The reaction of the Golden Empire was very fast. Almost on the same afternoon that Buckley passed the news, the Tour de France Association sent a senior member with thirty official mages to the Golden Emperor in the Land of Four Seasons.

** Camp. Buckley and Charlotte were also a little surprised that the empire would actually send so many mages. You must know that there are only five mages accompanying the general army, and only the most elite troops can obtain a ten-man mage group.

assistance. And now the empire has actually dispatched thirty mages, led by a legendary mage. This level of standard is almost as high as that of the Royal Guards!

However, this also brought considerable pressure to Barkley and Charlotte. They knew very well what this meant. The battle of Passus represented the face of the empire, and almost all forces were watching this small projectile.

Land. If they are unable to capture Parsus, there may also be changes in other aspects of the battlefield.

"This is an order from His Majesty the Emperor, requiring you to capture Parsus at all costs."

The legendary mage who led the team wore a dark robe inlaid with silver, and brought His Majesty the Emperor's oral instructions to the two of them with a gloomy expression. Facing the legendary mage, the two of them did not seem to have any good intentions except a wry smile.

method. Now they only hope that these mages can be as powerful as they claim to be and can solve the troubles they are currently facing. Otherwise, I am afraid that their reputation will be discredited this time, and their reputation will be swept into the garbage heap.

Stan went with him.

But what they found strange was that the legendary mage didn't seem to be in a good mood. He always had a straight face. He also always spoke in an evil voice, and seemed to be very unhappy with them... Could it be

Have you ever offended this mage somewhere?

If Zhan saw this legendary mage with a gloomy face here, he would definitely sigh that this world is so small - but in fact, he appeared in the Land of Four Seasons. Wearing a noble robe, his face was so gloomy.

The man who seemed to owe him a million gold coins was the battle mage who had fought with Zhan, Elise and Sofina before to snatch the Staff of the Ring.

However, compared with his high spirits at the time, his face was now gloomy. He looked as if he had been seriously ill for a long time. His whole person was so gloomy that you could almost see it emitting a dark and cold aura with the naked eye.

Same.

"I have read your report."

While staring at the soldier in front of him, he asked in a dark voice.

"A magic trap that can be reused... Okay. Since your stupid brains cannot understand the mysteries of magic, I think what you said is true. Although it is a big question how such a consumable device can replenish magic power.

Problems, but they are not problems at all to you, because you don’t think they are a problem at all, and in fact you are not aware of the problem at all? Well, if what you say is the truth, don’t you

Will you bypass them to see other things?"

"It's not like we haven't tried it before, Master Mage."

Listening to the other party's sarcastic and sarcastic words, veins suddenly appeared on Buckley's forehead. However, considering that he would continue to deal with these gloomy, despicable, unworthy, and pretentious people, he would only use unnatural forces to do so.

Showing his idiot colleagues, he can only reluctantly restrain his inner dissatisfaction. Warriors always look down on mages, which is not surprising. He can destroy a city with just a few words, but a warrior is sure to cut him off before he speaks.

throat. Buckley once again took a look at this sluggish mage who looked like he had been fooling around in a woman's bed for ten days and ten nights to the point where he was so exhausted that he wanted to shoot out his soul. He forced himself to hold back the thoughts in his mind.

The fantasy of pulling out his tongue and cutting it into pieces became a reality, and he continued.

"But this area is so long. To be honest, we even sent light cavalry to circle around the entire Passus territory..."

Having said this, Buckley let out a long sigh and spread his hands helplessly. He has been in the army for so many years and has never seen such a frenzied defense method. No matter where they are or how far they have traveled, as long as they step into Passu

If they enter Si's territory, they will immediately be attacked by magic traps. For this reason, they have lost dozens of elite scouts, and Charlotte no longer plans to send more people to die. Now the entire camp

There were already signs of instability in the military's morale, and he did not want more trouble to arise.

"Foolishness."

After listening to Buckley's story, the mage snorted coldly and stood up.

"I think you are not dreaming, but I still need to conduct careful research and investigation before I can draw a conclusion...I will send someone to find out what is going on."

After saying this, the mage turned around and left the tent, leaving only Buckley and Charlotte helplessly watching his back. It wasn't until the mage completely disappeared that Buckley snorted coldly, and then took him in his hands.

He threw the quill that had been broken into two pieces aside, then looked at his adjutant and complained.

"Look, Charlotte, that's why I don't like these mages. They are stupid, arrogant, and think they know everything but in fact they don't. They think everything has a reason for its existence, and their mission is to expose everything in the world.

Secret, I think most of the troubles in this world are caused by these damn mages! Look at him like this, if it weren’t for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, I would have killed him with one sword!"

"Please be patient, General Buckley."

Faced with the complaints from her immediate boss, Charlotte could only smile helplessly and try to dissuade her with a few words.

"At least at this time, we still need the help of mages. Without them, I'm afraid we won't be able to solve these troubles at all."

"Without them, there wouldn't be any of these damn things. Anyway, I think that guy looks uncomfortable and just being around him makes me sick!"

"All right."

In response to Barkley's vicious complaint, Charlotte raised her hands to indicate that she did not intend to discuss the topic. But soon, he frowned and shrugged.

"But it's really strange... I have met this Master once before in the Imperial Capital. He gave me the impression of a straightforward and serious person. But now he seems to have become another person...

…”

"That must be your illusion."

Barkley scoffed at Charlotte's soliloquy.

"Magics are a bunch of weirdos. I have no doubt that all mages are a bunch of lunatics. Who knows what's going on in their minds."

After saying this, Buckley snorted coldly.

"Now I just hope they can really help us solve that nasty trouble..."

The Archmage who walked out of the tent didn't know what Buckley said, but he didn't care. For him, everything in front of him was bad enough. After the Staff of the Tour was lost, he spoke in the Council of the Tour

His prestige has also plummeted. In fact, if the association were not currently investigating who leaked the information about the transfer of the Ring of Magic Staff, he might not be able to keep his position as vice president.

But even so, the current situation of the Grand Master is not good. As a senior executive of the Tour de France Association, he certainly knows how acute the conflict between the Tour de France Association and the Royal Family of the Golden Empire is. Although on the surface, in the eyes of the people,

There seemed to be no major differences between the two parties, but he knew very well that the current Flash Gold Empire and the Tour de France Association were already incompatible with each other. The most fundamental conflict between the two sides was the disaster caused by the first president's use of the Staff of the Tour de France.

This matter was protected by the Flash Gold Empire at that time, which allowed the Tour de France Association to survive the thunderous wrath of the Templar Order and not be broken into the cult organization of the "dark evil forces". And after that.

The royal family's attitude towards the Tour de France Association is getting worse and worse. They think that they are the saviors of the Tour de France Association, so they are picky about these mages and use them like slaves. The mages of the Tour de France Association are also mages. Most of the mages are

How could someone so proud tolerate such treatment?

Although the royal family did help the Tour de France Association escape the disaster, the problem is that the first president was originally a member of your royal family. And he was also a prince. To put it bluntly, you yourself have a share in this matter. Now put the shit basin on the mage's head

You want to escape as soon as you hit the button, how can it be so easy!?

It is under this situation that the conflict between the two sides has deepened. Now the royal family wants to completely intervene and control the Tour de France Association, while the Tour de France Association wants to completely break away from the control of the royal family - anyway, hundreds of years have passed.

Now it is impossible for the Templar Church to accuse them of being a cult, so why should they continue to be slaves under the Golden Empire?

It is against this background that the Tour de France Association wants to secretly transfer the Rod of Tour de France. After all, it is a sacred object of the association and cannot be placed with the royal family.

It's a pity that this matter was ultimately messed up. Until now, the Tour de France Association still doesn't know which party the person who stole the Staff of Tour de France belongs to. He doesn't look like the royal family, but he doesn't look like their enemy either.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air, and after that, the association's prophecy masters tried to locate the staff more than once, but with no results at all. This made the Tour de France Association very depressed, but there was nothing they could do.

.

Under such circumstances, the fact that he was sent by the association to participate in a meaningless war had already made this distinguished archer quite angry. He clenched his fists, and an angry murderous intention came to his heart.

These bastards! They are insulting their dignity as magicians! Kill them, kill these ignorant mortals, and let them know the power of magic! Let them tremble in front of you! By that time,

Let’s see who else would despise his opinion!!

This angry thought even went to the doctor's head for a while. When he raised his head, he felt that his eyes were bright red, and the wound on his abdomen seemed to be stinging for a while, and a strange cold feeling emerged from it.

Spread around...

The next moment, the world that had been shrouded in blood returned to normal. The magician took a deep breath, frowned and pressed the wound on his abdomen - after the storm giant was defeated by the masked mage, he

There was just such a strange wound on his body. It didn't look serious, but it always made him feel uncomfortable. Thinking of this, the doctor shook his head, then turned around and looked at the people who had been following him in fear.

Apprentice by your side.

"Let's go and see if what those ignorant mortals say is true. I hope they won't be stupid enough to deceive me."
Chapter completed!