Before Flandy could speak, Asa continued, "Tell me, how is that Beast King?"

"Uh...... Your Highness, I don't know ...... either" Franky took the opportunity to part ways with the enthusiastic Highness.

"Don't know?" Asa was stunned, they were too far away to see clearly, and there was forgiving, how could Flandy not even know what happened to his enemies?

Flandi looked at Asa's puzzled gaze, and hurriedly said: "But it definitely didn't die, it should have escaped, this guy is an earth-based demonic beast, and we haven't found it after hiding underground for so long, so it should be the kind of demonic beast that is good at making holes and living from underground." ”

"Escaped?" Asalio regretted, but he also knew that there was nothing good for Flandy to do in that situation.

The King of Warcraft walked from the ground, with a burning blue sea of fire above, and was still surrounded by Warcraft, so why not let Flandy land the aircraft and catch up with it?

Don't look at Flandie as he seems to be very strong among humans, but if he just fights for physical strength, I'm afraid that a random group of five or sixth-level demonic beasts can easily kill him.

Being able to knock off the King of Warcraft is beyond Asa's imagination.

How can the Warcraft King be so easy to kill? Flandy met the Warcraft King several times, that is, the unlucky ice silkworm crashed into the portal, and was cut in half by the spatial rules.

"Well, escaped!" said Fraddy in the affirmative.

"Fortunately, with you, this Monster King is too scheming, and I haven't figured it out until now, and it has been sending low-level Demonic Beasts to attack these days.

It's just to paralyze us, so that we can relax our guard, and wait for it to carry out the final blow, only to be lured out by you, and you have fallen short, and you have been bullied enough, this is really providence, hahahaha!"

After saying that, he still felt that he was not enough to express his gratitude, and patted Frandy on the shoulder with his hand.

In fact, the first and second attacks of the Spiked Swordhead were so far away that they were not found here at all.

Whether it was the cold light or the spikes on its body, they all flashed by Frand's side.

The first time, Flandi dodged with a slight movement in a small area, and the second time he didn't even move, allowing the cold light to go straight into the portal.

If it weren't for the record of three magic destroying the griffin group and killing a large number of Warcraft on the entire battlefield before encountering the Warcraft King, I'm afraid some great magicians would have complained a lot.

In fact, this is also the case, this time the battle between Frandy and the spiny sword-headed beast Al Feld is indeed a big advantage of flying.

"I didn't expect it to be a mistake. ”

"Whether it's a mistake or not, your achievements today are unquestionable, then I will reward ......"

Asa wanted to reward Flandy, but suddenly he got stuck.

Flandy did not belong to the military, his exploits were of no use to him, and he had no other official position except for the president of the Imperial Academy of Sciences.

What rank does the president of the Imperial Academy of Sciences belong to? To be honest, there is no rank, but he is only subordinate to the Ministry of Industry, but the Minister of Industry, Dean, can't control Frandi.

Military merit is useless.

Official positions are useless.

Gold coins are useless.

Flandy is a magician, and magicians have little interest in any of this.

If it is another magician, with the authority of the second emperor's uncle Asa, you can also reward some treasures that the magician wants.

But who is Flandy? The most precious of the best magic crystals, the warehouse of his magic tower stores more than the treasury.

Asa faced the same problem that His Majesty Haman had with the Great Prince Bowen.

"Reward...... Uh, forget it, let's let His Majesty the Emperor have a headache!hahaha!" The second emperor uncle smiled awkwardly and threw this problem directly to Gülen.

Flandi didn't like crowded situations, he wasn't the kind of person who was sociable, and seeing that there was nothing going on on the battlefield, he took his leave to Asa.

"Well, it's easy to find you anyway if there's something to do. "If it were someone else, Asa wouldn't necessarily let him go, after all, now is the time to use people, and who knows when and what will happen?

Frandy is different, he is not by Asa's side, in fact, it makes no difference, as long as Asa sends him a message with the positioning crystal in the necklace that Frandy gave him on his chest, Flandi can appear by his side immediately.

Just as Flandy opened the portal to the magic tower and was about to leave, a woman's voice suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Mistress Flandy!"

Doris has been staring at Flandy since he appeared on the command platform, it is hard to imagine that such a young man has such a powerful strength, just this battle, I don't know how many demonic beasts have been wiped out under his magic.

"Doris, you're there, what's the matter?" Frankie recognized the reporter at once. Cool Record Literature

"Ah, I, I want to record your deeds today and publish them in the newspaper!"

Even though she had seen Frandi before, she was so shocked by everything today that she was so nervous in the face of Frandi that she even stuttered a little when she spoke.

Frandy frowned, he didn't like this kind of showy thing even more. After thinking about it, he said, "You can report, but don't mention my name in the article." ”

"Huh, don't write your name?" Doris didn't expect Flandy to reply.

"Well, I don't want anyone to know it's me, you just write about a great magician. ”

"Uh...... Okay......" Doris didn't know why Flandi didn't want others to know his name, but since Flandie had already said it, she had no choice but to agree.

The Warcraft retreated cleanly, and only the corpses of the Warcraft were left in the entire Dukemahon battlefield, and the soldiers finally waited for a "holiday", although this "holiday" was less than half a day.

But for the soldiers who have been fighting intensively for a week, this is very rare, although the monster will stop attacking at night a few days ago, but it is still eyeing the threat from five kilometers away.

Now looking at the battlefield where there is not a single living Warcraft, everyone feels a lot more relaxed.

After Horle had copied the files of the two monsters, Doris and Bernie also said goodbye to the Second Emperor and left the battlefield of Dukmahon.

Originally, Doris was going to stay up late and write all the details of what she had seen and heard today, forming an article, but under Bernie's persuasion, this idea was dispelled.

The reason is very simple, the battlefield of Dukmahon lasts for three months, and countless things happen every day, and Doris alone can't finish writing.

Rather than exhausting yourself, it is better to write briefly, as long as the public knows what the battlefield is like.

However, although Doris agreed to Bernie's proposal, today's battle had too much impact on her, and the next morning, she still took an article of several thousand words and two black circles under her eyes to the office of the Minister of Culture, her Abba, Clarence.

The Earl's Court occupies a very large area, and although Doris's room is not too far from Clarence's bedroom, it is not too close, and Clarence, as a father, really didn't notice that his daughter had stayed up late again.

Looking at the two dark circles under his eyes, Clarence was a little distressed, and for the first time he had some resistance to his daughter's identity as a reporter.

"Did you write an article overnight again?" asked Clarence in a bad tone.

"Yes, Abba, but don't worry, it won't be like this again. Doris smiled at Abba.

"Alas...... what can Clarence say?

"This is what you stayed up late to write? Clarence took the paper from Doris's hand.

It is seven pages in total, about four or five thousand words, and the title is "The Great Magician - The Strongest Among Mankind".

"Oh, did the Great Magician strike yesterday?" Clarence asked casually, ready to look down.

"Well, Abba, it's Mistress Flandy, but he told me he wouldn't let me write his name, so I used the Great Magician instead, but Abba, you take a look at this first. ”

Doris pulled out a few more pieces of paper and placed them on Clarence's desk.

"Huh, this is a portrait of a Warcraft?" Clarence originally wanted to read his daughter's article first, but he just glanced at the lows out of the corner of his eye, and was attracted by the portrait of Warcraft on the first page.

I picked it up and flipped through it hastily, and found that it was not my daughter's handwriting, so I asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Right on the command platform of the battlefield, the portraits and archives were recorded by the teachers of the University of Oskaia, and I have consulted His Royal Highness the Second Emperor, and he agreed to publish them in the newspaper. ”

"That's a good idea, but can you print images at the printing shop?"

"I don't know yet, I'm going to ask in a moment, Abba, and I'll give you a suggestion. ”

"Hehe, my daughter will give me advice, okay, tell me what I'm going to hear about?" Clarence smiled with interest.

"Of course, it's about newspapers, I feel that the content of the newspapers is a bit chaotic now, can you pick out these articles about the Duk Mahon front and make a separate newspaper?"

"A separate newspaper, but is there so much content?"

"You see, there are many, many more files of Warcraft like this, and I have to write a lot of words every day, and it seems too crowded to publish in the original newspaper. ”

"That's ...... too"

"So I want to bring together all the less important battle reports, Warcraft files, plus my articles, or articles written by other people on the front line, so that people who read the newspaper can have a comprehensive understanding of the front line. ”

Clarence thought about it for a moment and thought that her daughter's suggestion was really good.

Nowadays, there are more and more newspapers, and if you add reports on the war, it is indeed a bit inappropriate to cram them in one newspaper.