Siegel naturally didn't see the scene of the witch priest casting a spell on Feiza, otherwise he would definitely recognize that this was a spell method of the Knox Commons, their modification memory spell was quite clever and distinctive, and Siegel would not admit it. Although he missed this clue, he found the flaw in other aspects.

Siegel has good reason to suspect that Karug is a mage, disguised as a witch priest, similar to his own situation. Maybe his disguise was enough to deceive orc warriors, but not enough in front of another mage. Unlike Siegel, due to the lack of spell material packs, coupled with the constant use of curse spells in blood magic, it is difficult to see the characteristics of a mage from Siegel. On the other hand, "Karuger" may have noticed that the wand would not be used and that the spell material pack would not be carried with him, but Siegel was keenly aware of it.

So what is the purpose of this "Karug" and why did he find himself? Siegel thought as he walked. Of the two questions, it is easier to speculate as to why Siegel was found. With the assumption that Karug was a mage, he would surely be worried that the fluctuations of his spells would be detected by another witch priest, causing unnecessary trouble. So he tried to get the "witch priests" from outside to leave as soon as possible, or at least to stop using witchcraft and establish a realm of witchcraft.

But it's hard to guess what Karug's purpose was, and Siegel can only look for clues from their conversations. No matter how much you disguise it, a person will always leak clues in his words. Why did he tell the story of the wolves?," Siegel pondered. At first glance, he said that the purpose of the story was to warn Siegel: "There is already a guard against hungry bears here." "But combined with the assumption that he is a mage, then he is not actually a member of the wolf pack in the story, so how can he protect the wolf's den?

'He wants to be the bear!' Siegel had a flash of inspiration and thought of the possibility. This naturally leads to the next question: 'Who is this person, could it be the mage of the Federation, one of those people who came to the north on a special mission?' Is it because Makabuta is surrounded by the Three-Eyed Warlords, so he needs to create a big mess in the rear of the orcs to lure them out of the base camp?' Siegel suddenly became broad-minded, connecting the clues step by step. This is similar to the dragon's attack on the Raven tribe, taking advantage of the fact that most of the orc generals and commanders are assembled in the town, and the attack has the effect of decapitation, mobilizing the situation in the entire north. It's a very bold plan, should I reveal my identity and help him?'

Siegel paused and pondered the question. The benefits of being recognized with another mage are immediate, with spellcasting kits, wands, spell wands, scrolls, and the opportunity to learn magic from each other. Siegel only had the Blood Mage's spell book on hand, and the spells in it were very useful, but it also made him feel uncomfortable, after all, not everyone liked such bloody methods. Even if he only learns a few fireballs, lightning beams, and hailstones, his abilities have pushed the low-level spells to the limit, and more new knowledge must be added. He took a few steps back, startling Lin Ke and hurriedly turning around to catch up.

"Siegel, where are you going?" Lin Ke asked suspiciously, "Do you want to have a meeting between witch festivals again, don't do such a dangerous thing, it's good to be able to cheat once." ”

Siegel was taken aback, not because of "cheating the witch sacrifice", but because he suddenly thought of what Lin Ke had said before about the seldom of meeting between witch sacrifices. The two current witch priests in Bacon Town, meeting twice in one day, will attract the attention of the generals, who knows if it will lead to a chain effect and increase the risk of failure of the plan?

Beware of self-defeating, Siegel thought to himself. I'm not really a witch priest, so naturally I won't interfere with his plans, maybe I can help in secret, so there is no harm in being cautious. So he turned around and returned to the area where he was staying. It was such a coincidence that the mages of the Knox Guild were afraid that the "Mask Witch Priest" would find out his true identity and would not dare to kill him - after all, he was alone, and no other accomplice pretended to be a witch priest again. If it weren't for General Kaka leaving Bacon Town, he wouldn't have dared to get rid of the Karug Witch Sacrifice, and he would have used his identity to set traps in the town. Now that it was almost time to reap the fruits, out of an abundance of caution, the mages of the Guild decided to save Siegel's life for the time being.

Siegel, who had not yet escaped, returned to the lodging quarters, where the spearman Akus was still guarding his position, and it could be seen that there had been a fight here, but the spearman was unharmed. A couple of human slaves were carrying the corpse of an orc out of the house, and a huge cut from his shoulder to his waist killed him. Siegel nodded, sat back down on the bunk, and asked Arcus to come over.

"Well done, I promise you a reward. Siegel pointed to Linko and said, "Here's a potion that will heal your simple injuries and restore some stamina." If you still want to work for me, serve Lin Ke first and follow his orders. ”

The orc took the potion, carefully put it in his waist bag, and then stood behind Lin Ke with a long knife. However, the village chief is not at all at ease with a strong orc warrior behind him, and God knows when he will be stabbed in the back. So he asked Arcus to stand in front so that he could keep his eyes on him.

Siegel was able to gain a foothold in Bacon, and through Linko and Arcus, it quickly picked up a lot of news from the South. The nomads on the steppe have no leader, and the galloping horses who have driven away the Jackdaw tribe and occupied the core area are unable to unify the steppe tribes, so the orc army continues to win. In the case of fighting on their own, many tribes were raided by the two-headed wolf king Worf, and none of them could escape, so they captured a lot. And the iron-footed warlord Foret is facing off against the Waterdeep coalition forces, and no one can help anyone. The skinning warlord Waga took the opportunity to plunder on a large scale, relying on his own men and sisters, divided into dozens of hundreds, and scattered on the plains. When you see something, you grab it, you catch people, you kill a small army when you see it, and you run away when you see a large team, which makes the human side annoyed. According to the orcs, this is a good time that is rare in decades, and in addition to what General Kaka brought back this time, there will be loot shipped in the future.

Bacon Town soon became lively, with orcs from all walks of life gathering here. Their complexion ranges from yellowish to blue-black, some are tall, some are fat, and some can be seen by their appearance as trolls or hill giants. Siegel quickly developed the ability to distinguish the faces of orcs, who used to be able to distinguish only by their body shape and hairstyle, but now they have learned more and more. As far as the eye can see, there are ugly faces of orcs everywhere, and there is a disgusting smell everywhere. Moldy clothes, rotten food scraps, sour wine, and the strong smell of sweat were even more terrifying than the mage's poison cloud magic. Siegel took strips of cloth, treated them with a little aromatic material, and stuffed them into his nostrils. Anyway, with the mask covering, no one can see the simple nasal congestion, which just makes Siegel's voice strange when he speaks.

Siegel spends most of his time in the lodging area, passing the time by thinking about spells. As a witch priest, it is difficult for him to find out the news in person, ordinary orcs are naturally afraid of him, and he can't leave this identity alone, and wander around in disguise as an orc, so he can only rely on the increasingly eccentric Linko. He was a little chagrined and felt that he had made a mistake again: it was Siegel's first solo adventure, with no one to tell him what to do, no very clear goals, and no one to accompany him. Without someone to talk to, Siegel felt like he was limping on a leg, making his movements difficult, like a quagmire. The walled mountains seemed alien to him, creating layers of obstacles for his every move and choice. He is in an embarrassing period, his strength and insight are at a bottleneck, and there are no good solutions to some of the problems he encounters. At present, all he can do is to improve his strength as soon as possible, and make his magic methods richer and more powerful, so that he can gradually get rid of this feeling.

It would have been difficult to meditate in a noisy place, but Siegel made progress little by little, trying to carefully control the line between sobriety and contemplation. There was a strange wave of energy wafting through the air, similar to a magical barrier, but more alive. This energy is like a mischievous bear child, hidden most of the time, but always comes out unexpectedly to wreak havoc and disturb Siegel's newly stabilized thoughts. Siegel was so annoyed by the tossing that he decided to find the source of this energy. He looked up and turned his attention to self-meditation to detect energy fluctuations, using his eyes to search for hidden information. When he was at Dragon Lion Cliff, he once inadvertently entered this state, thus discovering a skull suspended in the air. Later, when he became a mage, he knew that this ability was called aether vision, and just as dwarves can see through darkness and angels can see through illusions, some mages are trained to spot traces of energy scattered around them. This is a must-learn skill for mages who aspire to learn enchantments and magic circles. Siegel hadn't even learned all the spells, let alone had the money to invest in the study of various techniques, so he could only rely on groping for the time to try to recreate the aetheric vision at that time.

At first, pale cyan lines appeared in the field of vision, like a faint mist. Sometimes a beam of light flashes out of the corner of the eye, but when I chase it over, I don't notice anything. The information received by ordinary people through vision accounts for more than eighty percent of all the information they receive, but there are still too many things that cannot be recognized by both eyes. Mages believe that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and in order to become a powerful mage, one must find ways to expand one's horizons and see more layers. The Prophet's goal is the Web of Destiny, the Sculptor focuses on the Elemental Channel, the Necromancer observes the Soul Fire, and the Spell Mage probes the rift in the plane, each of which requires a corresponding means of observation, which is the blacksmith's furnace, the farmer's hoe, and the knight's warhorse.

Siegel believes that Linko's ability to see "spirits" is also a special visual ability. The mage had specifically questioned him about this matter, intending to learn the art. However, Lin Ke couldn't tell how he obtained his ability, only that it was a gift from Mother Earth. "I was caught in a storm on the sea, and I was taken to the tundra of the north, dying. In order to be able to live, I want to pray to Mother Earth and confess to her to atone for my sins. After I kissed the earth, I had this ability when I opened my eyes. The New World is a magical place, and I settled down beside the boulders at the direction of the Mother of God. I prayed every day, with the help of my spirits, to keep the village in order, and that it would be rare for orcs to live in peace. If you ask me how I can learn this skill, I will advise you to embrace Mother Earth as soon as possible and find your purpose in life, and this ability will naturally come to you. ”

That's the biggest difference between a mage and other spell users: if a skill and skill can't be passed down through learning and practice, then the mage won't care. In addition to this, all knowledge and skills are recorded, analyzed, and then improved through continuous research, and the strength of the mage is rooted in this philosophy.

After several hours of continuous effort, Siegel finally entered the state of aetheric vision, and after just one glance, he was stunned to hold his breath.