Wizard Farming Guide

Chapter 92 Abnormal Situations

The wolf-shaped dragon servant's head flew off, and its body fell limply to the ground.

Compared to the big guy we encountered in the village, it was much faster, but also much more fragile.

Faced with Rhodes' all-out attack targeting vital points, the outer layer of skin was not strong enough and it died on the spot.

Rhodes put down the black sword and stood beside its corpse, collecting the spoils.

A total of 40 units of mottled divinity.

Looking at the pure white liquid with a hint of golden light in his hand, he chose to absorb it directly.

The divine power flowed back into the body through the soul, activating the bloodline power within Rhodes.

In reality, the sound of a heart pounding echoed inside the room, its frequency instantly doubling.

With a continuous supply of blood and energy, the muscles undergo repeated processes of tearing, regeneration, and growth, becoming stronger and more powerful in the process.

This process will continue for a while, and by tomorrow morning I will be able to become an elite knight.

Rhodes understood this, and then looked at another piece of spoils.

【Name: Thrust Sword Technique】

[Quality: Tier 1 Excellent]

[Effect: Concentrates power in the legs to launch a long-range thrust forward, unleashing powerful thrust damage.]

A spiritual inheritance similar to the spinning sword technique, and this time it suits me quite well.

The good harvest made Rod happy.

Unlike the knightly skills in the kingdom that rely purely on physical strength, the Dragon Servant's inheritance belongs to magical sword skills.

The spinning sword technique concentrates magic power in the wrists, while the thrusting sword technique concentrates magic power in the legs.

This allows it to unleash power far exceeding that of ordinary people, far surpassing the skills of ordinary knights.

The downside is that it's difficult to learn and control, and can easily leave serious internal injuries if not handled properly.

Learning through spiritual lineage is much more convenient.

Rhodes absorbed the thrusting sword technique into his soul, and the complete key points of the technique appeared in his mind.

At the same time, his body also changed, and muscle memory related to thrusting appeared in his legs.

After digesting this spiritual inheritance, Rhodes continued on his journey, hunting down the dragon servants along the way.

Another night has passed.

As the sun rose, Rhodes returned to reality from the lingering shadows of the North.

After washing up, I left the room.

More than a month has passed since the cold wave subsided.

During this time, Rod remained in River Mouth Town to deal with the problems there.

According to the letter from the fortress, the first wave of food from the Kingdom's Great Plains has arrived.

But this could only barely put out the fire; it couldn't resolve the food shortage in the fortress.

This can be seen from the price of grain, which is still more than five times higher than before and is still slowly rising.

Nobody knows when the next cold wave will arrive.

In order to protect themselves, hoarding grain had become a consensus among the nobles of the duchy.

Under these circumstances, Duanlong Fortress has yet to open any channels for selling grain to the outside world.

These pioneering knights, including Rhodes, could only transport small quantities of grain back to their territories through special channels within their own families.

Those knights with surplus grain in their territories are fine, but some knights who failed to store grain in advance are already begging and pleading to buy grain from various places.

Regardless, with the support of their families, these pioneering knights can hold on for a while longer.

The real disaster lies in the northern territories of the duchy.

In Coldwater County alone, where Rhodes is located, more than 50,000 people across all the territories have been affected by the disaster.

A large-scale famine is breaking out in this region, a disaster caused not only by natural causes but also by human error.

Local nobles forcibly plundered the grain of the serfs and left them to fend for themselves.

Hunger bred a large number of mercenaries and bandit gangs on this land, who plundered food everywhere, further exacerbating the severity of the famine.

Moreover, these bandits would also attack passing caravans.

During this period, what troubled Rhodes the most was the attacks on caravans.

He didn't need to worry about this kind of thing before.

Merchants who can operate caravans in the Duchy of Northern Frost all have powerful backers.

This ensured that the caravan was always well-trained and had a guard team of more than fifty people.

Their extensive training enabled them to easily deal with hundreds of bandits, let alone starving serfs.

But in the last few days, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Many caravans suddenly lost contact, and the trade routes in Hekou Town, which had been painstakingly restored, became deserted once again.

"It looks like there are new problems." Rhodes realized this.

Unfortunately, information transmission was too backward in this era, and it was impossible to understand the specific situation in a short period of time.

Until a raven that was patrolling outside suddenly returned and cawed at him.

"You mean a caravan bound for Rivermouth is besieged in Baron Jeff's territory?"

Rod stroked the raven's feathers, understanding what it was trying to convey.

Your neighbor has also started engaging in robbery?

That doesn't seem right; it doesn't quite fit the raven's description.

Without hesitation, Rhodes summoned fifty cavalrymen from his personal guard.

He then mounted his snow steed, led the fifty fully armed cavalrymen, and set off quickly towards the scene of the incident.

After more than two months of cavalry training, the soldiers who were assigned to the Royal Guard have mastered the essentials of riding a horse.

Under his leadership, the group traveled a distance of thirty kilometers.

In less than an hour, we arrived at the location where the raven had been found.

Unfortunately, it was still a bit too late.

When Rod arrived, only five dilapidated carriages remained on the road.

The wooden body looks as if it has been torn apart by some kind of ferocious beast, showing irregular breaks.

Apart from the bloodstains on the ground, there was no one else at the scene.

Rhodes shifted his gaze to the raven's perspective, looking down at the ground from the sky.

He found obvious drag marks of blood on the ground.

Those were the tracks left behind by the attackers as they dragged the bodies of the caravan members away.

Following the trail of blood, Rhodes arrives at Baron Jeff's village.

He didn't rush in, but instead sent the raven to scout out the situation inside.

Meanwhile, in the open space in the center of the village.

A huge stone pot, about half the height of a person, was set up.

Under the intense heat of the burning flames, the boiling water in the stone pot continuously emitted scalding bubbles.

Above is Baron Jeff, who is hanging from a wooden frame.

At this moment, he had lost half an arm and was on the verge of death.

The rising heat, upon contact with the skin, causes a burning, stinging pain.

Baron Jeff struggled to open his eyes and painfully saw the boy and girl beside him, who were also being hung up.

These are his son and daughter, who are not yet seven years old. Before he left, he kissed their foreheads and told their father to come back soon.

Unfortunately, he has now stopped breathing.

Baron Jeff wore a mocking smile.

Just two days ago, he had finally managed to gather a certain amount of food and returned to his territory to prepare to distribute it to his people.

But what he saw was a scene that nearly drove him mad.

The village was littered with leftover bones.

Those are all residents of this area!

They were all kingdom people from the village, but the ones who did this were actually another group of residents, those barbarians!

What he found even more unacceptable was that the leader was actually his barbarian wife!

Upon witnessing that inhuman scene, Baron Jeff and his entourage of soldiers drew their swords in a fit of rage.

However, he was easily defeated by this group of crazed barbarians, and his wife even displayed the strength of a knight.

At the time, Baron Jeff couldn't understand why these ordinary villagers had suddenly become stronger than soldiers.

Now he understands.

He looked down and saw the group of barbarians gathered around the stone pot.

They were staring intently at the flesh and blood in their hands.

During this process, the bodies of these barbarians grew muscles at a visible rate.

His wife's body swelled up, her head turned into the shape of a giant wolf, and she became a standing beast!

They actually get stronger while eating.

"You beasts, did you attack the caravan?" Baron Jeff noticed the clothing on the corpses and recognized them.

He opened his chapped lips and suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.

"Ha! You're all doomed! Rivermouth Town is nearby, the territory of that Rhodes Knight. He won't let you get away with this! Damn monsters! You beastly barbarians! You're all going to hell!"

The woman who had transformed into a werewolf, Baron Jeff's wife, looked up and glared at her husband with bloodthirsty eyes.

Her gaze swept over the two children above, her eyes filled with hatred.

"Damn invaders! It is you lowly people of the kingdom who have angered the supreme Lord of Winter! Now my lord has unleashed divine punishment, and the White Frost Doomsday will wash away all the filth from the earth!"

The werewolf woman roared fervently, and all the other barbarians around her knelt down, raised their arms in devout prayer.

"White Frost's End! Purify the filth!"

The werewolf woman burst into laughter: "Jeff! You're the first sacrifice, but you won't be the last! Those damned pioneer knights, I'll devour them one by one!"

"Especially that bastard you call the one who tainted the blood of the North! I tore off strips of his flesh, piece by piece, and devoured his body as he begged for mercy in terror!"

"Ah, great Lord of Winter, you have finally turned your gaze upon your devout people once more!"

In the dim light, the werewolf woman seemed to see a huge white wolf roaring in mid-air, rushing towards her.

This is divine approval! It is proof that the Lord of Winter is watching over her!

She was absolutely convinced, and the smile on her face grew even more fervent.

Until the white wolf transformed and bit her head, a violent, bell-like roar rang in her ears!

(End of this chapter)