Salin's perception spread out completely, and every thief's movements were clearly imprinted in his mind. Of the forty or so thieves, more than thirty had entered the courtyard, and more than ten were outside the gate. Salin's icicles enveloped everyone, and six violent collisions rang out.
More than a thousand icicles were divided into six batches, each thicker than an ordinary mage's ice arrow, and they smashed into the ground.
In the curtain of rain, the wild inn's gate and courtyard walls collapsed at the same time. Most of the thieves died in the second round of attacks, and only three persisted to the end, one of which was the thief who broke the courtyard gate.
Blood spurted from his whole body, but he barely used sword energy to block the icicles. His body couldn't bear it. After all, there was a gap between him and a Sword Saint. Even if it was a low-level spell, he could only use his weapon to block it.
The people of Myers Continent didn't have a unified division of professions. Most people thought that a mid-level swordsman was equivalent to a fourth-level mage, but that was calculated in terms of lethality. In terms of defensive ability, a fourth-level mage's Ice Pattern Armor could give most swordsmen a headache. If a mage learned a fire defensive spell, they could even cause sputtering damage to the enemy while defending.
The thief with the heavy sword knew he couldn't survive, and a fierce aura erupted. He held the heavy sword in one hand, and walked towards Salin step by step. Salin's Water Pattern Shield stuck to his body, and a layer of water vapor appeared on the surface of his body. He ignored the thief. With a single step, he arrived outside the destroyed courtyard wall. The two heavily injured thieves barely managed to whistle, wanting to summon their warhorses.
Salin clasped his hands, and concentrated his mental strength like never before. The heavy rain fell mercilessly, and the thick raindrops connected to form a water curtain. Above the two thieves' heads, a slender transparent water chain formed, and quickly twisted around their necks.
This water chain was more than ten meters long, and like an alchemy saw, it had fine protruding teeth. The water chain only lightly twisted around the two thieves' necks, and their heads directly rolled to the ground. Blood soared into the sky, and was washed away by the heavy rain, forming a bloody mist that quickly faded away.
The swordsmen of the Forest Trading Company were somewhat dumbfounded. They had seen mages fight, and none were as nimble, straightforward, cold, and natural as Salin.
The sword-wielding thief lost his target and gasped for breath in the torrential rain. He used the heavy sword to support his body that was gradually losing strength. Ice began to form on his back. Icicles still managed to hit him. His sword energy wasn't strong enough to completely dispel the magic. After suffering a heavy injury, the freezing effect of Icicles erupted. The Thief was gradually wrapped up in ice and frozen in place.
"Let's go back." Salin walked to Shika's side. He was in a good mood. This was the first time he had cast magic to his heart's content since his advancement. In this battle, whether it was in terms of magic skills or battlefield choice, he had done his best.
Salin even had the urge to continue venting. When he looked at the swordsman from the Forest Trading Company, there was still a wild aura in his eyes. All these years of oppression erupted at this moment. Salin was already a Great Mage, and was no longer the small fry who could only go with the flow.
The swordsmen lowered their heads after being stared at by Sarlin. They stood in the rain and didn't follow Sarlin into the shop.
"Sir Mage!" In fact, the commander walked up enthusiastically. He knew he had made a mistake. This young mage was a rare Great Mage. It wasn't too much to ask for more than ten thousand gold coins from a Great Mage, not to mention that Salin had indeed saved them. There were more swordsmen among the thieves. If it wasn't for Salin, the people from the Forest Trading Company would have been trapped here.
"I'm wet again." Shika acted as if she didn't see the knight commander walking up to her. She shook her head hard, her wet black hair flying and water droplets splashing everywhere.
Caucasian warriors could fight and hide in nature, but they didn't have magic shields like mages. Under the heavy rain, Shika became wet again. She complained in a low voice. If she had known that Salin could handle it alone, she would have asked Salin to buff her with a magic shield.
Killing more than forty thieves wasn't a big deal. The problem was that there were a large number of swordsmen among them. The difference between swordsmen and swordsmen was that swordsmen could infuse their sword energy into their weapons and break through magic shields. They could also destroy magic attacks. If it was Shika, she could kill a large number of enemies. But she couldn't kill a single one like Salin.
The knight commander stopped awkwardly. Shika's hostility was obvious. Salin had just finished a battle. As a mage, he needed to rest. At this time, Shika would naturally be very alert when a strange swordsman approached. Even though she knew Salin was fine.
Salin was also alert. When the knight commander approached him, he felt a faint murderous intent. Normally, Salin wouldn't have noticed it. But the battle had just ended, and Salin was excited. The excitement of a Magician represented a sharp perception and calmer control.
After thinking for a while, Salin came to a decision. No matter what the Forest Trading Company was doing, he'd better not get involved. Nothing in front of him could compare to what Rex wanted to do. In comparison, what these thieves cared about couldn't be more important than the Dimensional Space in the Hell of God Punishment.
And the Mechanical Alchemy Tree and Shinra Phantom. With all these, Rex would have the real capital to build a country.
"Shika, collect the money. Twenty thousand gold coins." After thinking it through, Salin didn't waste any more time talking to the knight commander. He returned to Rex's side.
Gold coins were still important to him. He couldn't recover his magic string quickly with third-level magic cores. He needed at least fourth-level magic cores. The most expensive fourth-level magic core cost one thousand gold coins, and the cheapest one cost three to five hundred. He had to use it every day for training. This was a huge sum of money.
Seeing that Salin didn't even look at him, the knight commander relaxed. He'd gotten into trouble this time. If he could give the item to his family, he could avoid punishment. If this mage took it, he would be deprived of all his money, status, and even death.
He was afraid of making Salin unhappy, so he took out three thousand gold coins and forty fourth-level magic cores and gave them to Shika. These magic cores were of medium quality. Each was worth five hundred gold coins. If they were sold in a shop, they could be sold for seven to eight hundred gold coins. The knight commander didn't dare to calculate that. He just rounded it up and poured the two boxes of magic cores into his pocket, giving them to Salin.
"I thought you were going to find trouble with them." Rex said to Salin in surprise.
Salin shook his head. "It's not worth it. They're just smuggling. The profits are high, but the risks are high. I'm afraid some people have already died. Those bandits are suspicious. Let them go so that we won't be targeted. "
"Where did you learn all this?"
"From a book."
Rex didn't believe Salin at all. But she'd investigated Salin, and couldn't figure out how a mage from a poor background could have such wisdom.
The rain didn't stop. The swordsmen of the Forest Trading Company called out the boss and customers who were hiding behind and paid them respectively. Two carriages and a courtyard wall. The wall was destroyed by Salin, so the swordsmen of the Forest Trading Company couldn't let Salin pay for it.
After dealing with this, the commander of the knights sent a swordsman to Salin. This swordsman was already shocked by Salin's magic, and respectfully said, "Sir Mage, if you don't have any orders, we'll be on our way."
Salin thought for a moment and said, "Wait. You can leave after you deal with the corpses." With that, he took two bowls from the table and made two bowls of Healing Water. He said to the swordsman, "This can detoxify the poison. Give it to your companion to drink."
The swordsman was very grateful. He took the two bowls and went back to give the Healing Water to his companion. The two swordsmen who had been shot were finally out of danger.
Salin only used a level-one spell to eliminate the grudge between the two sides. Rex was finally relieved. She didn't bring the swordsman with her because she was worried that Salin would cause trouble. Now it seemed that Salin still had a lot of self-control.
The swordsmen of the Forest Trading Company braved the rain and moved the corpses of the bandits out of the courtyard, burying them far away. After the rain, even the sensitive hounds would have a hard time finding the corpses of the bandits.
The people of the Forest Trading Company didn't dare to stay any longer. They left in the rain. The people in the shop only heaved a sigh of relief when the hooves disappeared. They knew what had happened. The young mage had taken care of the bandits who had chased after them, allowing everyone in the shop to escape death.
The merchants of a few caravans discussed and gave Salin another twenty-four golden leaves to express their gratitude. The golden leaves were exquisite and thin. The gift of twenty-four golden leaves was actually less than ten gold coins, but it was an ancient etiquette.
Rex was indeed very happy when he saw the golden leaves. This etiquette was still passed down in Qin Yin, but it was no longer seen in other empires. The gratitude of these insignificant people didn't need to be expensive. The most important thing was to express their sincerity.
Rex called the leader of the low-level mercenaries. This person was a captain of a mercenary group. He was almost forty years old, but he was only a senior swordsman. Rex asked for the name of their mercenary group, but it didn't even have a name. There was only a serial number. It was a level-two mercenary group with less than a hundred members.
Salin thought of the mercenary group that he and Shika had registered. It was still a level-one mercenary group, and he felt a sense of familiarity. He encouraged the captain of the mercenary group and indicated that he could travel east with the mercenaries.
Rex and the others traveled at the same speed as the carriages. They didn't deliberately pursue speed. Traveling with the mercenaries wouldn't take up much time.
The rain gradually lessened, and the sky cleared up. Sunlight shone down on the courtyard. The coachmen in the caravan began to pack up the carriages, ready to set off.
Salin sat by the window, reminiscing about the battle just now. He hadn't used up half of his magic strings. The other side had a large number of low-level swordsmen. If he had killed them one by one, he would have used up at least twice as much magic strings.
The two level-four spells released at the end were very effective. Even though they weren't perfect and were cast when the enemy was already heavily injured, they still showed the power of level-four spells. The bandits were all wearing soft armor, but there was a special pad around their necks that could resist the assassin's throat-cutting technique.
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