People swallowed their food with tears in their eyes, put away their grief and anger, and began to practice releasing the Forbidden Spell and the Holy Fire Mantra all night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Carter Larson, on the other hand, sat on the edge of the Poppy Theater, blushing his face and clenching his fists, and stayed up all night.

Odin walked slowly to his side, still looking at him with a smile. The two sat in silence.

After a long time, Carter gritted his teeth and said to the warlock, "Mr. Diggs, if I had a sword in my hand, I would definitely kill you." ”

Odin spread his hands and said with a smile: "Lord Lord, why do you say something that will not happen? You know that useless people are only a burden on the battlefield, and you don't want them to go to the battlefield, but you want to vent your anger on me. ”

Carter slammed his fist on the ground until he was bleeding and his eyes turned from blood-red to gray-green again, and then he said coldly: "These warriors did not die under the enemy's sword, but under your selfishness and mine. Now we have only a thousand left. ”

The warlock still said in a gentle tone, "Tomorrow there will be more deaths." If you are still wondering whether your choice is for the sake of Paliva, or for the sake of these civilians, whether you have brought them to misfortune - abandon these useless morals, think of your father. ”

It was because of these superfluous morals that your father was crucified. Cowardice and kindness are like a sharp knife to your own throat in a world where wolves and tigers are rampant, and you have no reason not to understand this truth, and now you are venting your anger on me. ”

Carter Larson closed his eyes again, his face getting paler. He wanted to roar loudly and let this warlock taste the pain of being pierced all over his body, but he knew in his heart that what he said was true, and perhaps only this cruel method could obtain the most combat power in the shortest time.

"But Mr. Diggs, I still don't think we can win. In the end, Carter's anger was suppressed by a deeper hatred, and he regained his composure.

"The flames alone can't burn the iron-clad Imperial Army. These civilians now have nothing in their hands, let alone let them carry their swords. ”

Odin found a comfortable place to lie down, and looked up just in time to see the night sky in Paliva, with a blood moon scarlet and stars hidden.

"A hundred mages and a thousand civilians alone certainly can't resist a huge army. But my lord, have you forgotten about the renegade?"

"Although they swore an oath of obedience to me, they never showed strength in front of me. They're good guards. Moreover, there were only fifty-six of them. ”

Carter Larson disagreed.

"As long as they are given enough materials, these fifty-six people can withstand two thousand ordinary soldiers, and of course they need the cover of the spellcaster. Odin didn't care about Carter's questioning, as if he saw a future battlefield in his eyes.

Although suspicious of Odin's exaggerated words, Carter is not good to say anything more when he performs miracles again and again.

"The Maipu people, led by Bassoon-Wanda, can choke the enemy at close range. ”

Odin continued: "In order to defend against the enemy, you must have ordered the craftsmen to forge weapons day and night. Let the craftsmen speed up the steelmaking, and give the fifty-six all the weapons that can be used, whether they be swords, daggers, spears, shields. ”

Carter was silent again, as if he had complied with orders.

The next day, the mages attacked the civilians again, this time using Thunder, Wind and Frost, and Divine Aura, which released water, electricity, ice, and light, respectively.

The lord led a hundred spellcasters to resist hard, they only used the forbidden spell to defend at the beginning, and gradually learned to release the holy fire spell, and the dense flames intertwined into a fire net, condensed into a powerful fire elemental attack, and impacted the mage formation.

Over the course of the engagement, the free-spirited casters gradually adapted to the military system, and the squad commanders played their part, completely obeying Larsson's orders, directing his soldiers to attack or defend. The casualty rate decreases rapidly, and more and more people are able to cast spells.

Until dusk, the civilians and mages actually maintained a relatively balanced state, and the two sides attacked and defended each other. All those who remained in the Poppy Theater mastered the Holy Fire Spell and the Forbidden Spell.

"It's a miracle. "No matter how arrogant they are, the mage group has to admit the reality before them. They had been baptized by pools of blood, and countless people had died suddenly in the process of learning spells, and these civilians had only taken a few days to achieve what it took a seminarian to acquire in three or four years.

They even begin to wonder if they are casting their spells in the right way. Over time, as these people progress, or more civilians grasp the power of magic, the mage community will be completely subverted and no longer monopolized by the Sanctuary and the nobility.

Rudolph finally put down his posture and teased Odin and asked, "God really gives His power to all people, and it is not a devout believer who is favored by God to set foot in the realm of magic?"

"Theoretically, yes. Odin replied with a smile: "But not everyone has room for upward development. For example, these civilians, the vast majority of them, can perceive the power of the origin is the limit, and releasing the Holy Fire Spell and the Forbidden Spell will deplete their spiritual power. They will spend their entire lives and will not be as strong as you. ”

Rudolph shook his head, and breathed a sigh of relief very paradoxically.

Ordinary people will never be able to confront the Sanctuary, and mages will always have a way to keep their position.

And the people who remained in the poppy theater began to get used to sacrifice and understood the cruelty of war. They silently arranged the bodies of their companions, knelt beside them, and prayed to the true god to rest the dead, and then said that the lord could protect their spirits.

When night falls and food is delivered, people are immersed in the joy of mastering power, and the fierce life-and-death struggle makes them gradually forget the deaths of their relatives and friends yesterday.

"Swear allegiance to the lord! Defend Paliva!" Under the leadership of the squad leader, the shouts came and went.

Carter clenched his fists, even the knights of the family had never had such a scene - life and death, sworn to follow, he had only heard in his grandfather's stories. He never thought that when Paliwa was in danger, he would be a civilian of the past, and he would survive the difficult times with him.

"If there really is a source reason, can I pray to Him that those who follow me will no longer suffer? Carter looked to the place where the sun was rising, bowing his head in prayer. This is the direction in which worship used to be directed when serving the true God.

If there really is a Source Principle, He must be rational, perfect, and not accepting anyone's prayers. In a way, He is cruel, but in another way, He is more merciful than any god. At this moment, Archmage Rose walked up to his nephew, who had been watching the battle in the Poppy Theater for two days.

"I think it's a truth, an order of the essence of the world. Man's will cannot affect Him. Therefore, no god can save us, even if we pray. Man's destiny must be in his own hands. ”

Carter-Larson looked with some surprise at his bastard uncle, who he had the impression of being an extremely religious man. He was kind, compassionate, and willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of his teachings, but now he completely repudiated his former beliefs.

Ross uttered a fact that shocked Carter even more: "In fact, I am a descendant of a god traitor. I have the power of the Maipu people. In the past, I have always denied this fact and considered this force to be evil. ”

"But now, I think that this power, under the principle of the source, is as equal to the power of magic. Ross said calmly, ignoring Carter's shock.