Chapter 86 Gargoyle Ring

In the afternoon, it was the intensive preparatory stage.

The army is on the expedition, and everything is cumbersome.

After being busy until the evening, Lothar was finally free.

Since today happened to be a small fasting day, and some meat was fasted, Lothar only had a meal at noon, and returned to the hall hungry at night.

However, Leonard had already prepared for it. He specially prepared a plate of pigeon eggs and grilled fish sprinkled with spices. This was probably some kind of trout. Peeling off the burnt skin would reveal the snow-white flesh, and the taste was not bad.

In the past, the guard officer of Fort Yogryus was not good at training troops, and he was definitely not a talent for leadership, but he was quite competent in playing the role of "steward".

Had dinner.

Lothar reclined on the deck chair, looking into the distance.

Tomorrow should be regarded as the largest battle he had to face since he crossed. It is not appropriate to describe it as a battle. It should be called a war.

Moreover, it is the role of a cavalry commander.

These days, he got along fairly well with the knights of the Royal Knights, but it was a bit heavy to think that so many lives were hanging on him.

But the pressure is the pressure, after all, it's not like it was at the beginning, it will be tied up because of it.

On the battlefield, life and death are at the mercy of one's fate, and one can never become a qualified commander if one can't see it.

Fringila was hanging upside down from the roof, her long snow-white hair drooping, and she muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't that woman here yet? My lord, she won't let us go."

Hannya still looked at the book with her legs crossed.

The posture seems a bit lazy.

Unlike a little brat like Flynn who gets dizzy after reading a book, she rarely has a bookish look when she reads, neither like the fury during a fierce battle, nor like the usual indifference.

This is called intellectual beauty?

She suddenly closed the book, and said softly, "Little Bat, your perception is really bad. Recently, have you been too slack?"

Fringila let out an "ah", a little surprised, and then said belatedly: "Ah, she has come! Yes, I said why do I feel a kind of irritability, as if I smelled that kind of old woman taste."

"Little girl, you are really rude to treat guests so rudely."

As the candlelight flickered, a black spot emerged from the wall, and it quickly blurred like ink dripping on white paper.

Anna wore a red dress and slowly emerged from the shadow behind Lothar.

"Ms. Anna."

Lothar nodded slightly to her.

Fringira looked at her with some hostility, and large scarlet ripples quickly appeared in the eye sockets.

The magic power originating from the depths of the bloodline kept rising, and the leaked power made his clothes bulge, like a bulging puffer fish.

Unlike Lothar, Fringila can clearly sense the threat from the other party. This is a powerful witch far stronger than her current level.

Just like a silver player, there is no way to understand the game of professional players during the laning period, they will only clamor "I can do it if I go up".

And the king player can smell the extremely dangerous breath from every move and last attack of the opponent.

"There are actually two witches beside you. In addition, there are also two superhumans who also have mysterious powers. What are they? Those favored by pagan gods?"

Anna pulled out a chair and sat opposite Lothar.

Banruo got up calmly and came to his side, the ghost face relief on the black shield that never left his hand also began to come alive.

Even though Lothar had said long ago, there is a high probability that this witch will not be an enemy.

But in the face of such an opponent, it is absolutely impossible not to raise 100% vigilance.

"The favored of the pagan gods, what is it?"

Lothar frowned: "Is there really a god in this world?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "I mean, besides Heavenly Father, other gods?"

Anna smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. As a wizard, it's rare to be a devout believer—I can tell you with certainty that there are indeed gods in this world, but they are not all-knowing and omnipotent."

"In fact, pagan gods are no nobler than wizards. I have traveled to Scandinavia and the Rus countries, where wild and primitive, full of all kinds of pagan gods, and giants and dragons live In a sense, pagan gods are nothing more than powerful alien beings like giant dragons."

Is it tribal spirits or the land of mountain gods?
Lothar was silent for a moment, and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Where is the father?"

Anna raised her head, glanced at the icon made of mosaic bricks on the arched dome, smiled and shook her head: "I don't know, but even if there is, it won't be like the scriptures describe it."

"I see."

"How, have you considered it?"

Anna put her hands together, and said straight to the point: "Join the Levantine Witches Association—maybe we will change our name to the Levantine Witches Association."

Losa nodded and said: "Of course I will join. Not only me, but two of my friends will also join. She is Hannya, my most trusted partner, and the other is Fulingira, who is my younger sister."

Furingilla raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave Banruo a provocative look, obviously dissatisfied with her being mentioned first.

"my pleasure!"

Anna's face was full of joy, as if she had completed three times the KPI surprise: "I really didn't expect that there would be a surprise. Good luck really favors beautiful people."

She spread her hands, revealing pocket coats of arms engraved with a yellow cross on a red background and a golden double-headed eagle one by one: "This is the coat of arms of the association. After injecting magic power, you can use this to contact me—or It must be me, after all, as the president of the association, I am still very busy, but someone will definitely reply to your message."

"Thank you."

Lothar handed the two coats of arms to Prajna and Flynn respectively.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask, I can answer your three questions for free."

"Are you charged for answering questions?"

Anna raised a finger: "This is the first one. Equivalent exchange is the first principle of the association. The association will not impose any restrictions on you, and there will be no pies falling from the sky."

Lothar played with this exquisitely crafted pocket coat of arms: "Why not, isn't this what it is? I got a magic item for nothing, and sold it as gold. Didn't I make a fortune for nothing?"

Anna's eyes widened, and after a while, she said angrily, "Ask, just ask, just ask, but let's say it first, I will only stay with you for a quarter of an hour."

"Ms. Anna, why do I always feel that most of the extraordinary creatures in this world are on two parallel lines with ordinary people? If a giant dragon breaks into a human kingdom, how should the king and knights deal with them? Use magic gold?"

"Of course, the anti-magic gold's restraint effect on magic power is extremely significant. At the same time, there are many wizards and human lords who are interdependent. You should find that in recent years, there are very few ancient legends about knights crusade against dragons, right?"

"Sorry, I don't feel that way."

Not long ago, Lothar heard from the bards in the tavern that a team of knights and mages set up an adventure team to fight against the dragon that devoured women.

"Ah, is there still someone telling such an old-fashioned story?"

Anna was a little helpless: "This kind of situation happened before, but in the past hundred years, the number of giant dragons has become less and less, and most of them live in places where there are few people. In addition to having extraordinary abilities, those extraordinary creatures are also the eyes of wizards. It is an excellent potion material, and the extraordinary creatures near densely populated places have almost been completely wiped out."

Lothar let out a sigh of relief: "So, I don't have to worry that one day, my enemies will send a cavalry riding a dragon to descend from the sky?"

"One is impossible, but one is probably."

Anna shrugged: "Who can say for sure? It hasn't happened for so many years, but it doesn't mean it will never happen. Otherwise, why do the European monarchs keep wizards?"

"I understand."

Lothar looked at Flynn: "For the next period of time, it's up to Flynn to ask Ms. Anna about witchcraft."

By the time Anna was sent away, it had already gone far beyond a quarter of an hour.

Wizards are indeed more like scholars than combatants.

Even a scumbag like Fringila can tell a series of mysterious spellcasting theories that sound like a bible to Lothar.

Anna, on the other hand, naturally became deeply interested in another system of blood magic, which led to her making an agreement with Flynn to communicate with her coat of arms when she left.

The system's prompt sounded: You have completed the milestone "Wizard Gathering".

Get a reward: a new chance to draw a card.

Lothar didn't hesitate, and he no longer had to pray devoutly before drawing cards as he did at the beginning. The so-called card draws more often, and people become numb.

The cyan light flickered.

The streamer swirled and condensed in the palm of Lothar's hand. It was a golden ring engraved with a hideous ghost face.

You got a four-star prop, Gargoyle Ring.

This is a prop inherited from the royal family of the Blood King Court, the Tepesh Clan.

In the designated area, two vampire guards can be summoned. They will have the template of a three-star retinue and the combat power of a standard adult vampire.

Vampire Guards: As guards of the Blood Court, real vampires with a higher rank than blood slaves are often transformed by the vampire nobles they serve through the First Embrace.

They are often not gifted with learning blood magic, but instead fight through agility and the "difficult to kill" characteristics of vampires.

While asleep, vampire guards are responsible for guarding the coffin of the master.

When foreign enemies invade, the vampire guards are responsible for sacrificing themselves to wake up the sleeping master in advance.

template:

Quality: Rare (Three Stars)

Rating: 1
Intimacy: None

Power: 13
Agility: 20
Stamina: 20
Stamina: 8
Mental Power: 5
Talent: Blood Cascade: The blood magic called Blood Cascade is constant in the vampire guard, and at the cost of blood consumption, it is exchanged for the consumption of maintaining this magic.

Skill: Blood Explosion: Detonate the vampire blood in the body, and explode into a dense corrosive fog in an instant, covering the enemy.

Evaluation: As a vampire guard of the dead, he never minds the price of death in return for the gift of eternal life from his loyal lord.

Although this is often regarded by others as the "bewitching" of demons.

But "immortality" always has a price, doesn't it?
Fringila said in amazement: "Sir, why did you summon the ring I kept in the study drawer? This thing is purely an ornament, what use can it be?"

Banruo's slightly mocking voice sounded: "Idiot, it was just a decoration for you before, but for you now—oh, how many low blood races can you beat?"

Flynn raised her voice: "Silly old man, do you want to fight? Don't think that you are better than me, I'm afraid of you!"

Lothar rubbed his eyebrows.

Let's fight, let's fight, as long as you don't let me arbitrate, it's easy to talk about.

(End of this chapter)

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