The person who sneaked into the army was naturally Rozen.
Looking at the scene of Matthew fighting the wyverns, Rozen's brain worked quickly, and he immediately made a lot of judgments.
"Although they are fantasy breeds and dragons, they are only pseudo-dragons. They probably belong to the category of demonic beasts."
Fantasy breeds also had their own levels.
From low to high, they were demonic beasts, phantom beasts, and divine beasts.
Generally speaking, the fantasy breeds that still existed in this world were all demonic beasts, and they had existed for about a hundred years. Although their existence itself was quite mysterious, and they were very desirable targets for magicians, they were not invincible. As long as the servants were not too weak, they could deal with them.
Phantom beasts were not so easy to deal with. Even first-class servants had to release powerful noble artifacts and fight with all their might. This level of mystery had already gone to the inner side of the world and did not exist in this world. Otherwise, there would definitely be magicians who would desperately pursue them, just to see this miracle passed down from the age of gods.
As for divine beasts, they were even more terrifying existences with names in various myths and legends.
For example, the Northern Europe's world-destroying demonic wolf, Fenrir.
For example, the Greek king of beasts, Typhon.
Another example, the Mesopotamia's scourge beast, Bull of Heaven.
These were terrifying existences that even the top servants might not be able to defeat. Even if they could defeat them, they were definitely terrifying existences that put them in a dangerous situation several times.
Among the many Fantasy Breeds, the dragon species stood at the top.
If the dragons in front of them were real dragons, it would be impossible for Matthew, a servant, to gain such an overwhelming upper hand.
Fortunately, wyverns were only pseudo-dragons, not real dragons. They only belonged to the level of demonic beasts.
For ordinary magicians, this was naturally an extremely difficult existence to deal with.
At least, in Rozen's view, these wyverns were almost all superior servants. If he were to face them, he could still think of a way to deal with one or two, but with so many wyverns, he could only escape.
But in the hands of the servants, these wyverns were not so difficult to deal with.
Now, Matthew had gained the upper hand and easily defeated the Wyverns.
Seeing the Wyverns falling under Matthew's attack, Rozen couldn't help but feel a little tempted.
"That's a Fantasy Breed, and it's a viper."
If an ordinary magician could obtain its scales or fangs, it would be enough to be used as precious magic materials. If one could subdue it as a familiar, it would become a legend in the magic world.
For Rozen, it was also something worth coveting.
Of course, Rozen was much better compared to Magus, who would go crazy over such a mysterious existence.
After all …
"Among the Summoning Techniques I learned, there is a Dragon Summoning Technique."
But that was a high-level familiar level tactic.
In other words, Rozen had not yet mastered this tactic.
Originally, in order to be able to summon high-level familiar, Rozen also screened many tactics that could summon high-level familiar, ready to choose the most suitable one as his own research object and try to master it.
Now, seeing these wyverns, Rozen suddenly decided.
"The first high-level familiar to summon will be the wyverns."
In other words, Rozen wanted to …
"Let's learn the Dragon Summoning Technique first."
For this reason, Rozen believed that it was necessary to get a wyvern's corpse, or simply subdue a wyvern.
In this way, it would definitely be of great benefit to Rozen's research.
At that moment, Rozen directly ordered Matthew.
"Matthew! Catch one alive! "
This instruction made Matthew a little startled, but also let the surrounding soldiers found Rozen.
The next moment …
"Who are you!?"
The French Marshal, who was immersed in sadness, immediately showed a sharp look, raised his sword, and pointed it at Rozen.
The surrounding soldiers also surrounded Rozen one by one, and their faces were full of vigilance.
Although he was surrounded by armed groups, Rozen didn't panic at all. Instead, he raised his hand in a relaxed manner and made a surrender gesture.
"I am not your enemy."
Rozen looked at the French Marshal and suddenly smiled.
"Can you please tell your men to put down their weapons? Gil? Druid? Marshal Ray. "
Gil? Druid? Ray.
When that name came out of Rozen's mouth, the army that surrounded him not only did not relax their vigilance, but showed hostility.
"… Do you know me?"
Gil? Druid? Ray stared at Rozen closely, and his tone was low.
In this regard, Rozen just said calmly.
"Of course I know you. After all, you are a French nobleman and a famous soldier. You helped Jeanne d 'Arc recapture Orleans last year. You were praised as a hero by the French people, and you won the highest honor as a soldier, the title of Marshal. How can I not know you?"
Although he said that, Rozen silently added such a sentence in his heart.
"Although I was observing the movements of the army with Heavenly Eye and saw you mention the name Jeanne d 'Arc, I thought you are Gil? Druid? Ray is right. "
Because of Gil? Druid? Ray was one of the first French generals to follow Jeanne d 'Arc, and he was one of the few trusted friends of Jeanne d' Arc when she was alive.
If there was anyone in Jeanne d 'Arc's life who had the deepest bond with her, it would undoubtedly be Marshal Gil.
Therefore, after Jeanne d 'Arc was captured, Marshal Gil completely fell into madness and retreated to the territory of Mashkule and Tiforges. He began to study alchemy, hoping to discover the secret of alchemy through blood. He also tortured more than 300 children to death for this, which led to the burning of the dead.
However, for now, he obviously hadn't completely fallen into madness. Even if he faintly exuded a gloomy aura because of Jeanne's death, he might really fall into the path of evil in the future and begin to curse the unjust gods, but at least for now, he was still normal.
So Rozen seized this point and said to Marshal Gil.
"In short, we will help you drive away the dragons first, and then we will have a good talk. What do you think?"
Rozen also gestured to Matthew's direction, so that the soldiers could clearly see the scene of Matthew fighting bravely.
That was to show the other party that they were not hostile, but also to tell Gil that even if they fought, they had no chance of winning.
In the face of a servant that could even ravage the two-footed flying dragon, the general army naturally had no power to fight back.
As a famous marshal, it was impossible for Jill not to know this.
"… I see."
Jill lowered the weapon in his hand and gestured for everyone to put away their weapons.
"Please help me. After the dragons are driven away, as long as your request is not too excessive, I can satisfy you."
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