The leader of the mercenary, the bearded man, although he is also a low-level knight squire-level powerhouse, he gives Locke a much stronger feeling than the leader of the Monte squadron.

If Squadron Leader Monte's breath is an unsheathed sword, then the beard is a blood-stained axe.

Locke was wearing his own armor, confident that he could compete with the veteran low-ranking squire Squadron Leader Monte, but there was always a warning in his heart about the bearded man.

While Locke was resting against the stone, the bracelet he had placed close to him began to heat up.

He knew it was Angelina looking for him.

This ring-shaped bracelet called the "Moon Bracelet", according to Angelina, has been engraved by her with her spiritual power.

Other complicated messages can't be delivered, and this kind of little trick that just makes it hot, Angelina can still do it easily.

Locke walked quietly out of the camp, even though the soldiers in the camp knew that he had saved the princess and often interacted with the big men who looked like magicians.

But as a person who doesn't like to be public, Locke doesn't want too many people to talk about him because of these things. There is no need for limelight, Locke does not want to come out.

The bracelet is getting hotter and hotter, even to the point of burning, and it seems that its owner is very anxious.

Locke walked quickly towards the wizard's camp curiously. Along the way, there were soldiers lying on the ground to rest.

Charlotte, who was defending the city, was gritting his teeth and persevering, and they were no exception. The Faustin soldiers, who fought an average of one battle a day for more than a week in a row, were also under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, most of them are veterans, with thick lines like Hans, who can even fall asleep as soon as they fall.

Although the awareness of protection is a little worse, the recovery efficiency is extremely high. It only takes a few hours to become alive again.

Taking a big step, Locke straddled the bodies of several guys lying on the side of the road, and the cultivation of vindictive spirit made Locke more comfortable with his body, and his sensitivity was greatly improved.

After a short journey, Locke walked over and didn't even step on a person.

As we got a little closer to the mage's camp, there were more and more guards.

Fortunately, Locke's camp was also on duty outside the wizard's camp, and most of the guards Locke knew him, and he didn't ask Locke's password, so he just let it go.

Locke also smiled and greeted the soldiers on duty, these soldiers on duty were not easy, most of them were transferred here to "recuperate" after participating in a tragic battle.

Don't think that when you get here, you can enjoy the blessings with your back to the thighs of the magicians, the day after the Locke and their camp withdrew, it is said that the magician's camp was bombarded by Charlotte's magicians with a large magic.

Charlotte's magician was indeed much stronger than Faustin's, and the magician's camp was fifteen hundred yards from the city of Otis, and the devil knows how.

Locke also knew some superficial knowledge of magic through Angelina, such as the magic tricks Angelina used, which were only 10 yards away.

And to reach a distance of 1,000 yards, only an archmage with a high-level magic apprentice or above can complete it, and there are only three such magicians in Faustin.

And 1500 yards...... Locke couldn't figure out how the magic was thrown.

It is said that at that time, the magician's camp was full of flames, and Faustin broke a lot of magicians that day.

More of the dead were ordinary soldiers guarding outside the camp, two brigades, nearly 2,000 soldiers, more than 500 were burned to death, and countless were burned.

Of course Angelina is fine, she has all kinds of secret treasures, and she didn't even lose a single hair from the attack that day.

In fact, most of the magicians were fine, and the dead were some young mages who were not very strong, and many of them had just advanced to low-level magic apprentices.

Even so, the military headquarters allowed the magician camp to retreat another 500 yards.

If it can reach a range of 2,000 yards, there is no other explanation except that Charlotte has another official magician-level master.

Don't fight when the time comes, Faustin quickly withdraws. If Charlotte had two official magicians, it would not be Faustin attacking Charlotte, but whether Charlotte should consider fighting back.

Unfortunately, Charlotte only had one official magician.

That ultra-long-range magic attack from Charlotte only happened once, and I haven't seen it since. So Locke didn't have much pressure on the way here, and he didn't have to worry about some earth-destroying magic falling on his head.

The closer you get to the magician's camp, the less easy it is for Locke to save face. Several waves of people had already stopped him for questioning.

If it weren't for the faint strength of the low-ranking knight squires, and the fact that they were covered with a layer of Faustin's military uniform, these soldiers would have been even more unceremonious.

When he reached 200 meters from the wizard's camp, Locke couldn't get any closer. Without a warrant and a guide, the guards had no right to let him in.

Locke was not in a hurry, but chatted with the soldiers guarding around him.

Currently guarding here is a brigade of the Fourth Corps of the Lion Legion.

The soldier Locke was talking to looked like a new recruit.

His face also revealed a youthful and immature color, and he even stammered in various inquiries and inquiries about Locke.

The recruit had grown a lot in the battles of the past few days, and judging from the fluff on the corners of his mouth, Locke judged that the little guy was estimated to be only 15 or 6 years old, 3 or 4 years younger than him.

The pain of losing his comrades-in-arms and the tragic status quo made this hairy boy, when he just talked to Locke, a low-level squire-level bigwig, not very enthusiastic, most of them were asked by Locke, and he answered.

The Fourth Corps is not having a good time, as a corps composed of most recruits, the Marquis of Mammon does not regard them as recruits at all.

Almost every time, they participated in the attack with the rest of the corps, and the danger was not much weaker than that of the other corps.

Although the battle damage rate is a little higher, the growth is still very fast. The young recruit in front of Locke, Locke felt that he was already close to the strength of a third-class soldier.

"I'm going to get revenge on Tweek!" said the recruit, Watson, as if slugging.

Locke didn't know who Tweek was, but he could guess that it was a friend of Watson's or something. I guess he was an unlucky guy who was killed by the Charlottes, Locke thought.

Patting Watson on the shoulder, Rock said to him, "I believe in you!"

After a while, a black-robed man walked out of the magician's camp, and Locke knew that the person who picked him up was coming, so he said hello to Watson, and walked towards the magician's camp, and no one stopped him at this time. I guess I received some kind of order.

The young man named Watson waved to Locke, who was still excitedly running away. After a few minutes of talking to a low-ranking knight squire, or at least a squadron leader, Watson felt like he had the money to brag to his colleagues.

Walking on the road, Locke touched the stubble on his chin, and after a few days of siege battles, he didn't have time to clean up his face. I don't know if Angelina will be surprised to see him later.

Probably not, in those days of the Bering Mountains, Locke didn't shave. But Locke could feel it. Angelina cares a lot about his appearance, and she prefers to look clean.

"So be it. Locke casually thought that he had always felt that a beard was a symbol of a man, and how good it was to keep it. It's a big deal to trim neatly.

Maybe it was just a conversation with a recruit, and it suddenly occurred to Locke that he would be 19 years old after the New Year, and before he knew it, another year had passed. Locke has been in the army for five years.

The black-robed man sent Locke to a tent and turned to leave. Along the way, he didn't say a word to Locke.

Locke is also used to it, and now because of Angelina's relationship, Locke has come into contact with a lot of magicians, most of whom give Locke the feeling that it is difficult to get along with.

It's a recluse bunch of people that Locke defines most magicians. Perhaps because most of these magicians were stronger than him, Locke also saw a trace of contempt in the eyes of these people.

This upset Locke. If it's not happy, it's not happy, and Locke has to endure it. Don't look at him now being called a brother to the corps commander, both Knight Will and Baron Kaidozi give him face. But in fact, Locke knew who they were giving face.

Lifting the tent, Locke strode in.

There was only one oil lamp in the tent, but the light was surprisingly bright, illuminating every corner of the tent. It's a magic item.

There was a person standing in the light, not Angelina.

Angelina wore a long white dress this time, and the delicate patterns and broken diamonds on the skirt took Angelina's charm to the next level.

"Is there something that called me?" no one was in the tent, and Locke's words were rather relaxed. He believed that absolutely no one around him dared to eavesdrop.

In the past, when the two met, Angelina would be more or less tired of it for a while, but this time it didn't. "In the battle after three days, you try to stay as far away as possible from the West Gate and the East City Gate. Angelina said straight to the point.

"Why?" he couldn't help but ask, even though he didn't know this level.

Angelina didn't hide it, "The Heroic Wind Legion has now been transferred by my brother, and in three days it will be when Charlotte City will be broken. ”

Locke's eyes widened, the news was not big or small for him, Angelina told him to stay away from the East Gate and the West City Gate, most likely because these two City Gates would be the main attack point at that time.

In the north of Charlotte, who committed the feat of slaughtering the city, slaughtered countless Charlots, and had a great reputation, and their Eagle Legion had never been against the Heroic Wind Legion, Locke was very curious about the addition of this legion.

The short-sighted Locke didn't know what it meant for the Heroic Wind Legion to enter the war, and only thought that the high-level would gather the strength of the three major legions to break through the King of Charlotte in one fell swoop.

After a little warmth with Angelina, Locke left the wizard's camp.

The next battle is about to start again, and Angelina is now a busy person again, and the two don't have much time to get along.

Locke did not go directly back to the camp, but instead diverted to the rear convoy. He hadn't forgotten what he had promised Grace, and since Otis City would be destroyed in three days, it would be the best time for him to take Grace in.

Because of his identity as the leader of Locke's squadron, the transport team has not been hindered from the front line all the way to the rear. At the level of squadron leader, in the Faustan army, there was already a high degree of autonomy.

Walking to the convoy belonging to Baron Kaidozi, Locke directly asked the soldiers guarding the door to call out the merchant Henry, and then Henry took Locke to the place where Grace and the others were placed.

I haven't seen Grace for nearly a week, and this woman is a little more mature than the last time we met. It's a pity that Locke didn't have time to appreciate it, so he got straight to the point: "In three days, I'll ask Henry to find a way to bring you to the front, and then I'll take you into town!" Locke said.

Grace's eyes lit up and she nodded emphatically.

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