Reginard always felt that the night was rather unpeaceful, as if something was destined to happen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He climbed the wall alone in the cold night air, even though Karma had rushed him to his room to rest not long ago.

But he couldn't sleep.

Well, he didn't like the so-called sleep very much, and he probably blamed it on the forbidden pupil technique. Power always comes at a cost, and with great power comes great responsibility.

The training of the mage army has gradually had a general direction, and he has collected the expertise of each mage, and has a rough statistic on the strength of magic power, the speed of condensation, and the speed of spell casting-

These are the three important indicators of a magician.

The strength of the mana depends on the strength of the mana, which has a lot to do with talent, but in general, older mages accumulate more powerful magic power over time.

The speed of condensation depends more on spiritual power, and the cultivation of spiritual power is more difficult, except for some rare secret methods in the world, so it comes more from talent, but it will weaken with the aging of the body, after all, those old magicians are even a problem to control the body, let alone control the magic power.

The speed at which a spell is cast depends on the individual's proficiency and skill, and mages who cast the spell regularly are more likely to cast it more quickly. Of course, skill plays a big part of it, mostly simplifications of magic circles and spells, but these always vary from person to person, and the skills used to cast them are also secrets between magicians.

Reginard's plan was to divide the mage army into three parts, each with their own responsibilities - mana supply, mana condensation, and magic casting.

The magic is supplied by an old magician with strong magical power, and a young magician with excellent mental strength is responsible for condensing the magic power, and then the skilled magician quickly condenses the spell and releases the spell.

In this way, they should be able to maximize their efficiency, and they can be used to implement unified casting or intermittent commands like archers or infantry phalanxes.

The run-in work and drills were carried out again and again until the second half of the night, and the moon had already crossed the highest point in the sky. It's easy to plan, but it's not so easy to make them truly feel like a person, with everything going on and off seamlessly.

What's more, it's just behind closed doors now, if they really go to the battlefield, the tense atmosphere, the urgent battle situation, may make them fall into a panic, they may make mistakes in the chaos, and they may accidentally hand over the unformed magic power to the follow-up spell, causing the spell to dissipate directly halfway.

These are all things that can happen.

In addition, depending on the needs of the battlefield, they need to play different roles, protecting the walls, fire support, or quickly destroying the designated target, not all mages are proficient in using different kinds of spells, they all have their own areas of specialization, so they have to quickly change the process according to the different instructions.

The statistic of the last training session was completed in five seconds, and for the condensation of the fireball technique, this statistic is only the level of an apprentice.

Then Karma drove him straight back to rest.

Thinking of this, Reginald couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, he paced aimlessly on the city wall, in fact, the whole day of fighting had exhausted him and almost fell apart, but he didn't feel the so-called sleepiness.

The moonlight was bright, and the tent city built by Noxus in the distance was only shrouded in the quiet light of the stars. He held two battlements in his hands, and looked down from the recess, and there was silence in all directions.

Really, how could there be a surprise attack?

I really can't believe my hunch.

Having said that, I really don't know how long this outer wall will last long, and several places have already been wiped out by the bombardment of Noxus. In fact, theoretically speaking, it is obviously wiser to abandon this wall, it has been two days, and its buffering effect has been achieved. Moreover, the protection of this wall is not at all comparable to the inner wall, the original Presdian wall, which is a wall that combines building materials and magic materials, and with just a little energy injection, it can increase several levels of protection.

But he knew that the wall would definitely be a in the minds of the soldiers, and if they were to give it up easily, it would seem to announce that they had retreated into a desperate situation.

In fact, it's just greed, and people are such animals.

In the morning, he doubted that he could hold the wall, and he was lucky enough to hold it, but he began to have unrealistic illusions, hoping to hold it longer.

He heard the sound of someone climbing the wall, light but swift, apparently with a purpose, not the daily patrol of the soldiers. And that voice, he'd heard through the office door many times, Irelia.

He must have found out about his disappearance, right?

He ducked into the shadows beside him, listening to the sound coming from the direction of the top of the spiral staircase, which looked like a thief.

"Alright, don't hide it anymore. The moonlight is so bright tonight, and you're still wearing so white, I really thought I couldn't see you. Irelia's voice rang out.

Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, Reginald stepped out from behind the wall. The night was as soft as the moonlight, not cold, so Irelia wore almost pajamas, soft and soft, very cute warm colors, and it must have been very comfortable just by looking like it, and her fluffy slippers dragged on the floor.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, her hair was dark and smooth, and the girls' hair was always clean, perhaps because they spent more time taking care of it every day.

"I just can't sleep." He said.

"Well, I'm not going to blame you." Irelia waved her hand and walked over to him, sitting down directly against the battlements, her hands on her knees. "Well, I can't sleep either."

Reginald sat down beside the battlements and beside her.

"Believe me, it's going to be fine, Akali has protected him out to sea, and Demacia's fleet has been working hard to keep the sea safe. He'll be back, with reinforcements. He said he could guess what was on Irelia's mind, and it must be about her brother, Zeroth.

"Not exactly." She lowered her head, her chin resting on her knees, and her eyes fixed on the top of her slippers. "The fighting here is getting tougher every day. Didn't you find out? Noxus have less time to attack every day than they have to rest. What are they preparing, the real storm may be coming. But ......"

"But our people are tired." Reginard took her frustrated words and said, "The losses of Noxus are only a drop in the bucket, they are just constantly interfering with our rest, and the soldiers are already frightened birds. I heard that last night, a soldier accidentally dropped his shield on the ground, waking almost everyone up. ”

Irelia nodded. "People are dying every day. I really don't know how much we will lose in a war - even if we win, it is not worth mentioning compared to what we lose. ”

"It's all in the country and at home." Reginard smiled, his voice brighter at night, "But that's what war is supposed to be." Or else? There are always some things in this world that cannot be avoided, and you can't escape if you want to, so you can only face them head-on. For example, I'm only here this time to persuade Li Qing's hard stone to return to the War College, who knows that I was trapped here by the Great War. ”

"Bad luck." She laughed.

"So don't think about it, we are doing a big thing, a big thing that will go down in history, although I don't know what the meaning of that history book is, but it will make the world a little different, and it will be a little better It's worth it."

"Sounds great." She said with a sarcastic smile.

"Why else would I be here? If there is nothing to accomplish, unrealistic dreams, in fact, can be happier. Maybe I'll settle in some quiet village and be a teacher, and occasionally use spells to make everyone worship me. Then, I have a crush on a girl from the next village. ”

"You don't look like you're going to have a crush on someone else." Irelia squinted her eyes, and Reginad shrugged helplessly at her poisonous tongue, looking farther away.

The two of them chatted aimlessly, some not. Irelia's hand, which had been in her pocket, suddenly took out a veil, "This thing is a relic left by my mother, she is a witch, it looks like it should be a magician's thing." I don't know how to do magic, and I can't use it, so I'd better give it to you. ”

She didn't look at him, just handed it to the side, but Reginard neither answered nor answered, only a soft snoring in response.

This guy ......

I actually fell asleep.

Irelia looked at him angrily and amusefully, and pulled the veil back into her pocket. Really, don't forget it, Soraka said, it's a treasure that can be used to ward off fatal damage.

She thought she had completely forgotten that she had come to tell him bad news.

Balance three forbearances, for some reason is no longer in the army.