The biggest benefit of the recent period of study is that it has made up for the problem of Siegel's spell bias. Being good at elemental spells and summoning spells doesn't make you the best mage, and you can only have an advantage if you master prophecy spells.

This advantage lies in being able to hide oneself better, in being able to detect danger in advance, and in being able to obtain the information one needs.

It's also about being able to find what you're looking for.

Positioning is very versatile, and anything that has not been deliberately concealed can be found. However, this spell also has great limitations, and what to look for must be something that the mage is very familiar with. Earlier, Siegel thought the spell was so magical that he couldn't understand the principle of the spell at all. Later, after consulting with other mages, I realized that this spell did not rely on divination to find things, but to analyze the remaining information around it.

Although people can see, hear, smell, taste, and touch, there is a limit to perception, and there will always be too much information missing. Localization is actually helping the mage to collect and filter the perceptual information around him, compare it with what he is looking for, and then get guidance.

Siegel carved a circle to increase the area, allowing it to work across flowing water. Just as a hound can't cross a river to track the scent of its prey, so it can't cross a flowing water without a circle-backed positioning. For the target to be found, the mage first tries the troll. He had a vivid memory of this creature, and the first opponent he fought independently after becoming a knight's squire was an ogre.

Their scents, images, and voices are all remembered in Siegel's mind, as well as their ferocity, evil, and deceit.

The circle lit up, and Siegel stood in the middle of the circle and concentrated on silently casting spells. The information that remains in the surrounding air is mobilized. A hazy picture is formed in his field of vision. There have indeed been trolls here. They had fetched water nearby. Siegel focused his attention on the direction the ogre had left. Finally captured the most vivid breath.

Looking in that direction, Siegel felt that he was getting closer and closer to the ogre. The locator tells him that there are three ogres in front of him, hiding in a hole in the ground hidden by the trees. No wonder they couldn't see it from the air, Siegel thought to himself, these guys really know how to hide.

The sun had now risen in mid-air, and Siegel knew he was not far from the enemy. He told Moore to tie his horse to a tree at a distance and put on his weapon before coming. The young knight squire learned a good archery skill from Mana, and Siegel didn't want him to engage in hand-to-hand combat with trolls.

The enemy is hiding underground. This makes it very difficult to detect. If the Mage's Pet chooses a mouse, it can easily solve this problem now, but that doesn't mean Siegel can't do anything about it. He summoned a small scorpion and cast the Arcane Eye on it. This spell allows the mage to observe the surrounding image through the planted magic eye, even in a dark-free environment. But it can't make any sound - it's just an eye, not an ear, after all.

At Siegel's orders, the scorpion burrowed into the bushes, found a crevice under the ground, and burrowed in. Inside was a damp, dark diagonal passageway, five meters deep, just enough for the trolls to hide below the roots. Except for three ugly, topless trolls. Siegel also saw three human men bound in chains and chained to large rocks. One of them has long since died. The skull and shoulders are only connected by a thin layer of skin. The other two were subjected to a lot of abuse, their bodies and faces were covered in bruises, and the blood that came out of the ruptured wounds had already coagulated. The scab on the wound is torn repeatedly, and then slowly grows back over time, becoming a thick layer. Apparently they were beaten a lot, and they had to go through it many times a day.

The cave was two meters high, and the trolls had no problem standing up, except that they were now sitting and eating. The food is a pork hind leg, which is completely raw and has not undergone any treatment. They didn't dare to make a fire in the burrow, so they couldn't cook the food, and they couldn't even clean the pigs. But the trolls didn't care too much about these details, and still ate with relish. In front of the two captives lay a plate, where the livers and hearts of the pigs lay bloodied, with human tooth marks on them, and it seemed that hunger had caused one of them to begin to eat raw meat.

The weapon was placed next to the troll, within reach.

If it was Siegel in the past, I'm afraid there would be no good way to deal with this situation. The narrow terrain does not allow the elves to move, and the ogre can kill the hostages at any time when the situation is not good. He had to wait until the ogre was asleep to sneak up on the attack to have a chance of victory.

But that's in the past.

Siegel took out two elemental rune guards from the space pouch and cast a spell that condensed the earth elemental. Two elemental guards quickly appeared in front of him, fists made of rock clattering.

The mage ordered one of them to dive underground, raiding the trolls' cave from the side, while the other descended from the sky, piercing the surface floor and falling into the center of the room. The heavy footsteps of the earth elemental caught the attention of the enemies in the cave, who gnawed two bite of the pig's hind legs before picking up the machetes beside them.

The trolls tried to listen to their surroundings with their small, hairy ear holes, and looked at the two men tied to the chain out of the corner of their eyes. As if feeling the shaking of the ground, the prisoner shook his head and had a tendency to wake up.

At that moment, the earth elemental that had passed from the ground emerged from the wall and slammed into the back of one of the trolls, striking with a fist. The Elemental Rune Guardian is the size of an ordinary human, that is, it is a cut shorter than a large troll, so when it lies on the back of an enemy to attack, it is like a child beating an adult, and it is not very powerful.

Siegel ordered another earth elemental to attack, and he lifted the shrub used for camouflage and jumped down together. The flanking attacks in front and back suddenly made the trolls scramble and take care of themselves. Siegel's presence made him realize that he had been exposed, and he immediately raised his machete and killed the prisoner.

An ice wall divides the room, and the trolls and earth elementals all go to the other side of the ice wall. The machete sliced large chunks of ice through the wall, but it wasn't that easy to penetrate the wall.

The faces of the furious enemies turned red. Frantically slamming his body against the ice wall. Siegel shouted the order to assemble. Drill the Earth Elemental back into the dirt after completing the task of attracting the enemy's attention. Use their ability to escape from the battlefield. There was no need for Siegel to let the Elemental Rune Guardians and enemies smash hard, after all, the Rune Core was not cheap enough to be used as consumables.

The two prisoners were tied to stone, which was the best restraint for the earth elemental to untie, and the chain could be removed with a single pull of the hand. Carrying one on his shoulder, the two prisoners were taken out of the burrow, and Siegel departed with him.

All it takes is a turn of mind for the ice wall to disappear. Before the trolls could figure out what was going on, a fireball was thrown into the hole. The light of the fire illuminated every space inside. The trolls were tough, and even though they burned black, they still wailed and struggled to escape. Siegel unfolded the scroll and used another fireball.

This time there was no wailing.

"More, come here, and see if the enemy is dead. Siegel summoned his retinue to see how the lad handled the situation.

Very careful, Moore grabbed a handful of dead grass, lit it on the fire that had not yet been extinguished at the edge of the cave, and threw it into the hole for lighting. He then drew his longbow. Shoot an arrow at the neck of the nearest troll, to make sure it doesn't die again.

The trolls with arrows in the neck don't move. But the other one was not in Moore's shooting angle. He decisively drew his long sword, drew a dagger with his other hand, and jumped into the hole.

He threw the dagger and stuck it in the ribs of the corpse, making sure that the enemy was not moving, and then he was about to put his sword back in the sheath, when he heard Siegel say outside the cave: "Cut off the head of the trolls and burn them with fire to make sure that nothing goes wrong." ”

More behaved well, and Siegel was able to check on the two prisoners who had been rescued.

The most obvious thing is their unfocused eyes. The long-term torture made the two people very abnormal in their mental state, and they could not correctly understand their situation. The older one, about forty years old, was muscular, with thick calluses on his muzzle and fingers, and was definitely a pair of hands accustomed to holding a sword. He should have been in the prime of life, and the experience of life and the tempering of the years should have given him a pair of resolute and wise eyes, but now his eyes were scattered, and the dirt on his head and the thick droppings of his eyes attracted a few flies. His mouth opened and closed unconsciously, making a trembling sound.

The other was just a child, about the same age as Moore, and was just beginning to grow his body. The pale skin looked very delicate, and the slender fingers were the same as those of a woman, and there were no calluses on them—a rarity even among noble sons. After he was rescued, he kept laughing at Siegel, as if the appearance of a mage was the most ridiculous thing in the world. However, there was a red blood clot hanging from the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be the remains of pig internal organs, which added a touch of evil to his smile.

Fortunately, both of them are obedient, except for some small frictions, they can do whatever they want. Siegel searched the two of them and found nothing to prove their identity. At the same time, he couldn't get any information from the two of them - they wouldn't say anything but mmmmmmm But in this wilderness, you can't just throw them away!

"It's a tricky thing. Siegel scratched his head, sat down the two men with their brains, and gave them some normal food. They must be sent away, and the farther away from Fort Hub is the better. It's a pity that I don't know how the two of them became the way they are now, and why they became like this.

The spell of reading memories can only work on the sober mind, and the way of thinking of idiots and madmen is full of dangerous traps that will mess up the mage's mind together. Unless a suitable priest can be found, they can only wait for the two to recover slowly.

While the two of them were eating quietly, Siegel cast a spell to transform the two of them. One looks like an old man, and the other becomes like a woman. More will go to the Greenfield Inn to find a carriage and send the two back to Myr as soon as possible.

"Hide them and don't let anyone find out. Siegel confessed, "Then you will go directly to the Jackdaw tribe in the northern steppes to find me." ”

In order to investigate the magic tower of the Knox Guild, he rode alone to the Hub Fort. (To be continued......)