When the two legendary professionals next to Prince Fulis were defeated by the unknown dragon in a devastating manner, there were many eyes hidden in the city watching what happened here.
fighting.
Margarita, who just took out the check from Fairland Bank, is one of them.
As the dean of the Sorceress Academy and a member of the Secret Society of Sorceresses, his sensitivity to extraordinary events is naturally much higher than that of ordinary nobles.
As soon as the strange phenomenon occurred outside the inner city, she climbed out of bed and quickly opened the [Mysterious Eye] to remotely monitor the situation there.
However, due to the highly chaotic fluctuations of elemental currents, even as sharp as she was, she was unable to immediately capture the source of the vision.
This made Margarita a little anxious.
A powerful sorceress like her who is close to the legendary level would naturally not sneak into Vizima incognito for no reason.
Ultimately, the reason is because of the ‘heresy trial’ launched by the Order of Eternal Fire in recent days against dwarves, elves and other different races, as well as legal professions.
Among the professional group, legal professions like warlocks are a very small minority among the very few.
In the wizarding world, only a few people have the potential to become legal professionals. Some people are born with the ability to perceive chaotic energy. Such people are usually called "sources of magic."
Magic sources can control magical energy after systematic training in various academies, such as Margarita's Aretusa Academy.
It is undeniable that elements are a very powerful energy, but this power, which is still in the process of being explored, is full of uncertainties.
Especially for people around legal professionals.
The air, water flow, earth, fire, and the common natural forces around us produce all kinds of incredible changes in the hands of people around us, but we can't do it ourselves-this huge feeling of difference is always unacceptable.
The more stupid people are, the more they cannot accept their own stupidity. Therefore, they tend to simply attribute things they cannot understand to 'mutation' and 'malice'.
[Warlock] is a very good scapegoat.
Therefore, a grand massacre of legal professions carried out by countless believers, set off by the eternal fire, began.
Although the ordinary poor people who are wrapped in linen and hungry are nothing to be afraid of, the armed force of the Church of Eternal Fire is as powerful as the entire armed forces of some small countries. It has a large number of professionals as blades, targeting legal professions.
They carried out assassinations and encirclement and suppression.
Once their whereabouts are discovered, what awaits the warlocks is an endless pursuit by a large number of professionals.
If you don't want to be attached to a big tree like Nilfgaard or Redania, you must learn to hide your traces, and learn to prepare for a rainy day.
However, here's the problem.
Margarita is not here just to collect a bribe.
She needs some supplies.
As the Eternal Fire's suppression of sorceresses has become increasingly fierce in recent years, Arethusa College, which was originally opened on Gos Velen's Thaned Island, has been included in the 'Judgment' by the Eternal Fire.
in the list.
Although the people of the Eternal Flame were relatively hidden, the sorceresses like them were not just for nothing, and they soon discovered the secrets of the Eternal Flame buried in the surrounding villages.
Unable to fight and hide, the management of Aretuza College unanimously decided to run away.
Run with the students!
However, the sorceresses are not great immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world. They have problems with food, clothing, housing and transportation.
If these basic material problems are easy to solve, then the casting materials needed to train warlocks are a big problem.
Whether it is learning or casting spells, a large amount of spell-casting materials are needed to prepare for unexpected events - for a warlock, these materials are the lifeblood of the lifeblood.
If it's near the college, then everything is easy.
Around the academy, which has been operating for decades or hundreds of years, there are many communities of magical beasts that have been cultivated by warlocks for generations, and are semi-artificially bred in different geographical locations according to biological habits.
Usually when I'm short of something, I just go hunting for some prey.
It can not only exercise students' adaptability, but also obtain the basic materials they need.
But now that you plan to leave your hometown and run away, you must at least prepare the casting materials needed on the road.
Among these materials, others are relatively easy to obtain. Only a kind of biological material called 'mutation inducer' is very rare and is only sold in the markets of a few big cities such as Vizima and Novigrad.
Novigrad was the headquarters of the Eternal Fire, so naturally she couldn't go there, so she had no choice but to travel hundreds of miles to Vizima.
However, now that Vizima has done something like this, it will probably attract a lot of people's attention.
It's time to speed up.
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Vizima Palace,
Emhyr silently looked at the image in the magic mirror in front of him, pondering in silence.
In the magic mirror screen, Han Baiyi was still sitting on the table, chewing on the gryphon's hind leg. He had a very good tooth and the food was very delicious.
The street outside the tavern seemed to have been rolled over by an earth dragon, and all the stone pavement was lifted up. Prince Fulis and his cowardly magic consultant stood outside the tavern door, motionless.
The world that originally appeared in the sky has disappeared, leaving only a clear starry sky.
While watching, Emhyr asked the man behind him in a deep voice:
"How? Yeager."
Standing behind Emhyr is a man about 1.89 meters tall, well-proportioned, wearing black armor, and with long black curly hair.
This man named Yeager is Emhyr's most valued personal guard, and he is also a swordsman who has reached the legendary level.
After a long adventurous career, this legendary professional from the East disbanded his team and entered the palace to take up an iron job, using his years of adventure experience and strong strength to solve the emperor's problems.
Yeager looked at the two legendary melee professionals inserted into the stone floor in the shape of onions on the screen, and silently shook his head.
"He will die miserably."
"Can't the entire Iron Sword Guard be taken down?"
Emhyr frowned.
"It's not the same level." Yeager shook his head affirmatively, "No matter what Prince Fulis's character is, there is no doubt about the property and power he inherited from his father."
"In terms of blood, he can even compete with you for the throne."
"In terms of the strength of the guard alone, with the two people around him combined, even I can't escape easily, and my life may even be in danger."
Yeager pointed to the location where the berserker fell and the footprints left by the armor on his body.
"Look, when this berserk warrior was performing a leap into the air, the giant dragon didn't even take a step back. It moved so fast that I didn't even see it clearly."
"And I recognize the armor on this man. It should be the work of the dwarf forger Foltest of the Skellige Islands three hundred years ago - Haldero's Armor. The traces of enchantment are here. In terms of wealth,
It shouldn't be a problem to sell a set of armor for 20,000 crowns, but it was kicked and destroyed by this giant dragon."
"If it weren't for this suit of armor, this man should have died - even though he is also seriously injured now, I think it should be the result of the dragon's mercy."
Emhyr's brows furrowed higher and higher,
"Why is the gap so big? Is his biological level much higher than yours?"
Yeager looked very calm.
"It's the racial gap."
"My profession is Sword Master, professional level 23. Among humans, I am already the top master - but this is on a human scale."
"This giant dragon can use dragon-type spells such as transformation so skillfully. It is probably above the legendary level (20). Judging from the color of its scales, it should be a golden dragon."
"Based on this speculation, this is probably a golden dragon between an old dragon and a very old dragon, and its biological level fluctuates between 20 and 25..."
Yeager was narrating calmly, but was suddenly interrupted by Emhyr's cold voice.
"I just want to know how many troops I have to send to kill him."
Yeager listened for a while, and then said slowly,
"Dragons with creature levels above level 20 are generally called 'non-offensive ones' by adventurers like us."
"If we look at a normal adventure team, the challenge level of a golden dragon with biological level 20 is around 28."
"In other words, it takes about six legendary professionals with reasonable career distribution and a career level of 28 to carry out the crusade..."
"Level 28."
"6."
Emhyr repeated the two numbers, his brows knitted together, unable to make up his mind.
Yeager's voice slowly paused again,
Then he added another sentence.
"...It may not be possible to win."
Emhyr suddenly fell silent.
For an emperor like him, the era when personal courage could play a decisive role has long passed.
So it was really hard for him to accept that he suddenly heard that his personal strength could reach such a high level.
While he was thinking about it, Emhyr suddenly remembered something, raised his head, pointed at the mirror, and asked Yeager beside him.
"What about him? Who is he?"
Yeager's expression became a little more serious, and even his voice involuntarily became deeper.
"To be honest, judging from my many years of experience, I am not willing to believe that humans can be stronger than dragons - because that is a problem that cannot be solved from a physiological structure."
"But this man is different."
Emhyr's eyebrows narrowed slightly. As the emperor of a country, and an emperor who had experienced many hardships since childhood, Emhyr also had a profession.
Although the professional level is not very high, he has heard rumors that high-level professionals interact with each other and can judge each other's strength with just one look.
Judging from Yeager's reaction, this small town rumor that I heard casually in the past seems to be true.
But, where did he see it?
Then Emhyr saw Yeager pointing at the picture on the mirror and said seriously:
"Look at the flesh on his hands."
Emhyr looked at it carefully for a while and saw nothing, so he humbly asked for advice.