"Burroughs, come out!" said Toras, who was sneaking between the branches of the tree, stumbled and almost fell from a tree more than ten meters away......

"Who the hell is this client?How does he know my real name?How does he know where I am??" The trust, who had just regained his footing, and whose real name was supposed to be Burroughs, several questions suddenly popped up in his mind.

"My best student, you shouldn't have doubts in battle!" shouted the client in the distance.

"It's not good!" Burroughs tightened his heart: "I've been tricked! I shouldn't care what he says, I'm distracted!"

Burroughs immediately jumped to the side with all his might, but he was still a step slower, and a dart hit his right hand! Blood splashed everywhere! Burroughs's heart sank, as a ranger who shoots arrows, the hand that drew the bow was injured, which completely means that most of his combat power has been lost!

"Gotta retreat, a magician with many magic items and a combined team that should be a high-level class, I can't solve it alone, I have to go back and report to the fortress!" Burroughs decided, ignoring the darts on his arm, and prepared to retreat.

Before retreating, he habitually looked back at the situation of the two people over there, but suddenly it seemed as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body stopped involuntarily......

Looking through Burroughs' eyes with excellent eyesight, the client was throwing another dart. And the focus of Burroughs' eyes was on the client's hand, which had a wolf's head mark!

Burroughs remembered that the man with the wolf's head mark on his right hand was his teacher!

Ten years ago, Burroughs, who was still a student, was sent to the Military Academy of the Imperial City University as a special student in the North, and took his first cultural class - there were no cultural classes in the northern border areas, but they were all courses to train for combat.

The first cultural class was Wiener Mittel, vice president of the Military Academy of the Imperial City University. During the lesson, when Vice Dean Wiener noticed that everyone was curious about the imprint on his right hand where he was writing on the blackboard, he asked all the students in the class, including Burroughs, in a relaxed tone, "This wolf head looks cool, doesn't it?"

There was a burst of laughter from the students, and there was a lot of laughter from below: "It's cool!"

"I put this wolf head on my hand, in fact, to remind myself at all times, I am a soldier of the Atlantan Empire! And when the imperial soldiers face the enemy, they must unite like wolves to defend the empire!" Vice Dean Wiener's face gradually became serious in the laughter of the students: "If we don't unite, we can't defend our empire! We can't protect our families! Look at our map, we border the territory of the orcs in the north, the Xia Dynasty in the east, and the Blue Empire in the south! We have strong enemies on three sides! They probably wonder every day how to wipe us clean, and we're in the Hengduan Mountains to the west, and there's not a single road ......."

Burroughs remembered the lesson vividly, and for the first time he realized that his country was almost surrounded on all sides, but why, why was the teacher who taught him so much knowledge here!

"Why? Why?" Burroughs shouted three times, "Why?" and the last one was louder than the other, and the last one was even screamed!

"What why?" the client was strange at first, but then when he saw the wolf head mark on his hand, he laughed: "It is worthy of being the best eyesight among the students of that class, and I can see it clearly from such a distance...... It seems that you have already recognized me, and I wanted to shoot and injure you after messing with your mind, so that you know that you will retreat and move the rescue troops after the enemy......"

The client, Vice President Vena Mittel, ripped off his hood and mask, revealing half-white hair and a dignified but somewhat kind face.

"Why did you go north?" called Burroughs, who came out from among the leaves, standing on the branch of a large tree. He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the feeling of apprehension caused by his guess just now, and pretended to be calm and far away to face his former mentor, the vice president of the empire.

"I think you already know the answer, my best student!" saw the slightly reddened and rough face after suffering from the cold and dry weather of the northern border, Vice Dean Wiener also shouted in a calm tone.

Vice Dean Wiener will always remember that this student was very fond of imperial history and culture, and took his culture classes very seriously.

"You said to ourselves, when we Imperial soldiers face the enemy, we must unite like wolves to defend the Empire!" Burroughs's eyes slowly showed some sparkle.

“......”

"Why do you want to go to the Orc Kingdom in the North? Is it so hard that you really want to go to the Alliance Orcs to attack the Empire, just for the throne of the Imperial City?" Burroughs shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Shut up! Be respectful! That's our emperor!"

"What emperor, just because our Northern Frontier Legion agrees with some of the council's proposals, he will abandon him, he will start a civil war, he will lure the wolf into the house?"

"An empire with an emperor is the real empire! You can't understand it now!" the vice president sighed, he knew that he couldn't continue to talk about it, they would definitely meet each other, and now there was no need to continue to make a drama about the relationship between teachers and students.

"Needless to say, give you a chance, should I run away or let me kill you?"

"Teacher, you don't have to ......," Burroughs wanted to continue, but what he was facing was a dagger-like hidden weapon shot by the deputy dean. And the deputy dean was ready to take the initiative, he pulled out the saber covered under the hooded robe, stepped out, and left the position that could cover the Duke mage - Duke mage no longer needed protection, Burroughs was injured in the arm, basically lost the ability to attack from a distance, and Burroughs's target was obviously Vice Dean Wiener.

"Dean, why did you stop?" said the mage, who had just bowed his head to do the final dressing, and was puzzled when he saw Vice Dean Wiener, who had only taken a step and stopped.

"He's gone. Vice President Wiener turned back and walked to the place where he had first "slept."

"Master, will you just let him go?" asked Master Duke, a little cautiously.

"As a student, I have a strong ability to calculate battles, and I can predict and use the surrounding environment, and even the mentality of the opponent will be considered. But his intelligence processing ability and emotional intelligence are really a bit terrible. Vice Dean Wiener sat down on the ground and muttered.

"This ......," Master Duke answered, with some difficulty.

"Why didn't he want to think about it, if the Northern Corps and the fortress he was in were really what he thought, how could we possibly get here? The Northern Corps is the most elite and disciplined army in the Empire, you must know that if they are not good at defense and disciplined, they will not be able to defend against the orcs. The vice dean didn't pay attention to Mr. Mage, who was starting to feel a little embarrassed next to him.

He didn't know that most of the Northern Legion was actually already from the Emperor's faction, and the troops that were not from the Emperor's faction had already found an excuse to be transferred to the station. Hey, probably most of the pro-council troops have been sent to the hill defense line to block our large forces on the surface. ”

"What does this have to do with letting your student go?" muttered to the mage.

He didn't want to think about it, this road sent him alone, and there was no backup for the mission, is it a mission? This is an indirect way to get rid of him. ”

"You know! Then you already recognized him, why didn't you kill him earlier? You let him go just now! You still don't belong to the emperor's faction? In this way, I'm still injured because of you! Alas, it hurts!" Of course, you can't say this, most of the people in the Guards Demon Guide Legion are his students, and if you anger him by saying it, how can you get mixed up in the legion in the future? And Master Duke himself can be regarded as a student of the vice president to a certain extent.

"Then you must ask me, why didn't I kill Burroughs, did I?"

"Well, yes...... No, I didn't want to ask!No, I didn't even think about it......" The mage was almost stunned by the sudden 'attack' of the vice dean.

Thankfully, the Vice Dean didn't pay any attention to him, and he continued to talk to himself, as if he was teaching Master Duke something, and as if he was teaching Master Duke as Burroughs.

"Actually, Burroughs will die if he runs back now and reports about us, and most of the fortresses he served in are now ours, and they won't let this man who knows where we are. I'm going to die anyway, so I don't have to bear the sin of killing students. ”

"Well, yes, it's still the dean's foresight. Master Duke breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got to the point.

"......" The vice president didn't speak again, but leaned back against the tree and looked into the distance without focus.

"It's a shame that such a good ranger died like this. Master Duke felt a little uncomfortable in the face of the sudden quiet environment, and said casually.

"There is no way, his relatives are in a small village behind the fortress of Versailles, the part of the people who are to be abandoned. Obviously, he is not destined to be a man with us, but an enemy with a sword...... Hey......" After the vice dean sighed, his eyes narrowed, thinking of the abandoned part of the people, Vice Dean Wiener, as a teacher, and his heart was also a little dazed.

"By the way, Burroughs, this student of yours doesn't even know that you're already the dean. Mr. Mage was a little still, maybe it was to divert his own attention, because he was reopening the wound he had just bandaged and re-treating it, you must know that the situation was urgent just now, in order not to drag the hind legs of the dean, the arrows on his body were not pulled out, and the bleeding was simply stopped. "Fortunately, I will order battlefield first aid, otherwise I will die of bleeding, no, if I didn't learn battlefield first aid, the vice president wouldn't choose me to go along, right?"

Vice Dean, no, the former Vice Dean, the current Dean, he just frowned, and didn't answer Master Duke.

"By the way, Lord Dean, if I don't use the 'Ring of Resistance' to crack the two bursting arrows that Burroughs shot at the beginning, I can just use the "Wind Power" to change their flight trajectory, or just jump away, right?"

"It's not two, it's three bursting arrows, and one is aimed at the top of your head, and when you stand up, it hits your head! Also, you jumped away, how do you stop the arrows coming at me?" Dean Wiener said a little impatiently, and began to be a little angry.

"Ah, there are three Burst Arrows!, Lord Dean, observe carefully!" Master Duke flattered the Dean, a little flustered.

The dean of "......" ignored it this time and directly pretended to sleep. He knew that Master Duke wasn't actually so stupid, let alone so talkative.

"Probably he saw it, when I thought of the group of outcasts, my heart was a little swaying, and the guilt in my heart became much lighter when he said this...... Those people, if they die, they will die, if they die, the emperor can grasp the power of the empire, and when they die, our empire can have a chance to become a real empire!"

"Lord Dean, why haven't the mercenary captain and his two team members come back yet?

"Can you be quiet!" Dean Wiener, who was just about to get angry, suddenly came back to his senses, looked in the direction where the mercenary captain and his team members left, and said, "They have already returned, it seems that they have been back for a while!"

"Are they hearing something they shouldn't have heard? Shall we...... Click......" Master Duke stroked his neck.