Mage Veigar

Chapter 53 Serious Injury
run away?

Vega, who was ready to die, was stunned.

Obviously, the opponent had overwhelming strength, but he tried to escape at the critical moment.

There is only one possible reason for this result, that is, the other party encountered an invincible opponent like him, and therefore subconsciously made the move to escape.

He turned his head with difficulty.

Vega saw another person.

He was also wearing a black cloak, but the pattern on the back of the cloak was the symbol of the empire - the red eagle emblem.

"Humph."

A deep middle-aged voice echoed: "A mere second-level mage dares to come to the empire's territory to hunt down our military professionals. You really want to bully our Third Army. Since you are here, stay with me."

The words fell.

The khaki cane flashed, and the mysterious young man who had just escaped a few hundred meters and was about to disappear from Vega's sight paused. The ground under his feet suddenly became extremely soft, and at the same time a suction force came, instantly swallowing him whole.

He was swallowed by the earth before he could even utter a scream.

It all happened so fast that the mysterious young man who had easily crushed him was unable to withstand a single move from the middle-aged magician in front of him.

Is this the power of a mage?
Vega stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him, and he even forgot the pain in his body.

"Warrant Officer, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man extended his right hand in a friendly manner and pulled Veigar up. Veigar also took the opportunity to see the other party's exposed epaulettes, which were the rank of captain. However, unlike their epaulettes, this captain's epaulettes had a staff pattern engraved on the front.

“Sir, I’m fine.” Vega forced himself to stand at attention and saluted.

The middle-aged man nodded. "That's good. I'm a member of the 2nd Brigade's Mage Squad. I was ordered to patrol the border. The United Kingdom's army has become more and more rampant recently. They even sent out a mage squad to hunt down our professionals. This is completely challenging the bottom line of the empire."

There was a pause.

The middle-aged mage seemed to realize that he had said too much, so he glanced at Veigar and said, "Now that the matter here is over, I still need to continue the mission. As a professional, you must not be careless."

"Please wait."

Vega quickly took the opportunity to ask, "Excuse me, are you and the enemy of the United Kingdom both magicians?"

"Ok?"

The middle-aged wizard was stunned. "I see that you have awakened your spiritual power. Don't you know the basic information of magicians? I am an earth magician. The kingdom magician who just died was probably a wind magician. I would be at a disadvantage against a wind magician, but it is a low-level second-level wind magician. It is another matter."

"How do we use the power of a mage to fight?" Veigar continued to ask.

The middle-aged wizard looked Veigar up and down and said, "It seems that you have only recently awakened your spiritual power. I suggest you go to the Kareni Professional Guild and test the strength of your spiritual power in the wizard area. Based on the strength of your spiritual power, you can determine your level as a wizard. If you are a first-level wizard, you can learn first-level magic. The attack you just received was a first-level spell, Wind Blade."

After finishing speaking.

The middle-aged mage turned and walked toward the north. "I have a mission to complete, so I can't stay for long. If you have any questions, you can go to the Professionals' Union for details. Prospective mage, I wish you good luck."

"Everything for the Empire." Vega saluted and said goodbye.

cough cough cough.

After sending the middle-aged mage away, Veigar squatted on the ground in pain.

His left hand was broken, his right hand was severely weakened, and there was a deep scratch on his shoulder that was bleeding. If he hadn't used magic to suppress it, he would probably have died from excessive blood loss.

Put away the dagger.

Vega walked down the mountain with difficulty. This was the second time he was in such a mess. He deeply realized that in this world, not only the determination to win or die was needed, but also strong personal strength. And he had found his new goal.

That is to become a magician.

As a professional, he deeply felt the terror of the magician.

A mere low-level second-level magician was able to completely defeat him, a fourth-level apprentice. Even the crushing of levels should have a limit. This is different from the mage and warrior system described in any novel on Earth.

It seems that the Professional Guild and the Mage Zone need to be put on the agenda.

ten minutes later.

Veigar finally saw his troops again.

The adjutant was the first to notice something was wrong. He quickly ran over and asked, "Captain, what happened? Who hurt you so badly? Is there anyone in the Kingdom Army who has escaped? Do we need to send out a distress signal immediately?"

"already solved."

Veigar coughed and coughed up a little blood. "I need emergency treatment. Please help me contact the regiment headquarters. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on after my magic power is exhausted in a few hours."

"Yes, I'll send the signal right away."

The adjutant quickly led his men to rush towards the sentry tower. After a few minutes, white smoke gradually rose. This was a signal that military medical personnel were needed to provide emergency treatment. Once the regiment headquarters saw the signal smoke, they would bring a military doctor over immediately.

Vega breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the signal smoke rising.

Now he was relying entirely on his willpower and magic to sustain his injuries. Once his magic was exhausted, all his injuries would erupt in an instant and take his life. Therefore, no matter how tired he was, he had to stay alert and let his blood circulate along with the magic.

after an hour.

The military doctor from the regiment headquarters finally arrived at the scene, accompanied by Vega's direct superior, the commander of the 4th Battalion.

"asshole."

The commander of the 4th Battalion said angrily, "Who hurt you like this?"

“He’s a magician from the Kingdom Army.” Vega replied while cooperating with the military doctor to treat the wound.

The commander of the 4th Battalion changed his expression when he heard the word "magician". "How could it be a magician? During the armistice agreement, sending out professionals without authorization is a taboo. If a magician is sent out, it would be equivalent to tearing up the armistice agreement. Are the people of the United Kingdom so bold? This is simply challenging the bottom line of the empire."

There was a pause.

The commander of the 4th Battalion asked again in confusion: "Second Lieutenant Vega, how did you escape from the magician's hands? As far as I know, even the lowest level of magic can easily kill professionals below the middle level."

"I was rescued by the mage team members of the brigade."

"The Empire has also dispatched a team of mages?"

The commander of the 4th Battalion frowned and fell into deep thought. Neither he nor the regiment had ever known that the brigade had sent out a team of mages to patrol the border. The gunpowder smell on the border seemed to be stronger than before.

"Report sir."

The military doctor's voice interrupted the conversation between the two: "The lieutenant's external injuries have been treated, but the internal injuries cannot be treated under the conditions here. In order not to delay the injury, I suggest that he be sent to the Kareni Hospital for treatment immediately."

"Send him to the hospital immediately. Don't delay the lieutenant's recovery."

The commander of the 4th Battalion saluted Vega and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant Vega. I will explain to the regiment headquarters on your behalf. Please rest assured that you will recover from your injuries and return to the troops. I will personally take care of you in the company."

"All for the Empire."

Vega raised his right hand slightly and gave a not-so-standard military salute.

(End of this chapter)