Chapter 15. Reasons for the loss
The wiped iron sword was wearing large pieces of bear meat, and it was roasted on the temporary bonfire, catching oil stars.
The little girl squatted beside Cyril, stretched out her hands to absorb the temperature of the flames, and her face turned white by the frozen ground gradually became rosy.
"Look, I'm going to make barbecue for you, so I'm late."
Cyril explained to Caroline with a serious expression - indeed, he forgot all Caroline who was waiting for him to return. When he found it, he found Caroline lying next to the bush and actually fell asleep on the cold snow.
Even a ball of snow on the treetops fell on her head and almost buried her.
However, Cyril was not worried that Caroline would get sick again at this time. After all, she only took Huiyue Dilu not long ago, and now it is okay to jump into Kuojiang to have a winter swimming.
Cyril skillfully sprinkled the seasonings and roasted them for a while. Then he cut off a small piece of meat with his sword, wrapped it in a cloth and handed it to Caroline. This string of skillful movements made the four-ring mage sitting opposite him twitch straight.
When did the noble knights master such wild and vulgar eating methods? Shouldn’t they enjoy exquisite steak with silver knife and fork on the luxurious long table?
And this is an elves. Aren’t elves all natural favorites? They only drink fruit wine made from dew and flowers in the morning. Is it fragrant?
What kind of barbaric mercenary is in front of me?
But just as he was staring at Cyril's crazy complaint, the boy seemed to notice his gaze, raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, and immediately blocked his messy thoughts back.
Then Cyril pulled the cloth again, wiped the sword in his hand, and asked Momm leisurely:
"I remember, Mr. Morris, you seem to say you are a Four Ring Mage?"
The classification of occupational levels in the road to Huiyao is roughly the same. Almost all occupations must go from apprenticeship to apprenticeship, and then to internship, and finally take up the profession.
For players, up to the apprenticeship, they are all about choosing whether to take the profession.
After graduation, there is still a chance to change careers, but once you become an intern, you will have to go all the way.
Of course, the game will not generously return the level you consumed before. If you choose the wrong apprenticeship, you will be much behind others.
As for the "ring" mentioned by Mom Morris, it is the division within the mage himself. Spells are divided by rings, and the fourth ring mage means that the mage has mastered at least three fourth ring spells.
The fourth ring mage said that high is not high, but at this point when the game just started, it is already an unattainable existence for novices.
But this just made Cyril feel strange. Even if the mage is so bad that he can use the four-ring spell, his magic power is enough to easily eliminate these undead advance teams that are no different from those in front of the wizard.
He thought that the soldiers of the North Wind Tower and several undead were fighting so hard to distinguish with the help of mages. The one who was with the team should be just a mage apprentice, but he didn't expect that it would be a fourth-ring mage-
"Yes, I was lucky enough to master three four-ring spells and became a four-ring mage." Mom smiled, obviously very complacent about it.
"Then I'd like to ask, the direction of your spell practice is-"
"Fire - Fire-type spells are not suitable for me. I specialize in water-type spells." Mom pulled a long voice and pointed to Mia, who was helping soldiers deal with the remaining part of the ice-skinned blue-patterned bear, "This is my apprentice, and I will learn water-type spells with me. She has a good character, but she is really a bit talented in magic..."
Cyril nodded deeply: "I can see."
"Mr. Wei also knows some spells?" Mom asked further.
"Just call me Iver." Cyril smiled. "I have been lucky enough to learn some of this. This is a completely different path from the Knight's Way. I am very eager for it."
This sentence is the truth, shadow technique, light body technique, and feather technique, which one is not a necessary spell for wanderers to sneak into the room to uncover tiles and steal. As for knights, can those guys who only scream with shields and swords do this?
He chatted with Mom for a few more casual words, and when Caroline finished eating, he stood up and walked towards the busy soldiers and Mia.
The entire camp was basically emptied, not only the tents used for residential use, but also the guardrails were removed. He grabbed a soldier casually, and it was the swordsman named "Lance".
"I ask you, why do you have to take the guardrail away? Isn't this temporary?"
Lanther replied with a stiff expression to the Knight who looked younger than himself: "This is an improved guardrail brought by Miss Christian and cannot be left here."
"Mr. Wei, this is a guardrail engraved with the fire-type anxiety technique, which can block the monster to a certain extent..." Mia hurried over and explained.
Cyril suddenly realized that no wonder the undead did not attack the side of the camp, but chose to attack the two holes in the front. Such things must be expensive, but they do reflect their significance.
"You designed it? It's very good."
He picked up a guardrail with great enthusiasm and placed it in his palm and could even feel a slight burning heat.
Mia nodded and thanked her in a low voice, looking a little embarrassed.
"It's the season for spring, and the forest is not safe. Why do you want to enter the jungle?"
Cyril asked casually, looking at the soldiers in front of him. They did have good strength, but Cyril did not think that they could enter the front line of the troops in the North Wind Tower. To put it too much, it was even a third-rate level.
To be honest, such a group of people is not worthy of being qualified to guard two mages - especially one of them, the Fourth Ring Mage.
"It's my mentor, Mr. Morris, who is doing a small assessment of me and want to test my level of use of spells."
"Test the spell, so you need to come to the dangerous forest?"
The more Cyril heard it, the more strange he felt. He turned his head to look at the Fourth Ring Mage, but found that the other party was walking anxiously in the camp, and from time to time he grabbed a soldier and scolded him.
He took a deep breath.
As a defensive fulcrum of the northern border of La Rochelle, the North Wind Tower is based on the outer circle of the central ring and radiates to the entire boundary line. It can be imagined. It can be said that the North Wind Tower and the North Wind Tower without the North Wind Tower are two northern borders, just like the history in the game—
In September 1440, Lovisa and Alderney began to be besieged by the undead and remained standing. In March 1441, the Tower of North Wind was lost; in May of the same year, Lovisa was broken, and Alderney was also captured three months later. In August 1441, La Rochelle officially lost control of the outer circle of the northern border and half of the central circle.
La Rochelle knows the importance of the North Wind Tower, and therefore the severity of the North Wind Tower is even better than the two heavy cities on the border. When players join the northern battlefield on a large scale, the North Wind Tower has fallen.
Of course, many people have inferred how the North Wind Tower was captured, but various views lack sufficient evidence to support it, so it cannot be concluded - those who know the truth have long died in the war. There may be documents for records, but no one can see them.
But Cyril had a clue about this at this moment, which was roughly the same as the players' guess, but when this truth gradually emerged, it was even more shocking than inference.
He quietly supported the hilt of the sword around his waist and walked into the team preparing to return to the North Wind Tower.
I didn't forget to distribute the line pack to Caroline.
"Eat a piece of meat and do a piece of meat."
Chapter completed!