Originally, with the danger of Oreda's fortress, Link should not have bothered with Job's affairs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, he had a faint feeling that was very bad.

He felt that Ammons was not only blocking the news of the entire Black Forest in preparation for the final offensive, but that he was probably taking advantage of the Terrans' fear of artifacts to quietly attack the city of Job.

If in the final assault, the dark elves have powerful magic cannons and airships, it will be a disaster for Oreda Fortress and even the entire Norton Kingdom!

This concern made it necessary for Link to figure out the situation of the Job.

After waiting patiently in the mountains and forests for half an hour, the screaming winged demons in the sky finally left, and instead of heading in the direction of the Black Forest to the northeast as Link had thought, they flew all the way to the northwest.

This suggests that they may have a follow-up mission, which adds to Link's concerns.

"Let's go, let's see." Link whispered.

Vankonos opened the way in front, Link followed him, and the two of them cautiously walked into the still burning wreckage of the airship under the cover of the bushes in the forest.

At this time, the flames on the wreckage of the airship had weakened a lot, and there was no burning sensation nearby.

Walking up to the corpse of a Job, Van Knos began to take a closer look: "This Jobman is wearing a coverall, and this is an engineer. There's an emblem here, a pair of blue wings and a gear, master, do you know it? ”

Link recalls the memories of the game in his previous life, and quickly finds the corresponding information: "The winged gear emblem should be the mark of the city of Bololl in the sky, which is one of the main cities of the Job, and is especially good at making magic airships...... It's not good, keep looking for clues, we need to know what the hell is going on. ”

Van Knos nodded, and he circled around the airship, examining corpses one by one.

There were more than a dozen demon corpses on the ground, and they had nothing on them except for the armor unique to demons, so they could only see the categories, and they couldn't look for more information. There were seven or eight corpses of the Dark Elves, and they had an insignia on their leather armor, a circle of moonlight wrapped around a blood-spattered sword.

"This is a member of the Dark Elves' elite flying legion, Moonlight Wings, how did they come here?" Fankonos's voice was full of surprise, and the worry on his face became very thick, and it was clear that he had already thought of a possibility.

After searching for a while, he suddenly said, "Master, you see, this Job man has a letter hidden in him. ”

This letter is very secretive, it is hidden in the compartment of the clothes of this Job's corpse, this Job's body has been searched by the devil just now, but the other party has not found the existence of this letter.

This shows the ability of this guy Vankonos, who has an almost intuitive acuity and can easily find key clues.

He handed the envelope to Link, and the letter also had the emblem of Sky City, and there was no magic mark on the seal, so it didn't show any magic aura.

I opened the letter and pulled out the letter paper, but it was blank and there was nothing.

"Empty stationery? Why is the empty letter so hidden? "Vankonos was also watching, and he was very strange.

"It's not empty stationery." Link shook his head, every master of enchantment has an almost instinctive sensitivity to the properties of materials, and so is Link, the moment he got this letter, he felt that there was a mystery hidden in it.

"Attribute Detection" Link uses a level 1 enchantment.

There was a soft 'ding' sound, and a powdery spot of light appeared out of thin air, sprinkled on the letter paper like gold dust, and a strange situation immediately appeared.

Sure enough, there was something written on the empty letterhead, because of the different properties of the material, so the light spot adsorption capacity for attribute detection was also different, and the handwriting on the letterhead was immediately visible.

The letter was written in the Jobian script, and Vincnos was blind, but Link could read it, and he whispered it in the lingua franca of the Terrans.

"Dear Marshal of the Terran Race, our clan has been fiercely attacked by the Dark Legion, we don't know how many people have come from the other side, but from the current point of view, at least more than 30,000, half of them are demons, our city is in danger, and almost all the residents of the small villages and towns outside the city have been killed....... Larico is also at stake....... In my capacity as Speaker of the Takayama Council, I beg for the assistance of the Legion. ”

This is a letter asking for help, and the target is Duke Abel of Oreda Fortress.

Link turned his head to look at the airship again, and from the wreckage, it could be judged that this was not the main battle airship of the Job, but an assault airship with a long speed, which was much more slender than the airship that Link had once made, and had fewer magic cannons on it.

Obviously, it broke out and tried to call for help, but unfortunately it still couldn't escape the interception of the dark army.

The more Fankonos thought about it, the more surprised he became: "No wonder there has been no major movement in the Black Forest during this time, I didn't expect them to attack the city of the Jobians without us knowing, they must want to get the magic cannons and battle airships of the Jobians!" ”

Link nodded as well, and he continued, "There's still too little written on the letter, so let's look all the way to see if there are any Yobo survivors." ”

The Job's airship was already in the fire before it crashed, and they flew all the way, exploding and dropping things on the ground at the same time, so the clue is very obvious.

The two of them followed the parts of the airship that could be seen everywhere on the ground, and searched for them in a northwestern direction.

After walking for more than a mile, the two of them came to a large area of dense grass, and Fanknos suddenly stopped, and he said softly: "Master, I feel very bad, it seems that I am being targeted. ”

Link also felt that the other party had some strange methods, and he was able to see through his traceless invisibility magic, but although he felt being targeted, Link didn't feel much danger.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "It must be some surviving Job, if I guess correctly, the magic musket in his hand must be pointed at our heads. ”

"He was pointed to the head with the muskets of the Job..... It doesn't feel good. Fankonos's handsome face was full of wry smiles and embarrassment.

In Feroman, the magic musket was invented by the dwarves first, the dwarves and the Jobians both lived in the Hengduan Mountains, and the two had frequent commercial trade, because the magic muskets were powerful and did not require high physical fitness, so they became the favorite of the slender Job, and the Jobians carried forward the magic muskets and created a large number of high-powered muskets.

In Feroman, 'being held to the head with a Jobian musket' has become a slang phrase that means 'mortal realm'.

Link had been searching for Job's location, and after about three seconds, his wand jerked in his hand, and a sesame-sized point of light flew out silently.

'Buzz~' There was a soft sound, and the ball of space spread, successfully restraining a target in the grass 50 meters away, and immediately after, a ball of fire came out from behind the grass, and the musketeer was frightened and subconsciously opened fire.

It's a pity that this doesn't work.

"Let's go, he's over there."

Van Knos had already rushed over, and when he reached the grass, he saw two Jobians hiding in the grass, a man and a woman, the man covered in blood and lying motionless on the ground, and the woman half-crouched on the ground, a large musket with a glass scope on her knees, the muzzle of which was aimed at where they had been.

Of course, there was no threat to these two men, because they had been bound by the space orb, and their movements were as slow as if they were fixed.

In this strange space, Van Knos saw a strange sight.

He saw that at the muzzle of the female Job's musket, a beautiful flame was slowly blooming, and in the flames, a spinning magic bullet was flying forward little by little.

It looked like it was slow, but the bullet managed to hit the air ripples in circles, and it looked beautiful.

"This Master Link's magic is beyond imagination." Vankonos sighed in his heart.

Link also walked over, saw two people in the grass, observed them, and said, "That man's injuries are too serious, the blood is almost gone, and there is no help." This woman, if the penetrating wound on her leg is not treated, it is estimated that she will not live for three days. ”

As he spoke, Link unleashed a mute barrier on the Job, and then lifted the spatial constraints.

The Jobman musketeers sped up, but in the silent barrier, the sound of the musket disappeared, and Link then canceled the silent barrier.

"Who are you?" The musketeer's face was covered in blood, she looked vigilant, she was not stupid, and when she was questioned, the musket in her hand was pointed at the ground.

Link introduced himself: "I'm Lord Field, Link. Moleni, as you can see, I am a magician. ”

Fankonos also introduced himself: "I am Fankonos, a ranger from the famous continent...... Uh, hey, are you listening to me, what are you crying about? Am I so charismatic? ”

Before he could finish speaking, the Jobian musketeer looked at them fixedly, and tears welled up in the big, Jobian eyes.

"Master Link, our city is finished." The female Job paid no attention to Fanknos, and she whimpered: "The Dark Legion has broken through the city in the sky, and they kill anyone they see, my father, mother, and brother have all been killed by them, and they have eaten my brother..... Woowoo...... They were all dead, the city was on fire, and my home was gone. ”

Who is Fanknos? She didn't know anything about it, but Link, the lord of Field, the most powerful battle mage of the Terrans, had already spread all over the continent, especially since Link and the Job had been working together frequently, and the daughter of fate, Ilyndor, had been promoting his reputation for him, so the Job people were very familiar with him.

In the eyes of Job, Link's image is that of strength, justice, benevolence, generosity, wisdom, etc., all of which are positive images anyway.

At this time, this Job's musketeer had just experienced the great misery of life, and at this time, when she saw such a strong person who could be relied on, her tense emotions suddenly collapsed, and she cried profusely.

Fankonos was still a little lost, but as he listened, he was also silent, and although he had not been in the army for a long time, he had already experienced a lot of misery.

He remembered his comrades who had died on the battlefields of the North, their dying screams, and the desperate cries of the recruits in the face of demons.

He also remembered that during one of his missions, one of his men was a very smart and clever girl named Lily, who had lake-blue eyes and a pair of cherry mouths. She liked him very much, always chasing him and asking questions, calling him big brother affectionately, and she also dedicated her body to him, and when the love was strong, Fanknos even moved the idea of marrying this girl.

But in the Black Forest, she was torn apart by a terrorist, and her head was in a different place, and the beautiful head finally rolled to his hiding place, and its lake-blue eyes looked at him blankly, as if to question why he didn't save her.

Fankonos's eyes were hot, and his vision was a little blurry.

"I'll go around and see if there's any situation." Van Knos didn't want to cry in front of people, so he said a word and turned to investigate the situation.

Link couldn't escape, so he could only act as a benevolent elder at this time, and gently patted the musketeer on the shoulder: "It's going to be okay, everything is going to be okay." Now, I'll treat your wounds, and you and I will talk about your situation carefully, okay? ”

"Hmm." The musketeer wiped his tears and nodded. (To be continued.) )