A man in the middle of the knight team looked at the sky and asked with some doubts.
He and the two people next to him were very conspicuous in the team. While the entire knight team was wearing black full-body heavy armor, the three of them were wearing gorgeous clothes, which made them stand out.
The other two people also raised their heads after hearing this and narrowed their eyes.
"It should be a big bird. It's getting close to the mountain range. There are a lot of monsters.
Mr. La Motte, shoot it down for me and it will be very honorable to take it back."
A warrior in black heavy armor in front of them looked up and shook his head.
"Your Highness Huote, it's too high and even the bow and arrow can't shoot it."
"That's such a pity. Otherwise, if I could take it back and give it to my father, he would be very happy."
The man in fine clothes, Huo Te, had a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't show it, and his face was still full of smiles.
At this time, a man in fine clothes next to him said with a slightly complaining tone.
"His Royal Highness Holt, why do you think the Marquis wants us to learn some kind of magic in person? Do you want us to learn from the common people below?
Wouldn't it be better if the projectors sent it themselves? How dare he refuse to give it?"
"I don't know, but I heard that Earl Hongfeng was killed by them, so he must have some strength."
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you have some strength. If the common people dare to kill the nobles, they should kill the entire clan.
The Marquis kindly spared his life. It was his honor to think highly of this profession.
And he actually pardoned him and made him an earl..."
The man in rich clothes said proudly, but his eyes were full of jealousy.
"It's just a profession that I don't know where I learned from. Is he worthy of being a count?"
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind, and after a moment of speculation, he said cautiously.
"His Royal Highness Holt, I think what the Marquis really values is the new profession of mage. He probably won't care about the projector below.
How about we simply accept him as a slave and ask him to provide the method of job transfer?
Moreover, from now on in Red Maple City, the surname will be Morse and Holt.
I think the Marquis will appreciate His Highness more in this way, right?
Directly add the second richest and most prosperous city in the entire kingdom to the family, and if His Highness takes control of Red Maple City, then..."
Huo Te's eyes flashed when he heard this.
"But I heard that projectors have very stubborn tempers. Would they rather die than surrender?"
The man in fine clothes next to him smiled softly.
"Hey, they would rather die than surrender because they are not afraid of death and will not die.
We just need to capture his relatives and put them in a water prison without killing them.
If you give him a finger or a toe from time to time, pay attention to the healing, and promise not to die or let his relatives commit suicide, then can he not be obedient?
The person who killed Count Hongfeng can only kneel down humbly in front of His Highness. The transfer of the mage belongs to Your Highness, and Red Maple City... also belongs to Your Highness. Take these three things back, Lord Marquis.
Are you still dissatisfied?
Would you still be dissatisfied if you let this inferior projectionist kneel before the Marquis?"
Huo Te's eyes were gradually filled with greed and he nodded.
While they were discussing, no one noticed a big bird quietly landing in the distance.
Mo Lan quietly hid on the side of the road in front of them, a hundred meters away from the road, and carefully used a trace of mental power to explore.
When the knight team approached, Mo Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully explored with mental strength. In the process, he deliberately bypassed the group of people at the front and middle of the team and probed bit by bit from the outside and from the back.
The mental power slowly spread, and nothing unusual happened to the entire knight team.
These soldiers did not feel Mo Lan's spiritual power at all.
Based on their perception, they might be able to sense it if Mo Lan enveloped his mental power on them, and they might also be able to feel it if Mo Lan mobilized the elements. Unfortunately, Mo Lan did not, and even deliberately suppressed the fluctuations of his mental power.
Originally, the mage was an expert in playing with mental power, and Mo Lan was an expert among experts. He also avoided the strong warriors who might appear in front and in the middle, so they naturally couldn't find them.
Mo Lan sensed it bit by bit, trying not to miss a single detail.
Mo Lan's heart sank when he first felt the momentum of the entire team.
Because the momentum is exactly the same, as if they are one body, as if this is really a whole knight order.
This discovery made Mo Lan look serious, but he still felt something was wrong, so he did not give up and investigated carefully.
Little by little, after exploring the knights on both sides, Mo Lan suddenly discovered something.
"It doesn't seem exactly the same?"
Mo Lan was a little surprised, and the subsequent investigation directly verified this.
After being completely sure of his discovery, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief, took back his mental power, and quietly stayed where he was, waiting for the knights' team to pass.
When they walked away, Mo Lan stood up and walked away, with a relaxed smile on his face.
He turned around and found his own hang glider, pulled it and ran, but after a while he still didn't fly.
In desperation, Mo Lan gave up the plan of relying on his own manpower to take off, and used several wind spells in succession while running, and the glider flew into the sky in a graceful curve.
Mo Lan landed gracefully in front of the mage tower, where Zou Peng was squatting, seemingly still in autistic state.
"Huh???, Zou Peng, I've been gone for so long, and you're still autistic?
If you want a hang glider, go to Eternal Blazing Sun and buy one. You can work as a mage part-time, and the standard will be almost the same when you reach the first level.
Since you are training on your own as a warrior anyway, you don’t need to use the free attribute points. You can just focus on intelligence. I was at a loss at the time, so don’t waste the free attribute points foolishly.
You can create a mage part-time job in minutes. Well, if it doesn't work, I'll teach you how to change the arcanist class. A level one arcanist is enough for you to use the wind spell to assist you in taking off.
Although it will still fall, it will probably fly after dying twenty or thirty times.
As for the free attribute points, your warrior's promotion to the elite level shouldn't have anything to do with mental strength... right? Well, at the worst, just spend some time filling up the empty attribute points. At least it will allow you to fly.
"
Zou Peng had some doubts about himself and shook his head after hearing Mo Lan's words.
"It's not because of this autism, it's because of another thing... Oh, I also want the glider. It just so happens that these free attribute points are useless. You can teach me how to switch to the arcanist profession later."
Mo Lan shrugged and squatted next to him.
"Then why are you doubting life here?"
"Please tell me the results of your investigation first."
"The good news is, as I guessed before, this is not a hundred-man knights. The reason why the momentum is so similar is that these one hundred people are training towards the hundred-man knights.
But so far there has been no success, just two similar orders of fifty knights.
Although it is still very strong, it is only at the middle level of the second ring, but still, it can be fought.”
