Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 628 Not optimistic
The next day, when Mike woke up, Penelope, who had been with him last night, had disappeared.

Mike was not surprised at all. Penelope was currently the highest logistics officer of the entire Los Santos Group and the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country. She simply could not stay here to provide care for 24 hours a day.

He took a deep breath and felt the new flesh on the right side of his abdomen. After making sure there was nothing abnormal, he smiled and sat up.

At this moment, the door of the ward was opened.

The person who walked in was a guy wearing a full set of protective clothing. Although this guy wore an extra layer of mask inside the mask of the protective suit, Mike still recognized his identity.

Victor.

Because the reason why Victor appeared here was because of the order given by Mike.

"How did you end up like this?"

Mike said helplessly that the other party's appearance was indeed a bit funny.

"Don't mention it! Soraka is deliberately messing with me!"

Listening to the other party's muffled voice, Mike nodded.

It was Benjamin who was responsible for taking care of Viktor who was obsessed with research. For this, Benjamin gave up many opportunities to date Soraka, so Soraka has always been at odds with Viktor.

It's normal to do this kind of thing.

But this time Mike called Victor not to reminisce about the past, but to obtain intelligence on the war on the front line.

There was no other way around it. Since Penelope refused to tell him these things, he had no choice but to look for someone else.

You know, in the secret realm of Freemasonry, not everyone has the courage to refuse Mike.

So Mike quickly calmed down and said:
"Then let's get started quickly."

Victor was not surprised, nodded and said:

"To be honest, the situation on the front line is very bad. Let's talk about the French Ministry of Magic first. Although the commander of the Federation disappeared shortly after the war began, he did not take the Federation's troops with him. Instead, he handed them over to the President of the Magical Congress of the United States, Piqueri. Therefore, strictly speaking, the combat effectiveness of the Federation and the United States Auror coalition has not decreased."

"So Benjamin and the others lost?"

Mike's expression was a little solemn.

"Not really. After all, Benjamin and his men are quite powerful, and almost all of our elite wizards are there," Victor explained. "But the situation over there is not good either. You know, the wizards over there from the Federation all carry mysterious objects. Although these mysterious objects are replicas and relatively weak, they still play a big role in the battle. With this natural advantage, Benjamin and his men are having a hard time fighting and can only barely hold on. If time goes on, defeat is probably a matter of time. As for the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country, the situation is even worse..."

"Wait!" Mike interrupted Victor and said, "Aren't the people who besieged the Ministry of Magic of Ying Kingdom a mob of Aurors from other Ministries of Magic? Penelope said that their fighting spirit was not high. How could the situation get so bad?"

Victor took a deep breath, shook his head and said:
"Although the enemy is not an elite force, the people we left in the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country are not that good either. Moreover, the number of the enemy is simply too large. Although their fighting spirit is indeed not very good, the group of new recruits of the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country are about to lose the advantage of numbers.

Currently, the teleportation hall of the Ministry of Magic of Ying Kingdom has been captured. The other side is using it as a base and continuously sending more troops in.

If nothing unexpected happens, except for the floors where the mysterious object is stored and the logistics department is located, all other places will be lost soon. And if the other party really threatens our foundation, I am afraid that at that time, we will have no choice but to release the White Death and perish together. "

Hearing this, Mike's expression began to turn ugly.

In fact, as early as when Penelope refused to tell him the intelligence of the war on the front line, he already had a hunch that the situation of the French Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic should not be good, but he did not expect that it was now a critical moment of life and death.

Penelope's behavior undoubtedly delayed the opportunity to fight.

But Mike was not going to blame her. After all, Penelope was just worried that this incident would affect his recovery from his injuries.

The only thing Penelope did wrong in this matter was that she underestimated Mike Townley!

Thinking of this, Mike took a deep breath, turned to look at Victor and said:
"Have you researched anything with those captured mysterious objects recently? I just want something that can help in the war, not a toy."

"Of course there are things,"

As he spoke, Victor took out a traceless stretching opening from somewhere, and then poured out a pile of scrap copper and iron.

"Ah! I found it!"

Victor took out a small square shield from the pile of scrap copper and iron and said:

"Energy shield! This is the inspiration I got from the replica of 'Holy Light Blessing'. As long as you press the button on the handle, it can automatically absorb the wizard's magic power to generate an energy shield with a diameter of up to two meters! Just like this..."

As he spoke, Victor pressed hard, and then a circle of light blue light curtain extended out with the small square shield as the center, and finally formed a large energy shield.

Then Victor threw away the energy shield in his hand, picked up something like a flashlight and said:
"And this, a lightsaber!"

"bass!"

A beam of light came out from the flashlight. Victor excitedly waved it twice, and a dangerous "whoosh" sound was heard in the air.

"There are also portable short cannons that can directly condense energy and shoot energy beams!"

"Boom!"

Victor seemed to be a little bit dizzy and pulled the trigger directly in the ward.

Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light, and a big hole appeared on the wall of the ward.

"These things are very useful weapons, but they are not very suitable for human use. After all, their energy consumption is a bit too exaggerated, and their power and effect are not strong. They are the kind of useless weapons that people who can afford them don't need to use, and people who need them can't afford them." Victor continued, "But if their users are not humans, it will be different!"

As he spoke, Victor unfolded another piece of parchment, which was densely covered with various formulas. At the bottom of the parchment was a drawing of a robot with a rather crude shape.

"Mass-produced combat robots!" Victor said, "They are the best users of these weapons! Once they are equipped with these weapons, their combat power will be close to that of ordinary strikers! Of course, there are also disadvantages, that is, it is more expensive. But I don't think you will care about this."

Mike was dumbfounded by Victor's long string of words.

But after being stunned for a while, he still smiled and nodded:
"Good job. How many sets of this do you have now?"

"One thousand sets!" Victor waved his hand and said, "I just finished the test last night and confirmed that they can be put into use, so the number is a bit small. But don't worry, my design is perfect, and coupled with the simple structure, their finished product efficiency is very high. It is estimated that about 10,000 sets can be produced every day. Of course, this requires your order. You know, such a large-scale consumption of materials is not a trivial matter."

"Then start mass production now." Mike said, "Then you can take the existing 1,000 units to support the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country."

"how about you?"

"Me?" Mike smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to the French Ministry of Magic. The enemies over there are the main focus. As long as I defeat them, the enemies over there will naturally retreat on their own. As for your mission, to be honest, I don't expect your robots to defeat the enemy. You just need to hold on until I win."

Hearing this, Victor waved his arms in dissatisfaction, apparently unhappy that Mike belittled his masterpiece.

But he finally looked at Mike with some concern and said, "Your body..."

Mike interrupted him and said:
"Of course my body hasn't recovered. Soraka's medical skills are not good enough. But I can use magic now. As long as I don't do long-term intense exercise, I'll be fine. But I don't think the French Ministry of Magic has any enemies worth doing this to."

"That's good!"

Victor nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of dense footsteps outside the door.

Victor's expression changed suddenly. It seemed that these were guards attracted by the noise of him firing the energy cannon just now.

If they catch him, Soraka will definitely not let Viktor have an easy time.

After figuring it out, Victor didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the pile of scrap metal on the ground and climbed out of the window.

"Good luck!"

Listening to Victor's blessing slowly drifting away, Mike couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Shaking his head, Mike got out of bed, put on the equipment on the bedside, and waved the elderberry wand.

The next moment, the door of the ward was pushed open by a group of men in black.

But all they saw was an empty ward and an open window.

……

In the French Ministry of Magic, Arthur and Franklin are still fighting their enemies.

Just as Victor said before, their current situation is very bad. The combat skills of the opponent's ordinary soldiers are not weaker than ours, and the opponent also has mysterious objects to help.

This caused their team to retreat step by step. If they had not relied on the fortifications within the French Ministry of Magic, they would have been forced to abandon the French Ministry of Magic.

"boom!"

He fired another fire spell to repel the enemies holding up the golden shields, and Franklin couldn't help but reveal a hint of bitterness on his face.

Now the number of Ying Country Aurors around him was decreasing sharply. A long battle was really too difficult for them. Although only a few of them were killed on the spot, most of the Ying Country Aurors were teleported back to the Masonic Secret Realm for treatment because of injuries or depletion of magic power.

If they continue like this, they might...

Shaking his head, Franklin threw away the fearful thoughts in his mind.

Now that Mike hasn't come back yet, they must defend this place!
If they want to continue to hold on in this exhausted situation, they have no choice but to continue retreating.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to give up this floor, after all, the enemy had already occupied the previous first and second underground floors. If this floor was added, they had already occupied half of the French Ministry of Magic.

But these are just small matters in the face of victory.

Thinking of this, Franklin looked at Arthur not far away.

At this time, Arthur was still waving the polymer sword in his hand, while stepping on the ground, constantly moving through the crowd.

For a moment, along with Arthur's dance-like movements, translucent sword energy continued to shoot out, madly reaping the lives of the surrounding enemies.

But this is not a long-term solution. He has been fighting for more than twenty-four hours. Even he can hardly bear such a high-intensity battle.

After once again slashing out a circular sword energy to clear out the surrounding enemies, Arthur finally got some free time. He raised his sword and relaxed his stiff muscles.

At this moment, he seemed to realize something and turned his head, meeting Franklin's eyes.

Arthur is not a foolish martial arts fanatic, but a genius with an extremely high IQ.

So just by looking at each other he understood what Franklin meant.

He nodded quickly, then swung the sword in his hand again at the enemies who had gathered together again.

After getting the approval from the on-site commander, Franklin did not hesitate at all and directly ordered everyone to retreat to the next level through the communicator.

For a moment, except for Arthur who was still at the front to cover the others, the rest began to move towards the passage in the corner.

This whole scene was seen by Picqueri who was far away.

A disdainful smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

In this war, her original position should have been deputy commander.

But after Motore disappeared, she naturally took over the command.

Although she was somewhat upset by Motore's irresponsible disappearance, she was still shocked by the fighting power of the wizards of the Federation.

Especially those mysterious objects in the hands of the Union wizards, they are simply weapons of war!

With the help of these Federation wizards, her coalition forces were simply invincible.

Of course, this is only to a certain extent.

When facing a strong man like Arthur, those wizards of the Federation are still not enough.

But so what?

No matter how strong your opponent is, he is only one person. As long as you advance steadily and step by step, victory will be yours sooner or later.

Now the other party’s retreat is irrefutable evidence!

Thinking of this, the smile on Piqueri's face became even more intense.

With a wave of her hand, she ordered her men to give up the pursuit and focus their fire on Arthur in the crowd.

She knew very well that as long as Arthur fell, the army left here by Mike Townley would collapse in an instant!

However, just as many Federation wizards and American Aurors began to point their wands at Arthur, a ball of bright flame suddenly fell from the sky!

(End of this chapter)