After sending off Anton, Laing also sent off Suria. The female Knight was returning to Helenhilde for the Winter Veil Festival. Suria had to leave before the snow covered the mountains.
Ryan knew that as long as he pleaded, Sulia would be willing to stay in the Earl's territory to celebrate the festival with him. But there was no need for that. There was still a long way to go. It was not suitable for the two of them to spend too much time together before they were married. It would damage Sulia's reputation.
The female Knight had done a lot for Laing, and Laing was considerate of her.
After sending off Suria, Anglo led the army back.
As the song of victory played, the Count led the remaining knights and soldiers to welcome the return of the army. Everyone had a big smile on their faces. There were more than a dozen carriages filled with spoils of war, and the large amount of gold and silver piled on top of them made the residents of the town widen their eyes in envy.
The loot from this expedition was plentiful. Even the serf soldiers obtained tens of silver coins worth of wealth. The Count's expedition army destroyed eight Orc gangs, a Night Goblin group, and a Greenskin Stronghold. The loot was worth thousands of crowns, which were accumulated by the Orc gangs and the Greenskin Stronghold for hundreds of years.
The expeditionary army also suffered some losses. Of the 1,500 men who set out, only 1,300 were left when they returned.
"Tonight, the bars in the town will be crowded. The soldiers will taste the barley wine and tell the glorious stories of their achievements with Mr. Anglo and Mr. Armand." Anglo and Leon strolled along the high wall of Gene Town, which was now seven or eight meters high. "Oh, right, fighting alongside the dwarves and elves is also one of the glorious deeds. From one victory to the next, we need to keep winning to strengthen the residents' confidence." Anglo and Leon walked along the high wall of Gene Town.
"Did you get Vibranium, Brother?" Laing wasn't interested in Vibranium. With Anglo leading the army, victory was assured.
"I got it, but it's not enough for me to make an axe." Angelo shook his head regretfully. "Maybe another one of that size will be enough."
"Don't worry, brother. Take your time." Laing let the cold wind caress his face as he comforted Anglo. "The dwarves will have enough. If we can't, we can attack the dwarven fortresses occupied by the Green Dwarfs."
"This war went very smoothly, but we won't always be so smooth." Anglo nodded. "Your people won't be able to sustain the war for a long time. We've already developed many settlements in the forest. What you need to do now is to arrange the remaining laborers to work in the newly developed areas."
"I understand. Katzenberg is already making these arrangements." Laing sighed. "The townsfolk are used to living under all kinds of threats. It's not easy to live a peaceful life now. Everyone knows how to cherish it. In this case, I'll encourage my townsfolk to join the army."
"That's right. I have something to discuss with my dwarven brother, so I won't accompany you." Anglo patted Laing's shoulder and turned around. "Lucian?"
"Yes! Sir Anglo! "A young Ranger immediately straightened his back.
"Didn't you want to see the dwarven bar? Come with me. "An Gelang chuckled.
"Alright!" The knight named Lucian followed Anglo. Laing shrugged helplessly and walked towards the third floor of his castle.
"Count! Good morning! "
"My Count!"
"Good morning!" Ryan was dressed in an earl's attire. He politely greeted everyone who greeted him, including the serfs, the freemen, the squires who hadn't received the spurs yet (once they received the spurs, they would be officially promoted to a knight-errant), and his knight subordinates.
"Master!" The dark elf appeared in front of Laing. She was wearing a black-and-white maid's dress. Her long black hair was tied up with a white ribbon and scarf. Her cold face was happy to see Laing. It was the middle of winter, so Olica's maid attire was naturally not the summer skirt. Instead, it was a long black dress that reached her ankles. Her usual high-heels were also replaced with long boots. If Laing guessed correctly, Olica had also changed her garter socks into pantyhose.
"Olica, where's Teresa?" Laing grabbed the dark elf's hand.
"Miss Teresa is learning the High Gothic language and the mastery of the Wind of Magic. Her Highness Morgiana is teaching her." Olica took the initiative to hold Laing's arm. "Her Highness Morgiana asked me to see if you're back. She said that if you don't come by yourself, she won't teach Miss Teresa anymore."
"Alright, I'll be right there." Laing was a little embarrassed. He knew that Morgiana only agreed to teach the sorceress because of him. He was a little busy. At first, he spent a few days teaching Teresa, but after that, he simply left it all to Morgiana.
Of course, this made the Lake Goddess Witch unhappy. Morgiana didn't care how much Teresa learned. She didn't care whether the sorceress lived or died. She only agreed because she wanted Laing to spend more time on her. Laing was very clear about this. There were no laws in this country that could restrict the Lake Goddess Witch.
"Olica, can you teach Teresa magic?" Laing suddenly asked.
He could now faintly feel that Olica's body had magic power.
This meant that after two years of nourishment, the dark elf's soul had been repaired to a certain extent.
The dark elf didn't understand what Laing meant. Her amber eyes stared at Laing for a few seconds, which made Laing want to laugh. "What's wrong? You keep looking at me. Didn't you see enough last night?"
"Master …" Olica knew that Laing was joking. Even so, the dark elf was still a little embarrassed. She walked with Laing to the third floor. The dark elf didn't quite understand why Laing said this. She thought for a moment and said, "Master, human magic is too simple for me. Her Highness Morgiana has mastered both sky and life magic. She's also a Chosen Great Wizard of the Lake Goddess system. She's enough to teach Miss Teresa magic."
"It sounds like you don't think much of Morgiana's knowledge of magic?" Laing heard something different from Olica's words.
"Not to that extent. Her Highness Morgiana has her own unique knowledge of life magic and the Lake Goddess system's unique divine spells." Olica calmly shook her head. "But I want to say that Her Highness Morgiana can teach Miss Teresa High Gothic and the wind of magic, but she can't help her further her magic attainment."
Laing frowned.
Perhaps Olica was right. Teresa was an ice sorceress, Veronica was a light and fire sorceress, and Morgiana was a sky and life sorceress and a Chosen Great Wizard of the Lake Goddess system's divine spells. The magic that these three sorcerers mastered was not related to each other.
Moreover, Teresa's ice sorcery was even more special. Although ice sorcery was not listed in the Eight Winds of Magic, it did exist. This was because magic could not be simply described as the Eight Winds of Magic. Just like how chaos was not the only thing in the subspace, ice sorcery was established by the first ice sorceress, Soica. In the Northern Empire, Nord, and Kislöw, there were many ice sorcerers.
"Humans are not a race that is suitable for magic. This is why, after the great Holy War, Tegris spent a lot of effort to teach humans magic, but in the end, he simply let these sorcerers bind themselves to one wind of magic and practice only one wind of magic for the rest of their lives." Olica revealed a meaningful smile. "Because humans can only master two types of Wind of Magic at the same time, so it's better to specialize in one. After all, it's already amazing for a human to master one type of Wind of Magic in their short lives."
The two of them came to the prayer room on the third floor, but Laing stopped Olica and motioned for us not to go in first. The count pulled his personal maid into his bedroom.
"Master?" When Olica saw that Laing had closed all the curtains, her light wheat-colored skin immediately blushed. "Master, do you want to do it? Sure. "
"… Even if you want to do it, it'll have to wait until it's over." Laing took Olica's hand and sat down. He said seriously, "Can you tell me in detail what elven magic is like?"
Olica looked at Laing and then at the closed curtains. A light flashed in her eyes. "Master, what do you want to know?"
"Other than the Eight Winds of Magic, what other methods do elves use to cast magic?" Laing's interest was piqued.
"Other than the Eight Winds of Magic, elves have two other methods of casting magic. The first is called Daal," Olica said in a low voice. Olica said in a low voice, "Darr means black magic. Just as everyone knows, the elves created the Great Whirlpool to stop the invasion of Chaos. The Great Whirlpool drains the Wind of Chaos needed for the descent of Chaos and filters out the Eight Winds of Magic."
Laing nodded. Everyone knew this. After the Great Whirlpool's filtration, although the corrosion of Chaos in the Eight Winds of Magic was still there, it had been greatly weakened. This was why human wizards were not so easily corrupted by Chaos.
"But among us dark elves, there is a unique technique that directly uses the Wind of Chaos to cast magic. This technique comes from Hekati, the Goddess of Black Magic in the elven underground pantheon. Chaos wizards also cast magic in this way. Because dark magic directly uses the power of the Wind of Chaos, it is very powerful. However, the user is very vulnerable to the corrosion of Chaos and violent magic. As the user uses dark magic more intensely, the user's soul will gradually be cursed and devoured by Sin." Olica's soft and smooth hand tightly grasped Laing's rough hand. The dark elf secretly leaned on Laing's shoulder. "If master hadn't saved me, my soul would've been devoured by Sin in at most five years."
"Is there no way to stop it?"
"There is. Killing and pleasure, as well as a deep understanding of dark magic." Olica nodded gently. "Killing can allow Sin to devour the enemy's soul, thus slowing down and replenishing the loss of one's soul and prolonging one's life. Pleasure and indulgence can let Sin obtain spiritual satisfaction and also slow down the devouring of one's soul … But since master isolated me from the prying eyes of Sin, I've been freed from the curse."
"Hmm … Then what's the other way?" Laing continued to ask. He was indeed very interested in this aspect.
"There's another way of casting magic called Kui Xu, also known as Advanced Magic." Olica continued, "Advanced Magic is different from Dark Magic. Advanced Magic is to control multiple Eight Winds of Magic at the same time and harmonize them into more refined energy and spells. The most typical example is the Elven Archmages of the White Tower of Horus. They all start from one Wind of Magic until they are completely proficient in it. When they are proficient in controlling multiple Winds of Magic, they start to practice advanced Magic. Tegris, the supreme Archmage of the Horus Archmage Council, is proficient in all the known spells of the Eight Winds of Magic. At the same time, he also has many unique advanced Magic, including many Great Curses."
"Great Curses?" Laing continued to ask, "What are those?"
"Spells of the ninth circle and above are called Great Curses. Normally, under the control of the Weave, spells of the ninth circle and above are sealed. In order to release Great Curses, the spellcaster must have the strength of a demigod, or the spellcaster must be recognized and helped by the gods." Olica looked outside the door. "For example, Her Highness Morgiana. Her most powerful spell, Potion Holy Grail Comet, was bestowed by the Lake Fairy."
"I see. I understand now." Laing nodded repeatedly, indicating that he completely understood.
"In addition to the High Elves, the Slime Magic Toads also have the back door of the Weave opened by the Ancient Sanctuary. They can also easily use Great Curses. For example, the famous Slime Magic Toad Lord, Mazda Moody, used a single Great Curse to pull up a mountain range thousands of meters high from the plains, stopping Duruqi's army from going south." Olica's face was a little red. "Master … actually, I can also release Great Curses. The spiritual tattoo you engraved on my lower abdomen also has the authority to open the Weave. Master, are you the descendant of some supreme being? Or reincarnated? "
"You've completely recovered?" Laing did not directly answer the dark elf's question. Instead, he asked a question of his own.
The Chosen of Gods champion could faintly sense that Olica's identity wasn't as simple as it seemed. Elves might know more secrets about magic, but she wouldn't know them so clearly. More importantly, Olica was very young. This dark elf wasn't even 300 years old yet.
"No, my soul is seriously damaged. I can't condense my own magic power yet. My magic power is completely dependent on master's supply." Olica shook her head. "Master, if you want me to teach Miss Teresa how to control the Wind of Magic, then you must replenish my … magic power often."
"Really?" Laing expressed his doubts.
"Of … of course." The dark elf awkwardly shifted his gaze away. "Without magic power, I won't be able to teach Miss Theresa."
"… Forget it. Let's go to the prayer room first." Laing pulled Olica up. The earl and his personal maid walked towards the prayer room.
"Henry …" The door to the prayer room opened. Morgiana was teaching Teresa High Gothic. The sorceress was holding the teaching materials and trying hard to pronounce High Gothic.
"No, no, you can't pronounce the 'h' sound here. In High Gothic, the 'h' in this word is silent. It should be pronounced as' Anli '." Morgiana looked a little impatient. The witch tried her best to be patient. "There are some letters in Goth that you can't pronounce. Miss Trovic, you'll have to change that habit, or you'll be laughed at at at the banquet."
"Yes …" The sorceress painfully tried to learn High Gothic. She knew that this was a skill she had to master. Even if she did not consider staying by Laing's side, the opportunity to learn High Gothic was still very precious.
"Laing, you're here?" Morgiana's green eyes flashed when she saw Laing appear. "Miss Trovic, today's class will end here. Go back and revise. The day after tomorrow, you have to write a self-introduction of at least 50 words and read it to me."
"Yes!" The sorceress nodded. She bid farewell to Laing and left the prayer room with her books.
Morgiana looked up and stared straight at Laing. "You're finally here? Laing, when will you fulfill your promise? "
"Now."
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