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Chapter 12 Temporary Retirement

"You have to hurry up and recover!" Klin looked at the leopard people below who had used magic to kill him, but he was not happy because he knew very well that he was the only second-level magician in the entire town.

As for the other three first-level magicians he brought over, their level is not as high as his. If they really fight, they really can't defeat those leopard-man magicians.

The main reason is that they lose in knowledge and magic capacity. Compared with humans' precise control of magic, leopard magicians are far behind. To cast the same level of magic, they need one-fifth more energy than humans.

, but they have another advantage that humans don’t have, and that is their high capacity! And due to their physical fitness, they can recover better than humans, so when it comes to consumption, humans really can’t compete with others, so they can only

Play tricks on the skills.

"Master Klin, why don't you go down and take a rest first!" the knight next to him said with great respect. He did not dare to underestimate any magician. You must know that their status level is similar to them, but the only difference is that magic

Magicians rarely hold any national positions. Rather than power, magicians prefer to improve their magic level and strength.

But if you dare to underestimate them like this, you will also die miserably, because if a magician gets hairy, even three knights will not be able to hold him back. In addition, their weak awareness of power has caused many countries to

Rulers prefer magicians because at least they don't have to worry about someone trying to steal the imperial power.

"Okay, the leopard men are just temporarily repelled. You should pay more attention. If you encounter the opponent's magician, don't be afraid, just hide it!" Klin also nodded, and he looked at the ground below.

He also nodded and agreed to go down to the city wall to rest. It is important to know that casting magic for a long time consumes a person's energy, and the trend of magic must be controlled well. Otherwise, the wind blade he used will

, it just flies around and has no power.

"Everyone, please clean up the city wall and throw all the leopard man corpses down to me!" The knight arranged for two guards to take Magician Klin down to have a rest, and also asked the guards to take away the leopard man corpses on the city wall.

, they were all thrown down and placed on the city wall, which was still relatively inconvenient, at least not convenient for walking.

"The harvest is not bad!" In an inconspicuous corner, He Ziwei was like a mouse that had stolen bread. He looked at the increasing number of leopard man corpses in the Land of the Dead, and his eyes were filled with tears.

He almost stopped laughing, because for him, the only place he could rely on now was the Land of the Dead. As for the mercenaries and guards, He Ziwei still thought they were not reliable, at least not now.

"Long Haoyue, how many Leopard Man corpses are there in the Land of the Dead now!" After He Ziwei saw that all the Leopard Man corpses on the city wall had been thrown out, he also felt a pity, if only he could collect them all.

, but he just thought about it. A necromancer who is so capable of recycling corpses will not be low-level no matter how you look at it. If the opponent's level is low, it means that the opponent has a heavy treasure on his body. A three-year-old child is holding a piece of it.

If a gold brick is taken away from a bandit's den, even a blind person will know what the consequences will be.

"Pluto, you already have ninety-eight leopard-man corpses, and now they have all been thrown into the Skeleton Land. In just half a day, they will all turn into skeleton leopard-men. There is no need to consume your magic power, Pluto!"

Long Haoyue looked at the ninety-eight Leopard Man corpses in the Land of Skulls. He didn't even have the intention to look at them seriously. If there weren't only so many corpses left now, when would the corpses be placed in the Land of the Dead?

It's not a number above 10,000.

"The Skeleton Leopard Man only has first-level warrior strength. If we cooperate with the five Skeleton Leopard Men I resurrected before, we can be considered to have a certain ability to protect ourselves!" He Ziwei didn't pay attention to Long Haoyue's sigh. He now only

He thought that if the town could not be defended, it would be easier for him to escape alone. As for why there was no hope of defending, the main reason was that He Ziwei discovered that there was not much food stock in the town.

Moreover, the town itself does not produce food, but mainly produces timber, which means that if they are trapped here for a week, they will most likely die of starvation.

"He Ziwei, you are here! Have you eaten? I just have a big cake here! The mercenaries over there were just distributing it, so I took an extra one and gave it to you to eat. The taste is a bit worse, but

The amount is enough!" Just as He Ziwei was about to find something to eat, a voice suddenly came from next to him. He looked back and found that it was Allen. He saw two large pancakes in his hand.

They are thirty to forty centimeters in diameter and more than one centimeter thick, which makes them look very heavy.

"Thank you, um!" He Ziwei was just hungry now, so he was naturally not polite. He took it from the other person's hand and bit it in one mouthful. As a result, he found that this pancake-like thing was very

It was so hard that he could feel the pain in his teeth, and he also discovered that there was a smell of wood residue in the dough.

"This is the simplest fragrant wood pancake. It would be good if two-thirds of it is flour. You see, those common people still eat worse than us. There is only less than one-third of the flour, and the rest is

Fragrant wood dregs, these fragrant wood dregs can also be eaten, but the taste is not very good, and they are also very hard, so they usually need to be soaked in water." Allen looked at some dull He Ziwei, and he also explained, this

Something called Xiangmu Pancake has always been a mainstream food in the world.

It mainly uses wheat flour mixed with something called fragrant wood residue. This kind of fragrant wood is edible, but the taste is extremely bad, with a bitter taste, and there is a lot of fragrant wood residue. The taste is even more powerful. Adding this

The world's methods of preserving food are not very good. They often leave it for a few days before eating it, which further causes the food to taste even worse.

"At least it's better than being hungry!" He Ziwei also suppressed the feeling of revolt in his appetite and ate continuously. For him, if he didn't eat, he wouldn't be able to recover enough when he got to the battlefield.

I don't have enough physical strength, and my life will not be saved at that time. At this time, I still have the mood to care about whether the food tastes good or not. As long as I can eat enough, as for other things, I put them aside for now.

"Well, that's all it was during the war. There was too little other food production in the town, so it could only be given priority to the guards and authorities in the town." Allen also nodded and took a bite of the food in his hand.
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