Faerun: The arcane mage is still too imprisoned.

Lance turned to look at the three corpses.

Anyone who frequently commits murder knows that killing is easy, but burying the body is difficult.

If the soldiers discover that three elite-ranked soldiers are dead, chaos will surely ensue. Whether the supplies can be burned is another matter, but the main force will definitely be alerted.

But how could burying a corpse possibly be a problem for a monk?

He walked up to Hans's body and began to cast a spell.

[Zero-level spell - Earth Shaping!]

[Clay Shaping: You select a pile of soil or a rock that you can see within a distance and that fills a 5-cubic-meter space. You can modify it in one of the following ways:]

If you point to a patch of loose soil, you can immediately dig it up, move it along the ground, and transport it a distance of no more than 5 meters. The force of this movement is insufficient to cause harm.

You change the shape and/or color of the soil or rock, writing words, drawing patterns, or carving designs. This transformation lasts for one hour.

If the soil or rock you specify is on the surface, you can make it difficult terrain. Alternatively, you can make an already difficult terrain area normal terrain. This change lasts for 1 hour.

If you cast this spell multiple times, you can maintain up to two non-immediate effects simultaneously, or you can dispel one of these effects with a single action.

The power of magic surged from his fingertips and seeped into the ground beneath his feet.

The ground began to twitch.

The soil seemed to come alive, surging towards the three corpses from all directions.

First, it rose from beneath the corpses, lifting their bodies; then it closed in from both sides, covering their limbs; finally, it poured down from above, burying their heads as well.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

The three bodies were swallowed by the soil and disappeared completely.

Lance stepped on it twice to make sure it was firmly planted.

"Alright." He clapped his hands. "May you rest in peace. No need to thank me."

[Rising Ring Casting - A Magical Trick!]

The [Magic Tricks] skill, once upgraded to level one, is indeed quite good.

In the blink of an eye, the place returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened.

[First-level spell - Disguise!]

Disguise: You alter your appearance and all your belongings, including clothing, armor, and weapons. This effect ends after one hour or when you actively cancel it using an action.

To the naked eye, your height can vary by half a meter, and your physique can be fat, thin, or well-proportioned. However, you cannot change the shape of your body, so your transformed appearance must have limbs or similar physiological structures. Furthermore, the range of the illusion's influence is determined by you.

The changes produced by this spell cannot be detected by physical objects. For example, if you use this spell to add a hat, physical objects will pass through the hat, and anyone who touches the hat will either not be able to touch anything or will touch your head and hair. If you use this spell to make yourself thinner, and someone touches you, their hand will appear to be touching thin air.

If a creature wants to discern whether you are in disguise, it must perform an action to reveal your disguise and make an Intelligence (Investigation) check against your spell saving DC.

Magical energy covered his face and body.

His appearance began to change—his long, silvery-white hair became shorter, turning into short, grayish-white hair.

The sky-blue eyes turned into a cloudy gray-brown; the delicate features became coarse, and the face became fleshy.

In less than two seconds, Lance transformed into Hans Hammer.

The same.

They are even exactly the same height and build.

Little Black's eyes widened: "Master, you've become that person!"

"Hmm." Lance nodded, looking down at his own body—half-body plate armor, two warhammers, exactly the same as Hans's.

He took a small mirror out of his dimensional pocket and looked at himself.

perfect.

The effect of the Disguise Technique lasts for one hour, which is sufficient.

But the problem is—he can only become one person.

What will happen to Gray and Lina?

Lance looked at the remaining two corpses, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Control the [Higher Illusion] to gradually change.

Gray's illusion walked over from the side, stood in front of Lance, and stopped.

Lina's illusion also emerged from the shadows, walked to Lance's side, and stood still.

The two illusions were so lifelike that they even had the rise and fall of their breaths.

Lance nodded in satisfaction, then mounted his horse.

He roared in Hans's voice, "Grey, Lina, come with me! Something's wrong in the woods ahead, let's check it out! Soldiers, rest."

After saying that, he spurred his horse and headed towards the woods.

Gray and Lina's illusions immediately "followed" them—Gray strode heavily, his tower shield slung over his back; Lina, on the other hand, moved nimbly along the flanks like a ghost.

Three figures, one in front and two behind, quickly disappeared into the night.

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment as they watched this scene.

"My lords...where are we going?" a young soldier asked in a low voice.

The veteran next to him glared at him: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't! Do adults need to report to you when they do things?"

The young soldier shrank back, not daring to speak again.

But I couldn't help but wonder: Something's not right in the woods? But I didn't hear anything just now...

And why is it the boss who goes to investigate while the lower-ranking soldiers rest?

But then I thought, Lord Hans is a level 5 warrior, Lord Gray is also level 5, and Lady Lina is a skilled wanderer. What could possibly happen if the three of them went together?

Besides, even if something really happens, a lowly soldier like me would just be throwing my life away if I went. It's a good thing I didn't go!

So the soldiers continued to rest, nap, and eat their dry rations as usual.

everything is normal.

……

The soldiers were still resting on the convoy side.

A centurion was dozing against a wheel when he heard the sound of hooves and opened his eyes.

He saw Lord Hans riding back from the direction of the woods.

There was only one person.

The centurion paused for a moment, then quickly stood up and jogged to meet him.

"Lord Hans!" he bowed respectfully. "Where are Lord Gray and Lady Lina?"

Lance, mounted on his horse, looked down at him with a hint of impatience on his face.

"They're searching in the woods, I came back to check on this side," he said in Hans's voice. "You all continue to rest, and don't move around before dawn."

The centurion paused, then asked, "Search? Is there something in the woods?"

"Yes." Lance nodded. "We don't know the specifics yet. We'll wait until they finish their investigation."

After saying that, he spurred his horse and rode towards the center of the caravan.

The centurion stood there, watching his retreating figure, and scratched his head.

Lord Gray and Lady Lina stayed in the woods to search?

The three of you came together, so why did only Lord Hans return?

He had some doubts, but didn't dare to ask.

Everyone in the unit knows that Lord Hans has a bad temper. Last time, a soldier asked a question out of turn, and Hans slapped him so hard that he knocked out three of his teeth.

Never mind, it's the adults' business anyway, it's not my place to interfere.

The centurion shook his head and went back to doze off against the wheel.