Chapter 120: Support and Summary 2

Chapter 120 Support and Summary 2

Karl spread his hands, "What's going on with you, that necromancer seems to want to kill you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"It's just our mission. Eric smiled wryly, "The mission is to investigate and solve the ruins of the Ramona Monastery, where there have been recent sightings of undead on a large scale, and terrifying roars at night, but Tahamat's city guards went in to investigate and found nothing." ā€

The mercenary Jike, who was listening, suddenly interjected: "I saw this mission when I was in the Mercenary Guild, but it was withdrawn three weeks ago. ā€

Three weeks ago, it was when the academy sent out the task list.

"And then?" asked Alexia.

"I took the mechanical structure of the magic department and the trap breaking of this department, and Mia is the light system to restrain the undead, so I chose this. Eric explained.

"My mission is boring, and everyone in front of me has a fixed team. I'm Albert at No.17 in sophomore grade. The tall Hammer Knight youth added, "I saw they were still one member of the team, and then I joined." ā€

Carl and Alexia nodded and listened, in order to ensure that the mission could be completed smoothly, the team usually chose teammates who were very close to their rank.

"I found a hidden path in the ruins and managed to open the trap door, revealing a large artificial labyrinth underground. Eric recalled, "The underground labyrinth was filled with just ordinary ghouls wandering. We found an altar at the end of a road, and that altar was the reason why the ruins kept producing undead, and I thought it was just an incident caused by an ancient relic and took it down. When passing by a room, Mia sensed that there were magic fluctuations in it, I thought it was a leftover magic item, so I wanted to go over and take a look, Albert advised me not to cause more trouble, but I still couldn't help it, opened the door, and it alarmed the necromancer who was experimenting inside. The other side immediately opened the positional defense, and we barely escaped, but we were still surrounded. ā€

I see.

"So, your mission is done?" Karl asked.

"Hmm. Eric nodded, "This mission is B-level, and the completion speed is relatively fast." ā€

Karl sighed, the task was completed, and he and Alexia were still on their way.

"Rest early. Alexia said, "Carl and I will give up the room." ā€

This small inn has only three rooms.

"That's right. Karl nodded, "Especially Senior Eric, you take the most attacks and consume the most, and the spell of Death Ripple will do more damage to the more injured units, so you need to recuperate for a few days." ā€

"Understood. Eric rubbed his chest, which was still aching, and said.

As the fire burns brightly, Mia feeds Eric soup with a spoon, and although the latter raises his hands to indicate that he can move, he is glared at by Mia.

The scene was very warm.

"Your Highness!" Albert shouted as he suddenly threw himself at Alexia's feet.

"Wow!" Alexia jumped up like a frightened little animal, "What are you doing?!

"Well, don't mind, Albert just admires the strong. Eric touched his nose and said.

"The key is still a lolita!" Mia put down the spoon and complained sharply, "He doesn't worship the Night Moon Boss." ā€

Carl took a book and hid in a corner and pretended to read.

Claire couldn't help but lean over and ask him, "What's the title of Her Royal Highness, is Alexia the daughter of a prince?"

The other two mercenaries also pricked up their ears to listen.

"Not really. Karl spread his hands, "It's just a title that has been circulated among students, Alexia's title is the Twin Sword King, and in swordsmanship, she has absolute confidence and strength. ā€

The three mercenaries all nodded in agreement, and Alexia's battle posture was quite shocking.

Albert hurriedly got up, and Alexia hurriedly took two steps back: "Say something directly." ā€

Albert said, "My mission has been completed, it's boring to go back to the academy so early, can I join you?"

Alexia said with a cold face, "I refuse." ā€

"Why?" Albert's face fell.

"You're in second grade. Alexia said impatiently, "Your participation will affect the evaluation of the mission. ā€

"I can help secretly. Albert said hurriedly.

Alexia drew a sword and said angrily: "I'm annoyed, I'm annoyed, I'm annoyed, if you can take my three swords, I'll let you join, otherwise I'll go back to the academy honestly!"

Instant coldness.

The second-year No.9 is a shield swordsman who is good at defense, and when he was defeated by Alexia in one round on the challenge ring, Albert, who was only ranked 17th, will only lose faster against Alexia.

One sentence, two sentences, three sentences, Carl counted silently, and sure enough, it was the same as what Broad said - throwing you a white glove every minute.

The White Glove refers to a way for nobles to ask for a duel.

When she was at the academy, Alexia was said to be like this, dueling at the slightest disagreement, and as a result, many people avoided her.

"Albert, don't play a living treasure. Eric only felt more pain in his chest, and his head hurt with it.

Karl also pushed Alexia aside: "Calm down, calm down." ā€

Albert drooped his head in frustration, then pulled himself together again, clenched his hands into fists and said, "It's decided, I'll strengthen my defense training next semester, so that I can take three swords." ā€

What's the use of what you can do then!

Everyone, including the onlookers, complained wildly in their hearts.

"Guys, I'll go up and rest first. Eric stood up with Mia's help and addressed the crowd.

"It's time for us to go, old Nick, settle the bill. Sam also stood up and said.

He and Claire have a house in Rectangular Town, and they are among the townspeople here, but they go out often.

"Me too. Jike also got up and left.

Although he is not a local mercenary, he has friends in the town and lives with friends.

Eric and Mia went upstairs, and after the mercenaries left, Albert followed. Old Nick extinguished the charcoal fire in the main hall, and only the firewood for the fireplace was still burning.

Karl flipped through a page of manuscript paper by the light of the fireplace, and the only sound in the quiet inn hall was the crackling of burning wood and the rustle of pen tips scratching across the paper.

Alexia walked up behind him, looked at the white paper quickly covered with various complex shapes and formulas, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Karl didn't raise his head, and said absentmindedly: "I'm doing a double check of the equation from my previous battle. If the numerical model method is used to calculate the target location, 13 formulas need to be used and different variables are substituted for 21 calculations to achieve accurate positioning. Because of the urgency of time, I used the fuzzy algorithm, and the number of calculations was only 14 times, and the Antoinette formula, which was the most computationally intensive, was directly skipped by me. ā€

"Do you need to go through the trouble, didn't you find the necromancer?" Alexia tilted her head.

The quill pen in Carl's hand wrote the flowing handwriting on the new page of scratch paper, shook his head, and said: "It's the fuzzy algorithm that makes my calculation dozens of times faster, but the result is not a precise point, but a fuzzy 'ball', and there is only one ghoul in the last 'ball', so I marked it." Moreover, the other party has no countermeasures, so the Antoinite formula for screening does not need to be used. ā€

Alexia sat bored on a stool against the wall.

"Then why doesn't Mia use this algorithm?" asked Alexia curiously.

"It's because it's too computationally intensive......"

Carl said and frowned and stopped the pen in his hand, as if he was in a tangle, leaving a new column on the side densely packed with numbers and characters, and then filled in a conclusion in the original place, let out a long breath, and continued:

"Because the amount of calculation is too large, ordinary mages can't use this method to find the enemy, even if it's me, I can't think about it when I'm in a combat state. ā€

Alexia nodded thoughtfully.

The hourglass on the fireplace leaked for the second time, and Carl filled in the last set of three-dimensional sequences representing spatial coordinates, and fatigue welled up in the depths of his soul, but his heart was filled with heartfelt joy.

A complete calculation case is also a great challenge and improvement for his computing power.

He pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve the dull pain in his head and raised his head. The petite girl, wrapped in a thick blanket, moved a small stool, and shrunk in the corner, her eyes closed, already asleep.

Carl sighed, he had something to tell her, and he had to explain it to her tomorrow.

Glancing at the pocket watch, it was already more than two o'clock in the night, and he had stayed up late again, and smiled helplessly, the complete calculation formula is like this, in the case of tools, he will need several hours to complete, this is still because the necromancer does not have any countermeasure knowledge and will not deceive.

Carl tore off a blank piece of paper, wrote down a simple plan, stuffed it into his pocket, lay down in a chair by the fireplace, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.