Although there is no direct evidence for the existence of plural high-level mages in the enemy formation, its possibility cannot be ignored.

What is the most powerful weapon for counter-magics?

To get the answer, you need to first understand where the magician's greatest threat lies.

It is not a spell ability. Because no matter how powerful the spell is, it is just a killing technique when put on the battlefield.

The most deficient thing among all the troops is the killing technique. Even if the magician stands still and lets the magician kill, how many people can he kill before his magic power is exhausted?

Are there many swords, bows, guns and cannons killed?

Are there many swords, bows, guns and cannons killed?

After facing the power of magic again and again, the soldiers of the Senas Alliance gradually realized that the greatest threat of magicians is not their magical abilities, but their extremely hidden nature.

You can destroy visible enemies, but how do you eliminate invisible enemies?

A person with spell ability has no external characteristics, no more eyes or less than an ordinary person.

If there is any visible difference between a magician and an ordinary person, it will not be so difficult for those who discover spell potential from the sea of ​​people.

Therefore, every enemy may be a hidden magician, a young soldier who has not yet escaped from his childishness, or an old man with a vicissitudes of face.

They can disguise themselves as ordinary soldiers and attack enemy front-line commanders when both sides engage in wars - in fact, this is the main combat mode of court mages during the sovereign war.

They can also disguise themselves as enemies, swagger into the enemy's barracks, and quietly assassinate high-value targets - Marshal Ned's best friend and comrade General Simmons died in spells in this way.

In fact, if the Empire had not used this as propaganda, the coalition forces would not even know that General Simmons died of assassination, and everyone thought it was a sudden stroke that caused Simmons' death.

So...what is the most powerful weapon for counter-magics?

The answer is also very simple:

The most powerful weapon of the counter-magic,

It's another magician.

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War, war, war.

War is boring, not only annoying the soldiers, but also the people in the rear.

Within a week after the war began, war became the topic of everyone in Hailan City.

Senior officials are talking about war, junior employees are talking about war, coachmen are talking about war, vendors are talking about war, and even prostitutes are talking about war. Only war, war and war are talking about.

But after a week, the temperature on the topic dropped rapidly.

The citizens' attention returned to the prices of grain, firewood and private rumors of the rulings; merchants re-talk about the trend of commodities; the once deserted sea blue port has become bustling again; men meet and talk about horse racing and whether to donate a military post to make some contributions; ladies are pursuing trendy clothing from the Republic of Paratu.

No one knows what torture, battle and pain the soldiers on the front line are experiencing.

In the suburbs of the sea blue city, in the magnificent mansion of the Navare family, a grand dance party is underway.

Although it was already night, the chandeliers hanging from the dome made the hall as bright as day, and the lights added a lot of romantic atmosphere than the sunlight.

Mrs. Navare used her clever hands to arrange the flowers in the hall supported by twelve marble columns.

The air was filled with the smell of fragrant powder and burning laurel candles, as well as the dark fragrance of flowers.

Vinegar roses, brocades, geraniums, hydrangeas, oleander... flowers and brocades cleverly divide the space, leaving a place where guests can raise their glasses and chat, and also makes the banquet hall with a huge span without any sense of emptiness.

I really don’t know how much effort Mrs. Navare spent to clean up the “Twelve Pillars” from the lonely and lonely stone hall on weekdays so beautiful and pleasant.

The melancholy and wonderful "Rolina" echoes on the dome of the hall, and young people dressed up are dancing on the dance floor.

There are girls everywhere here: the gorgeous dress with a skirt hoop is rotating, and the beautiful and slender legs are looming; the embroidered shawl seems to be laid on the arms casually, but it exposes the flawless shoulders; the peacock feathers with gold-painted fans are hung on their wrists with thin silk swaying.

At the end of the song, the girls smiled and raised their skirts, bowed their knees slightly to say goodbye to their male companions, but refused to agree to dance the second dance with the same man.

Anna Navare sat alone on the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking in a daze. When a man invited Miss Navare to dance a song, a patterned smile appeared on Anna's face.

The Iceberg Beauty suddenly felt a little angry, and this strong contrast made every man who came to invite the dance suddenly shrink.

But Anna smiled and refused all invitations. When the men walked away regretfully, Miss Navare quickly returned to a state of absent-mindedness until the next inviter appeared.

Another Miss Navare, Anna's sister, Katherine Navare, walked back towards Anna, and her chic purple dance shoes made a "click" sound on the stone floor.

Catherine's cheeks flushed, and fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. The three consecutive songs made her body feel a little hot. She gasped and gently fanned herself with her hands.

"Mr. Mitchell is so greedy. When the dance music is over, I still hold my hand and refuse to let go. I am almost scared to death. Humph, he doesn't want to invite me to dance the second dance again." Catherine sat next to Anna excitedly and held her sister's arm affectionately: "Don't be depressed, Anna."

Catherine's innocent, lively and fresh look when she was beside Anna, stunned all the young men beside her.

Anna is already considered a beauty, but she lost her glory while sitting next to Catherine.

Because Anna's facial features inherited part of her father's tough lines, while Catherine's appearance was completely the shadow of Mrs. Navare, even more glorious than when she was young.

Catherine wore a light green long dress and Anna wore a blue long dress. The sisters eclipsed all the girls present, and Catherine eclipsed Anna.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Oh." Anna sighed and gently pinched Catherine's butt quietly: "You little villain, now you are so good. You have focused everyone's attention here. When you go dancing later, others will bother me again."

Catherine chuckled and knocked Anna off her hand, and said indifferently: "Then you go dance too."

“I don’t want to dance today.”

"Good Anna, just dance one, dance one. I finally had a dance party again. I'm almost suffocated these days, and I don't know when the next time is next." Catherine shook Anna's arm: "I really don't understand why we can stop holding a dance party if we fight. How do we meet the young men without a dance party? If we don't have the chance to meet the young men, how can we get married? If we fight for more than ten years, will we all become old girls?"

"No, you will definitely not be an old girl. I have confidence in you..." Anna covered her face with a fan, and her tone was extremely helpless.

"Oh, so many very good guys have gone to war. Without them, I feel that the dance party is no longer lively." Catherine sighed and said unhappily: "Captain Wilson has gone to war, he dances the best, but he doesn't always step on my feet like his dance partner today. Anna, what's the best thing about war? Why do they all go to war? Stay in Hailan, our family holds a dance party, and they come to dance, isn't it good?"

Anna was told to the point and became absent-minded again.

Seeing Anna's appearance, Katherine turned her eyes, bit her ear and said to Anna with a smile: "I know who I am thinking about!"

"What are you talking about?" Anna was gloomy.

"Hmph, mom doesn't know, I know very well." Catherine suppressed her smile, raised her face, imitated the low and hoarse male voice and said, "I'm fine, eat well, and sleep well, maybe I'm really lucky."

"Ah? Ah! You little girl!" Anna suddenly blushed and grabbed Catherine and asked, "You, you... have you peeked at my letter!?"

"I'm not peeking at your letter." Catherine corrected proudly: "I saw it only when you put it on the dressing table and didn't put it away."

"Isn't that just a peek?" Anna was angry and anxious when she heard the other party admit without shame.

Seeing that his sister had lost her weight in a rare manner, Catherine became even more proud. She continued to bite her ear and chase after her victory: "Not only do I know what I believe, I also know that you hid a sword in the closet... Aaaa, using gold as a scabbard, this taste is really vulgar."

Anna's face was completely red like an apple, and even her earlobes began to turn red. She said incoherently: "You... are you still rummaging through my wardrobe?"

"Don't we both change clothes? I'll see if your wardrobe is not normal?" Catherine quickly changed the topic and teased her sister: "Don't worry about whether I'm peeking or not, tell me who W.M is? She actually uses the full abbreviation... Humph, you must be a stingy guy for so careful."

"No!" Anna became very angry when she heard her sister say W.M was stingy. Suddenly, she realized her disobedience and hurriedly covered up, "I don't care!"

"Oh, I'm so sad when I have a lover, I'm so sad." Catherine covered her mouth with a fan and smiled secretly.

"you……"

Anna was anxious and ashamed, but Catherine was extremely proud.

In the eyes of others quietly watching the sisters, the young girls were playing and playing, and nothing was better than this, and Catherine was becoming more and more charming.

The band suddenly played a cheerful prelude, and anyone could hear that the next song was a song of joy and enthusiasm.

"Oh! It's "Look! That Sailor Joni!" Catherine was suddenly surprised. She happily pulled Anna out of the chair: "Dance! Anna! Dance indulge in love! You can't move until you can't move! This song must be danced! It's a pity not to dance! Come on!"

Once the prelude sounds, the man can invite the lady to dance.

The men staring at the Navare sisters were eagerly coming to invite the two ladies to dance.

The confident or reckless men rushed to invite Catherine, and most of them were disappointed. Those who did not come to invite Catherine felt that there were too many competitors... Miss Anna was not bad either.

Catherine quickly chose a dance partner. Before leaving, she finally bit her ear and said to Anna: "Anna, sister, believe me, if any man wrote such a short letter to you, he would definitely not like you very much. The love letters I received were all filled with a few pieces of paper and sprayed with perfume. It is not worth worrying about this guy who dispels you in one sentence. There are many good guys! Come and dance!"

Anna, who was already a little lost, was shaken by this sentence and almost fell into a dull state.

She didn't know what she said or who she promised. Anyway, she was led into the dance floor by a man she didn't know.

During the whole song "Watch! That Sailor Joni!", Anna, who was like a puppet, subconsciously cooperated with the other party's movements, made frequent mistakes, and stepped on the dance partner's feet many times.

After the song, Anna's dance partner politely sent her back to her seat, without any mind that Anna stepped on herself several times, and invited Anna to dance another dance with a pleasant look.

However, when he looked up and saw Anna's face, he found Miss Navare's face full of tears and couldn't help sobbing.

The dance partner was also a little panicked. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to Anna, but Anna did not accept it. She just buried her head in the fan, her shoulders still couldn't stop trembling, obviously still crying.

The dance partner felt a little confused, and even more felt the other people behind him pointing their fingers. He quickly said goodbye and left Anna alone in the corner of the hall.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the dance party was already warm enough, it was time to get into the theme, so he walked into the dance floor and knocked the cup in his hand with a spoon.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The crisp sound of knocking spread throughout the hall, and the lively dance became quiet for a moment, and everyone was waiting for Member Mead to speak.

"Hailan hasn't been so lively in a long time." Councillor Mead said with a smile.

Everyone applauded and applause and warm cheers rang out in the hall.

After calming down, Congressman Mead continued, "Looking at the children's dance, it seems like he was back when I was young, and we were having a hard time playing hard at that time."

There was another warmer cheer, and someone shouted loudly, "Mr. Mead, dance one!"
To be continued...