"Salin." Fayern suddenly appeared behind Salin, giving him a fright.
"Sir." Salin was very respectful. Fayern was now a Magic Shooter. Salin noticed that his appearance had changed slightly. He seemed younger.
"Why did you come out? What the princess said is very important. "
Salin smiled embarrassedly. He pointed and said, "They're all here." Since the day he left Ceylon City, he had been digesting and absorbing the books he read. Salin was not a novice when it came to survival. What Princess Rex said was merely following the script. She, on the other hand, had the experience of traveling outside, so she was much stronger than the mages in the tent.
"Yes, Salin. You can ask me about the Figaro Formula, but don't teach it to others."
Salin didn't understand. Princess Rex was obviously promoting the use of magic, and didn't mind spending money to train mages. What Fayern said was obviously different from Princess Rex's wishes.
Seeing Salin's confused expression, Fayern said, "Not everyone has the right to control magic. In the hands of some, magic is the power of destruction. You will become a great mage and Magic Shooter sooner or later. You must remember this. "
"I heard that when I wasn't here, Juan took you to practice magic coordination?"
Salin was stunned by Fayern's sudden question. He answered, "Yes, the results are not bad."
Fayern looked at Salin deeply. "I know he didn't do anything wrong, but you have Sicar and Nelis. You should grow up with them. For mages, warriors are more reliable. Do you see those warriors? "
Fayern pointed at the sentry post in the distance. The dark green armor of the Bitter Water Army shone dimly under the moonlight, enveloping the warriors' bodies like a layer of fog. The warriors held their weapons in their hands, motionless like a rock.
"For warriors, mages are their guarantee of victory. As long as the mages are alive, there is a chance of victory. Mages are the heart, and warriors are the limbs. They depend on each other. "
Hearing Fayern's words, Salin realized that he really hadn't been with Sicar and Nelis recently. He was immersed in magic every day, or training and discussing with the mages.
The sound of a metal whistle could be heard in the distance. This meant that a magical beast had appeared, and the whistle could be used to chase it away. This place was close to Kushui County City, and there wouldn't be any powerful magical beasts appearing, so the soldiers didn't have to be too nervous. Sarin calmed down and experienced the atmosphere of the camp. As soon as he calmed down, Salin could feel the power emanating from the entire military camp.
This was neither magic nor sword aura, and it had nothing to do with divine spells. This was a murderous aura. Hundreds of tents, thousands of elite soldiers, all of them formed a kind of sharp aura. Unlike all the soldiers Salin had seen, the soldiers of the Bitter Water Army were like unsheathed swords.
Even though most of these soldiers were in deep sleep, they still gave off a feeling of being unapproachable. Salin was in the center of the camp. At the same time, he felt like he was protected by a thick layer of metal. Anyone who wanted to hurt him would have to break this metal. This formless metal was the will of these soldiers.
Life, Death, Enemy, Me!
This was a feeling that Salin couldn't experience from other mages. These warriors made his heart abnormally calm, and this calmness wasn't brought about by magic.
Salin's perception wasn't enough to cover the entire camp, so he could only search within a hundred meters. But he could feel that the entire camp, with a hundred battlemages as the core, formed a sturdy fortress.
These one thousand elite soldiers were like an indestructible city wall, forming a tight unit.
What kind of power was this? Salin tried to communicate with this power, but his entire being fell into a state of chaos. The magic strings that he relied on for survival also calmed down, and the elemental power around him no longer surged. Like a great mage, he could control everything in minute detail.
Salin vaguely felt something. He didn't practice battle coordination with Shika and Neris because they didn't cultivate sword aura. But more than half of the soldiers in this camp were senior swordsmen, and none of them had sword aura. Salin could now clearly feel the formless power.
In other words, even if a warrior didn't become a swordsman, the help they provided to mages didn't change.
All powers were interconnected! Salin thought of this unremarkable maxim. He had gone the wrong way!
Farren saw that Salin had fallen into a strange state of comprehension, so he didn't disturb him and quietly returned to his own quarters. After Princess Rex finished explaining everything, Shika and Neris came out to look for Salin. They saw Salin standing quietly outside the tent, his eyes lost, as if even his vitality had disappeared.
Shika was shocked, and was about to call for him when Neris covered her mouth and said in a low voice, "M-master is training, don't, don't disturb him."
Shika twisted her body and broke free from Neris's control, her heart pounding. When Neris grabbed her, she didn't have any room to resist. If that hand didn't cover her mouth, but attacked her instead, she would be torn apart like the headless knight in Phoenix.
Neris grinned at Shika, but didn't say anything to provoke her. Because she always stuttered when speaking Qin Yinese.
Because they had to accompany Salin, the two, like the princess, took a carriage. They simply stood where they were, waiting for Salin to recover. They stood there for the whole night.
A low horn sounded in the military camp. Salin's eyes suddenly burst with a sharp light, and his spirit returned to normal. In the morning light, Shika and Neris stood behind him. Salin looked at the tent in the distance. The soldiers had already woken up and began to check their weapons and armor. The auxiliary soldiers helped to change the armor of the warhorses. They woke up even earlier, and were responsible for feeding the warhorses.
Everything was done in an orderly and orderly manner. Salin breathed deeply. This night, he had been immersed in that strange state, and understood the words of the Magic Shooter. As long as he had enough time, he could cut the Golden Sword Saint in half.
All powers were interlinked. Weaknesses could be calculated for magic attacks, and so could sword aura. Even any power had its own rules.
Salin didn't expect that he would understand the path forward in the military camp. From now on, he would never be lost again.
Every mage had their own direction of training, and they wouldn't repeat the path of their teacher. Because of this, Jason left the Qin Yin Empire and went to a strange city to comprehend. Only by finding the direction could he advance to become a Magic Shooter. The earlier one understood, the smoother the advancement would be.
Salin's situation was rare. He was only a level-two mage, far from becoming a Magic Shooter.
"Shika, Neris, thank you." Salin smiled, turned around, and patted their shoulders. With this pat, he realized that he had grown taller in the few months he had been in Kushui Commandery.
Time really passed quickly. If he had been constantly on the road, he wouldn't have improved so quickly. Racing against time was the problem of a mage's life.
Breakfast was simple, just bread and bacon. There were more than two thousand soldiers and mages in the camp, but not a lot of supplies. With the Magic Shooter, Fayern, the use of the spatial equipment could be seen.
When the sun rose high in the sky, the troops were organized and set off along the main road. Salin was called to the carriage by Fayern. This carriage belonged to Princess Rex, and it was spacious and comfortable with six wheels.
Other than Princess Rex, the mages around Fayern were also there. Including Salin and the other two, there were more than ten people in the carriage. The carriage was not enclosed, and there were cavalry guards on both sides. These soldiers looked straight ahead, and their military posture was dignified. Other than the sound of hooves, Salin couldn't even hear the friction of armor.
Juan had completely lost his leadership temperament. In front of a Magic Shooter and a level-five mage, he had no qualifications to speak of. Moreover, the level-five mage was the princess of the empire, and she had more than ten thousand soldiers. In Salin's eyes, he felt that Juan was a little cute.
Shika and Neris stood on the left and right, sandwiching Salin in the middle. Nania was unhappy, but she couldn't show it. She liked Salin a little, but the two women beside Salin were both very beautiful. Especially Neris, there was a hint of holiness in her beauty, and she was Salin's maid.
Most mages were either single or married with another mage, but Salin didn't seem to be like this. He was very close to the two women beside him. Sigh, looks like I don't have any hope.
Nania looked at the soldiers outside the carriage window, feeling a little awkward. She had lost to a warrior and a maid before the fight had even started. How embarrassing.
Salin didn't notice Nania's abnormality. He had learned a little about the rules of power last night, and today was the right day to test it. He leaned back, hid himself between Neris and Shika, and began to look for the people protecting Princess Rex.
Four very terrifying auras appeared faintly around the carriage. Salin felt a little familiar with them. These four people were usually hiding around the Princess' room. The one on the roof was the one who was hiding on the roof when Salin first met Princess Rex.
Soon, Salin found the fifth person. This person's aura was so unfamiliar, so obscure. If Salin hadn't sensed the power beyond the elements, he definitely wouldn't have been able to find this person. This person was more dangerous than the other four put together. Because Salin found that if he tried to use magic to lock on, he would definitely lose this person's coordinates again.
This person might not be particularly powerful, at least not as powerful as Princess Rex's teacher. But this person's degree of danger was something Salin had never seen before. Even when facing Deacon Bai, Salin wouldn't be so nervous.
No wonder Ainphent warned him not to provoke the royal family. Encountering such an enemy, he probably wouldn't even know how he died.
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