After a temporary separation from the wizard Roman, Shaoke returned to his residence. Although he met many mages along the way, there were no traces of mages in the small courtyard where he was. After asking the soldiers on duty outside, he realized that the mages here were still fighting against the enemy on the top of the city.

As soon as he returned to the hut, Shaoke suddenly lay on the bed and closed his eyes tiredly. Only here could he feel mentally safe. He gently rubbed his head, which was still swelling and painful. Today he felt that the headache caused by the rapid increase in mental power and magic power had been healed, and it was not as painful as before.

After taking enough auxiliary drugs again, Shaoko hurriedly meditated into the mental space.

The silver light flowing on the diamond array suspended in the center of the spiritual space was weaker, but occasionally some tiny silver lights scattered in the spiritual space. The extremely active mental power was also recovering towards the initial frequency. Shaoke then checked with the scattered silver lights and found that after the silver light melted onto the inner wall of the spiritual space, it did not expand it again, but slightly strengthened its barrier.

The black vortex formed by the medicinal effect rotates rapidly. After passing through these vortexes, the activity level of the mental power light spots decreased a little again. The silver light that collapsed around, as long as it fell into this vortex, it was soon twisted into the light spots, and then followed the mental power slowly wandering around, knowing that it would melt in quietly after touching the inner wall of the space.

The situation of the magic space is almost no different from that of the spiritual space. Shaoke felt it carefully and found that the entire magic space had expanded by almost twice the size than before. He estimated that the magic space is now similar to the magic space of other mages of the same level. Of course, except for those mages who specialize in magic space.

In order to relieve the headache, Shaoke had to concentrate on meditation. He stopped taking the medicine after the effect of the medicine was weakened, and the spatial oscillation caused by continuous large-scale medication was soon calmed down by the silver light.

The continuous meditation made Shaoke feel that the silver light exploded on the diamond array at a slower and slower speed, which made him feel very hesitant. He didn't know whether to continue to let the silver light explode or rely on meditation to calm its explosion.

However, after stopping meditation and observing for a while, I found that the silver light exploded slowly and the light scattered was less. After seeing this result, Shaoke resumed meditation again because while he was meditating, although the explosion speed slowed down, the light scattered was more scattered. In contrast, he was more willing to end the severe pain as soon as possible.

The meditation did not continue. After the soldiers outside brought enough food at noon, Shaoke knew in the soldier's strange eyes that he had not cleaned the stains of his escape for several days.

When he hurriedly ate lunch to take a shower, he realized that his body looked a little thinner from the outside, but based on his experience of running away over the past few days, Shaoko did not feel that his physical condition had declined much.

Frowning and thinking about it for a while in the bath, Shaoke finally decided not to care about this. Although his body looked thinner, his physical condition was really deteriorating. So he comforted himself and said, "Just think it's better to lose weight."

When Shaoke was meditating in the afternoon, he heard the knock on the door outside. When Shaoke was receiving guests, he realized that the visitor was actually Master Roland.

"Master Xueye, it's really you. When the soldier said that, I couldn't believe it! Master Xueye, are you okay?" As soon as he entered the door, Master Roland looked at his former companion carefully. He found that the other party looked even thinner, with a burnt face and a very ugly face.

"Can you tell me what's going on? You look in a very bad condition now." Master Roland hesitated and asked his most concerned question directly, because he knew what a mage's excessive physical decline represents.

Shaoke smiled movedly. Although he knew that his body had lost a lot of weight on the outside because of the significant energy consumption in the past few days, he essentially maintained his previous physique. Moreover, he felt that after the crazy escape these days, his physique was still better than before he was promoted. "It's okay, it's just that I haven't had a good rest and good food during this period."

Master Roland opened his mouth and finally decided not to ask his companions about this. After all, he knew that Shaoke intended to avoid this problem. Therefore, he quickly changed the topic and asked about Shaoke's execution of the mission.

Looking at the mage Roland's somewhat calcified expression, Shaoke knew that the battle on the city wall is quite fierce now, otherwise they would not be very tired of range attack mages. Unless they were like single mages, they would always spend all day casting and recovery consumption, and this situation would only occur after a long time.

When Shaoke briefly told Master Roland about the situation he encountered during this mission, Master Roland was truly relieved, "It's good to come back. These days I have always heard them say how many mages who performed the mission outside have died. I am always worried about you. Fortunately, you are finally back. This is the best news I have heard during this period."

Master Roland took the initiative to open the small wine barrel sent by the soldiers at noon, and found two goblets to pour it slowly. "Master Xueye, come back for your safety and toast for your health." After saying that, he drank some red wine with excitement.

After the two of them gave each other a toast, they talked more about each other. Sometimes Shaoko asked Master Roland some questions, and sometimes Master Roland asked Master Shaoko a question. Before they knew it, a small bucket of high-quality red wine was poured out by the two.

"Master Roland, what's going on with these mages in the city? They are all affiliated with the military headquarters? I've never heard of them before!" Shaoke suddenly changed the topic and asked a large number of new mages. He wanted to know where these mages came from.

"There are all that." Master Roland shook the wine glass in his hand, looking at the last little red wine, and the soldier sent too little. "But the most are the mages of the military mage group. Secondly, there are a small number of wandering mages." Master Roland said, suddenly lowered his voice and said to Shaoke: "Most of these new mages, especially those third-level mages, don't know where they came from. I asked a third-level mage who came here from the Blue Feather Legion, but the mage told me that I was qualified to know after becoming a third-level mage. But I know that even if I succeeded in being a third-level mage, if I don't ask, I still don't know anything."

"Haha!" After hearing Master Roland's complaint, Shaoke whispered, "Yes! Even if we become third-level mages, if we don't take the initiative to ask, I think they will not tell us some things on their own."

"What's more, can't we wait until that time!" Master Roland took Shaoko's words and said the thoughts buried in his heart sadly. "I hope I can wait until that day!"

After hearing the negative words of Master Roland, Shaoke stood up suddenly, "Master Roland, you have to believe that we can successfully be promoted to third-level mages is just a matter of time. If you don't even have the confidence to be promoted, why should you struggle on this battlefield?" After saying that, Shaoke stared at Master Roland tightly. He did not want his few companions here to lose confidence, as it would be easy to have unexpected situations on the battlefield.

"But Master Xue Ye, the mages who stood at the back only suffered casualties when those giant stone catapults appeared, but this time they were different." Master Roland said, and a fearful expression appeared on his face. "For a while, the entire city was full of first-level warriors killing each other, and those first-level warriors fought for a whole day and a night. Many mages died in that battle."

Roland drank the last bit of wine suddenly, gasped and continued: "The flying javelin is as smooth as the mage. The giant axe that was slamming on his body is not much weaker than the huge rock."

Shaoko stared at Master Roland's eyes tightly. He didn't know what the situation they were left in the fortress were fighting against the enemy on the top of the city, and made the companions in front of him look frightened.

"Have you tried running all day and night? Have you ever tried to worry about being locked by the divine archer in battle? Have you tried those lurkers quietly waiting for the opportunity to hunt on your way to escape?" Shaoko said so much to Master Roland in one breath, just hoped that he could be excited and not be depressed by the death of his companions. After all, this is a battlefield, not a charity such as orphanages in his previous life.

"This is the battlefield. At that time, the team of Romama and I had more than 20 people. So far, only I and Romamama have returned." Shaoke looked at Master Roland and continued, "Even though dozens of mages joined our team when we escaped later, many of them, including two third-level mages, died in the end. Will I never go to the battlefield again for this reason? We are now a military mage."

After Master Roland waited for Shaoko to finish his words, he turned his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm just complaining. I'm just complaining."

The two of them suddenly became silent. Shaoke returned to his original position, slowly turning his staff, and began to think of things randomly in his mind.

"I have your letters there, which were sent by the soldiers shortly after you left. I brought them to you, and they were sent by the imperial capital." Master Roland suddenly broke the silence, and then went to pick up the letters for him in Shaoko's thanks.

Soon Master Roland came back. Not only did he bring a letter, but he also carried a black robe in his hand. "Master Snow Night, this is a new robe issued to you by the military headquarters. Can you try it appropriate? The soldier who gave the robe is still outside! We can ask him to change it at any time." As he said that, he put down the things and waited outside.
Chapter completed!