Chapter 311 The unrest subsides
Boom!

Earth-shaking ripples of shock surged between the glowing heavy axe and the honeycomb light barrier.

Mage Atias learned his lesson and simply cast a spell to teleport away, avoiding the floating barrier that was smashed back, and then pulled back the solid magic shield. He did not have to resist the powerful force as he had just done on the carriage.

Kailan smashed down with his heavy axe but missed the target. As if realizing the danger of his falling trajectory, he jumped away instantly using the recoil force like a nimble deer.

The place where he originally landed had cracked open into a molten rock cave that was emitting steaming molten flames. It was obviously a magic trap that was meant to devour the knight.

Master Atias groaned in his heart.

With one hand, he used his staff to pull the electric net that descended from the thunderclouds condensed in the low altitude. The lightning, which was powerful enough to penetrate steel and flesh and shatter nerves, danced wildly, forcing back the powerful indigenous knight.

His left hand multitasked as he summoned another scattered magical crossbow arrow from the surrounding rubble and charged it for firing.

Mage Atias looked around quickly. The buildings on one side of the block had already collapsed in the terrible battle, and an escape route with a glimmer of hope was revealed behind the ruins.

He had no intention of continuing the battle, as he knew that neither the magic cavalry of the 23rd Brigade who were disguised as Kantardars and came with him, nor the Dark Claw troops who were supporting them from the outside, would be able to hold out for long in the encirclement of the heavy army.

He swung down the staff inlaid with white crystals violently, and the magic formula engraved on it was projected down. He quickly spread a high-level spell with magic patterns in front of him, shaking the iron rule of the earth element under his feet.

The earthquake-like shaking spread out, and the bumpy ground that had long been torn into pieces in the fierce battle, the broken bricks and stones suddenly surged like water, creating a high mud and rock wave.

The mud and rock layers overturned the surrounding Orland soldiers and obscured the figure of the mage.

Then, in a split second, circular magic patterns lit up on the soles of Mage Atias’ boots, and he leaped toward another street behind the ruins.

It can be seen that the Dark Claw troops, who had infiltrated Orlando for some time and had obtained smuggled weapons, were engaging in a bloody battle with Orlando’s army to assist his retreat.

The wizard swung the magic crossbow in the air. The crossbow, which was faster than sound, pierced an Orland knight who tried to stop him to the ground, and he fell safely into the Dark Claws.

The moment he felt at ease with his feet on solid ground, he heard a strong gust of wind and waves coming from behind him.

The wizard turned around and swung his staff, pulling over the honeycomb light barrier of the “Rodoa Wall” to resist.

There was a loud cracking sound.

One end of the huge wooden beam flying in the air hit the indestructible magic barrier and immediately broke into pieces.

But Wizard Atias did not see the enemy throwing the beams.

Instinctively startled, the mage looked up at the sky based on his combat experience and found the enemy who had flown into the air with the help of a feint.

In the dawning light, a fluttering silver figure, holding a black sword, was like a falling meteor, almost within reach.

Shouting in his mind that he was seeking death, the wizard raised his staff and pointed it at a figure in the air that was unavoidable and unhidden.

Dazzling spots of heat element light shone and gathered from the white crystal on the top of the magic wand. After a sharp explosion, a ray of condensed light as solid as a substance shot out.

The terrifying energy, enough to melt the steel wall, instantly burned through the air wherever it passed and hit the native knight directly above his head.

However, what he had expected was the scene where the spotlight pierced through the knight’s body.

The dazzling laser beam bombarded the opponent several feet in front of him, as if it had hit an invisible force field.

The energy form constrained by the magic formula collapsed and dissipated, and the flame ripples formed by the degradation of light flow and elemental structure spread out in all directions.

Olivia’s eyes sparkled golden behind her visor, and a dense and concentrated torrent of magic elements that stretched away from her body enveloped her entire body. The demonized Sword of Victory chopped off a large griffin on the head.

When the sure-win killer weapon encountered such a situation, it was too late for the mage who made a misjudgment to dodge.

He had no time to guess the reason why the spell was broken, so he could only step sideways and use all his strength to pull the “Rodoa Wall” on one side, while supporting himself with the horizontal staff. In addition, the “Body of the Venerable” that normally covered his entire body without blind spots protected him. After Master Atias’ brain had planned in advance to block the sword, his second and third steps were to respond –

click!
In an instant, the shield shattered like glass. The powerful honeycomb-shaped shield could not even last for a moment. The black-bladed sword penetrated the magic barrier. The heavy and solid blade, with the kinetic energy of its fall, directly cut off the metal wand held high by Master Atias.

Just a second before the black sword touched the horrified face of Master Atias, a powerful magical light poured out from the broken cross-section of the magic wand in his hand.

The energy cycle that maintained the Rodoa Wall collided with a loud bang, and the backlash of spells and the explosion of magic wands caused a violent flash of light. The shock wave generated by the explosion blew away a large number of soldiers who were fighting fiercely around them – regardless of friend or foe.

Olivia, who was blown away in mid-air by the torrent of energy, flipped backwards in the air and flew a long distance like a spinning top. She finally fell back to the ground with the remaining flames on her battle robe being burned.

The impact of the fall made her bend her knees slightly, and she took several steps back before she could stand firm on her half-kneeling body with her sword in hand. She gasped for breath and felt as if her internal organs had shifted, aching slightly as if she had been hit by an axe from a terrifying demon.

One third of her knight’s visor flew off, revealing the girl’s face scratched by the fragments. If she hadn’t turned her head in time, the fragment would have pierced deeply into her cheek.

The surface of the armor remade by the dwarf master craftsman was now covered with cracks. The hem of the robe beneath her body disappeared under the impact of high temperature, and the chain mail under the robe was also shattered. Between the gaps between the buckles, one could even see that the thick lining that originally wrapped her thighs had turned into a layer of black ash, and the ash stained the girl’s originally white thighs.

Except for the battle where Rolandar faced the terror, the girl had never been so embarrassed.

The wizard Atias, who also suffered the “explosion” of a powerful magic wand at close range, suffered an even worse fate.

It rolled along the ground like a ball skipping on the water and crashed into the roadside wall.

The outer robe covering the wizard’s robe was burned clean, and the one-eyed black robe inside was turned into rags, revealing his bloody skin that was injured by the explosion.

The permanent protective magic “Body of the Honored” covering his body could not withstand such terrible damage at all. He was lucky not to be killed on the spot.

Master Atias, whose hair and beard were all burned off, struggled to get up while enduring the pain.

“——The Holy Sun Guards.”

The mage spoke with difficulty, his mind racing, convinced that the enemy before him was the most formidable opponent for spellcasters, the lackey of the Holy Sun Church Oracle! A mage’s nemesis who specializes in capturing high-level spellcasters for the church’s magic circle.

Unexpectedly, according to the intelligence, Orlando, who had been wary of the Holy Sun Church for many years, actually had a special envoy of the church’s chief in the royal city. Mage Atias, who thought he was caught off guard and suffered a great loss, was heartbroken.

If there were still Legionnaires and Imperial Claws to hold them back, he could still use indirect killing spells to gamble his life, but right now.
A trace of despair arose in his heart, but his hands did not stop casting spells quickly. He tried his best to heal his internal injuries, and at the same time constructed the most effective combat magic he could think of to cause permanent damage.

The wizard was unwilling to fail in his mission and die in a foreign land!
After years of hard practice of magic, her attainments were obviously far superior to that piece of shit Pirenno who only cared about playing with men, but that fake guy with only a show-off appearance could have the “gold pattern” on his body, while she was just one step away from the position and the crown, and she was struggling to get the position.

Just because I was born into a low-class family? Then what about the fake ones who were born into a rich family and are good at socializing?
There was no need to summon the Rodoa Wall in vain. The wizard leaned forward, drew the seal, and uttered the magic sound. The tremendous magic power crushed the cracked ground around him, and suddenly condensed the raised earth and rocks like a compressed snowball, transforming them into dozens of high-density smooth “rock spears”.

This was not some mature magic formula, but the most effective magic method that could be thought of at the moment to cause permanent physical damage. The mage clasped his thumbs together and used the interlocking seal to outline the most basic magic formula, instantly horizontally placing all the “rock spears” that were locked onto the opponent.

He looked at the female guard who was rushing towards him with a sword in hand?
——Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!

The overwhelming rock gun tornado broke through the air and was thrown out.

Before the dense rock spears arrived, Olivia’s eyes saw all the trajectories and landing points of dozens of attacks as if she had foresight. The direct throws without any magic guidance effect were easier to judge than the previous magic crossbow arrows that looked like flowers.

The girl’s running steps turned her figure into a stream of lightning, passing through the rain of bullets that tried to block her steps.

The body slipped through the gaps between the trajectories, and the black sword slashed continuously, breaking any rock spears that were difficult to dodge as expected.

After approaching several feet, the Golden Lion Knight stepped forward, and with a crisp and cold shout, he charged forward with the black blade in his hand, emitting a soul-stirring sword whistle.

The mage tried to make a final resistance, but suddenly he felt a pain in his waist and fell forward. He felt a spike piercing his body, and then he was lifted up high and smashed down again.

Baron Kailan, with cold eyes behind his mask, stabbed the wizard in the lower back with the pointed spear head in the middle of the double blades of his long-handled axe without any chivalry.

Facing a powerful spellcaster who practiced witchcraft, the great knight never resorted to fighting tactics. He swung his battle axe and threw the unexpectedly tough body of the wizard directly toward a powerful female knight in front of him who belonged to an unknown family.

The running Olivia swung the black sword without any surprise. A cold light flashed, and the sword of victory split the body of the mage who bounced up from the ground in front of her into two.

The enemy was cut in half with incredible efficiency, and the girl rushed past him and stopped before her internal organs and blood splattered across his body.

Looking back, she discovered that the enemy she had cut in half was not yet dead. With a miserable look on his face, he was still making hand seals on the half of his body, trying to save his rapidly fading vitality.

Baron Kailan took a few steps past Olivia, raised his battle axe, and was about to chop the extremely durable foreign wizard on the ground into meat paste.

“Kaylan! Don’t kill him!”

A majestic voice came from far above.

The noise of the battlefield made the voice almost imperceptible, but the great knight was no ordinary man. He could both hear the order and tell who said it.

Kailan stepped on his face with his iron boots, gathered his strength and lowered his battle axe. With a clang, he pressed the axe blade diagonally on the neck of the half-body wizard, like a gate knife. If he found that he made any unusual movement other than healing his wounds and saving himself, he would be beheaded immediately.

Olivia looked up and saw the scarlet dragon flapping its wings and swooping down in the sky as dawn was approaching.

Riding a dragon in mid-air over the battlefield in the city, Ledwin, wearing armor, stood behind his eldest son, holding the high saddle handrail on the dragon’s back, looking down at the turmoil below.
Steadying his horse in the earthquake caused by magic on the distant battlefield, Leon used Gungnir’s wind hammer to scatter the flying killing spells.

At the moment when the black horses crossed each other, he swung the magic spear wing blade back, picked up a low-level spellcaster and killed him, ripping open his belly.

Following Leon’s back, the heroic Avalon Knight, under the fierce state enhanced by the Neti card, charged into the battle formation disrupted by Canis with the rumbling of iron hooves.

Spears were like a forest, swords were raised and fell, and the heavily armored knights were reaping the lives of wizards who had no time to cast spells.

With the interference greatly reduced, Masques broke free from the endless magic, swung his heavy halberd, and in just a few rounds, he killed the originally difficult black-clad sword dancers one by one.

A sharp eagle cry was heard overhead. In between the killings, Leon looked up and saw a familiar giant wing tumbling through the clouds and flying towards him at high speed.

Not only did I see the Deathclaws arriving.

He also saw the huge dragon shadow that symbolized the Wang family and a sky full of Pegasus swooping down and landing in another block.

He could feel the loud rumble and vibration of the dragon landing on the ground on the streets above.

Since Crown Prince Eric, who was supposed to guard the palace and protect the king, took the initiative to ride his dragon and lead the Dusk Guards to come, this undoubtedly laid the foundation for victory.

But suddenly, Leon’s heart moved.

He was afraid that Ledwin III would go crazy and risk going to the scene of the riot in person, so he quickly turned his horse around, asked Corvis to continue commanding the Knights of Avalon to clean up the mess, and galloped forward.

In the neighborhood that was completely destroyed by Master Atias, Leon searched for Olivia and others in the terrain that was completely changed by magic.

Leon fell off his horse in front of the high rock formation that was as solid as the sea waves. He picked up his magic wand and smashed the rocks that blocked his way, then climbed over the obstacle by grabbing the cracks.

He saw the army and Lohak reorganizing their ranks behind the ruins of the collapsed buildings on the street, and Olivia, covered in battle wounds, jumping across the ruins.

Leon grabbed Gungnir and ran quickly. When he saw the badly damaged armor and the scratches on his little lion’s face that were bleeding, he quickly took out a towel from his waist bag, wiped the blood off the girl’s face, and asked about her injuries.

Olivia smiled and shook her head: “It’s just some skin injuries on the ribs and legs. Just rest for a few days.”

Leon nodded helplessly. Normally, for a scratch like this on an ordinary person, he and Corvis would be able to cast a spell to heal it in just a few moments.

However, the power that obstructs magic in Olivia does not distinguish between friend and foe. It interferes with both enemy and friendly magic spells equally, making them ineffective. The girl can only rely on her self-healing ability to recover.

Olivia waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and continued, “Let’s not talk about this, Leon. We have captured the dangerous Mage Atias. Baron Kailan is watching him. The situation outside is also under control by the Pegasus Guards of the palace. Only a small number of enemies are at large.”

“You captured the wizard alive?” Leon raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but of course, not too surprised.

The little lion was so powerful and even launched special attacks on spellcasters. Together with Baron Kailan, the great knight of Orland, it was reasonable for the two of them to work together to capture the wizard.

But then, the girl hesitated for a moment, shook the half-remaining visor on her helmet, and said with a worried and cautious expression: “Leon, that Ledwin is here too.”

As she spoke, she turned around and pointed at the flying dragon that had just taken off again, seemingly chasing after a fleeing enemy: “It was the dragon that came with his eldest son on board.”

Leon’s face tightened when he heard this, and he couldn’t help but feel annoyed. Why didn’t Old Deng stay in the palace and sit back and relax? Even the dragon was gone, why did he rush to the scene of the riot? Wasn’t he afraid of being killed?

Now that he had seen the power of the city-breaking crossbow, Leon had some guesses about the original goal of these Atiyas people.

He shook off his thoughts and turned to worry about another more serious problem: “Did you see Ledwin? Did he not recognize you?”

Olivia tightened the hilt of her sword and shook her head with a worried look on her face: “I think I didn’t reveal my identity. I was wearing my visor and kept my head down to Ledwin.

But they noticed my martial arts and recognized the emblem on my armor. Ledwin knew that I was your wife and said he wanted to reward us and the people of Avalon, and specifically asked me to go with you to the palace to receive the title and reward. What should I do? Leon, once I enter the palace, will I not be able to wear a helmet in front of Ledwin all the time? What if…

Leon raised his hand to calm Olivia’s worries and said calmly: “Don’t panic. By the way, you just happen to have a wound on your face. I will bandage you a few more times with a large bandage later. Others can’t ask you to tear off the bandage. However, if you can avoid going, then don’t go. I’ll think of a way and an excuse to help you get out of it.”

(End of this chapter)