The duel was not held immediately, and it was agreed that it would take place in the afternoon, halfway through the sunset. Each side could bring an escort to take care of miscellaneous tasks such as carrying things, and neither side was allowed to desecrate the other's corpses, and it was a decent fight, not a barbarian brawl.

However, neither side of the parties has taken "decency" to heart.

There were still a few hours before the battle began, and neither side would attack at this time, but Siegel ordered some men to be on guard. Then he walked down the wall and came to Janet's room.

The smell of contemplative incense helps to relieve tension. When the doors and windows are closed, the runes left by the dwarves on the outer walls can effectively block out the noise, so the room appears peaceful and peaceful.

Modette yawned and lay on her side on the couch, her head little by little. Siegel holds the core of the Elemental Rune Array and uses all the energy collected to make elemental warriors, so the Dragon Maiden returns to a state of not having enough to eat. In addition, she has been worried about Janet, afraid that something will happen to the magical baby in her womb, and her energy is highly concentrated, so she always feels sleepy.

Siegel bypassed Modistie, trying not to wake her up. Since she didn't feel threatened, the dragon girl rolled over and fell asleep completely. On the large bed in the bedroom, Janet was sleeping soundly, the corners of her mouth curled up in a slight arc, obviously dreaming comfortably. Siegel gently stroked her hair and woke Janet carefully.

"Mother Earth willing, I've finally seen you. Janet wrapped her arms around Siegel's neck and buried her head deep in the mage's chest. An eerie smell mixed with plant fragrance and sulfur wafted into her nostrils, which Janet knew was the characteristic smell of the spellcasting material. She could filter out the scent that belonged to Siegel from the mask of the smell. A taste buried deep in memory.

"I'm sorry. The spell went wrong and threw me into the Void World, only to come back safely and make you suffer. Siegel said, "Now that I'm back, you can rest assured that you will take care of your body and give birth to the child well, understand?"

Jenny nodded and kissed Siegel with all her might. It took a long time to let go. "Be careful, you know?"

The mage nodded, arranged the pillow for his wife, and covered her with the quilt. Then, he turned and left, there was still a battle to prepare for.

For this duel, the vast majority of people did not understand why they should leave the support of the city wall and one-on-one with the enemy. Even for the sake of the honor of the so-called nobles and knights, it is not worth taking such a risk. But the answer is simple, it's a battle between a mage and a mage. Siegel has already spotted the caster on the opposite side. Only the Knox Guild in the New World will come to him for trouble. They are proficient in mind control spells, if they deliberately cause destruction. It will implicate a large number of ordinary people, and the chaos and casualties caused will be difficult to control, and Siegel is very worried about this.

Similarly, Felton was concerned about Siegel's methods. From the current point of view, the mage lord is proficient in elemental spells, which is simply not able to resist an army without the protection of walls and castles. As long as the walls can be dragged down, the things that the spell can do are difficult for ordinary people to imagine. Mages are always better at attacking, and the coalition forces in the south don't have walls to protect them. Felton was unwilling to become a watchtower for detecting magic and a shield against spell attacks, resulting in being trapped in the camp every day.

The Knox Commons want to weaken the Southern Lords, causing them to be chaotic and kill each other. Only in this way can the strongest of the scattered lords be quickly selected for control, and the population of the south can be concentrated in the service of the Knox Commonwealth. If it becomes an attack and defense between two mages every day, how to send ordinary soldiers, it is better to solve it as soon as possible.

Both mages have the ability to influence the tide of battle, but Felton doesn't want to reveal his identity as a spellcaster, so he always appears as a warrior. This identity is useful to him and cannot be abandoned at the moment. He summoned Sierra and asked her to cover the battlefield during the duel.

"I'll use the fog to block the Southerners, leave that to me. But is there really a need for a duel?" Serra didn't quite understand: "You two are both mages, but you are fighting with the rules between the dumb knights, why are you restrained?"

'He was smart and decisive and took the only opportunity to force me to play. Felton straightened his armor and said to Serra, "As a student of Archmage Faranis, a polymath, I have more intuition about the battlefield and a grasp of the situation than me. If I don't take advantage of this time to deal with him, I have a bad feeling that I won't have a chance again. ”

"Archmage Casper has given us the task of destroying the Heim Territory and opening the Ore Path. Serra replied, "We must kill Siegel Squid without explaining it, at least not until we find out the secrets of his elemental rune guards." ”

"It's your task to open up the ore avenue, not mine. Felton snorted and said, "A young mage, is there any better prey than this?"

Serra suddenly thought of the anecdote circulating within the guild that Archmage Caspar's apprentice was a strange man who was proficient in change-based spells, and had gradually lost his heart by transforming back and forth among various monster forms. He began to think of himself as a predator, and the meaning of life was to constantly move up the food chain. He always likes to find opponents and evolve himself with the death of his enemies.

"You madman, pervert," Serra's words were actually compliments in Felton's ears, but there was some truth in what the mage said: "With the thick fog, I can only cover the battlefield for a while, and you have to fight quickly, or they will come up to check on you, and then you will be exposed." ”

"It won't take long. "A layer of fine scales crept up Felton's skin, creating a new shield under the armor.

The venue of the duel was in the middle of the battlefield, and the Southern Lords allied forces sent soldiers to clean up the battlefield and clear an open space. Attendants on both sides inspected the surrounding terrain in case the other side did not honor the other side and set traps or ambushes. Everyone must retreat to a distance of five hundred meters, leaving enough buffer distance for both sides.

Siegel and Felton arrived on horseback, respectively, and then tossed the reins to their escorts. The two met for the first time and looked at each other. Felton tried to read his mind from Siegel's expression. But it felt like I was hitting a cold wall. The young mage was unusually calm and serious. Very well controlled body language. It's like a Knox co-mage.

"Moore, lead the horse away, you don't need to be there here. Siegel looked away from Felton's face and confessed, "If I want to go back, I only need one thought, no horse." ”

Moore nodded and left first.

Siegel looked at Felton with a smile on his face. He was dressed in chain mail and protected by an iron plate on his chest. It has a pattern of a nine-clawed squid on it. It was only a temporary piece of armor, and Siegel reached out and unfastened the clasp on his shoulder, causing the armor to fall to the ground before being kicked to the side.

Underneath the armor was naturally the robes of the Mage Federation, with spell material packs, several bottles of potions, and some scrolls hanging from the slender belt. Siegel's wand is fastened to the wrist by a chain and cannot be lost in the heat of battle. Stardust hung quietly at his waist, his Sharp Blade gauntlet emitting a faint glow.

"Your men are watching you, don't let them down. "I saw quite a few flags, the Nords, the Ritters, the Norries, and even some of the Cataks. Don't you know that their family's nickname is Stupid Goose? Maybe they're excitedly waiting for the battle to begin. But I don't know that I can't see anything. ”

He knew I was going to cover the battlefield, Felton thought to himself. He deliberately forced me to do the same thing by taking off his armor, which was really delicate. But does he know that I am stronger without the restraint of armor?

"Theo, come here, untie my breastplate, it's a fair fight, I'm a man of honor. Then he sent his retinue farther away, so that he would not have to bother to silence him.

"Siegel Squid. Felton said, "For the sake of all the members of the Mage Federation, tear down the walls and fortresses and get out of here, or your life will not be saved." ”

"Don't talk stupid. Siegel replied, "Although my walls are used against the spirits, human weapons are hardly effective, and as long as I am there, you will not be able to win." As a mage, you should be mentally intelligent enough to see this. ”

"Victory, you think all I need is victory?" Felton snorted coldly, slowly drew his long sword, and held it in front of him, "I only need to fight and destroy you is enough." ”

Siegel nodded, and pulled out the stardust as well. He moved his wrist slightly, and swung his sword to make a "whin" sound. "Your armor looks so good, it should fit well, and it would make a good trophy. It's ironic that we two mages have to fight with our swords first. ”

"What's this? You'll see even more amazing things in a moment. Felton licked the corners of his lips and charged with his sword.

The two long swords overlapped each other, then quickly separated. Siegel walked faster, and the second sword was raised, stabbing Felton in the neck. The sword returned to the defense, pushing Stardust aside, and then swung violently to launch a counterattack. Siegel dodged unscathed, then lunged again.

After a few rounds, Felton's coat had been damaged in multiple places, but not a drop of blood remained. The scales that covered his body were broken quite a bit, but at least they slipped away from Siegel's attack. Like a dancer's silk, the stardust slashed through the air in an arc, and then found an opportunity like a viper to emerge from its hole and thrust violently and deadly. It sliced through its coat and shattered the scales, forcing Felton to retreat.

Siegel said as he showed off his elven martial arts, "What about your magic? why don't you use it? Do you need me to give me some pointers?"

Felton muttered, why didn't Sierra cast spells yet, but in terms of martial arts, Siegel Squid was more skilled, he was using his own body after all, not needing to adapt like himself. This Felton's skin is too poor in physical fitness, neither flexible nor strong, and has no character.

The lords of the Southern Coalition pointed their fingers, and they were surprised that Felton's martial arts skills were not as good as the legend. I have to say that Baron Siegel of Myr City has two strokes, and his swordsmanship has a very elven and elegant and agile feeling, which looks pleasing to the eye and has good power. Felton, by contrast, was a bit of a scramble and struggled to cope.

Another sword stabbed at Felton, leaving a wound in Felton's thigh, blood pouring from his torn leather pants. Felton was annoyed, 'Damn Serra, what the hell is the mean woman waiting for?' he couldn't wait any longer, or the show was going to be ruined. The water elemental energy around him began to gather, and he prepared to cast the mist himself.

And at this point, the fog finally came up. Felton's eyes glowed yellow, and his tongue spat out from between his sharp teeth. (To be continued......)