Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Chapter 102 Level II Warning

When the beacon signal came from the northern front, Motu was in the barracks, manipulating the Mage Hand to dispense the latest batch of refined basic meditation potions.

The mage's translucent hands deftly held the stone bowl, steadily pouring the last drop of clear, pale blue liquid into a standard-sized glass bottle.

After plugging the cork, I neatly wrote the number "nine" on the label with a charcoal pencil.

This means this is the ninth batch produced today.

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A deep, heavy sound, like someone striking a giant bronze bell, suddenly exploded from the center of the camp.

The sound penetrated the thick stone walls of the barracks and clearly reached Blue Dragon's ears!

Motu's golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted!

Its right paw instinctively pressed down on the edge of the stone table!

He could clearly sense the source of the unique magical fluctuations behind that strange sound!

In the center of the camp, the specially made giant beacon stone has been activated!

The giant beacon stone, standing like a monument in the center of the camp, was covered with complex warning and communication runes.

When the sentry activates the signal by striking it with his dragon wings or other means, a specific magical wave will spread rapidly in all directions along the runic pathways pre-buried underground, reaching every assigned sub-beacon stone!

Motu has been with the defense team for almost three or four months, but we've never seen it actually activate.

At this moment, the fluctuation was rapidly spreading outward from the core of the beacon stone, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up clearly visible ripples of magic!

The ripples penetrated the outer walls of the barracks, the stone walls, and even the stone slabs paving the ground, enveloping the entire camp!

The air temperature throughout the camp seemed to drop imperceptibly by one degree due to the chilling and desolate magical fluctuations.

Motu quickly took out the fist-sized, dark red sub-beacon stone that belonged to him from his storage ring.

The stone lay quietly in his palm, the runes engraved on its surface lighting up and dimming one by one in perfect sync with the rhythmic fluctuations of the giant bell in the center of the camp!

Level 2 warning.

Akino once explained it.

A Level 1 warning signal indicates an unusual situation that requires attention.

Level 2 signal fire indicates that enemy intrusion has been confirmed and immediate support is required.

A level three beacon fire signifies a full-scale invasion, requiring everyone to abandon everything and assemble immediately.

It is currently at level two.

This means that an enemy has appeared that cannot be dealt with by regular patrol forces, and all nearby auxiliary defense team members need to rush to the designated location to provide support immediately.

Just then, on the surface of the beacon stone, in the gaps between the flashing runes, a line of fine characters suddenly appeared!

It was Captain Rolin's strong and powerful handwriting, written directly into the stone with magic. Each character carried a dark red magical aftertaste, exuding a sense of urgency.

"Several elite squads from the Kingdom of Shane have been detected invading the border outpost. All personnel are to proceed immediately to the marked point in the Darkwater Swamp on the northern front to carry out a joint defense and interception mission. —Rorin"

The text appeared for a few seconds and then slowly disappeared.

Instead, a miniature map was projected directly onto the surface of the beacon stone by the various magic nodes!

From an overhead view, the lines are slender yet clear, and important landmarks are clearly marked.

The map covers all the areas they patrol daily.

The Youshui River Basin, the outskirts of the Heimu Market, the southern hills, and the northern swamp.

Seven points of light flashed on the map, one red and six blue.

The red dot of light was located deep within the Darkwater Swamp, precisely the interception point they needed to reach.

The blue dots are scattered throughout the map, representing the real-time locations of the members of the Seventh Mixed Defense Team.

Motu's golden vertical pupils quickly swept over the blue dots of light.

The largest and brightest one has approached the red marker and is moving rapidly.

Its light was calm and steady, exuding the aura of Rolin.

The slightly smaller blue dot next to it was also moving at a fast speed, with a faint reddish halo around its edge.

That was Akino's unique magical characteristic.

To the south, there's a stationary blue dot; that's the location of Black Leaf Valley, and that's Green Tiles.

In the direction of Blackwood Market, a blue dot is slowly moving—Una.

In the camp, besides myself, there was another blue dot.

Inigo Valentine.

Motu turned his head and saw Inigo silently emerging from the shadows behind the barracks.

He doesn't often deal with Inigo.

This person was so quiet and had no distinctive features that Motu almost forgot there was such a person in the group.

At that moment, Inigo stood there, arms crossed, calmly glancing at the flashing dots on the Beacon Stone map.

Then he glanced at the blue dragon standing in front of the giant beacon stone, his expression still blank and indifferent, and he said nothing.

Motu didn't say much.

He quickly calculated the route in his mind.

The northern route's Youshui Swamp is about a quarter of an hour's flight from the camp, and it took him a quarter of an hour to fly there alone.

Una is still on her way back to the camp. If she walks there herself, it will take her at least half an hour to get there.

"You go ahead and head over there yourself," Motu said. "I'll go pick up Una, and we'll meet at our destination."

Inigo nodded.

There was no question of why, no "okay," and not even a single extra expression.

He simply nodded, then turned and walked slowly toward the north gate of the camp.

His steps may seem ordinary, but his speed is by no means slow; he is several times faster than the average person.

Motu watched his retreating figure and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he spread his broad dragon wings, exerted a little force with his limbs, and took off directly from the camp!

"call--!"

The wingtips sliced ​​through the air, leaving two clear white trails behind them!

The exit of Kuroki Market.

Una emerged from the trading house clutching several silver coins she had just taken from her inner pocket.

This was the spare change she had prepared to buy herself a new robe.

Her newly purchased storage ring contained all the money she had earned from selling potions over the past few days, a considerable sum.

When the piece of beacon stone emitted a clear but short vibration, her fingers, which were about to take the silver coins to the tailor shop, paused slightly.

The dragon girl quickly gathered the silver coins in her palm and carefully put them away. Then she took out a dark red beacon stone similar to the blue dragon's from her storage ring.

On the surface of the beacon stone, the inscriptions faded, conveying a level-two warning.

Una focused her gaze and glanced at the miniature map formed by the magic inside the Beacon Stone.

On the map, the small blue dot representing itself is stationary near the exit of the Kuroki Market.

Meanwhile, another blue dot of light was hurtling towards her location from the direction of the camp at an astonishing speed!

The light spot has moderate brightness but moves extremely fast, leaving a brief blue trail on the map.

She knew who it was.

A strange warmth welled up in her heart. Una put the beacon stone away again and stood in the relatively open space next to the withered tree.

She reached out and pulled the collar of her faded old robe tight to ward off the cool evening breeze, then waited quietly.

Before long, the deep whistling sound of dragon wings cutting through the air grew louder and louder, rapidly approaching from the horizon!

Motu descended, and the air currents generated by its massive dragon body swirled the fallen leaves piled up under the withered tree, sending them flying in all directions.

Una glanced at him, said nothing more, and skillfully stepped on the forearm he offered, using the leverage to flip herself onto the dragon's back.

The dragon girl gripped the hard, sturdy scales protruding from the blue dragon's shoulder blades with both hands, securing herself firmly.

Motu did not linger there any longer and spread his wings to fly towards the direction of the Dark Water Swamp.

"That's what you told me to keep an eye on."

Una's voice was almost completely drowned out by the howling wind.

She immediately lowered her head, pressing her cheek against the cool, smooth scales on the back of Motu's neck, making sure her voice could reach his ears directly.

"A second-tier potion recipe that can be used by dragon bloodline. It's not sold in Blackwood Market."

She raised her voice slightly and continued, "I asked the manager of Blackwood Trading Company, and he said that these kinds of things have to go through extra channels and are rarely seen on the market."

"Not for sale?"

Motu paused slightly, and the rhythm of its wing flapping faltered almost imperceptibly for a moment, but it quickly returned to a steady and powerful frequency.

He maintained a high-speed flight posture, but his mind was already racing.

He desperately needed a second-tier potion recipe.

The Apothecary quest displayed on the [Ixtal] cheat panel has been stagnant for almost half a month.

"The shopkeeper said that all systematic and effective potion recipes are very precious and are regarded as important resources by various forces. Few people are willing to sell them on the open market," Una continued.

"I see," Blue Dragon replied thoughtfully.

Additional purchasing channels —

At present, the only thing he knows that is most likely to be realized is the Dragon Nest Legion's military merit exchange system.

His basic meditation potion recipe was obtained from the quartermaster through fifty military merits.

He obtained it so easily that he never realized it also had a controlled substance nature.

Looking back now, the merit exchange system within the Dragon Nest Legion is far more valuable than he previously thought.

The recipe for the [Lesser Dragon Blood Potion] requires a full 2,000 military merits to exchange for.

His current military merits are not even a fraction of that number.

However, the list of military merits for redemption should include some cheaper second-tier potion recipes.

We don't need top-tier potions that can directly increase the concentration of dragon bloodline; ordinary ones will do, as long as they allow him to complete the [Apothecary] quest progress.

There are also ways to earn military merits.

Patrolling for a day earns three military merits, which is too slow. Killing a Blood Sand Eagle earns ten military merits, which is also not enough.

As for collecting high-value medicinal herbs in the wild, that depends on luck.

However, when Rolin reported the assistance given to the spy dragon-hunting team that helped wipe out the Kingdom of Shane, he noted it down for him and Green Tile, but that military merit has not yet been approved.

And now, this sudden emergency interception mission—

I wonder if I can find some opportunities to earn military merits during this mission?

Thinking of this, Motu glanced at the glaring red dot on the beacon map out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, apart from the large blue dot representing Captain Rolin already in place, the other several blue dots were approaching at an astonishing speed.

He temporarily suppressed the turmoil in his mind, concentrated his energy, and suddenly spread his wings to their maximum extent.

With the coordinated exertion of all its muscles and magic, the blue dragon's speed increased once again, and it flew north at full speed!

Una's fingers, which were gripping the scales, tightened slightly due to the sudden acceleration.

Her body swayed slightly with the rise and fall of the dragon's flight, and the silver storage ring on her finger flashed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

On the northern route, towards the direction of the Dark Water Swamp, gray mist lingered on the distant horizon.

Like a thick curtain, it slowly spreads and rises at the edge of the distant horizon.

Beneath the fog, some blurry shadows could be vaguely seen moving rapidly, causing the fog to churn irregularly.

The 7th Mixed Defense Team assembled for the first time.