Why did you become like this? All this does not match my memory." Cape.

"A wrong combat mission." The vulgar officer laughed in a low voice, and blood fell from his face again, but with a layer of light golden light, the wounds quickly merged, but with the movement of the master's facial muscles, the muscles that had lost their skin protection cracked again.

"Some high-level priests surrounded us, and the so-called jihadists joined the battle." The despicable officer said here, pausing for a moment. "In that battle, the commander of the Legion was seriously injured. If I had not led the Blizzard warriors to intercept it, the commander of the Legion would not have appeared in today's meeting."

"The Blizzard warriors affiliated to the 33rd Regiment are all dead, and only I, the commander, survived." After saying that, he sighed in a low voice. "I just want to know why the military headquarters has made such mistakes. If it weren't for this continuous mistake, our progress would be very smooth, and perhaps it would speed up the end of the war!" As he said this, the despicable officer laughed again.

"You're experiencing too much blood." Shaoke calmly took out some medicines arranged by the military, hoping that it would be helpful to him. But the other party refused.

"This has no effect. The attack of a ninth-level priest is so easy to drive away." When he said this, the despicable officer suddenly fell on Shaoke's face. "Only when I learned about your irritability in the tavern, I have never felt it at other times and places. Could it be that I didn't know how unfamiliar it was because I didn't fight with you for a long time?"

After returning to his original position, he did not wait for Shaoko's answer. "Are you interested in accepting the Blizzard Warrior? The first Blizzard Warrior commander is the mage. I believe that the bastards from other legions will die of surprise." As he said that, he seemed to remember something and smiled loudly.

"Especially the bad old man from the Wild Legion, I think he would definitely doubt his judgment at that time."

"I'm not interested in being the team of vanished soldiers." Shaoko looked at the other party calmly, "I think you are still suitable for this position. If you were in that situation, I would definitely escape first and would not stay to intercept those pursuers at all."

"I used to be the same as you." The vulgar officer pulled out the light blue knife and waved it gently. "But in that case, turning around and running away will only die faster. Hehe! We were hunting a ninth-level priest at that time!" As he said that, he let out another neurotic laugh.

"Hundreds of Blizzard warriors are here to replace a ninth-level priest?" Shaoke looked at the vulgar officer in front of him in surprise. He didn't believe that most of the soldiers who were sixth-level existences could hunt a ninth-level existence.

"Three eighth-level warriors, plus me, the great commander of the earth." The officer quickly gave his own answer. "In that case, he cannot escape at all. You can only kill. Kill all the existences that do not belong to your companions in front of you. Don't care about the differences in the ranks. Look at your opponent with a pity. Because he will cut off his head by your own hands and hand it over to the undead mages to make a staff." At this point, the despicable officer laughed wildly again. The light golden light on his face kept flashing to heal his wounds.

"If possible, you should go back and take some blood-supplementing medicine." Shaoke pointed to the blood on the officer's body. He stood up and planned to leave here.

"I haven't said this for a long time. It's very comfortable. Can you tell me?" The despicable officer also stood up and stared at Shaoke tightly. A hopeful look appeared in his only eye. This situation forced Shaoke to agree. Of course, this result was that the despicable officer kept talking to Shaoke for no reason all night. Moreover, the despicable officer had to stop talking after losing too much blood and turned to the camp where the doctors were. He wanted to supplement some medicine. The mage said nothing wrong.

After returning to the room in the early morning, Master Roman and Master Iser were both curled up on his bed. Two soft and white bodies were entangled with each other. When Shaoko was about to cover them with a quilt, the two mages quickly woke up.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Master Roman looked at Shaoke helplessly. She found that the mage's gaze was still on Master Iser's chest for a longer time. Of course, she did not count the attraction emitted by the slender blue marks on Master Iser's white and tender breasts.

"The orders of several legion commanders, if anyone leaks this news, the one awaits them will die." Shaoko handed the clothes thrown on the ground to the two women. "Don't ask about such things, because everything will be fruitful."

"I don't care about anything now, I just care about when the battle will end." Mage Roman shook his body and quickly put it on

Golden robe. "Make those runes all day long, I'll let me go sooner or later." After saying that, he complained in a low voice, saying that it would be better than before, making some magic props freely!

After Mage Iser quickly left here after wearing his clothes, Mage Roman suddenly whispered: "When did you sleep with her?" After that, he stared at Shaoko. "Although I knew it a long time ago, I want to know the exact time."

He hugged the female mage Iser awkwardly, and Shaoke then whispered to her to explain the situation. Of course, since he didn't know how Master Iser told Master Roman, he had to tell the other party the specific time. The female mage Roman was inevitably slapped hard.

For a while later, the female mage of blue robe did not give any orders to Shaoke and the others. After hearing the brief introduction of the commander who led them, the eighth-level mage temporarily gave up the idea of ​​letting them perform the mission. After all, due to a large amount of intelligence errors, some unnecessary casualties occurred in the Blizzard Legion, which was unacceptable to most senior leaders.

Shaoke doesn't understand the specific situation on the front line, and he doesn't want to understand it now.

After all, with the arrival of a group of high-level mages, nobles and some merchants from the imperial capital, the atmosphere in the entire small town quickly became tense. The Blizzard Legion stationed here almost sent all the low-level soldiers to patrol the streets, and the Blizzard Warriors often walked on the streets, which all seemed so abnormal.

On this day, Shaoke was trying to speak some complicated ancient magic words, but this work had just been going on. The news of a conflict between the imperial capital who had been playing quietly here finally came to him. The mage did not understand the specific reason, but he knew that a large number of mages had surrounded the residences of those tourists in the imperial capital, and in the conflict that had just happened, several mages had been killed by the other party's senior mages.

Looking at the anxious look of the mage, Shaoke agreed without hesitation, not discussing who was wrong between the two sides. Now he just wanted to know why the mage who did not die in the battle with the enemy died this time at the hands of his own empire. No matter what the reason was, Shaoke felt that he should go over and observe the situation to avoid no one going to help him next time such a thing happened to him.

Hundreds of mages gathered in front of a large manor. This manor was a bit dilapidated before, but when this group of guests from the imperial capital arrived, the Blizzard Legion sent a large number of prisoners of war to repair it. However, since there were no skilled craftsmen to guide it, the manor now looked so weird.

Two mages floating in the air held each other, one Shaoko didn't know each other, but the other was an eighth-level mage affiliated to the Blizzard Legion. Nearly a hundred Blizzard warriors also surrounded the manor, and the seriously injured wretched officers commanded these Blizzard warriors. On the periphery were a large number of mages and other professions. Shaoko even felt the move of the mage Iser in the many mage fluctuations.

Somewhat worried about the other party's accident in this situation, Shaoko hurriedly squeezed towards the female mage Iser. Fortunately, most of the other mages knew Shaoko, so they quickly made enough passage for him to reach the front. At this time, more mages gathered from other directions, and even the blue-robed female mage and several other eighth-level mages belonging to the bloody fortress were floating in the distance to watch. It seemed that they did not want to participate in the conflict between the Blizzard Legion and some people in the military headquarters.

Several legion commanders did not appear here, and several other eighth-level professions in the legion did not appear here. However, even so, the mages gathered here stared at another eighth-level mage floating in the sky without fear, because he killed those mages with his own hands.

Shaoko finally squeezed to Master Iser and asked about everything that happened here. Through Master Iser's simple explanation, he was silent. It turned out that the dead mages had conflicts with some young mages from the imperial capital in the tavern. Although there was no fight in the tavern, the mages were guests who threatened the imperial capital and said that if possible, they would go outside the city to confront the mages.

This simple linguistic provocation is often said by the mages and other professions who were in conflict here. However, although the guests of the imperial capital did not respond to the words of the dead mages, they left the tavern first. However, when these mages passed by the manor, the eighth-level mage suddenly appeared, and then quickly released their magic and killed the mages.
Chapter completed!