After leaving, the mages were led by the third-level mage waiting outside to their place to stay in the future. The two mages and a small house were not large, but they were enough for these second-level mages to carry out all their activities, including some magic experiments.

Shaoke was assigned to a person's room again. The third-level mage looked at Shaoke and said, "I really don't know if you are lucky or unfortunate. If you want famous companions to exchange magic knowledge together at night, after the next batch of mages arrive, I will give you priority to arranging a name companion. What do you think?"

Shaoke shook his head, "Thank you, dear mage, I think I'm fine alone, I like to be quieter." The third-level mage shook his head, "Everything is as per your wish. If you want to change this idea, you can find me at any time." After that, he told Shaoke about his room, and finally told him: "Although there is no magic trap there, if you don't brand your spiritual mark on it, they will not let you in at all."

After the third-level mage left, Shaoke looked at his room for a while. The decorations inside the room were very simple. The opposite door was a large mirror inlaid with mahogany frames with patterns, with red curtains hanging on both sides for hiding. On both sides of the mirror were a wooden bed with thick quilts, and a small writing table at the head of the bed was covered with white cloth. It seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

The fireplace near the corner was cold. It seemed that the people here were very sudden about the arrival of the mages, and there was no time to prepare all the decorations here for the mages.

Shaoke took care of the room a little, and finally looked at the cold fireplace and didn't know where to go to find firewood. At this moment, the soldiers outside brought enough firewood and raised the fireplace for the mage to use at night. The leading soldier brought Shaoke the news of the dinner, "Master, a banquet will be held here in the evening, and I will come to inform you at that time. Please prepare early." After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

After the soldiers left, Shaoko suddenly pounced on the bed near the fireplace to rest, and rushed on the bumpy carriage for days. Although he insisted on using the methods provided by the military to exercise every day, he still felt ache in his skeleton, and his body had not improved. He was still in a weak state after the promotion. He hoped to be able to cultivate here for a period of time so that he could recover his previous physical fitness as soon as possible.

In a daze, Shaoke felt someone knocking on the door constantly. After wake up, Shaoke asked with his staff, "What's the matter? The banquet is about to begin?" The knocking sound from outside stopped suddenly. "No, Master, it's not the time for the banquet to begin. The commanders are summoning the mages to gather together! An enemy attacks again."

Shaoke was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the battle to come so quickly. "Okay, wait a moment, I'll prepare." After that, he became busy immediately. Fortunately, the things he often used were still in the carry-on bag and did not take long.

Many mages had gathered outside, and the newly arrived mages gathered together. After seeing Shaoko coming out, Master Roland shook his staff and signaled Shaoko to come and meet them.

Carriages were parked in the yard, and at first the mages got used to climbing their own carriage, but Shaoko and the others didn't know what to do for a moment.

Fortunately, the third-level mage who brought them over at noon rushed over, "You also get on the carriage. There are people there to arrange it. Remember, the mage who can release range attacks and the mage who attacks single-type attacks do not belong to the same position. You should consider whether you are releasing single-type magic or range-type. This will have a great impact on your future positions." After that, he waved his hand to signal the mages to get on the carriage first, in order to get to the battlefield as soon as possible.

As the carriage advanced, Shaoke could already hear the sound of fighting sounds coming from the front. Master Roland, who was in the same carriage as Shaoke, asked nervously: "Master Xueye, have you ever been to the battlefield before? I don't think you are nervous."

Shaoke shook his head, "If you can count on hunting monsters in the Mist Forest, since this moment has come, nervousness can only increase your casting failure rate and will not bring you any benefits. Master Roland, be calmer, just treat it as hunting monsters." Shaoke said as he held the staff tightly, and finally gritted his teeth and inserted it on his back. He planned to use the technique of sealing hands to fight according to the situation, which would make him feel safer.

The mages didn't care about Shaoke's special actions, and listened to the fighting outside with some concern. The carriage finally stopped with Shaoke's expectation and resistance mentality.

Shaoke got off the carriage first, but saw that they were now parked under a tall city wall, with dozens of magic lamps hanging on the city wall, illuminating the front.

Then the young mages got off the carriage one after another, and a black-robed mage rode a horse and stopped in front of Shaoko and the others. "New companions, the battle came very suddenly. I heard that they had prepared dinner for a banquet now. I didn't expect that the opponent would attack at this moment." As he said that, he waved the gorgeous staff in his hand, and a fist-sized fireball floated on it. "Mages who are mainly engaged in single spells, I hope you can stand on my side quickly, and I will take you to the position you deserve; this time you are mainly adapting to the battlefield, um! Come with me." As he said that, the mage waved the staff, and the fireball quickly returned to its original size under the precise control of the opponent, and flew towards the dark sky, and after reaching the peak, it exploded violently.

The mage jumped off the horse and rushed along the city road with his staff to the city wall. Shaoke did not hesitate at all. He looked at Master Roland and said, "I'll go first, I wish you good luck." Master Roland shook his head and said, "Master Xueye, I think I must go with you. The Chacha I chose is also a single-body spell." He said, and signaled Shaoke to go with him.

The mages were a little rioting. Among the dozens of mages, including Shaoko and Roland, less than ten followed the mage toward the city. This made the mages leading the way sigh a little. It seemed that the mages now were used to standing behind.

From time to time, soldiers ran up and injured soldiers were carried down by their companions. In short, it seemed very chaotic. The mage said while walking, "The situation is fine now, at least the other party has not started to throw those hateful big rocks, well! Hurry up, I don't think we need to maintain our strength. There are not many mages waiting on this section of the city wall." As he said that, he signaled the mages to speed up again.

Although the city wall was high, the mages still rushed up at a faster speed. Shaoke had no time to look at the situation above, so the mage who led them waved to Shaoke and the others to go over with him.

On the wide walls of the city, there were short stone towers one by one. The mage pointed out three stone towers and said, "You go to these stone towers, well, make up three of them. As long as you find that a warrior with fighting spirit rushed up the city wall and was within your casting range, a famous mage among you must quickly kill him, otherwise these ordinary warriors will not be able to stop their killing at all." After saying that, he looked at the nervous mage in front of him and said softly: "Is there anything else to ask? I can give you the most detailed answer."

Shaoke closed his cloak and said, "Dear mage, what should I do if the other party throws a stone? Can this stone tower resist?" As he said that, he looked at the somewhat broken small stone tower, and finally found several small windows on it, which seemed to be the place to release spells.

The mage shook his head, "Don't worry about this, at least you don't have to worry about it at night. Even if the other party throws a stone, the stone tower can still resist it. Of course, if it is too big, it can only be seen whether you react quickly." As he said that, he looked at the battle of the city illuminated by countless torches, frowned, "You go in quickly! I don't know who gave this stupid order." After that, he shouted to the soldiers in front: "Extinguish the torches, do you want the other party's bow and arrow to land on your head?"

After the mage shouted and issued an order to the soldiers, he turned to a stone tower and stopped appearing.

Shaoko and his team quickly entered the stone tower, quickly allocated the casting window, and then watched nervously at the battlefield that suddenly became dark.

Master Roland leaned against the window and released the spell of "Ye's Eyes" for himself. "Master Snowy Night, don't you prepare?" As he said that, he looked at another mage who came in with them and said, "Relax, um! Just lean there like this. Didn't that mage say that! We don't need to take action at all this time."

Shaoko shook his head and quickly added the spell to himself the 'Spirit Casting Focus', "Master Roland, now is not the time for you to comfort others, second-level, I'll deal with it."

Just after blessing with the auxiliary spell, Shaoke found that a warrior with obvious fighting spirit appeared on the top of the city. The other party burst out with all the fighting spirit, surrounded by a faint white light. The double-bladed axe in his hand took away the lives of one or even several soldiers every time. However, Shaoke and his fight spirit did not appear at all. It seemed that the mages must take action this time.

Shaoke observed it and soon felt that the opponent calmed down his fiercely beating heartbeat in his casting range and began to chant spells; the technique of forming seals with both hands was used without hesitation, because he could not confirm whether the second-level spell of "Hot Ray" could kill the warrior who had exploded with all the fighting spirit, so he hoped to use some techniques to increase the power of the spell.

Shaoko's vision has never left the enemy warrior who is killing ordinary soldiers. When the meditation method in the meditation space is about to be successfully outlined, a beam of light as thick as an arm flew out from a stone tower next door. The red beam of light suddenly hit the chest of the second-level warrior.

The second-level warrior either happened to find the attack of spells, and the giant axe in his hand suddenly blocked his chest, blocking the red light column directly in front of him.

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