Just when the two legendary professionals beside Prince Flis were crushed by the unknown dragon, many eyes hidden in the shadows of the city were watching the battle that took place here.

Margarita, who had just taken out a check from Fairland Bank, was one of them.

As the head of the Sorceress's College and a member of the secret society of the Sorceress's Guild, her sensitivity to extraordinary events is much higher than that of ordinary nobles.

As soon as the vision occurred outside the inner city, she got up from the bed, and quickly opened the [Mysterious Eye], remotely monitoring the situation over there.

However, due to the highly disturbed elemental currents, even a keen one as she was unable to immediately capture the source of the vision.

This couldn't help but make Margarita a little anxious.

A powerful sorceress like her, who is close to the legendary level, naturally would not sneak into Vijma incognito for no reason.

In the end, the reason is because of the 'heresy trial' operation launched by the Eternal Flame Order in recent days against dwarves, elves and other alien races, as well as legal professionals.

In the group of professionals, legal professionals like Warlocks are a very small minority.

In the wizarding world, only a few people have the potential to become a legal professional, and some people are born with the ability to perceive chaotic energy, and such people are often referred to as "law sources".

In various academies, such as Margarita's Eretusa Academy, the Archivists are systematically trained to manipulate magical energy.

It is undeniable that the elements are a very powerful energy, but this power, which is still in the process of being explored, is full of uncertainty.

This is especially true for those close to legal professionals.

The air, the water, the earth, the flames, the forces of nature that are common around us produce all kinds of incredible changes in the hands of those around us, and you can't do it yourself—this huge sense of difference is always unacceptable.

The more stupid a person is, the more he can't accept his stupidity. Therefore, they tend to attribute things they cannot understand to 'mutation' and 'malice'.

[Warlock] is a good back-erabbed man.

Therefore, the grand massacre of Dharma professionals, which was ignited by the eternal fire and carried out by countless believers, began.

Although there is nothing to fear about those ordinary poor people wrapped in linen and hungry, the armed forces of the Church of Eternal Fire itself are as powerful as the entire armament of some small countries, and there are a large number of professionals in it as blades to assassinate and encircle the legal professionals.

Once their whereabouts are discovered, what awaits the warlocks is an endless pursuit of a large number of professionals.

If you don't want to cling to a tree like Nilfgaard or Redania, you have to learn to hide your tracks, and even more so, you have to learn to plan ahead.

Herein lies the problem, though.

Margarita didn't just come here to get a bribe.

She needed a sum of supplies.

Due to the increasingly fierce suppression of sorceresses by the Eternal Flame in recent years, the Eritusa Academy, which was originally open on Goth Willen's Sunnid Island, has been included in the 'Trial' list by the Eternal Flame.

Although the people of the Eternal Flame were relatively hidden, they were not dry sorcerers, and they soon discovered the shadows of the Eternal Flame buried in the surrounding villages.

Unable to fight and hide, the management of the Erethusa Academy unanimously decided to run away.

Run with the students!

However, the sorceresses are not some big fairies who do not eat the fireworks of the world, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are all problems.

If these basic materials are relatively easy to solve, the casting materials needed to train warlocks are a big problem.

Whether it's learning or casting spells, you need a lot of spell-casting materials in case of the unexpected - for warlocks, these materials are the lifeblood of life.

If it's near the academy, then it's all easy to say.

Around the academy, which has been in operation for dozens or hundreds of years, there are many magical beast communities cultivated by warlocks from generation to generation, and semi-artificial breeding is carried out in different geographical locations according to biological habits.

Usually what is missing, go directly to hunt some prey.

It not only exercises the students' resilience but also acquires the basic materials they need.

But now that you're planning to run away from home, at least the spellcasting materials you need on the way must be prepared.

Of these, the others are relatively readily available, except for a very scarce biomaterial called 'mutation inducer', which is only sold in the markets of a few large cities, such as Virgin and Novigre.

Novigre was the stronghold of the Eternal Flame, so naturally she couldn't go, so she had to travel hundreds of miles to Vigema.

However, now that Virjma has this incident, I am afraid it will attract the attention of many people.

It's time to speed things up.

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Vigema Palace,

Enhil silently looked at the picture in the magic mirror in front of him, and was silent.

In the magic mirror picture, Han Baiyi is still sitting on the table and gnawing on the griffin's hind legs, his teeth are very good, and he eats very fragrantly.

The street outside the tavern seemed to be swept over by a dragon, the stone pavement was all upside down, and Prince Flis and his cowardly spell advisor stood motionless outside the tavern door.

The world that had appeared in the sky had disappeared, leaving only a clear starry sky.

While watching, Enhill asked in a deep voice to the man behind him:

"How? Jaeger. ”

Standing behind Enhir was a man of about eight or nine meters, with a well-proportioned figure, dressed in black armor, and with long black curly hair.

The man, known as Jaager, was Enhil's most important personal defender and a master swordsman who had reached the legendary level.

After a long career of adventure, the legendary professional from the East disbanded his team and entered the palace to serve an iron rice bowl, using his years of adventure experience and strength to solve the Emperor's problems.

Yeager shook his head silently as he looked at the two legendary melee professionals in the picture who were inserted into the stone slab in the shape of an upside-down onion.

"It's going to die a terrible death."

"Can't the entire Iron Sword Guard?"

Enhill frowned.

"Not a level." Jaeger shook his head affirmatively, "Prince Flis may have no doubt, but the property and power he inherited from his father are beyond doubt. ”

"In terms of blood, he can even compete with you for the throne."

"In terms of the strength of the guards alone, the two people around him combined, even I can't get out easily, and even my life is in danger."

Jaeger pointed to where the berserker had fallen, and the footprints of his armor.

"You see, when this berserker was slashing in the air, the dragon didn't even take a step, and it was so fast that I couldn't even see it."

"And the armor on this person's body, I recognize, it should be the work of Fortex, the dwarven forge master of the Skelliger Islands, three hundred years ago - the Armor of Haldero. The enchantment marks are here. In terms of wealth, a suit of armor should not be a problem for 20,000 kroner, but it was kicked and scrapped by this dragon. ”

"If it weren't for this armor, the man would have been dead - though he was just as badly injured now, I think it should have been the result of the dragon's mercy."

Enhill's brow furrowed higher and higher,

"Why is there such a big gap? Is his creature level much higher than yours? ”

Jaeger looked very calm.

"It's the racial gap."

"I'm a Juggernaut class, class level 23, and I'm already the best at the human level - but that's on a human scale."

"This giant dragon can use the transformation technique so skillfully, this dragon type spell, it is probably above the legendary level (20), judging from the color of the scales, it should be a golden dragon."

"In this way, this is probably a golden dragon between an old dragon and an extremely old dragon, and the creature level fluctuates between 20 and 25......"

Yeager narrated calmly, but was suddenly interrupted by Enhil's cold voice,

"I just want to know how many troops I have to send to kill him."

Jaeger listened for a moment, and then said slowly,

"Dragons with a creature level of 20 or higher are generally referred to as 'inoffensives' in the mouths of us adventurers."

"If you take a normal adventure team as an example, the challenge level of a golden dragon with a creature level of 20 is around 28."

"In other words, it takes about six legendary professionals with a reasonable class allocation and a class level of 28 to crusade ......"

"Level 28."

"Six."

Encil repeated the two numbers, his brows furrowed together, unable to make up his mind.

Jaeger's voice paused slowly,

Then I added a sentence.

“...... Not necessarily able to beat. ”

N Hill suddenly stopped talking.

For an emperor like him, the era when personal courage could play a decisive role has long passed.

So it was really a little difficult for him to accept that he suddenly heard that his personal strength could be so high.

As he was thinking about it, Enshir suddenly remembered something, raised his head and pointed to the mirror, and asked Jaeger beside him.

"What about him? Who is he? ”

Jayger's expression became a little heavier, and even his voice involuntarily became low.

"To be honest, judging by my years of experience, I didn't want to believe that humans could be stronger than dragons - because that was a problem that could not be solved physically."

"But this man is different."

Enhil's eyebrows narrowed slightly, as an emperor of a country, and an emperor who has experienced a lot of hardships since he was a child, Enhil is also a profession.

Although the professional level is not very high, he has also heard rumors that high-level professionals can judge each other's strength with just one look.

Judging from Jaeger's reaction, it seems that this rumor of the town that he heard casually in the past is true.

But where did he see it?

Then Enghil saw Jaeger pointing to the picture in the mirror, serious:

"Look at the flesh on his hands."

Enshir looked at it carefully for a while, but didn't see anything, and asked for advice very humbly.

"Well, what's the point?"

Jaeger emphasized.

"It's a griffon's hind legs."

"So what?"

"Griffin meat, he's poisonous."