A tall figure stepped out of the broken wall, her long hair flicking toward the garden.

Galadia's blouse had been torn, revealing her white shoulders, and the blood on her forehead ran down her cheeks, staining both the left and left shoulders red.

Losing too much blood, she took out a bottle of red crystal liquid from her waist and drank it in one gulp, wiped the blood on her mouth and threw the crystal bottle aside, looking directly at the strong orc in front of her with an indifferent face.

The eyes that have always been joyful and beautiful gleamed with cold light, like a blade thrown at the enemy. Her lips opened slightly, and she softly chanted the words of defeating the enemy.

"I identify the creature in front of me as the enemy of nature. ”

She didn't know when her left eye became as dazzling as a ruby, but it seemed to take her heart by looking at it.

"Oh, elf, I like it, wild," the orc's gaze swept down from Galadia's bare shoulders, and he looked up and down a few times with a satisfied expression, and said word by word, "Something else, female, fragile." You, not bad. ”

As soon as the words fell, the strong orc's feet suddenly bent and launched, like thunder, and pounced on the elven ranger.

"Bang!" the strong orc that bounced off the ground suddenly fell to the ground hard. A dense mass of thorns grew out of thin air on the flat lawn, entangled his feet.

"What's this?" exclaimed Rudias in the room.

"Weed!" the orc reached out and tore the thorns from his feet, but his hands were as drunk as if they were drunk, and he couldn't catch them after grabbing them several times.

"What kind of spell is this?!no, why isn't there a chant and a mantra?" Rudias shouted as he ignored Griffith, who was attacking the shield, "It's not a spell?"

Under Griffith's all-out attack, the transparent shield began to show signs of shattering.

Galadia completely ignored the mage's shouts. Beside her, a large tree hung its branches, rolled up the longbow that had fallen to the ground, and respectfully handed it into the hands of the elves.

The elven ranger skillfully removed the bowstring, wrapped his hands around and tugged twice, and walked towards the orc.

"I know! I know!" Rudias continued to shout, despite the fact that his shield was broken, "You are actually the superior species of the elves, the favored one who has received the gift of the gods!

The orcs finally broke free from the thorns on their feet and jumped like elves in action.

But this time his pounce missed. It was obvious that he was rushing towards the elves who were close at hand, but the strong orcs only caught the air for some reason.

"Your eyes are not very good~" Galadia took advantage of the situation to wrap the bowstring around the neck of the strong orc who was fluttering in the air, and a dodge rode onto his back and tightened the bowstring.

"Whoa!" the orc howled like a beast and struggled wildly. It waved its hands as if it were grabbing behind its back, and its burly body was jumping on the grass. But the tightened bowstring locked his throat, and the more he struggled, the more he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

This formidable creature of incredible strength and speed did not know how to fight such a strangulation, and fell into a suffocation that could not be broken free.

"My masterpiece!" Rudias fell to his knees as his creation lost its life, and wailed in pain, "No!!"

The shield suddenly failed, and the mage jumped up like a spring and threw himself into the courtyard, just in time to hit Griffith's axe, killing him on the spot.

......

Griffith looked at his blood-dripping axe, and at the mage's head rolling all over the ground, silently picked up a blanket, and limped forward to drape Galadya, "Are you alright?"

"Well, that's a big deal," the elf girl was covered in blood, and her pretty blouse was torn to shreds, but her wounds had stopped bleeding and began to recover, "I believe in divination too much." ”

"Divination, divination?"

"Before accepting the invitation, I divined the danger and the outcome," Galadia smiled at the midshipman with her bloodied head up, "Guess what the outcome was?"

"Yes...... What?"

"After a certain amount of danger and a meaningful result," said Galadia, regaining her bright smile, "Cut! Is this still called a certain danger? I almost became like that! When I go back, I will hang up the profiteers who sell trinkets and beat them!"

"I'm sorry. Griffith was ashamed.

"Why apologize?" the elf raised a thin eyebrow, "If you hadn't attracted that fireball, I wouldn't have known how it would have ended~ The strong orcs are about to crush me." ”

Griffith was surprised to see that Galadia's left eye seemed to be red with blood from her forehead. But when he looked closely, the sparkle was more magnificent than a gem, and the brief look at him made him feel powerless to fall into a whirlpool.

"Pack up. The elf hurriedly wrapped himself in a blanket and turned around. As the stunning red light faded away, Griffith immediately broke free from his vertigo.

Could it be the MONOCULUS? Griffith had never seen such abilities, but he had heard of them. MONOCULUS has its own unique and extraordinary abilities to wield the power of magic without chanting, and each one is extremely valuable and rare.

Could it be that this is why Galadia was attacked?

Griffith picked up his weapon from the ground and rearmed, returned to the mage's tower, and retrieved several blue potions from the mage's cabinet in a crystal bottle.

"These are mana recovery potions and spirit enhancement potions, when the two of us divide the loot," Galadia leaned over to take a look, then took out a red potion and handed it to Griffith, "You should also prepare some life potions, although they are expensive in your human currency, but they can save your life at a critical moment." ”

"How expensive?" Griffiths had several broken bones in his body, and he was in terrible pain, and he drank it in one gulp without even thinking about it.

"8 gold florins, a bottle. ”

"Poof!" Griffith almost spouted. He covered his mouth and swallowed the potion, "I'll give you the money later." ”

"For you," Galadia grabbed the blanket wrapped around her with one hand and patted the apprentice knight's head with the other, "Hurry up, I've already sent a message to the local human extraordinaries with magic items asking for help in the area, and nearby mages and garrison knights will soon come to their aid." Before they arrive, let's search for this mage tower. There may be other victims, there may be traps and minions. ”

The red healing potion spread through the body with a warm aura. Griffith found that his wound was bleeding rapidly, and the broken bone was healing quickly and no longer hurting badly.

The garrison mage probably consumes too many resources in cultivating strong orcs, and his mage tower is simply destitute, not only is the furniture very simple, but even the proper spell casting materials are rare.

In the dry, tidy lab, Griffith found bookcases full of books, flasks, test tubes, and lab equipment.

"These are tools for alchemy," Galadia picked up a half-finished jar and sniffed it, "It seems that Rudias has not forgotten the basic skills of a mage while cultivating monsters. ”

"Intermediate Alchemy", "Introduction to the Configuration of Magical Creatures", ...... "The Elf took out a few more books and flipped through them, "they are all ordinary prints, which can be found in most magic academies. Valuable are those handwritten experimental notes and notes. Let's say that one!"

Griffith looked in the direction of Galadia's finger and found a black notebook on the desk in the far middle of the lab.

"Notes on Potion Concoction" (author's name).