In the quiet Wilson Castle, the old snake was painting something on white paper.

"Squeak".

Two ugly mages walked in quickly from outside the door and said respectfully: "Old Snake, Merlin has informed us that he is about to take action, and his first target is Taran City State!"

The ugly male mage, whose huge emerald green earrings were shaking gently, and the strange fine tattoo on his face looked quite hideous and terrifying.

"Oh? Taran City State, this is closely separated from the original Ribes city state. Moreover, the Earl of Taran has been operating for several generations and has gathered a group of powerful wandering mages under his command. Especially in recent years, a fourth-level spellcaster, Master Fenilo, has built a huge rune array in Taran City."

"Tsk tsk, it is rare for wandering mages who can master rune magic arrays! With this rune magic array, ordinary fourth-level spell casters can pose no threat to Taran City."

After pausing, the old snake narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and looked at the two ugly mages, and reminded him: "If Merlin is not in danger, no matter what the situation is, you cannot intervene. Do you know? We are only responsible for Merlin's safety. However, if Master Fenilo from Taran City wants to kill Merlin, you must save Merlin at all costs. This is also the request of His Highness the Eighth Prince. When you come forward, Master Fenilo from Taran City will not dare to do anything to you. His Highness the Eighth Prince's majesty, he is a wandering mage who dares not disobey!"

The two ugly mages looked at each other and understood the Snake Old's request. They just looked at Meilin, no matter how much movement Meilin made. Just ensure Meilin's safety.

"Old Snake, please don't worry, hehe, this Meilin thought he was a genius in the Dark Spirit Realm, so he looked down on everything. It's okay, let him know this time that some wandering mages are not so easy to provoke."

The ugly mage sneered, obviously not optimistic about Merlin's "crazy" this time.

"Okay, go and report to me at any time. I believe that the news about His Highness Eighth Prince will arrive soon. Then we can set off and return to the capital as soon as possible..."

The old snake waved his hand and let the two ugly mages leave. Then the old snake lowered his head again and focused on the white paper on the table...

****

On the spacious avenue, four figures walked forward slowly, but if someone looked carefully, they would find that although these people seemed very slow, in fact, a trace of wind element fluctuations appeared on their bodies, and they were all powerful spell casters releasing their spells to rush forward.

The most eye-catching ones are two mages covered in tattoos, colorful and ugly all the time. They followed behind.

"Old ugly ghost, just Merlin and his mysterious entourage go to Taran City State?"

The ugly-looking female mage looked at the two figures in front of her, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes.

"Hehe, old witch, our mission is to follow Merlin and protect him by the way. As for what method he uses and how many people he takes to Taran City, we don't have to pay attention to it."

This group of people was the two ugly mages sent by Snake Old, and they were considered "witnesses". However, along the way, neither Meilin nor Bamu nor these two ugly mages spoke, and they were clearly divided.

The Bamu Master walking in front swept over the two ugly mages behind from time to time. With the mental power of Master Bamu's comparable to that of the great mage, the two ugly mages would not notice them at all.

"Master, it seems that the two people behind him are quite 'concerned' about their safety. This time, Snake Old has given them an order. No matter how much the owner makes, as long as the owner is not in danger, they will not interfere. However, once the owner is in danger, they will protect the owner at all costs."

Master Bamu reported to Meilin carefully, although he felt that these people were really not worth mentioning, and he really underestimated Meilin too much.

You should know that although Master Bamu’s "master" is not very strong, it is far from comparable to those of these third-level and fourth-level spellcasters. If you want to hurt Merlin, you will at least be level five-level spellcasters.

Moreover, even Bamu didn't know about Meilin's true strength. In short, in the eyes of Master Bamu, Meilin was full of "mysteries" and unfathomable, far from being a "cowardly" mage in the eyes of Snake Lao and others.

"What they value is the mentor!"

A smile appeared between the corner of Merlin's mouth. The Eight Prince really put in a lot of effort to win over Master Leo. Even though it was widely rumored that Merlin was the student that Master Leo valued the most, it could make the Eight Prince put in such a lot of effort just for one rumor.

This also indirectly shows how urgent the Eight Prince is to win over Master Leo.

"stop."

Suddenly, Meilin stopped and looked up at the sky. At some point, a few black crows appeared in the bright sky, constantly hovering in the air.

"Unfortunately, I actually encountered a crow."

The two ugly mages behind also looked at the two crows in the air with disgust. The crows were hovering above their heads, which meant the arrival of bad luck.

"call out".

A ball of flame flew into the sky quickly, wrapped several crows, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

Meilin raised his arm lightly, and his eyes had already seen the huge white city wall in the distance.

"Tarland City!"

That was Taran City, Merlin's first goal. Thinking of the crow just now, a hint of coldness appeared between the corners of Merlin's mouth. Perhaps this also showed the uneasiness of Taran City today.

"Let's go, let's go in!"

Merlin whispered, but he seemed to remember something again, turned around and said to the two ugly mages behind him, "If you can't keep up, you can go to Taran City later."

After Meilin finished speaking, the two ugly mages were still a little confused. When Meilin didn't know what Meilin meant, suddenly, the figures of Meilin and Master Bamu gradually rose into the air. The rich wind elements were surrounded by them and they flew directly towards the tall Taran City.

"This... has flew away? Master Merlin and his entourage can even fly?"

"Level 4 spell caster, Merlin's minion must be a spell caster above level 4. However, there seems to be a flying spell casting tool on Mage Merlin, and they actually left like this? It turns out that they were waiting for us before..."

Both ugly mages were bitter. They were secretly competing with Melin for mana and speed, but now it seems that Melin and Magister Bamu are just waiting for them to "slowly" their way together. Otherwise, once Melin and Magister Bamu kept flying, they would have arrived in Taran City long ago.

Their faces kept changing. Looking at the gradually disappearing figures of Magiri Merlin and Magiri Bamu, the ugly male magiri gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Go away, we must arrive at Taran City as soon as possible. Magiri Merlin actually entered Taran City so swayingly, which was protected by rune magic circles! Even the old snake, he would not dare to break into Taran City like this. If Magiri Merlin was killed by the people of Magiri Merlin, we would have no shame to see the old snake and the eighth prince."

Taran City is protected by rune magic circles, and there are countless wandering mages. Such a power is very huge, which also supports Taran City State as a slightly neutral city-state. No other princes will force Taran City State to choose to surrender.

Thinking that Merlin might be in danger, the two ugly mages never dared to take it lightly again. Snake Lao repeatedly told the importance of Merlin's safety. Once Merlin had any damage, thinking about Snake Lao's anger made these two ugly mages frightened.

****

The bustling Taran City suddenly came to an uninvited guest today. Two small black dots suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, and they were still approaching quickly.

For ordinary people, they may not even be able to see anything in the sky, but for those spell casters who always observe every move of Taran City, this is a shocking movement.

"No, two spellcasters flew towards Taran City, unknown identity!"

Suddenly, some spellcasters began to report to Taran City, and many powerful elemental swordsmen also began to prepare, with rich elemental fluctuations on their bodies.

All these elemental swordsmen are intermediate elemental swordsmen and have the ability to damage spell casters. If the number of gathering is large, it will be quite terrifying.

"Stop, this is Taran City. If you don't stop, no matter who it is, kill it immediately!"

On the tall city wall, a majestic man in silver armor shouted loudly at the two small black dots in the sky.

"boom".

The answer to the armored man was countless fireballs in the sky, which poured downwards directly, melting a large hole into the city wall. Almost half of the city wall collapsed, and the broken stones rolled down one after another, causing a riot in the city.

"If there is an enemy attack, kill!"

Taran City quickly reacted, and immediately, countless elemental swordsmen roared into the sky, and firelights soared into the sky. These were the full-strength attacks of intermediate elemental swordsmen, and they could even be comparable to level three spells.

This is the importance of quantity. When a two intermediate elemental swordsman may not be anything, but if he gathers together, hundreds or thousands, such power is also very terrifying.

Countless fire elements almost illuminated the sky into a fiery red color, just like a blazing blazing, instantly wrapped two small black dots in the sky.

"fire?"

A cold sound came from the sky.

"Bang".

Then, the flames in the sky exploded, and countless Mars fell from the sky. The originally fiery red flames turned pale. Even the hard walls were burned and penetrated, and the walls that consumed a lot of manpower and material resources were burned by the pale flames in this short time.

"It's so small. Master, no matter how many ordinary people are, they are still ordinary people."

Master Bamu looked at the city wall, and countless struggling ordinary people shook their heads helplessly. The fight between spell casters was impossible to interfere.

Even the extremely terrifying war fortress is useless when facing a powerful spellcaster. The only thing that can deal with the spellcaster is the power of the spellcaster!

"Master Fenilo, who are these two?"

The chaos in Taran City finally attracted the attention of the Earl of Taran.

[Third update, please give me a monthly ticket!]
Chapter completed!