"Sigh... First we ambushed an eighth-level magician outside the city, and now we are trying to find a way to kill or drive away the giant dragon. Have we been cursed by something..."
"Cursed? Are you looking down on me, a forbidden magician?"
In this dilapidated West District, the wind and sand turned into cleaners, blowing away the stench and rot that had been lingering here, and demolishing some old and dilapidated buildings. It can be said that they are the best demolition team.
And in such a destroyed West District, two guys in black full-body armor were walking around in the sandstorm quite casually, and judging from their direction of travel, their destination would only be the dolls in the center of the town.
Academy, which is also the place closest to the dragon.
"You're too young to look down on something... Haha, you're too naive." One of the men holding a long sword sneered and said, "Let's not talk about the fact that all the preparations we have made have been in vain, and that we can't fight.
As for being able to defeat the dragon, let's talk about whether there is a way to touch it. You are a warlock, can you fly?"
"No, a warlock is not a magician. Rather than taking off, I prefer to study how to walk on walls." Another man holding a giant shield shook his head and said.
"Okay, find a way to build a wall hundreds of meters high, and then you can stand on the wall and fight this giant dragon, right?"
"No, I just said that I like research. In fact, I don't know this kind of skill..." Facing the cynicism of the swordsman in front of him, the shield-wielding warlock quickly shook his head and really laughed at the other person's words.
Seriously.
Seeing that his assigned teammate was so naive, the swordsman could only sigh helplessly, lamenting that perhaps he was really cursed by fate.
But a curse is a curse, and the Adventurer Association still has to find a way to complete the named commissions it proactively distributes to itself.
At first, the content of this commission was to ambush an eighth-level magician in the desert outside the Western District. The reward was two hundred gold, which was a considerable amount of money. But the eighth-level magician was not a good person, even for someone like himself.
Adventurers who have reached W level are unlikely to be able to defeat him in a one-on-one duel.
But soon, the Adventurer's Guild seemed to have taken this issue into consideration, and hired a forbidden magician, a kind of existence that is like a natural enemy of magicians. The forbidden magician is a kind of warlock profession, and the forbidden magician
As the name suggests, it can attract and block all nearby magic effects, turning the magician into an ordinary person with a cane. However, at the cost, this kind of warlock...may have some worries in terms of intelligence, and is unlikely to take the initiative to attack.
ability.
Then, there were the ordinary preparations before the commission. I spent a considerable amount of money to customize a thick obsidian armor. Just in case, I also took a picture of a talisman necklace that can be immune to a direct attack of seventh-level magic. Immediately afterwards, there was nervousness.
Exciting ambush.
...and this ambush lasted for three days, until a giant desert dragon suddenly jumped out of the ground not far in front of him. The Adventurers Association followed suit and unilaterally changed the content of the commission.
Turn ambush the eighth-level magician into subjugating or driving away the dragon.
I originally wanted to protest, but when I heard that the reward had been tripled to six hundred gold coins, I could only clench my fists and gritted my teeth, cursing the Adventurer Association for letting me die, and without hesitation.
Agreed.
But what is helpless is that the Adventurer's Guild is temporarily short of manpower. His partner is still this silly forbidden magician, and the other dragon-slaying gun magician is still on the way. And according to his speed, he saw it when he came.
It's probably not Fit City, but a sandcastle.
But based on my understanding of the giant dragon, if the Forbidden Magician has a way to get close to the giant dragon, it will not be useless. First of all, the defensive magic power flowing on the dragon's scales will be destroyed by the Forbidden Magician.
Its defensive capabilities will be greatly reduced. Secondly, half of the dragon's breath is also a magic effect, and it will also be attracted by forbidden magicians.
Without the threats of scales and breath, as long as you can fly, it is not a problem to kill a giant dragon.
But the problem is that you have to be able to fly...
While thinking about this, the two finally came to the wall of the Doll Academy. Unlike other directions, there is no gate in the direction of the academy facing the West District. There is only a thick wall and a sentry tower.
The tower. Usually there are several guards standing on the tower to prevent any situation, but in this serious situation, all the guards have disappeared.
"Should we go through the main entrance, or climb in through the wall?" the forbidden magician scratched the armor on his head and asked.
"Nonsense, we are not thieves, why do we have to climb the wall to get in!" The swordsman cursed disdainfully, looked at the towering wall, swallowed, and decided to enter through the nearest gate.
After a short circuit, the two entered the academy through the most gorgeous south gate.
The Doll Academy, which exists like the eye of the storm, is almost untouched by sand and dust. The ground is clean without even a grain of sand. After being used to seeing yellow sand all over the sky and ground, coming to a place like this is simply...
Just a paradise!
"Ah, there is the sun here~" After entering the sunlight again, the forbidden magician sat on the ground quite comfortably, feeling the sunlight.
"Did you not get enough exposure during the ambush a few days ago..." The swordsman kicked his shield contemptuously and said, "Hurry up and find someone to see if this academy can use dolls to send us there.
Go to heaven!"
"Oh, oh..." After being kicked, the forbidden magician quickly stood up, scratched his obsidian helmet, and ran towards the nearest tower.
"He is really a fool..." When the swordsman saw him running away, he patted his butt and lay down on the grass, looking at the blue sky that he had not seen for a long time and the leisurely hovering,
The giant dragon hums from time to time...inexplicably, it really has a leisurely charm. It would be even better if there was a plate of black tea and small cakes next to it.
"Six hundred gold coins, six hundred gold coins..." Slowly, the swordsman fell into fantasy.
Six hundred gold coins is enough for him to buy a small villa with a garden and a farm near the royal capital of Dunmur, and then buy a few beautiful doll maids to serve him... Damn, it's too much
Awesome! With this kind of life, I no longer want to do the dangerous job of an adventurer anymore. It’s enough to support me for the rest of my life...