Mage Joan

"You know, I am the worst at dealing with this situation, which is really a headache..." Joan patted his forehead helplessly.

Roger smiled sympathetically, and embraced his shoulders to encourage: "It's not for you to persuade, just tell the truth, nothing to be afraid of."

Joan nodded and walked to the front of Major Vassa with a disturbed mood, bowing slightly, standing straight and waiting for his orders.

"Joan, you are here, just a moment later, it may require you to perform a key task."

Major Vassar was interrupted by Colonel Harrison before he finished speaking, a trace of impatience in his indifferent eyes.

"George, this is the last time I reiterate my opinion!"

"Compared to inviting this young mage to take a risk investigation to detect enemy situations, I hope that more experienced scouts will undertake this mission."

"Mr. Harrison, I have introduced to you just now that the Jackal’s camp is located in a fishing village on the edge of a river bay. There are no hidden trees around it. A lighthouse that serves as a watchtower is also built on the pier of the village entrance. ."

"If our scout enters the area from the ground for investigation, it is likely that the Jackal sentry stationed on the tower was found before approaching the fishing village, which caused the enemy to be alert and missed a good opportunity for the raid."

Magni Bovatan retorted calmly.

"So, Mr. Povatan, do you have a better way?" Colonel Harrison asked coldly.

"The fishing village is less than ten miles away from this place. We don't need to investigate in advance. Assemble the troops to the fishing village as soon as possible, and wipe out all the cursed jackals before they escape!"

"Mr. Poivatan is worthy of being the first warrior of the Asa people. I admire your courage, but your proposal is too hasty."

Colonel Harrison sneered and shook his head.

"Now we don't even know how many troops the enemy has. The risk of launching an attack suddenly is too high, and it will be troublesome if it falls into the trap of the jackal."

"You mean that the gangster of the jackals stationed in the fishing village may just be bait, the purpose is to lure our army into the encirclement?"

Magni spread his hands, his face disapproving.

"Please, my respected Mr. Colonel! Jackals are not as cunning as you think. They do not even have the most basic military discipline. They are nothing more than a group of rogues. They can't design too complicated tactics!"

"The jackals are indeed scattered sand, but our enemies are not just jackals. Don't forget where these gangsters came from."

Hearing Colonel Harrison's suggestion, Magni hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, saying: "Do you suspect that the Blue Man remotely controls the group of rogues behind the scenes to provide them with tactical guidance?"

"You can't help it."

"Well, considering this possibility, I agree to conduct a thorough investigation before taking combat actions to avoid falling into the traps set by the enemy."

Magni first gave Joan a wink, and then the words changed, then he said to Colonel Harrison:

"But in terms of investigating enemy situations, I support Mr. Vaasa’s proposal that Joan can cast spells into Hawks to detect fishing villages from the air, which is more secure and more efficient than sending out whistle rides from the ground to detect, and is more efficient-at most Within an hour, we can learn about the enemy's reality through the magical information that Joan sent back."

Colonel Harrison touched his beard and turned blankly to Nathaniel Green.

"Major Green, I want to hear your opinion."

"Mr. Colonel, can I ask Joan a few questions before I express my position?"

Major Green, a scholarly man, spoke leisurely.

"I have no opinion, Mr. Vader, what do you think?" Colonel Harrison looked at Joan.

"I will answer Mr. Green's question truthfully." Joan said slightly nervously.

"Joan, don't worry, I won't make you trouble." Major Green smiled gently. "It's about ten o'clock in the morning. The weather is sunny, the sun is bright, and there is no cloud in the sky."

Joan nodded, not understanding what he meant by suddenly talking about the weather.

"This kind of good weather is suitable for marching, but it is not a good thing for aerial reconnaissance. If you become an eagle and fly over the fishing village, I am worried that you will be discovered by jackals on the ground. Do you have a way to solve this problem?"

Green looked at Joan seriously, expecting him to give a positive answer.

"It's not difficult to solve, Mr. Green, I can fly over the fishing village where the jackals are stationed from a height beyond my visual range, then bless myself with "stealth", and then descend to low altitude for investigation."

"Among the gangsters of the jackal, it is unlikely that there will be a caster who is proficient in anti-stealth spells, and it will be unlikely that he will discover my whereabouts."

"In case you are seen through invisibility-I mean in case, how do you protect yourself against the arrows and the javelins thrown by the Jackals?"

Major Green questioned recklessly.

"I'll bless 2 encircling'protective arrows' enchantments before approaching the reconnaissance. Unless the jackals are equipped with an enchanted hard bow, I won't be life-threatening even if I are hit by arrows or javelins from the ground."

While Joan answered calmly, he secretly rejoiced that he had copied and learned the life-saving spell "Protection Arrow" before serving.

"Very well, I don't have any other questions." Major Green cast an appreciative look at Joan, and then said to Edmund Harrison, "Mr. Colonel, based on the answer Joan just made, I think He is ready to investigate the enemy's situation, and no one in our army is better than Joan for this critical task!"

Colonel Harrison nodded, looking deeply at Joan without saying a word, his gray-blue eyes seeming to be melting ice, gradually warming up.

"Mr. Vader, I have to admit that I was too young to look at you. Will you accept my apology and accept the mission of investigating the enemy?"

Joan nodded solemnly.

...

Immediately after the combat meeting, Joan cast a spell to become the Eagles of Jordonheim and took off.

In the presence of Colonel Harrison and others, his figure quickly rose into the sky and disappeared at the end of people's eyes full of concerns and expectations.

Joan followed the steps mentioned in the conversation with Major Green just now, and flew to the ground more than a thousand yards above the ground to stabilize the figure.

He spread his wide wings in the air, using the buoyancy of the updraft to maintain balance, then turned around and flew to the west, and soon found the small fishing village called by the Asa scout at the turn of the river valley.

Joan overlooked from a height, with sharp eagle eyes, he could see three or five small fishing boats moored at the pier of Linhe.

There are a total of 40 or 50 families near the pier, but half of the houses have been demolished, leaving only one broken brick.

Dazzling blood stains can be seen everywhere on the street, and there are vaguely dead bodies.

Many hyenas roamed the streets and house ruins. When they saw the corpses of the villagers, they threw them up and greedily bite them. After a while, they gnawed away the flesh and blood, leaving only a bone.

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