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Chapter 8

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"It's been hard on you, Teresa. I saw traces of a battle about an hour's journey from here. Are you … alright?" Laing stood in front of the female Warlock.

"Much better than you think," the female Warlock said as she supported her wand. The sorceress said as she leaned on her magic staff. Her bright silver eyes looked at Ryan through her black-rimmed glasses with butterfly patterns. She was obviously dissatisfied with Ryan being in the spotlight.

Laing understood.

The female Warlock was very powerful. Logically speaking, as she had entered the Legendary Stage, she shouldn't have displayed such power in this battle. If she had sufficient time to prepare, she would be able to annihilate two or three Orc Battle Tribes.

The female Warlock had already fought a battle. On the way here, Laing discovered traces of Mana Skills. This proved that the Blood Axe Mercenary Team led by Teresa had fought with at least one Orc Combat Gang. Before the battle, Teresa was already out of mana.

Moreover, during this period of time, in order to track down the demon hunters, Theresa had used up a lot of magic power. The sorceress was not a hunter who could track her prey through experience, not to mention that the demon hunters were hunters themselves, and their anti-tracking ability was first-class. The sorceress could only use her own magic power to bite down on the clues left behind by the demon hunters. Theresa's magic power had not recovered enough and was in a state of exhaustion for a long time.

Laing knew that Teresa was barely able to stand after forcefully releasing a Level 6 Mana Skill. She wouldn't be able to cast spells for a few days.

"More powerful than I imagined? Do you know what I imagined? " Laing complained. He brought his horse over and hung the severed head of the Orc leader on his horse. "Okay, I'll protect you during this time."

"That's what you should do. For an uncertain clue, you almost killed an entire mercenary team!" Teresa was still leaning on her staff, not moving an inch. She was panting heavily and slightly bent over, revealing her impressive figure. Laing could even see a pair of plump breasts trembling slightly.

"But I've found Bale's trail … Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now." Laing saw that the sorceress was still standing there. He rolled his eyes and immediately realized something. He reached out his hand and said, "Come, get on the horse. I'll lead the horse for you. Think about it, 'Sledgehammer' Laing from the Kingdom of Nords is leading the horse for you. It's not a disgrace to your identity as a member of the Garland Council, right?"

"… Let's find a place to rest first. The Blood Axe mercenaries are no longer capable of fighting, and Boris is injured as well. Our Marvel Blue Parliament owes the Blood Axe mercenaries a great favor this time. I really wonder if it was worth it to pay so much to hunt down Belter." Teresa didn't move. Laing knew that the sorceress had used up her last bit of strength. She was holding on for the sake of her pride.

This was the innate ability of a sorceress. When her Mana was depleted, she could forcefully use her physical strength to replace her Mana.

The mercenaries were cleaning up the battlefield. It was difficult to clean up the bloody and frozen battlefield, but it had to be done. Under such heavy losses, the mercenaries hoped to recoup some of their losses by cleaning up the battlefield.

Laing wasn't interested in cleaning up the battlefield. The Orc's trash wasn't worth much. Seeing that Teresa was still standing there, Laing had no choice but to lead the horse closer and help her up.

"What are you doing!" The Royal Knight's hand that was reaching for Teresa's butt was slapped away by the sorceress' staff. The sorceress' face was pale with anger, but because she had used her staff, she had used up all her strength and almost fell.

In the end, she didn't fall directly into the snow. Laing picked her up by the waist and the two of them mounted the horse together. He then patted the sorceress' shoulder and said, "Do I have to do this to make you happy?"

After saying this, Laing jumped off the horse again. He was now fully equipped, and the horse couldn't support the weight of two people.

"You bastard." The sorceress realized that she had thought too much. Laing wasn't the kind of person to take advantage of others, so she quietly rode on the horse. The mercenaries cleaned up the battlefield. They simply burned the corpses of their companions and buried them. Many of the mercenaries had sorrowful looks on their faces. The Empire merchant brought two of his guards to retrieve his lost carriage, and the group prepared to set off again.

The mercenaries suffered heavy casualties and were silent. Olivier and his companions were glad that they had escaped death and found their goods. However, the atmosphere wasn't good, so they kept quiet.

The group advanced in the forest. The moon was high in the sky.

"There's no enemy that my Blizzard can't freeze. If I hadn't sealed the Orc leader's movements, you wouldn't have been able to defeat so many Orcs. Since he's frozen, anyone can kill him. Humph, reinforcements always arrive after the battle," the sorceress said to Laing, who was riding in front of her.

With a beautiful face, long black hair that shimmered with light, a clean black leather coat, and an elegant white fox fur coat, the sorceress looked like a goddess under the moon.

"If I hadn't arrived in time, are you sure you could kill the Orc leader? Oh, perhaps you could have released another Blizzard. After everyone recovers, we'll be able to kill all the Orcs. What do you think? " Laing was speechless. Everyone knew how powerful the Orc leader was. Even though he was injured and couldn't move his legs, Laing exerted all his strength to kill him. The Royal Knight was sure that if the Orc leader could move his hands, the mercenaries would be killed.

Well, perhaps the mercenary leader named Boris would have had a chance, but the truth was that Boris was already heavily injured at that time. That was what Ryan thought.

Seeing the sorceress and the Royal Knight bickering, someone couldn't stand it.

It was the young mercenary named Banda. He took the initiative to trot forward to help Theresa with the reins. He then whispered to the sorceress, "Madam Trovic, you're right. That bastard wouldn't have been able to escape death when you sealed its movements. What's there to brag about that knight? If it were me back then, I would've been able to take its head too."

After saying that, Banda smiled at the sorceress in an ingratiating manner.

"Hehe." Teresa laughed coldly. She lowered her head to look at him and the two-handed sword on his back. Then she looked away in disdain. She didn't even bother to reply.

The atmosphere was a little awkward after he was given the cold shoulder.

Laing was amused by the situation.

Teresa Trovic was from the Garland Council. She was the daughter of Aurora Trovic, the elder of the Garland Council.

The Garland Council had another name, the Female Spellcaster Council. This organization was famous throughout the continent.

One hundred and fifty years ago, Ludwig the Savior led the Army of Order to defeat the Chaos Army. He chased them all the way to the Chaos Wasteland in the north. He had to retreat because of insufficient supplies. The female spellcasters also played an important role in the Army of Order at that time.

After the second invasion of Chaos, eighteen female spellcasters who were at or above the Legendary rank held a meeting in Skydome Castle. They discussed the various injustices against women in the spellcaster domain. The meeting lasted for several days. These female spellcasters reached a consensus. They jointly established the so-called Female Spellcaster Council. The council only accepted female spellcasters. The council's purpose was to treat both male and female spellcasters equally. They also wanted to concentrate the power of the female spellcasters and strive to fight against the dominance of the male spellcasters.

The Garland Orchid was like a burning flame, beautiful and elegant. It represented the strength and independence of women. Thus, the Female Spellcaster Council was named the Garland Council. It was partially recognized by Emperor Ludwig of the Empire and became a formal organization. Skydome Castle also became the holy land of the female spellcasters.

Teresa was a female Warlock from the Garland Council. She had grown up in that kind of environment and had been influenced by it. Thus, one could imagine her views.

The female spellcasters of the Garland Council did not look down on men. In fact, they had never said things like "all men are trash." The female spellcasters who joined the Garland Council did not forbid marriage.

They looked down on "useless men."

Unfortunately, this mercenary named Banda was a "useless man" in Teresa's eyes.

Judging from his aura, Banda was just an ordinary Warrior. Laing had never seen him fight before, so he thought that he was at most an ordinary high-level Warrior. Even Boris, the leader of an elite mercenary group who had advanced to a berserker, was not taken seriously by the female Warlock, let alone an ordinary Warrior.

"You want to use me to gain Teresa's favor? I'm afraid you've chosen the wrong person. "Laing shook his head. He did not want to take Banda seriously. Teresa was in a state of high fatigue. The royal knight started chatting with Oliver." Mr. Oliver? We meet again. "

"Ah! Yes, yes! We meet again, Mr. Laing. Thank you so much this time! "Oliver said hurriedly, his face full of joy." We're lucky this time.

The Orcs aren't that powerful in Nord. We only met small fish like Chaos Warhounds, Razorbeasts, and Horned Beasts. Only the Horned Beasts are considered a big threat. Even the Beast Kings are just ordinary Horned Beasts that evolved from Horned Beasts. The truly powerful Orc tribes include the War Horned Beasts, Trolls, Cyclops, and even the Giant Horned Minotaurs and Chaos Giants. If we really met such an Orc tribe, I could only turn around and run. "Laing laughed, but the words that came out of his mouth were chilling.

"What's there to be afraid of? Mr. Laing, do you know about the Battle of Bloody Pine Forest? Our new Emperor, Franz Frey Drich, led an army of 100,000 into Bloody Pine Forest and exterminated more than 30 regiments of 50,000 Orcs. It's said that the corpses were piled up into mountains. If there really is such an Orc tribe, our great Emperor will roast them all again! "Oliver said proudly.

"That's true." Laing did not say anything else.

The Empire was located in the south of the Kingdom of Nords. It was the most powerful Human nation on the continent. The Kingdom of Nords was originally a part of the Empire. Now, it was a vassal state of the Empire. The Empire was tired of defending against the endless harassment and invasion of the Northern Barbarians. Thus, the Savior, Ludwig, appointed his adjutant, Harald Frank, as the Duke of Nords. The Kingdom of Nords was independent from the Empire.

Laing and Oliver chatted for a while. After two hours, Laing estimated that it was about 7 pm.

At this time, it was almost time to set up camp and rest. The mercenary leader, Boris, had not recovered from his injuries, so the deputy leader, Wayde, was temporarily in charge. Wayde was also a veteran elite mercenary. He was a warrior who had advanced to a great swordsman and used a two-handed greatsword. Banda seemed to be his disciple.

The group found a place near a stone mountain and a water source to set up camp. As the Orc leader was dead, the Orc tribe in the forest was in chaos. They were not worried about the presence of enemies.

Everyone was busy setting up tents and setting up fires. The snow that had been falling for two days and two nights finally stopped. The weather was still gloomy, so the mercenaries took out pots and pans to boil water. Then, they took out their dry rations and soaked them in hot water. They should have gathered some wild herbs to make soup, but it was winter, and there were few such things in the wild. They had to wait until they reached the town the next day.

"Madam Trovic, let me help you get off the horse!" When Banda saw that Theresa had not come down from the horse, the young mercenary immediately walked forward and said respectfully.

Who knew that he would be met with a cold face. The sorceress's hand was still holding the reins, and she didn't even look at him. Instead, she took the initiative to speak to Leon, who was checking the terrain in the distance. Make the arrangements! "

"Okay, okay, okay, I got it!" Laing walked closer and carried Teresa off the horse. After making sure that the female warlock's high-heeled boots were on the ground, he let go of her and said, "Do you want me to find a more comfortable place for you?"

"Isn't that what you should do?" Teresa was pale and had to walk with the help of the Magic Staff, but she didn't admit defeat.

"Hehe, are you using the Magic Staff as a crutch? Hmm, you can really do more than one thing with a single staff, "Clayon ridiculed.

"Oh? Isn't that hammer of yours also used as a stick to light the fire? "the female warlock retorted. Laing couldn't stop laughing." Hahahahaha! "

Just now, in order to light the fire, he had put his fire-enchanted hammer into the pile of firewood. It seemed that Teresa had seen it.

Banda clenched his teeth when he saw how the knight and the warlock were on good terms. That darned knight only knows how to please Ms. Trovic, and she seems to trust him more. I have to think of a way to get him to leave. Otherwise, I won't have a chance to move Ms. Trovic's heart.

"Master Wayerte, can you do me a favor?" Banda sneaked to his master, vice-leader Wayerte. Wayerte looked about the same age as Boris and didn't look as boorish as the mercenary leader. He was setting up camp and arranging for everyone to boil water and eat. When he heard his apprentice's request, he shook his head with a bitter smile. "Banda, understand your situation. Madam Trovic is a member of the council. Do you really understand the difference in status between the two of you?"

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