Duff, who had already used his mana to float into the air, was secretly anxious as he watched more and more guards surrender under his feet.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that the battle didn't take long from the time it happened to the time it ended.

There is a sense of helplessness that I dare not love, but that everything is happening too quickly.

How long did it take from the other party's charge to the beating of the human warriors who surrendered on their knees? Half an hour? Or a quarter of an hour?

Duff, who was surrounded by three water shields in mid-air, saw that the guards of the merchant group were vulnerable, and he had no chance to make a move.

Looking at the battlefield at his feet with annoyance, to be honest, for a magician, nearly a hundred barbarian warriors really didn't even have a worthy target.

Water-based attack magic, mostly monolithic, and very weak.

Looking at the barbarians below like tigers entering a flock of sheep, Duff felt that his single water-based magic was no sharper than the bows and arrows of the warriors.

He knew very well that barbarians were born with semi-petrified skin, and their strong muscles were as hard as the aura of "stone skin" blessed by Beamon's sacrifice.

Water-based magic monolithic attack? Hehe, it is estimated that you can't even break the opponent's defense, but if it's high-level water magic, you have to chant a spell.

At this time, the barbarians were focused on the battle, and no one had the leisure to look up at the sky, and the yellow sand was flying around them, and the visibility was really not high.

Therefore, no barbarian has yet discovered himself in mid-air, but if he chants a spell, the air around him will be affected by the magic element and cause a change.

Barbarians who are extremely sensitive to the space around them will find themselves nine times out of ten.

If you escape, you can fly in the sky with your mana, and you have a great deal of certainty.

But if he retreats without a fight, once he returns to the principality, he will not be able to make a mission to the prince, and he will be reluctant to pay the five hundred gold coins.

Duff, who was in a dilemma, suddenly spotted Eren and saw that this guy was directing the barbarian warriors to tie up the human warriors with a smug face.

Looking at this Eren, who was obviously one size smaller than the other barbarians, Duff felt that this guy was probably the chief of the barbarian tribe.

Looking at the yelling Ellen, Duff smiled sinisterly.

The head of the guard, Cologne Cage, has been subdued, and the only magician in the merchant group, Lord Duff, is nowhere to be found, and the human warriors who have no fighting spirit are all tied up with rattan grass by the barbarian warriors one by one.

Alan, who was afraid that something would happen, was directing the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

"Bring all the wagons back to the camp and count the loot, it's too windy!"

"Hurry up, those who are too seriously injured, give them a good time."

After old Zack made a round, he ran to Allen's side with a look of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Chief Zack, these humans are our captives, can you exchange them for ransom?" Seeing the chief coming, Alan hurriedly asked.

"Humans should have this tradition, but looking at their appearance, they are also some low-level guards, and the tribal warriors in this battle are not damaged, so it is better to let them go." Old Zack thinks that this group of prisoners of war is a burden to bring back to the tribe, and they have to be released sooner or later, there is not much food in the camp, and the sooner they are released back to the Duchy of Lotle, they can also block the big chieftain sooner.

"Well, I think so, it's useless to raise a bunch of waste rice buckets, sooner or later you have to let them go back, but you can use them as coolies first, and then put them back when they run out." Allen approved of Zach Sr.'s proposal.

While chatting with old Zack with or without a match, he secretly observed the surroundings, and seemed to be chatting about Allen, who was a little unprepared, but his body was tense at this time.

He always felt that there was a pair of hostile eyes staring at him in the dark, and this intuition had no scientific basis, but he had saved his life many times in the past.

The wind swept through the yellow sand and couldn't open his eyes, but Alan was still extremely keenly aware of the vibration of the mana element.

His instincts were not wrong, and the mid-empty Duff had finished chanting the spell and summoned a high-level water magic---- dripping through the stone.

After silently reciting the incantation, a fist-sized water balloon slowly appeared in his hand, and if you look closely, you will find that the water ball is composed of three water-like bows and arrows constantly swimming, which is the highest level of single attack magic he can summon.

Dripping Water Piercing Stone can be said to be an enhanced version of the Water Arrow, which consists of three Water Arrows aimed at the same target and shot one after another.

If it is a dripping stone summoned by a magician or even a saint-level magician, the water ball even contains dozens or hundreds of water arrows, but unfortunately he is only a high-level magician, and without attracting the attention of others, three water arrows is the limit.

Duff looked at Allen, believing that the smaller barbarian on the ground was an important figure in the tribe, if not a chieftain.

As long as he kills or injures the other party, it is good to return to the principality to give an explanation to the prince, after all, it is not his fault, but the merchant guards are too cowardly.

As a venerable magician, this is already a very conscientious effort, and I believe that the prince will not blame him.

Duff's plan is perfect, maybe the primary water spell Water Arrow will not bring much damage to the other party.

However, the high-level single water system spell, dripping water through the stone is different, the water arrows conjured by the three water elements, one after another, hit the same position, not to mention the barbarian with only half-petrified skin, even if it is a Beamon orc with a stone skin aura, it will also remove half a life after taking a hit.

Magic has been carried forward in the hands of human beings, and has developed five main systems such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and has extended other lineages through its five systems, such as light, space, alchemy, ice, sand, etc.

In addition to humans, the elves known as the guardians of the forest, and the druids, friends of nature, are all races that are particularly favored by the magic element, and even the Beamon orcs have dedicated sacrifices to summon war songs through the power of faith.

To put it bluntly, on the continent of San Cassis, it is possible for all races to cultivate elemental magic.

There is only one exception, and that is the barbarians of the wasteland who live in the so-called magical desert, and some human mages once joked that even a magic apprentice who can only summon fireballs can become a chief archmage in the Great Wasteland.

Unlike Allen, who has an accurate sixth sense, Old Zach also perceives the abnormal movement in the surrounding space.

As a barbarian known across the continent who has no connection to the magical element, he has never eaten pork, but he has seen too many pigs running.

"Human mage?" Old Zach suddenly shouted: "Hide, look for cover, there are human magicians!" ”

And he himself jumped off the back of the "Iron Mountain" in search of suspicious humans.

He was secretly wondering just now that none of the mages in the guards had found out, and he thought that the other party did not have a mage with him.

It turned out that he had hidden early, preparing to sneak attack secretly, and old Zach tensed his nerves.

When Alan heard the words "human magician", he realized where his nervousness came from, and he was sure that his judgment was correct.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I picked up two small shields and hurriedly ran to the back of the carriage, leaning my back against the door while looking for suspicious places around me.

The tribal warriors who were originally cleaning the battlefield were also in a state of confusion in an instant, looking for cover, different from the human warriors. The sword threat doesn't matter, the magic of the human magician is the real threat to them.

"Discovered?" Duff, who was floating in mid-air, didn't expect the other party to be so keen.

Before he had time to analyze the reason, Duff quickly locked on to Allen through his gaze, and the three water arrows in the dripping water through the stone were lined up in a straight line, driven by mana, and flew towards Allen with the sound of breaking the air.

Allen, who was leaning back to the carriage and half-squatting behind two small round shields, suddenly noticed a cold light in the air, a waterline glowing with blue light, rushing towards the door in front of him.

Because of the wind and sand, when Eren noticed the danger, the waterline of three water arrows was already very close to him.

This also caused him to have no time to make evasive actions, and in a hurry, his body turned slightly in a small half circle, holding two small round shields high in front of his arms, and Alan tried to avoid the attack on his vital organs.

"Puff puff" three times, the first two water arrows pierced through the two small round shields, and the third water arrow also stabbed into Allen's arm, and in a moment, the water arrow melted into water droplets, mixed with blood and water gushing out.

Quickly finding a piece of animal skin, Alan bandaged it with his teeth and right hand.

Moved the arms, fortunately, did not hurt the bones.

Staring at the direction of the water arrow, Alan grabbed a small round shield with a hole in his right hand and threw it in the general direction.

As expected, this kind of magic would not bend, and for him, who was good at judging the direction of the trajectory, this little trick could not hide from him at all.

With a soft "bang", he noticed that in midair, a silvery-white light seemed to flicker.

This is the sound and light of the small shield smashing the Duff water shield.

Duf, who was scared into a cold sweat, didn't expect the other party to react so quickly, and just by judging by a simple direction, he could throw the small shield out and hit himself?

Fortunately, he had already blessed the three-sided water shield, if it wasn't for the shield to resist the attack, if he smashed it this time, his old arms and legs might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Originally, he could turn around and run after a sneak attack, but he thought very highly of himself and wanted to observe the results of the battle, but instead revealed his position.

Duf, who was secretly frightened, must not be shocked by the strength of the other party.

Although the "Aquamarine Stone" is only a water-based magic shield, this is a three-sided shield conjured up by the water element, and the three-sided shields must be stacked together at the same time to counteract the opponent's physical attack.

At the same time, the old Zack, who had been paying attention to every move around him, also discovered Duff's position in mid-air, and imitated Allen's example, picked up a small round shield and threw it.

It's a pity that the strength is enough, and you can determine it by listening to the sound of breaking the air in mid-air, but the accuracy is too much, and it is not less than ten meters away from the position where Duff is, and I don't know where to fly.

Duff was also taken aback, and sighed silently: "Hey, it's not a crime of war. ”

He is only a high-level water magician, and he does not have the strength to completely annihilate so many barbarian warriors, so he originally planned to sneak attack secretly, and after he succeeded, he would go back and make a good deal, but now his plan has completely failed.

Without the slightest hesitation, after quickly adjusting the direction, he was ready to slip away under the cover of the yellow sand.

Duff's choice was not wrong, for a magician who could float to a certain height, and the visibility was so low, Alan and the tribal warriors on the ground really had no choice but to watch each other disappear into the yellow sand.

It's a pity that for Duff, the idea is very full, but the reality is very skinny.

Just as the tribal warriors just now did not find Duff floating in mid-air, Duff also did not find the acid-etched giant crow "Murto" hovering high in the air!