.

Ottoman smiled indifferently: "Although I don't like people who make mistakes, I am not a sage, and I will not do anything that will kill you for nothing."

"Your Highness, the life of a villain is for you to give the land. You have made such a major mistake. You deserve to die!"

"Do as I said, there is no good news at all. It seems that the old man in Alexander is really old. If I were him, how could he show off such a secret weapon? It's so stupid. When a person is old, he will be timid.

It seems that his goal is to maintain the current situation. When a leader loses his spirit, what else can this country do? Hahaha.”

The Ottoman prince's eyes were full of ambition and murderous intent. The world always belongs to young people. No matter how good the tool is, it can only be effective in the hands of the landlord. This will make the Cagliari people live in a virtual security.

It seems that it is necessary to show weakness. Make them happier.

A series of plans formed in my mind, and sometimes Ottoman himself felt that he was too smart.

He is so genius, everything is under control, success is only a matter of time. He is lonely and such a wonderful game, it is really a waste of talent to play only him.

Caesar's popularity on campus is really outrageous. Everyone knows that the youngest Sword Saint in history is actually a magic master. Although magic and fighting spirit are not in conflict with each other, they are not bothered by geniuses, and they can't develop in both directions. They can do nothing in everything. However, Caesar, who has become a master of the Holy Land at such an age, naturally cannot be said to be a failure. However, it is really surprising that he can practice magic while practicing fighting spirit. Generally speaking, even if he is a dual cultivation, he may just put a small fireball or something. For them, it is purely a fun-to-play interest, and sometimes it can bring some convenience to life, such as not having to bring flints, but Caesar's Sword Saint has revealed his excellent compression magic, which can only be used at the level of a great magician.

According to this reasoning, the Sword Saint increased the magician... the genius is probably not enough to describe this terrible young man, he can be regarded as a monster.

However, the worship of the strong is the same for both the sea clan and humans. In this regard, humans are even more crazy. Sometimes they even care about the reasons or whether they are useful or not. As long as they are strong, they are always good.

So the teachers of the Magic Academy began to ask Caesar to give a lecture. If it was a bit troublesome to use warrior skills, then the theory of magic would not be difficult for Caesar. It definitely originated from the orthodox magician theory, and of course he had to add his own understanding.

Caesar knew that he and Zhebe would not have been in the academy for too long. After that court meeting, their appointment issues had been put on the agenda. Generally speaking, experts like them would not like to have a vulgar position. It was outrageous to recruit disciples like Anumenon, so their willingness to serve in Cagliari was definitely a great joy for the king.

I heard that the Sachtonma Magister was repaying this way because he received the great favor from the national master. The Sword Saint of Caesar liked Cagliari very much, and of course he also liked the people and things around him very much. With Prince Marty's sincere invitation, he agreed, and he better understood Caesar's decision. After all, he was a young man. He was too young, how could a young man not have a strong heart? Of course, he must have enough position.

His Majesty the King has agreed to establish a magician army directly under the Sachtonma Magister. The Finance Department will fully support the establishment of the Magic Group. As long as the requirements are required by the Sachtonma Magister, the Magic Group will be completed unconditionally. As for the candidates, the Magic Group will decide by themselves. They can be drawn from any department or school. The Sachtonma Magister must become another magical threat in the Mayan continent.

Although the king was old, he still had a tit-for-tat attitude with the Ottoman Empire, but it was largely intended to leave a mark in history and become a great king. Although it was formal, it provided excellent opportunities for some people.

There is no doubt that this is the absolute advantage of the national sect. The only thing left is the leader of the Dragon Knights. There is no doubt that Prince Marty recommended Caesar's Sword Saint, and it is more than enough to take on this position with Caesar's strength. However, on the one hand, the national sword has different proposals. His nephew Rijkald already has a dragon and becomes the first dragon knight in Cagliari, and should become the leader of the Dragon Knights. Moreover, the dragon also has a certain leadership role in Socrates' Iron-Ear Dragon and can fully exert the power of the Dragon Knights. As for the Sword Saint, he should be the leader of a legion, so that he can be in line with the identity of the Sword Saint.

Of course, Prince Marty's opposition from head to toe was simply fart. The leader of the Dragon Knights would rule a legion sooner or later. The purpose of the national teacher was obviously to undermine Caesar. Of course, it was impossible. Both sides had to argue over the world. As a result, there was no conclusion. Prince Marty also had a headache. He never expected that Rijkaard would get a damn dragon at this critical moment.

Although Rijkald is not as strong as Caesar, he is the number one master in Eiffel Academy and a top student in the Tactics Academy. He is still very popular in the court. After all, the Dragon Knights are not just individuals in combat, but on the other hand, the leader of the Dragon Knights must have enough strength, otherwise it would be bad if the two armies were killed in battle. On the one hand, the national teacher believes that Rijkald is now very strong, and he is young enough, and it is very appropriate to be competent for the position of commander of the Dragon Knights. On the other hand, the damn witch is also blowing in the king's ear, which makes the king himself unable to make up his mind.
Chapter completed!