Faerun: The arcane mage is still too imprisoned.

Lance rolled his eyes inwardly.

They really are low-IQ barbarians; even their heads are pointed.

So, they've turned their brains into muscles? What does a seventh-ring archmage even mean?

If they really start fighting, a few high-level spells will be enough to make half of the people here survive.

The barbarian general was about to say something more when Graham grabbed him from the side.

Graham shook his head vigorously at him, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

At the same time, he felt that this barbarian was a bit too wild...

Alfred knew exactly who this guy was, so he ignored the barbarian.

He lowered his weapon to the ground, turned back to look at the routed Sassanid army, his eyes cold.

"Don't let them get away!"

"Send the order: the entire army is in pursuit! Those who surrender will not be killed; those who dare to resist will be killed without exception!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

A Paradigm-level wanderer immediately fled.

At that moment, the Sassanid army completely collapsed.

None of the Exemplary Generals can be found now, and General Olaf was severely wounded and nearly died.

Moreover, even the great mage James only saved Olaf and then left, so this battle is impossible to fight.

The soldiers of Eredland, who had been holding back their energy for a long time, suddenly surged forward like a flood, howling as they gave chase.

The slow-moving soldiers of the Sassanid Kingdom threw down their weapons and knelt down to surrender, while the fast-moving soldiers wished they had two more legs, even throwing away their armor in order to run faster.

Alicia, sword in hand, watched the fleeing Sassanid army and spat.

She turned to look at Lance, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"Thanks, Lance. That old bastard is pretty strong. If it weren't for your help today, I wouldn't have been able to beat him up."

Lance waved his hand and smiled.

"It was just a small favor, no need to say more."

Alfred walked over, patted Lance on the shoulder, and looked very grateful.

"Master Lance, I am deeply grateful! This battle owes much to you."

"Once we get back to the capital, I'll definitely have my brother grant you a marquisate! Territory, gold coins—you name it, I'll give you!"

"Besides that, there's another surprise!"

"Oh? What kind of surprise is it?" Lance asked with interest.

"It's... a surprise!"

Alfred gave a vague answer.

"What kind of surprise was it?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if you told everyone."

"He only has mouth."

……

The chase lasted from noon until evening.

The army only began to return as the setting sun dyed the horizon blood red.

As night fell, the campfire in the camp was lit.

The soldiers gathered around the bonfire, roasting the captured Sassanid rations, chatting and laughing, singing and dancing, and bursting into thunderous cheers.

"We won! We won!"

"Long live Ereland!"

The cheers rose in waves, shaking the leaves of the trees nearby.

Lance sat in his tent and opened the control panel.

[Mission: "Defense of Rild City" Completed]

[Mission Rating: Godlike]

[Task rewards are being distributed...]

A pale blue light screen unfolded before my eyes, revealing lines of text.

[Gained the fourth-circle spell—Flying Thunder God Technique!]

[Gained the fourth-circle spell - Bursting Fire Dragon Bullet!]

Lance's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked up the spell explanation.

【Flying Thunder God Technique: Casting time is one hour. You can choose to leave a magic mark at your current location (up to 5 at a time), or teleport to any existing mark.

Teleportation distance: within this plane.

The marker is permanent and cannot be detected or removed by conventional means.

"An hour casting time is indeed a bit long; it's much worse than the original Flying Thunder God Technique..."

"Well, it's just a fourth-ring spell anyway, can't expect too much."

He then looked at the second spell.

【Exploding Fire Dragon Bullet: You fire a dragon-head-shaped fireball to attack a target within 250 meters of you.

Creatures within a spherical area with a radius of 30 meters must make a Dexterity saving throw. Failure to do so will result in 54 points of fire damage and the creature being stained with continuously burning lava fluid.

If the exemption is successful, the damage is halved and the player is not stained with slurry.

Lava Lava: Deals 12 fire damage every 6 seconds for 1 minute. Can be extinguished with water or magic.

"This thing is way more powerful than a fireball..."

Lance closed the spell descriptions and opened the spell learning interface. He still had a lot of experience points left, so he picked out a bunch of useful fourth-circle spells and learned them.

After using up most of the experience points,

[Used 8000 experience points to level up to level 8!]

Power... more power flowed into Lance's body...

Congratulations on reaching Level 8 Arcane Mage!

[Your attributes +1!]

[You have acquired a new profession feat: Advanced Spellcasting without material requirements!]

Lance immediately checked the updated panel.

Name: Lance

[Race: Half-elf]

[Class: Level 8 Arcane Mage]

Experience points: 0/8000

[Arc: 80/80]

[HP: 112/112]

--property--

【Strength: 17】

[Agility: 18]

[Physical Fitness: 18]

【Intelligence: 22】

【Perception: 20】

【Charm: 22】

——Specialty——

[Copy Scroll] [Spellcasting Material-Free] [Arcane Echo] [Quick Copy] [Projection Buster] [Upgraded Ring Casting] [Arcane Pact] [Arcane Mastery] [Instant Arcane Casting] [Spell Penetration]

[Advanced Spellcasting Material Reduction: Eliminates the need for spellcasting materials for spells of levels 4-9. However, special materials such as experience points, artifacts, and artifact fragments cannot be exempted.]

—Spell—

[Zero-ring spells: Magic Trick, Fire Arrow, Tremor Shock, Preemptive Strike, Mana Burst, Tranquil Mist, Blade Burst, Aard Sign, Death Knell, Thunderclap...]

[First-level spells: Magic Missile, Mage Armor, Grease, Basic Dimensional Pocket, Invisibility, Slip Away from the Foot, Charm, Healing Mantra, Holy Slash, Featherfall, Forced Duel...]

[Second-Circle Spells: Giant Growth/Shrinking, Bear's Resilience, Bull's Strength, Intermediate Dimensional Pocket, Lesser Spirit Bomb, Skin Reversal, Mirror Image, Whirlpool Warp...]

[Third-Circle Spells: Flight, Blink, Thunder Step, Fireball, Haste, Dispel Magic, Protection from Energy Damage, Slow, Stink Cloud, Ashardron Run, Hypnotic Mark, Noisy Shield, Counterspell, Resurrection...]

[Fourth Ring Spells: Anti-Death Spell, Door to Anywhere, Ice Storm, Polymorph, Greater Invisibility, Banishment, Confusion, Stone Skin, Avatar Tentacles, Freedom of Movement, Phantom Assassin, Flying Thunder God Technique, Exploding Fire Dragon Bullet...]

……

The capital of the Sassanid kingdom, the royal palace.

When Olaf was pulled out of the portal by James, he was already unsteady on his feet.

His knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground, his blood staining a large area of ​​the palace hall floor red.

The surrounding guards were startled; some drew their swords, while others ducked back.

"You are... General Olaf!"

A young guard exclaimed, his hand trembling so much that he almost dropped his sword.