Lear felt a little sympathetic to Derek, the only magician in all of Sarabuto who recognized the sinister intentions of the Erathians - perhaps that wasn't accurate, and perhaps there were many others who thought the same way, but in the end, he was the only one who stood up.

In order to carry out the concept of worrying about the country and the people in his heart, he tore through the hypocrisy and flat veil handed over by the Erathians, and did not hesitate to give up his position as vice president of the Mage Guild in favor of taking risks, Lear could hardly judge whether his behavior was wrong or right, but he could understand Derek's feelings when he made this decision.

Because if it was just a change to an unknown person to assassinate the Erathia Mission, the undercurrent that could be stirred up in this environment would not even be as good as a wave in the moat, and only a high-ranking and powerful person like him would do it himself, and the impact would be huge whether it was successful or not, and it was impossible for either the Salabhutto Governor's Mansion or the Kingdom of Dumon to easily cover up this matter, and the Erathia side would inevitably ask the Kingdom of Dimont to give a reasonable explanation.

In this case, as long as a few well-intentioned people are fueling the trouble, or a certain detail is not properly operated, the fire of war that has been completely extinguished may be rekindled in an instant, even if this is also a disaster for the Kingdom of Dimon, but in Derek's heart, the honor of dying in impassioned battle must be higher than the shame of dying in silence and retreating, but in the current situation, Lear knows that Derek is likely to be disappointed again.

"If it's okay, we won't go out in the near future, Ivo, you wait and inform the orcs, and everything will stop a little while, and once Sarabhutto's ban on us is lifted, let's leave immediately." ”

Lear instructed the Wood Elves that the Governor's Mansion and the Mage Guild had only informed him and Adela of the grounding, with the exception of the warriors.

Since it is known that Sarabuto will soon become one of the border provinces of Erathia, and even the entire kingdom of Dimon will be eaten away step by step, there is no point in staying in this place any longer.

"Where do you want to go?"

Adra's voice came from the corridor, and Guina carefully supported her.

Lear smiled and glanced at the sky obscured by the eaves.

"Erathia. ”

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A month later, news came from the Sarabuto Mage Guild that the ban on all magicians in the city had been lifted, and the Mage Guild resumed normal operations with immediate effect, except that it was forbidden to talk about the Erathia Mission and the former vice-president Derek.

That means that everyone should do what they should do, and irrelevant people and things should be washed and rested.

As Lear expected, the whole thing was finally scaled down and controlled by Derek alone, with no conspiracy, no accomplices and no involvement, it was purely a sudden incident.

Poor Vice President Derek had been identified as having gone insane due to the study of a certain forbidden magic, and it was a sudden attack on the peaceful friends of Erathia, but this was purely accidental, unplanned and sentimental, and should not have hurt the sincere friendship and common desire for peace between the two peoples.

Fortunately, no one in the Erathia Mission was killed or injured in this incident, and although Vice President Derek's attack was sudden, fortunately he picked one of the strongest targets to attack in his insane condition - the head of the Erathia Mission, a fifth-level magician and priest, which was also a blessing in misfortune.

The above is the official statement issued by the Sarabuto Mage Association and the Governor's Office.

Finally, when the Erathians offered to hand over the murderer to their home country for trial, the Dimon held on to their last dignity as an old kingdom, and they refused the request of the Erathian mission, and now Derek was on his way to the Assan.

"Any thoughts?"

Lear smiled as he handed the joint statement to the people around him and asked—every magician registered with the Sarabuto Mage Guild had received such a statement, and Adela had one in his hand.

"Isn't that what you should worry about, boss, I just point to where to hit and have meat to be full!"

Without looking, Hag shoved the parchment to Mlak and shouted loudly.

Lear is not in a hurry, except for Hag, it is time to cultivate the strategic vision of these people, and in order for these people to be able to meet their expectations of them in the future, they need a little patience now.

"Mr. Lear, I think we should go back to Hammondale and help the elves fight against the invasion of the Erathians, so that you can gain great prestige there, and even rule out the possibility of becoming a hero and leader, you know, my people are a kind and simple people, I think I can convince them. ”

Ivo was the first to express his opinion, and he did not shy away from his selfishness, much to Lear's satisfaction, but he just nodded and did not say anything.

"There are also vast grasslands at the other end of the Forest of No Return, and if we can get the support of the other people, as Ivo said, I think I can train a cavalry in a short time, so that we will be more mobile and take the initiative in battle. ”

Mlak said his opinion as well, and Lear still nodded, and then he looked back at Guina.

"I want to... If the people of Ivo are interested in swordsmanship, I can talk to them..."

The female warrior was still a little restrained about the sudden unfolding of the grand blueprint, she carefully stirred the hem of her armor, her lips opening and closing to make a series of nice bass, her speech immediately attracted the high praise of the wood elves, and said that there were a few embryos in her tribe who were good at swordsmanship.

Finally, Lear stares at Adra, and the other man only says a word.

"Money?"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned.

"Huh... Ha... Even if the strategy set now cannot be implemented immediately, it can be used as an important reference or even a long-term plan for the future. ”

Lear snorted awkwardly and shifted the subject, but returned to a serious atmosphere.

"With the strength of our current expedition team, even with the addition of Caron, it is very unwise to directly and rashly participate in the war, the reason why I decided to go to Erathia is because the water there is the most muddy now, as long as the water is muddy, we can have more room and speed to grow, which is what we need most at the moment.

And even if the war between Erathia and the Kingdom of Dimon can't be fought, and the border of Hammondale is already in flames of war, what Ivo said is not unreasonable, to a certain extent, we can indeed win the goodwill of the forest elves, and lay a solid foundation for good cooperation in the future, at least we don't need to pay much gold to fight for goodwill, of course, what Adela said is also very reasonable, it is difficult to move an inch without money..."

In the last sentence, Lear had to affirm that Adela was telling the truth, and then he ended the meeting with his conclusion.

"So my decision is to leave Sarabuto tomorrow and make the next stop..."

He looked around solemnly.

"Hammondal!"

Everyone had a determined look in their eyes when they heard this, and Ivo happily hugged Lear directly.

With the terrifying arm strength of the wood elves who can open twenty catties of iron bows, the young mage is choked enough for a while.

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