I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 253: Burning Gnar, Embarrassed Battle Mage

After careful consideration, Rob decided to meet Ian.

He knew that Ian was the young master of the Olivier family, and he also knew that it was a little strange for him to come here when war was about to break out, but he still chose to meet him.

Although war will ultimately be a head-on clash of strength, he would still be willing to do so if there was a way to reduce casualties and losses.

When he saw Ian and his mother, his eyes stayed on the latter for a moment and he was immediately shocked.

"Are you Princess Moira?"

Robert recognized her immediately as a princess of the Sethen royal family whom he had met before. Her beauty was truly impressive.

A beautiful woman like this would be no different from a symbol of military achievement when the country was conquered, and no one would have any pity on her.

There is only naked desire and the satisfaction brought by conquest. In a war on a national scale, there is never any love at first sight.

Moira looked at the man in front of her whom she had met once before. She could see her identity very clearly and her attitude was extremely sincere: "I remember you, Mr. Robert."

She took something from her son's hand, knelt down, and presented it with both hands: "This is the magic-proof iron lock made by Duke Olivier and the alchemical formula required to make it."

Magic-proof iron chain?

Rob's attention was attracted by the very old-looking iron chain in the woman's hand. The thing looked ordinary and even had some rust on it. It would not be noticed even if it was thrown on the side of the road.

But if you look closely, you can see that the rust spots are evenly distributed in a strange thorn shape.

He was very familiar with the pattern of the thorns.

"...Did you provide him with the alchemical formula?" Robert said confidently, "I remember that the Sethen royal family has this kind of alchemical creation inheritance!"

He originally thought it was just a boring rumor, but he didn't expect it to be true. The Sethen royal family really had the inheritance of the forbidden magic pattern!
It is said that this magic pattern came from the Sethen royal family's analysis of a creation once made by a god, but he had only heard of it from his royal friend and had never seen the real thing.

I didn't expect to see it today. The thorns on it are clearly the texture of the thorns of justice.

"I knew it before." Moira sighed, "This formula was extracted from my memory, and now it has disappeared from my memory forever."

Rob stared at her for a few seconds, then looked at Ian: "Tell me, what do you want to exchange these for."

——At this moment, under the table, the light from the Reef Island was flickering, indicating that Kloya was paying attention to this place, just like Robert came out to sell magical creations a long time ago.

Ian bowed deeply and said, "I would like to ask Lord Cloya to give my mother a place to stay. I will tell the Olivier family all their plans and let Duke Olivier die here."

Wow, he is really filial.

But Robert didn't feel it was strange at all. It was rare for nobles to have a true father-son relationship. After all, the most important thing for nobles was to expand the family, and some could have dozens of children.

Even some magical beasts are not as good as these nobles.

After a short wait, Rob was instructed: "Okay, I promise you, your mother will be well taken care of."

He reached out and pressed a button on the image array next to him, and a magnificent picture immediately appeared on it - an elegant white cottage surrounded by purple lavender fields.

Just this one picture demonstrates safety and comfort, which makes people's hearts beat faster.

"This is the place that Master Croa promised you to live."

"There are many magical creations on Hanjiao Island. Whether your mother can receive more preferential treatment depends on what you do."

After Robert threw out the bait, he waved his hand and ordered people to take the mother and son away and give them some private space.

But Ian refused. He just hugged his mother, put on a veil and hood to hide his whereabouts, and left under the cover of night.

……

three days later.

The armies of Duke Olivier and Duke Nar officially entered the northern border and launched their first offensive in a vast artificially opened area named "Kloya Plain" by the apprentices.

Duke Nar's Nar monsters attacked in droves, like a black torrent, rushing straight to the ground with such momentum that it seemed to crush everything in its path.

These tough-skinned guys are the best choice for forwards. Not only are they easy to use, but they can also quickly win the first victory - Duke Nar is eager for a victory to suppress Kloya's morale.

They were greeted by the Knights of the Reef.

Count Kemoye led the team personally, and behind him were fully armed knights. They wore a very special kind of active armor woven from vines, and a small olive elf floated beside each of them.

In the very center of the team, there is a sunflower with its head held high, its petal facing the sun, and its petals emitting orange and golden light.

The passionate melody spread from its flower disk, and the ripples covered the entire knighthood.

It was singing the song of the sunflower, and the hymn of courage and the aura of endurance learned from the angels, which were engraved in its body by Croa himself, were continuously taking effect.

There was no other way. Even though Kloya had racked his brains to prepare equipment for the knights, he would still be powerless against the army of level three and level four monsters. He had to use other methods.

Without any pre-war mobilization, the Gnar Beast and the Knights collided violently like two tides.

It stands to reason that for a level 4 monster, which is a specially bred war monster, killing a level 1 or 2 knight is no more difficult than tearing butter.

But when the Nar monsters slapped the knights with their powerful claws, the surface of the seemingly ordinary vine armor flashed with emerald green light.

They actually blocked their first round of attacks with ease. The trained knights raised their lances and other weapons without saying a word and stabbed the Nar monsters viciously.

The thick hair of the Nars that could withstand magic weapons could not withstand these weapons made of bamboo, and they were soon pierced with bloody holes one after another.

"Roar!!!"

These monsters roared angrily, their eyes turned blood red, their bodies became stronger, and there was some blood on their claws.

Every time they swung their claws, there was a whistling sound that broke through the air. This time, even the vine armor on the knights could not withstand it. Several people died on the spot immediately, and their bodies flew out like pieces of paper.

Most of these unfortunate knights had their bones and internal organs crushed, and could not even be saved.

The knights who are lucky enough not to be fatally injured will be covered by the halo of the sunflower, and the holy healing power in it will continuously heal the injured knights.

The dead soul...entered into the petals of the sunflower like smoke and was wrapped in oil.

The olive elves are also trying their best to release their own "power of peace". Although they cannot completely turn the Gnar monsters into peace lovers, as long as they can influence them, it's enough.

On the battlefield, even a few seconds of distraction can be fatal.

Yet despite their efforts, many died.

The sacrifice of their companions did not affect the fighting spirit of the other knights. Instead, it aroused their bravery. Such a bloody war is completely different from bandit suppression and training.

Everyone will be swept up in the frenzy of war, roaring forward without any intention of retreating.

"rush!!"

"For Master Croix!!"

Among them, Kemoye worked particularly hard. He was wearing custom-made armor and holding a nearly legendary knight's sword in his hand. He charged forward calmly as if he didn't care about his own safety.

With a leader like him, the knights will of course follow closely.

The only sounds left on the Croa Plain were those of war.

The sun in the sky was still gently shining on the earth, but under the bright sunshine the land was covered in blood - the corpses of Nar beasts, humans, and horses were scattered all over the place, and the air seemed to be stained with a layer of blood-colored mist.

Rob, who was observing all this from a distance, had a calm and indifferent look in his eyes. He instructed Lina beside him: "Activate the Cloud Mist Magic Sunflower for support."

There was a flash of surprise in Lina's eyes, but she did not question or ask, and immediately conveyed Rob's order.

As the order was passed to the fungus people riding on the golems in the sky, the seemingly harmless white clouds suddenly began to move at an extremely fast speed and soon arrived above the battlefield.

Then, some tentacles seemed to appear in the white clouds, and the white suction cups on the surface of the tentacles were surging with magical light, aiming at the Nar monsters.

It only takes a few seconds.

Beams of light began to fall from the sky like a torrential rain.

Those were white-gold beams, each of which fell on the bodies of the Nar beasts with great precision. Their fur was completely unable to resist the power of these beams. Their bodies, which had been tempered by thousands of times, were like melted candles under the power of the white-gold light. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not extinguish the flames spreading on their bodies.

"Ow..."

"Woo!"

No matter how they struggled, they eventually turned into nothingness in the platinum light.

The gorgeous platinum-colored light filled the entire battlefield, temporarily overshadowing the sunlight. When the knights saw the beam falling, they immediately used the beam to kill the Nar beast.

Their figures were so majestic and tall wrapped in the platinum-colored light that they could easily burn the Nar beast like a candle, but the beams of light did not hit even a single knight.

It was as if the army of gods from heaven were slaying the devils of hell and the demons of the abyss.

So, the war has been decided.

This battle group of 500 Nar beasts, powerful level 3 and 4 war beasts, was dealt with by a group of level 1 and 2 knights.

Not even one could escape.

……

"How can it be!!!"

Duke Nar, who was watching the battle from afar, stood up angrily. His voice was as powerful as a lion, but filled with disbelief.

That’s five hundred Nar war beasts!

Died just like that? Died...

He took a deep breath, looked at Duke Olivier beside him, and said in a sinister tone: "Where is your battle mage regiment? If these people go back, our cooperation will end here."

At this moment, he only wanted to crush all the knights, and even threatened Duke Olivier. The latter looked at Duke Nar's bloodshot eyes and cursed in his heart, "This barbarian!"

In the end, he chose to wave to the retainers around him.

The retainer received the order and mobilized the battle mage regiment.

He closed his eyes, cursed Duke Nar again, and then opened his eyes again, with a hint of smile in his tone.

"How many times can he use such a terrifying attack?"

"He cares too much about the lives of his men, so he is doomed to lose."

Duke Nar narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "If he has more of that kind of magic, then we will return empty-handed."

"We can't afford the loss either."

This is the truth. Kroya is reluctant to sacrifice the lives of his men, so how can they be willing to do so? They are battle mages and war beasts that he has cultivated with great effort, and each one is very precious.

"I don't believe this kind of large-scale magic can defeat my wizard."

"If there is really a problem, then use people to pile up. I have already ordered the territory to transfer more farmers and soldiers. Our enemy may be a little kind."

Duke Olivier smiled exceptionally brightly: "A wizard, kind, this will surely ruin him."

He picked up a bottle of golden oak red wine produced by the elves, poured two glasses directly, handed one of the glasses to Duke Nar, pointed to the distance and said: "Let's just watch."

Duke Nar took the blood-red wine and looked into the distance.

The battle mage group is marching forward after forming up.

The clear blue light of magic protected the battle group of fifty third-level mages like an eggshell.

Every wizard wore a robe of the same style, and the staff in their hands stirred magic power. The ripples of magic power were resonating, waiting for the moment to burst out.

Their speed seemed slow, but as all the mages waved their staffs together, the magic light formed patterns under their feet that represented flickering space.

In just a moment, the mages arrived not far behind the retreating knights - the rain of light in the sky was still falling, but facing these battle mages who were good at elemental magic, the pure magical elements were easy to defend against.

The raindrops fell on the blue magic shield, but had basically no effect other than causing some ripples.

This kind of magic is actually a product of the fusion of the unique toxins of deep-sea anemones and the sacred fire. If it falls on the body, it will burn madly, but there is really no way to deal with it when encountering a magic shield.

It can be said that one thing can overcome another.

They quickly approached the retreating knights, chanting spells in unison, and crackling air elements appeared between their staffs.

That is……

Chain lightning!

Rob noticed this keenly, and a glimmer of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Chain lightning can be said to be one of the most terrifying war magics. If there is enough magic power, it will ricochet wildly, and a powerful wizard can even destroy an army alone.

If they were really allowed to use this ability and enter the knights' formation, it would definitely cause huge casualties.

Fortunately, they have ways to deal with it. Can the Mage Corps handle such powerful magic safely?
He immediately glanced at Lina beside him and asked in a deep voice: "Is the prism grass arranged?"

Lina held a square magic device and looked at the image displayed on the crystal screen. Sweat oozed from her forehead. After about two minutes, she replied, "Okay!"

——Along with her voice, the mages in the distance jointly released a long chain of light as thick as a giant python, flashing a low and violent roar, and rushed towards the knights in the distance like an excited predator.

The corpses and debris along the road were all shredded into pieces by the long chain of light, and dazzling electric light and violent air elements took over the battlefield.

The two dukes in the distance were holding glasses of red wine with excited looks on their faces, waiting for the knights to wail and roar in the power of lightning, and finally die with their bodies charred.

But before they could be happy, some inconspicuous looking silver grasses suddenly rose up from the ground. They swayed their bodies, and their petals immediately danced in the wind.

The flying petals were shaped like prismatic blocks, which were connected in mid-air and instantly formed into a long wall of silver mirrors, the surface of which was sparkling with crystal and magical light.

It looks very thin, and its width is estimated to be less than ten centimeters. At first glance, it is just an illusion magic that is gorgeous but useless.

But when the violent chain lightning hit it, the light of the crystal flickered wildly, and the lightning chain bounced violently, as if it had hit a trampoline, and immediately bounced back to where it came from.

The speed seems to be a little faster than when we came here.

"what is this?"

"How can it be?!"

Under the astonished gazes of the two dukes, chain lightning hit the mage corps that were trying to pursue the victory. The magic shield of the mage corps seemed so thin in the violent lightning.

The Battle Mage Corps had never considered that such a situation would occur. Moreover, in order to demonstrate their abilities to the Duke, they had exceeded their spellcasting targets, and the chain lightning was exceptionally powerful.

So it is extremely difficult to deal with.

The mages worked together to cast magic neutralizing spells, and after spending a lot of energy and time, they finally calmed the violent chain lightning.

Although no one was injured, it was completely impossible to catch up, and they even had to retreat quickly, otherwise they would definitely be surrounded.

By this time, the Knights had already completely disappeared, and no one knew how they left.

"Snapped!"

The two dukes' faces turned very bad and they smashed the wine glasses in their hands at the same time.

Then they roared:
"All troops march!"

"I'm going to tear the head off the Lord of the Reef!"

The two dukes were very angry after two consecutive and complete failures, but their aristocratic pride prevented them from backing down.

Therefore, even if tens of thousands of people die, as long as a result can be achieved, they are willing to pay the price.

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