On this continent, the title of "master" is not something that anyone can bear.

In a certain line, only those who have reached the transcendent realm of perfection can be regarded as having the qualification to be named "master". Of course, it's not enough to just have qualifications, he has to prove that he has a higher level of competence than the vast majority of people, a unique and deep understanding of the industry, and even the ability to break through on the existing foundation.

It's okay.

At the same time, it also requires that the industry that can produce masters must be vast and deep enough to select such talents. It must have a pyramid-like career system to ensure that those who stand at the top have outstanding talents, supplemented by hard cultivation, are an absolute minority.

Such an industry is distributed in various fields such as art and art, but the master who can quietly reach behind him is definitely not a blacksmith or a painter.

Among the major combat professions, the first series of divine arts does not have the title of master, and their strength is obtained, and they rely more on the gifts of the gods and their own piety. In addition, although the legendary warrior is considered a master of martial arts, it has been a convention for thousands of years, and he rarely uses such a title.

So, the one who came must be a magician, right?

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was really an indifferent but sharp magic fluctuation just now, which instantly gathered and dissipated, and Dargnan secretly confirmed. But in the meantime, he's already standing up. Therefore, the better way is to turn your head and look at it directly.

Sure enough.

The indigo robes, the twisted staff, and the thin figure all indicate that this is a typical magician. His face was mostly hidden under the hood, but faintly, it seemed as if a blue-white light flashed in his eyes. Sharp to the extreme.

Under his glance, Dargnan felt a stirring in his heart. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart. The magician who just arrived, since he is called the "master", should be a real great magician. Judging from his feelings, he is even more spicy and tough than Allegri he came into contact with a few days ago. Of course. Although he had gone beyond it, he certainly did not reach the Legendary Realm, because as we all know, the only legendary magician in the current world was far away on the island of Thran overseas.

"General Cartroman, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Seeing the middle-aged man bow in greeting, the great magician known as "Haji" also bowed slightly, and turned his gaze to Dalgnan. asked, "I wonder who this is?"

"Not long," Cattroman said with a smile and a wave of his hand, "this is Dalgnan, I just asked him to give me a brief overview of the current situation." ”

Dalgnan next to him was honestly standing with his hands down, and now he had no qualifications to intervene. But Haji's name. Still, he confirmed his earlier suspicions. This seemingly sick middle-aged man should be the legendary warrior of the Snowton Empire. The presidential marshal of the Iron Wall Pass War Zone, the famous "Blood-Drinking Demon Knife", Lord Cartroman.

Haji nodded casually, since Carter Roman's didn't explain much, then the guy in front of him in a night suit should just be a small character who didn't care, and there was no need to explain.

He took a few steps forward. Standing with Cattroman, looking down at the battle, he confirmed, "It seems that the situation in Borriello is not good right now?"

"Yes. Although he has more troops than the other party, his determination is very poor," Cartroman smiled disdainfully, "This kind of person, even if he barely holds up, will not be able to bear any major matters in the future." ”

"Wouldn't that be more in line with Your Majesty's expectations?" Haji laughed, his voice a little hoarse. Dargnon stood to the side, listening quietly, most of the magicians he had seen had unpleasant voices, making him wonder if he was chanting too many spells.

"Yes," Cattroman nodded, casually asking, "The others must have followed, right?"

"Although the speed is okay, it is still not as good as us, and it is expected that it will arrive at dawn," Haji replied, looking down at the chaotic battlefield and frowning, "The situation is critical, do you need help?"

Get out, hurry up.

Dalgnan next to him almost raised his hands to cheer up, he was full of anticipation, hoping that the two would quickly intervene in the battle, so that he could take the opportunity to slip away. After all, although his own strength is also quite good. However, standing next to the legendary warrior and the great magician, the oppressive feeling was really uncomfortable.

Cattroman also set his sights on the battlefield, and the battle at the main entrance was in full swing, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Fire Knights had once again taken the upper hand. Even more worrisome were the troops that flanked and broke into the manor, which were small in number but moved very quickly. Private troops, mainly infantry, rushed from place to place, trying in vain to stop their tracks, but they could only watch as they tore through the porous lines of defense and approached the main entrance.

By the time they flanked back and forth, the defensive formation could easily be completely broken, and the Marquis of Borriello had no place to escape, as this was already the area where he had the most powerful forces.

"Wait a little longer," Cartroman, waving his hand, without the slightest look of anxiety on his face, said softly, "as long as you make sure that Borriello's life is not in danger, that's fine." ”

"What does the general mean?" Haji was puzzled. Dalgnan next to him also pricked up his ears, he couldn't understand what Cartroman meant, now the situation has become clear, these two strong men are indeed Borriello's reinforcements, but now they are watching their losses and losses, and they don't say anything.

It is true that the strength of one or two people cannot play a decisive role in the battlefield. However, if it is a strong legendary warrior and a great mage who is good at group attacks, then it is still easy to turn the current situation around. After all, under the cover of Haji, Catromancer only needs to single-handedly break through and directly capture the opponent's soul Onetsa. Taking a step back, as long as Haji appeared above the city, with the strength of his great magician, he only needed a few large-scale lethal spells to force the enemy forces in front of the main gate away or even annihilate them all.

"Sure, we've made a pact with Borriello," Catroman smiled meaningfully and continued, "but if he loses a little more now, he'll be more obedient in the future......

The Haji Wizard thought for a moment and nodded knowingly, while Dargnan pursed his lips in his heart.

At this time, Cattroman's gaze suddenly froze, and he looked to the southwest for a moment before he said indifferently, "What's more, the reinforcements that Borriello has been waiting for seem to have arrived." (To be continued......)

PS: (Second update, 2000 words, in fact, these were written yesterday)