The wrong transmigrator assigned by the system

"what do you mean?"

“Your relationship with Lu Ming isn’t deep; at most, it’s just a chance encounter. So, the reason he’s helping you is probably because he saw that the Earl and I are right next door!” After a moment of thought, Caslan’s guess came out.

"That guy is always radical, how could he possibly have figured out that you and the Earl are next door?" Viscount Mimir, who didn't know Lu Ming well, exclaimed in surprise upon hearing Caslan's conjecture.

“Radical? Ha!” Upon hearing Mimir’s words, Count Wara-Ula couldn’t help but sneer.

Caslan added, "You call him radical because you don't know him. He's not the kind of radical you think he is; his radicalism is a very safe kind of radicalism!"

Chapter Thirty-Two - The Profound Gaze

Lu Ming and his men rested in Fubai City until evening. After eating and drinking their fill, they slowly departed, once again embarking on their pursuit of the elven army they had defeated.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Ramanlas noticed that her husband, Lu Ming, had been in a bad mood ever since his visit to Viscount Mimir, and he wasn't as attentive to his friend Winslant's sister, Caslan. Something seemed to have happened; Caslan had angered him.

But for some reason, Ramanlas did not ask, and Lu Ming did not want to say either.

Riding on horseback, Lu Ming expressionlessly communicated with his elemental creatures using magic. Like the other mages of Yogg-Sotus, he was using his elemental creatures to track the remnants of the elven army, waiting only to defeat them so he could head directly to the front lines and begin their plan.

At this moment, Lu Ming's elemental creatures located the remnants of the elven army and transmitted the message to him through the power of the contract. Upon receiving the message, Lu Ming turned around, glanced at himself and the Yogg-Sotus knights under Ramanras's command, and then shouted, "They're in the northeast! Everyone prepare to pursue them!!"

"Yes!!" Upon hearing Lu Ming's words, the knights shouted in unison, then spurred their horses and followed Lu Ming and Ramanlas towards the location of the remnants of the elven army, intending to send them to the Grim Reaper for a drink.

However, Yogsotus's sudden acceleration caused trouble for their allies behind them. The dust kicked up by the galloping warhorses enveloped the people of Kaslan and the Azkra tribe, causing them to cough.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!" While coughing, she waved her hand to clear away the smoke and dust. Kaslan watched Yugsotus leave, gritting her teeth with resentment.

The chief of the Azkra tribe, who was standing to the side, was startled when he saw her gritting her teeth. He wondered if she had a conflict with Lu Ming.

"We must catch up with them, and not let the Erebus people take all the credit!" However, before the chieftain could say anything, Kaslan turned around and shouted to the soldiers of Karna territory.

The next moment, Kaslan led his troops toward the direction of the elven army, once again kicking up dust, which angered the chieftain, who also led his army toward that direction.

It has to be said that this remnant elven army was incredibly unlucky. Before they could even do anything, they became the target of the three armies' commanders' wrath. They were truly innocent. But who sent them to Tartarus? And who sent them to the territory of Karna? In the end, it all stemmed from themselves. They were innocent, but not without fault.

After the warhorses galloped past, Lu Ming and his companions quickly spotted the remnants of the elven army. Because of their prolonged disappearance, the elves mistakenly believed that Lu Ming and his group hadn't pursued them and were now cooking and chatting idly.

Seeing this, Lu Ming and Ramanlas exchanged a glance and then nodded. Since you yourselves let your guard down, don't blame us!

Lu Ming and Ramanlas took out the Bell of Hope and the amulet from their waists and began to unleash their giant lightning spears, preparing to fire. Meanwhile, the knights of Yogsotus who could also wield lightning spears took out their amulets and began to condense their own lightning spears.

"Yahaha~!!!" With a loud shout, Lu Ming and Ramanlas simultaneously threw out their giant lightning spears. Instantly, the two giant lightning spears broke free of the air's constraints, and with a loud bang, they streaked across the sky and shot towards the elven army.

As Lu Ming and Ramanlas launched their giant lightning spears, the knights of Yogg-Sotus instantly followed suit, their spears streaking across the sky like golden meteors and falling like a torrential downpour. A flash of lightning, like divine fire descending upon the world.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Ah~!!!" The elven soldiers shouted immediately upon seeing the golden lightning spears shot into the sky from afar and then falling towards them. But facing such a terrifying rain of lightning spears, any attempt to dodge was futile.

The lightning struck, accompanied by thunder and lightning, causing devastating damage wherever it landed. Trees were instantly snapped in two and burst into flames. On the ground, flowers and grass turned to ash, and the earth was scorched black by the electricity. And when it struck an elf, it was instantly killed by the lightning, blasted into charred fragments!

Even the immortal scales of the ancient dragons could not withstand the rain of lightning spears. The knights of Yogg-Sotus allowed this remnant army of elves to taste the miracles that only the immortal ancient dragons of the past had ever experienced.

When Kaslan and the chieftain led their troops to catch up with Lu Ming and Ramanlas's Yogsoltus, they witnessed a scene that was absolutely unimaginable to anyone who had never seen it before. Yogsoltus, with fewer than six thousand men, was constantly running around the remnants of the elven army, hurling lightning spears and giant soul arrows, causing nearly thirty thousand elves to flee in terror, unable to fight him.

Seeing this unimaginable scene, Kaslan revealed an evil smile and said, "As expected, the power of Yggdrasil is not what it seems! Our Karna territory really needs to establish such a cavalry!"

Upon hearing this, the chieftain was slightly taken aback, wondering if it was really a good idea to imitate the friendly forces' combat methods. He didn't quite understand Caslan's idea.

But the next moment, he reconsidered and had the exact same thought as Caslan. After all, Yogsotus's combat power was simply too strong; anyone would be tempted by it. However, the subsequent plans still needed careful consideration! After all, this was no small matter.

"Viscount, should we charge in and join the battle?" Just as Caslan and the chieftain were each plotting against Lu Ming's Yugsotus for different reasons, Caslan's adjutant arrived and asked Caslan.

"Kill! Why not kill! This is, after all, our Karna territory. How can we hand over the enemy to our allies?" Kaslan smiled slightly, glanced at his adjutant, and said with a sly smile.

Upon seeing this, the adjutant, who knew his commander very well, immediately understood Kaslan's thoughts and agreed, leading the army to attack the remaining elven forces who had been routed by Yogthotus but refused to surrender. However, their purpose in joining the battle was not to support Yogthotus, but to record Yogthotus's combat experience for future use.

Seeing Kaslan's actions, the Azkra tribe chief did the same, though his tribe remembered far less than Kaslan's soldiers. This was partly due to insufficient education, and partly because they couldn't understand the chief's intentions and actually went to support Yogsotus!

'Damn Karna! First they peeked at my files, looked through my unit rosters, and now they're trying to steal my skills!! Is this how you treat your own troops!?'

When Lu Ming discovered that his allies, who had joined the battle, weren't particularly enthusiastic about killing the remnants of the elven army, but instead were following closely behind his and his wife's Yogg-Sotus knights, his face immediately darkened. If it weren't for the fact that the Miracaisar Kingdom was currently at war with the Aifa Empire, and that Karna Territory was an ally, he would have already fought them, and wouldn't have bothered to give Caslan'er such a hard time and teach her a lesson!

If Kaslan didn't understand his meaning at all, did he really think that he wouldn't dare to complain to the Great Ferram?

"Darling, when we get to Slanlot Castle, remember to remind me to tell her sister about that brat Caslan!" After casually using the Aries Staff to wield the Farron Swift Sword and behead two elven soldiers, Lu Ming shouted to Ramanlas, who was unable to properly command the knights in battle due to the entanglement of several friendly forces not far away.

How could Ramanlas, who was being harassed by the soldiers of Karna Territory, not see through what that brat Kaslan was thinking? So when she heard Lu Ming's very angry words, she immediately said, "I know, I'll remind you!"

Poor Kaslan, who is wholeheartedly devoted to the Karna Territory, has no idea how her sister, who is considered to have brought shame to the family, will cause her trouble. Right now, she is still dreaming that once the Karna Territory has an army that is almost as powerful as Yggdrasil's, she will no longer have to fear the old count of the Green Territory, which has always been at odds with the Karna Territory.

Because the attack was so sudden, and the remaining elven forces were not prepared, they had no choice but to surrender after resisting for about half an hour.

They were bombarded by over five thousand lightning spears three times. If they weren't so proud elves, they probably would have surrendered long ago. There was no need to wait until their numbers dwindled to only four or five thousand elves before surrendering...

After a series of headcounts, a mid-level officer from Yggdrasil approached Lu Ming and Ramanlas, saying, "In this battle, our army employed guerrilla tactics using mounted archery to avoid direct combat with the enemy as much as possible, resulting in only four casualties. The enemy suffered approximately thirteen thousand casualties. Furthermore, according to a captured elven officer, the enemy commander was killed by our first wave of lightning strikes. The soldiers are currently searching for his remains!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming nodded slightly, then looked at Caslaner not far away and said, "You can take care of those elven prisoners. We, Yugsotus, are going back to Fube City to rest. After all, the battle is still raging on the front lines, and we don't have time to linger in Karna Territory any longer!"

Looking up at the night sky, which was already past nine o'clock, Kaslan frowned and thought for a moment before finally nodding and saying, "Alright, we'll take care of those elven prisoners. You all go back now!"

Thus, the knights of Yggdrasil immediately handed over the captured elven soldiers to the soldiers of Karna's territory, and then began to head towards the city of Phoebus.

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About five kilometers outside Slanlot Castle, the most fortified and massive fortress in Tartarus, the Elven general Roassvlokoski was watching, through the magical or miraculous power of a being from a dark force, as Lu Ming, Yugsotus of Ramanas, and the people of Karna and the Azkra tribe wiped out the army that refused to obey his orders!

"Humans are just like the Beastmen and Insectoids—they're all soft-hearted. What good would it do to just bury those prisoners alive? They're just a bunch of disobedient bastards!" General Roas said with great dissatisfaction, seeing that Yogsotus and the people of Karna's territory had not killed the remnants of the Elven army.

Hearing Roas's dismissive remarks about his own people, the person from the Dark Force couldn't help but laugh, "General, now that they've fallen into the hands of humans and beastmen, they pose little threat to you. However, it seems that Lu Ming's Yugsotus is something we can really learn from."

“Not bad! Yogsotus’s tactics are indeed something we can learn from. But Kaguga, do you know why Yogsotus uses the amulet and the Blue Flame Sword?”

Upon hearing Roas's question, Kaguga's heart tightened, and he hurriedly replied, "This subordinate does not know!"

"Mounted archery is an ancient tactic, but it has always been used primarily for harassment. This is because shooting arrows from horseback, especially at a distance, is virtually impossible. The jolting on horseback disrupts the archer's rhythm, making it difficult to aim. Even our best elven archers can miss the target while mounted! Therefore, to build an army that relies entirely on mounted archery, two conditions must be met, otherwise it is absolutely impossible!"

"May I ask, General, what are the two conditions?"

"Ha! You Deep Ones are truly foolish! Listen carefully, these two conditions are: the rider must use magic, divine magic, or miracles, and the catalyst used by the rider must be portable and not hinder the rider's movements in melee combat!"

"You mean that to shoot accurately from horseback, you can't use a bow and arrow? And that the magic catalyst must be an amulet, a holy bell, or a weapon that combines a straight sword and a staff like the Blue Flame Sword?"

Roas smiled slightly and said, "That's right! Bows and arrows aren't suitable for imbuing with qi, and there's no way to control the speed and direction of a warhorse while aiming. Therefore, high-damage mounted archers must use flintlock muskets or magical weapons. Flintlock muskets require reloading, which is impractical, so only magical weapons remain. Besides, didn't you Deep Ones get the forging blueprints for the Golden Branch Staff from Sulyvahn? Why don't you forge a batch of Golden Branch Staffs and use them as a combination of spear and staff weapons?"

Upon hearing that Roas wanted a batch of golden-branched spears, Kaguga was taken aback. He then carefully considered the pros and cons and finally said, "This is not something I can decide. I must ask Lord Eldridge before I can give you an answer, General."

After saying this, Kaguga dispelled the spell and quickly left Roas's tent.

But at that moment, he suddenly heard Roas say to him, "Mysterious one, don't forget that Lu Ming and your Eldridge have a grudge. This Yugsotus might be used to deal with Eldridge! Besides, do you think Eldridge is stronger than an immortal ancient dragon and can withstand that kind of lightning spear attack?"

"Where did you hear about the immortal ancient dragon!?" (To be continued...)

Chapter Thirty-Two - Golden Branch and Staff Spear

"Honestly, those elven generals are a bunch of lunatics! They want weapons that can be used as both spears and staves. Do they think we're divine messengers, that we can create any weapon we want with divine power? We're just a bunch of dwarven blacksmiths!" In a small village occupied by the elves on the border of Tartarus, a dwarven blacksmith was complaining to his companions.

One of his companions chimed in, "Exactly! We don't have the special skills of the beast-eared blacksmiths, and the elves won't give us their special ember flames. Where are we supposed to forge this weapon that combines a spear and a staff?"

However, upon hearing this, the other companions of the two dwarves were startled and hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you two spouting?! Are you out of your minds? If those elven soldiers hear this, we're all doomed!!"

"Alright, alright! Those elven soldiers don't care what we say; they only care whether we can forge this weapon!" The dwarf who spoke first waved his hand, saying without any concern.

But as soon as he finished speaking, two elven soldiers and a human wearing a robe and hood from some evil religion walked over.

The dwarves weren't particularly afraid of the two elven soldiers. But the human who clearly belonged to a cult was a different story. That guy was an escort in the elven company stationed in this small village, and was said to belong to an evil cult called the Deep. Many people in the village knew him as a cannibalistic villain! So many people were afraid to encounter him, and these dwarven blacksmiths were no exception.

"My two elven lords and this gentleman, may I ask what brings you here today?" Swallowing slightly, forcing himself to calm down, the dwarf who was the leader of the dwarven blacksmiths approached the two elven soldiers and the man from the shadows and asked them.

The two elves remained silent; proud elves disdained speaking to dwarves, a small and exceptionally rude race. Therefore, the one who answered was naturally the member of the Dark Ones.

He lowered his hood, revealing his terrifying face, and smiled at the dwarf, saying, "General Roas Svlokoski needs a large number of Golden Staffs, but our master of the Church of the Deep, Lord Aldrich the Deep, believes that you are simply incapable of forging Golden Staffs. Therefore, he specially sent me to deliver the forging blueprints for Golden Staffs so that you can serve the general."

Upon hearing this, the dwarven blacksmiths were all taken aback and couldn't help but say, "But sir, even with the forging blueprints, it's impossible for just a few of us to forge six thousand spears!"

"You don't need to worry about that. General Svlokosky certainly wouldn't only have a few of you forge that many Golden Branch Spears. Your task is simply to forge one hundred Golden Branch Spears within a week. I believe you dwarves could complete such a task in seven days and seven nights of continuous work! Hehe..." The person from the Dark Force smiled slightly, laughing without any sympathy.

"..." Looking at the dwarven figure with the smug, indifferent smile that seemed to say "I don't care if you live or die," the dwarven blacksmiths swallowed nervously. Watching the dwarven figure hand them the forging blueprints, the leader of the dwarven blacksmiths felt as if he had received a death sentence.

But! They were dwarves, and more importantly, highly skilled dwarven blacksmiths. A hundred spears were something they could easily complete. And, most importantly, through this work, they could get some villagers to help, thus saving many lives from that dark, sinister spirit!

Perhaps sensing the dwarves' thoughts, the man from the Deep Force glanced at the dwarven blacksmith foreman and said, "Remember, my patience has its limits. If they can't be my assistants, I'll put them on my plate!"

After saying this, the mysterious man and the two elven soldiers left the place amidst the dwarves' horrified gazes.

After the man and the two elves from the deep realm had left, the dwarven blacksmith foreman immediately turned to his men and said, "What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and call all the children and young men in the village to help you!!"

At this moment, there was not a trace of fear on his face, only the elation of a successful plan. Clearly, he was not a blacksmith; he was an agent, a hunter from the Tartarus branch.

Moreover, not only him, but all the other dwarven blacksmiths were too!

"Yes!" Upon hearing the squad leader's order, the dwarves immediately summoned all the village's children and young men to their workshops.

Here, these young people and children will be transported by Yongjira to a safe area inside Tartarus, where they will be picked up by the organization's hunters and handed over to the nobles for protection.

This was a decision made after discussions among the dwarves and villagers. After all, the elves and the people of the Deep were not fools. Once Yongjira used teleportation, they would definitely find out, and then the dwarves and the remaining villagers would be killed.

While they were capable of dragging the elves and Deep people to their deaths, they were powerless to protect the remaining villagers. Therefore, they could only rescue the children and young men, sending them back to safety with the blueprints for the Golden Staff.

However, just as the dwarves were preparing to begin the teleportation, the elven army suddenly assembled urgently to support the other elven armies attacking Slanlot Castle.

This gave the dwarves a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, the teleportation was delayed until night, after they assassinated the cannibalistic anti-magic leader of the Church of the Deep. Once he was dead and the elven army had truly left, they could rescue everyone in the village!

"What does it mean that those elves suddenly chose to leave? Are they planning to launch a full-scale attack on Slanlot?" The youngest of the dwarf hunters asked, looking out the window at the elven soldiers leaving one by one, with some doubt.

"Who cares about them!" The leading dwarf tossed a gold nugget containing other special metals to the younger dwarf, then said, "Let's test if this blueprint is real first!"

"Oh......"

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As evening fell, several blacksmiths among the dwarves brought three newly forged golden-branched spears to the person from the Church of the Deep, wanting him to test their crafting of the spears to see if they could be used for spellcasting, in order to avoid any problems later.

The person from the Church of the Deep was naturally pleased with this.

Holding the Golden Staff, he continuously cast the spell "Deep Soul" with it in the backyard of his temporary residence.

A few minutes later, the spellcasting stopped due to the depletion of magic power.

After examining the newly forged Golden Staff Spear for a while, the member of the Church of the Deep said to the dwarven blacksmiths, "You've done a great job! This is the Golden Staff Spear that Sulyvahn bastard is going to have!"

"That's good. Since we haven't made any mistakes, we can now focus on forging this Golden Branch Staff Spear!" Upon hearing the man's words, the dwarf leader stepped forward to retrieve the Golden Branch Staff Spear.

Seeing the dwarven blacksmith's ungrateful attitude, the member of the Church of the Deep took a step back and angrily said, "Don't be so ungrateful! Since you've already handed this Golden Branch Staff to me for testing, then this Golden Branch Staff is mine. If you insist on taking it back, I'll have to use the Deep Soul to make you my dinner!"

Upon hearing this, the dwarven blacksmith foreman immediately stepped back and respectfully apologized: "I'm so sorry, sir, it was my rudeness."

Then, without hesitation, he led his other dwarven blacksmiths away. But as soon as they turned around, they all wore a strange smile.