Because the Royal Family of Timo did not have a strong person in charge, coupled with a long period of indulgence in pleasure, its military strength declined, showing a weak posture.
At this point, the various principalities showed their fangs and gradually started a war sweeping the south.
In addition to the powerful and well-oiled army, the Principality of Alva has a total of five high-ranking mages.
The number is not surprising.
But what is surprising is that among the five high-ranking mages, there is one archmage who masters nine-level magic, two eight-level mages, and two seven-level mages.
The one currently standing in front of Garen is the eighth-ring mage of the transformation system.
As the Grand Duke of Thorns said, if nothing happens, the most powerful Principality of Alva will become the new kingdom, replacing Timo's position.
"Your Excellency True Dragon, this upcoming war is just the final battle."
"The main purpose of asking for your help is to frighten the enemy and avoid unnecessary casualties."
"You only need to unleash the power of the dragon and show your presence above the Golden Alliance Army, and you will get a huge amount of treasure."
"Of course, if you are willing to actually take action and assist the Golden Alliance Army in defeating the enemy, we will give you the reward you deserve."
Matthew continued the invitation.
Garen did not answer immediately and fell into deep thought, his dragon eyes flashing with light of thought.
He would not believe Matthew's words.
Since they want to invite real dragons to help in the battle, it means that they cannot easily defeat the remaining power of the Timo Kingdom.
Another thing that makes Garen feel strange is that, according to the Grand Duke of Thorns, the Golden Alliance Army is simply unstoppable on the battlefield, advancing with great success. Although they have experienced several failures, they are all insignificant.
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.
Garen himself felt that no matter how weak the Kingdom of Timo was, it was a kingdom that had been inherited for thousands of years. It would not really have any power to resist just because of the loss of the legendary caster.
At the very least, this war is coming to an end in just one year, which is a bit abnormally fast.
On the other side, the high-ranking mage from the Principality of Alva looked at Garen's expression and felt slightly depressed.
As soon as he thought about it, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes brightened, and he said: "Your Majesty Zhenlong, I heard that you are looking for a spell book."
Galen turned his eyes and said in a low voice: "That's true."
Matthew smiled, raised his palm, and with a faint flash of light, a thick book exuding a faint ancient fragrance appeared in his hand.
"Annihilation, an eight-ring transformation school spell."
"If you are willing to help me fight, this spell book is now yours."
"In addition, under the witness of the God of Light, I promise you that I will give you five high-level spell books from different schools afterwards."
The content of high-level spells is very complicated, involving many runes and spells. One spell requires an entire book to record.
Because it is difficult to master spells, even if the spell book is placed somewhere, few people can learn it from it. In fact, it is not a very cherished item.
In Noah's Land, many spellcasters would learn from each other and exchange treasured spell books in order to learn from each other's strengths.
However, high-level spell books are basically only circulated in the hands of high-ranking mages and cannot be easily obtained.
High-level spells from different schools.....Gallon thought for a while, and finally chose to pick up the high-level spell book in Matthew's hand.
He left the far north ice sheet and headed south for two main purposes.
The first is to get the portal to the lava demiplane, which he has already obtained.
The second is to obtain as many spell books as possible, especially high-level spell books.
The conditions offered by the other party were already generous, and with the addition of a total of six high-level spell books, Garen had to admit that he was tempted.
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The capital of the Kingdom of Timo, Kraken City, Royal Court.
The king, who is in his prime, with an angular face and complex eyes, lives in his empty bedroom. He is currently standing in front of a large grid-lined gold window, overlooking the capital of the Kingdom of Timo, which is as silent as a tomb under the night.
A cool breeze blew on him.
The moonlight was cut into fine pieces of light and shadow by the window grid, forming scattered silvery spots around him.
"The kingdom's foundation for thousands of years has now decayed."
"The royal family is corrupt, the nobles are greedy, there are countless moths, and the military is weak. There is almost no other way to bring the Kingdom of Timo back to life."
The king looked directly at the scenery outside the window, as if talking to himself.
After a pause, he remained motionless and said with a hint of inquiry in his voice: "Teacher, are you really sure?"
Among the scattered shadows, a cloud of black smoke swirled and emerged, forming a haggard face with skin tightly attached to the face, like a skeleton.
"I, Harris, have never failed in anything I decided to do in my life."
The lips on the withered face opened and closed, making a harsh sound like a cat scratching glass.
And if the name Harris is heard by a caring person, they will definitely be shocked in their hearts.
Because he was none other than the chief legendary mage of Dimo, Harris Fax, who died a few years ago and was buried in the grave amidst the national silence.
"Russell, as my student, I have watched you grow up almost since childhood. As long as you obey the teacher's words, you will be the first human emperor in Noah's continent!"
"As for the casualties of the people, the rivers of blood...Haha, you have always been kind and soft-hearted since you were a child."
"How can you frighten those countries that are ready to take action if you are indecisive and not decisive? You must bear at least five points of responsibility for the current situation in the Kingdom of Timo."
Being scolded unceremoniously, the king showed no expression of anger on his face.
He glanced at the scenery outside the window again, then withdrew his gaze, slowly turned around and looked at the black smoke, his eyes a little tired.
"Teacher, you are right. I feel sorry for the soldiers who died for the Kingdom of Timo, and I feel sorry for the people who are in panic day and night."
"But you should know that I have never wanted to be the head of a country... I am not suitable to sit in this position."
The withered face in the black smoke was silent for a moment, and said in an unpleasant and harsh voice: "The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired."
"You can only choose to accept reality, or disobey my will."
The king sighed deeply, with a tired face and a sad voice, and said slowly: "Teacher, you were not like this before."
"For the sake of your eternal immortal body, you have changed too much."
The black smoke rolled violently, and his tone suddenly became much higher, and he said impatiently: "It's not your turn to take care of my situation!"
"If that guy Yeleg hadn't been staring at this place, I would have solved all the problems long ago, and I wouldn't have been dragging it out until now."
After a pause, he said with a hint of luck in his voice: "Fortunately, now he seems to have no time to take care of himself and has left Kraken."
The king was silent for half a minute. Finally, he turned around and looked out the window.
"Just do what you want and I will fully cooperate."