Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 120 Harvesting Remuneration
The black-robed mage glanced at the outspoken human nobleman, stretched out his finger, and a dark green light shot towards Kemp from his hand.

【Experience severe pain】.

"Ah!! Damn it...Damn it, you!" Kemp couldn't even speak because of the intense pain, he lay on the ground screaming, trembling and twisting like a convulsion.

Cassios opened his mouth wide, his legs trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said: "You, you stop! How can you attack Your Excellency Kemp!"

Imrik ignored it, and the dark green light continued to shoot out from his hand. Kemp, who was tortured by the intense pain, even wanted to bite off his tongue and commit suicide.

The dwarf Bruno looked at this hateful human who wanted to kill Drizzt with pleasure, and at this moment he was pleasing to the eye of the black-robed mage.

When Kemp finally collapsed and died from pain, Imrik stopped the manifestation of psychic powers. The mage used his strong will to form an invisible force of thought, and lifted Kemp, who was lying on the ground like a dead body, to the ground. In mid-air, said softly:

"This is to punish you for speaking out and attacking my friend Drizzt."

Powerful thought power twisted, and Camp's head turned 360 degrees as if it had been twisted by an extremely powerful force. Under the twisted neck, the fragile spine had already been completely broken. Under the horrified eyes of Cassios, Im Rick casually threw the terrified Kemp to the ground.

Afterwards, he glanced around and said, "I don't want to act like a bandit, but I think you all know the price of hiring a mage, not to mention that I used a lot of advanced spells for this war, and the price of [-] gold coins The price is reasonable, if there are still objections, I can only think that you are insulting my personality."

"Ah!!!" One of Camp's personal guards, seeing the master's tragic death, mustered up the courage to approach the mage and stab the sharp blade in his hand at him.

Imrik turned his head sharply, his pitch-black eyes shining with extremely dazzling silver light.

【Psychic explosion】.

The psychic power strengthened by the full amount of power points completely confuses the guard's brain. The powerful psychic storm smashed his head flat like a giant hammer, and the guard's five holes spurted blood and white. The brains fell to the ground.

Seeing this picture, everyone around couldn't help being terrified, even Agowa, who spoke out to help Imric, couldn't help being afraid. They had to admit that for such a powerful mage, [-] gold coins is definitely a very reasonable and favorable price, If you don't even give this, it is completely insulting to think that the other party is not worth it.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Imrik nodded with satisfaction. Not only did he harvest more than 5000 high-quality corpses, but he also earned a year's tuition fees. The price was only the super magic and spell-like abilities that could be recovered the next day. Turning back to Drizzt, muttering prayers in a low voice.

【Heal serious injuries】.

The light of the divine spell lit up on the dark elf's body surface. As the powerful healing function took effect, Drizzt slowly opened his eyes. He glanced around weakly, and there was a suspicious glimmer of water in the corner of Bruno's eyes. , He wiped the corners of his eyes and said loudly: "You are awake, dark elf boy, if you don't wake up, I will slap you awake!"

Drizzt glanced at Bruno in bewilderment, then gently laid his head back on the ground, looked up at the blue sky and muttered to himself: "I thought, I'm going to die just like this."

The high-intensity battle that lasted all day made this dark elf with a professional level of 18 unbearable. He squinted his eyes tiredly, his heart was empty, and he just wanted to sleep until the next morning.

Bruno's noisy voice rang in his ears: "Hmph, if Imrik hadn't saved you, you might really have died! I really don't know what you are doing so desperately."

The dark elf smiled wryly and did not answer. Of course the dwarf knew what he was doing. In order to save innocent people from being brutally slaughtered, even if the price was his life, he wanted to do his best with his own strength.

Seeing that Drizzt woke up, Imrik took out a round sphere with arc-shaped protrusions on all sides, and said with a smile, "Since you're awake, let's take a good rest."

After speaking, his figure disappeared into the blue halo.

Imrik returned to the battlefield, and controlled the sphere in his mind to fly over the corpses. This is the locator of [Twilight Star].

Invisible spatial fluctuations were generated where the locator passed, and the corpses disappeared in the void one by one, and were transported to [Twilight Star], and then he went to the mountainside, a total of [-] corpses, all It was sent back to [Twilight Star], these will be the materials for him to create the undead army next.

On the other side, Bruno took Drizzt away from the battlefield, knowing that his companion needed time to rest and recuperate now.

Passing by Lake Dinesia, Bruno saw a mead townsman turn a limping, unconscious young barbarian onto his back, ready to end his life with a dagger.

Bruenor came to them and recognized the boy as the standard-bearer who had dented his helmet, so he told the fisherman not to stab yet. "Don't kill him. He's only a little boy, and he must have no idea what he's doing with his people."

"Fuck you!" said the fisherman angrily. "Then let me ask you, will these bitches have mercy on our child? One of his feet is already in the grave."

"I'll say it again, you don't touch him!" growled Bruenor, his ax thumping impatiently on his shield. "I am very persistent!"

The fisherman yelled back, but he had seen Bruenor in battle and knew he'd better leave him alone.He sighed bitterly, and left to find other unprotected victims.

The boy rolled over on the grass and moaned.

"So you're not dead yet!" Bruno said.He knelt beside the boy's head, grabbed his hair and pulled it up, eyes to his eyes.

"Listen well, boy. I'm here to save your life, and I don't know why, but don't think you've been forgiven by the people of Ten-Towns. I want you to see the misery your people have brought The result. Maybe you have a killing factor in your blood, if so, then those fishermen's knives should kill you here! But I feel that you are different, and you will have time to prove it to me."

He continued: "You will serve me and my people in our mines for five years until you prove yourself worthy of life and liberty."

Bruno saw that the boy had passed out again. "Then never mind," he murmured. "You listen to me before you do all this, don't doubt!" He put the Savage's head back on the grass, gently.

The war is over, but the scars caused take a long time to heal. No matter the body or the mind, there is no right or wrong, everything is for survival.

(End of this chapter)