Vincent listened to Evinsie, first glancing in the direction she was looking, and then following the direction she was looking.

Between the tall and short, fat and thin figures of the monsters, there is an unusually abrupt and conspicuous shadow.

With a quick estimate of his eyesight, Vincent could conclude that this vague shadow, whose real body was not visible for the time being, was about the same height as the city wall beneath his feet.

"Avensi, can you see that thing for what it really is?" Vincent reluctantly gave up the idea of relying only on himself and identifying it with the naked eye.

"There seems to be an illusion distracting. Avancy gave her own judgment.

"No wonder," Vincent sighed before continuing, "Thinking that the monster can be easily obtained, it must have something to do with this shadow. ”

"Well, and if you look to the right, there's more than one. Avensie nodded in agreement, and told Vincent about his new discovery.

Vincent squinted again, and sure enough, there were four identical giant shadows in the monster combined force about a thousand meters away from the city wall.

"This is only the northern wall where we are, and if the monsters have four of these giant shadows on one wall. ”

"Then the number of giant shadows is at least sixteen, or even much more than sixteen. I just don't know if these giant shadows will have other abilities besides the function of covering monsters. Vincent said inferentially.

Avinsie shook her head and didn't answer, and as for Avella, she was even more confused.

"I don't know how many hours this dome magic circle can last. Vincent glanced apprehensively at the shield of light close to the outer wall.

Then, he pulled out the magic pocket watch in his arms and glanced at the time.

At four o'clock in the morning in early winter, it was very dark.

After checking the time, Vincent closed the lid and put the watch away.

"I just don't know what the monsters want to do when they besiege the city, they can't be planning to capture this cold fortress. Vincent glanced ahead again and said in a joking tone.

It was clear in his heart that without the assistance of heavy siege equipment, forcibly attacking such a military fortress was almost like sending him to death.

As for the consumption of grain and grass in the fortress through the siege of the city, in order to achieve the goal of victory without a fight. In the eyes of Vincent, who knew what the fortress was like, it was even more of a joke.

Because Cyrus had told him that the food stored in the Bitter Cold Fortress was enough to feed all the soldiers and civilians in the city for a year.

year

However, Queen Fanna did not want to see the destruction of the Bitter Cold Fortress, and at most a week, she would send a reconnaissance team to take the initiative to investigate.

"Lord Vincent, can you still cast your teleportation circle?" said as Vincent shook his head amusedly, Avensey suddenly turned his head and looked into Vincent's eyes.

"I'll see, huh?" Vincent realized that he had forgotten to glance at his spatial magic, if it was still in a castable state.

However, after he summoned the skill bar interface, he saw that it was a teleportation circle in a locked state, and even short-range flash magic such as "Electric Flint Stone" turned gray.

In other words, he was in the Bitter Cold Fortress, and he temporarily lost a small part of the Elemental Envoy's life-saving skills.

"I can't cast it, it seems that the one who came is not good. Vincent canceled the skill interface, and his tone was slightly solemn.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded from behind the three Vincents.

"You parents are really big enough to be parents, even your own children ......"

Some shrill voices came to an abrupt end.

"I'm sorry, I took it for granted. When the loud voice sounded again, it was the words of the initiative to apologize.

It turned out that this loud voice was a burly man who was almost two meters tall, and there was no half hair on the top of his head on his exposed head.

Not only that, but he doesn't even have body hair such as eyebrows, eyelashes, or beard, and he feels like someone who was born without such hair.

And he, who has a lot of animal claw scars on his face, is scratching his head at the moment, looking at Avella who turned around with an embarrassed smile.

It was the second-order stealth badge that Avira wore on her chest that made him unable to speak any more halfway through his words.

"It's okay, it's not strange that someone who doesn't know says something wrong. Vincent said with a smile.

The strong man saw the two Vincents who turned around at the same time, both wearing the badges of third-order professionals on their chests, and said in his heart that he was really lucky to meet a family of professionals.

"I was offended. The strong man apologized again apologetically.

"You're here to see what's going on, too?" said Vincent, using a great shift in the subject.

"No, I'm here to see if I can help the garrison. The strong man shook his head in denial.

"Also, we looked at the weather for a while, but we didn't see anything. Vincent followed his words and said what he had gained.

Probably because Vincent's attitude was relatively gentle, the strong man's conversation box seemed to be opened in an instant.

"Grandma, it's been three years since I've been in this cold fortress, and it's the first time I've seen it besieged. The strong man complained.

"Even the last time the magicians attacked the city, only a single wall was attacked. ”

"Last time, you mean the fallen mages who manipulated the monsters?" asked Vincent curiously, because the strong man was the first person he had seen to take the initiative to mention the Fallen Mage's siege.

He had tentatively asked a number of people before, and all of them were secretive, including Cyrus.

"That's right, I was on that wall at the time, that miserable, tsk. The strong man's tone was very solemn.

Vincent's eyes lit up when he was interested, and he hurriedly asked, "How tragic is it?"

The strong man was also chattering, he glanced at the garrison not far from the city wall, and then whispered: "Don't talk about monsters, they are cannon fodder." Those who died miserably belonged to the fallen magicians. ”

Because of the existence of the dome magic circle, the wind and snow are all blocked from the city, so the strong man must keep his voice low to prevent being overheard.

"They were shot to death by the magic anti-equipment ballista on the tower of the city gate. If it weren't for some of them seeing that the situation was not good and running away in advance, I am afraid that they would have been wiped out a long time ago, and where would they have a chance to hide back underground. ”

Vincent was puzzled by this, and he asked urgently, "What are you talking about?" ”

The strong man scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I almost forgot." ”

"I remember very vividly that day the Grand Mage of Cyrus came to the gate tower and threw a ballista from his storage space with a height of nearly three meters. ”

"The giant crossbow bolts on the ballista, with a loud bang, hit the target in the blink of an eye. ”

"At the time, my eyes were fixed on the fallen mages who were protected by monsters. ”

In an instant, a group of monsters, including the magician, all turned into a blood mist. An arrow down, leaving nothing but a large snow pit. ”

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