The two of them entered the room and found that there were already many mages sitting scattered around the long table in the middle. Shaoke looked at it for a moment and found that almost all of them were third-level mages, and only a few second-level mages were doing here.

It was still the last time the seventh-level mage was sitting in the middle. After Shaoke and Roman quickly gave the old mage etiquette, they found a place to sit down according to the other party's instructions.

The seventh-level mage glanced at Shaoko and the others and asked softly: "You are also mages who perform missions in the canyon? Why not execute orders?"

The waiting mages around them all fell on the two of them, because they had answered the same question, and they wanted to know how the two mages who came in this time answered.

"Dear Master, we don't want to fight on the battlefield with questions." The female mage of Shaoke stood up, respectfully performed her etiquette, and expressed her answer. "Many mages died in this mission inexplicably."

The seventh-level mage nodded and signaled Shaoko to sit down. "You are all mages who perform missions in the canyon. For you, I can only tell you that this is the military affairs. Since you have joined the army, you must obey the orders. You go back and rest for a few days, and then perform the missions." The mage paused and said in a low voice: "I am sorry for this matter. I cannot grasp the destruction of the rules. I am just a person who executes the orders."

After hearing the other party's explanation, the mages around them became a little anxious. A third-level mage stood up and asked, "Dear Master, can you tell us what the meaning of "Night of Death" is? I think we should be qualified to know this." After the mage said that, he did it.

"Night of Death?" The seventh-level mage muttered in a low voice, and his already straight body collapsed a little. "Yes, now you are qualified to know about this matter. After all, this is not a secret of the military."

The mage closed his eyes and waited for a while, and whispered in a state of anticipation between Shaoke and everyone: "Every time, the rules on the battlefield will change. Sometimes it is our side that breaks the rules, and sometimes it is the other side that breaks the rules. Unfortunately, this time it was the other side that broke the rules first."

"Every time the rules are destroyed, they happen at night, so they are called "Night of Death" by some boring people. Of course, the large-scale fight that follows is also one of the main reasons for the emergence of this title." After the mage said that, he closed his eyes and leaned on the chair and whispered: "I also experienced what you just experienced in person. This is inevitable. At least now I don't have the ability to stop this kind of thing from happening."

The room suddenly became silent, and only the lamp on the long table rang from time to time.

After listening to the mage's explanation, Shaoke nodded to Master Roman. He felt that the seventh-level mage would also be subject to a lot of constraints here, and at least he still avoided talking about the reasons for the destruction of the rules.

Master Roman was very dissatisfied with Shaoko's temporary satisfaction. When she held the staff and was about to stand up and talk, the seventh-level mage leaning on the chair suddenly sat up straight, frowned and wondered what she was thinking.

At this time, the third-level mages in the room also felt the message from the magic props they were carrying. Master Roman touched the bag containing the communication props and hesitated whether it was opened now. When the seventh-level mage seemed to have received some instructions, he suddenly said: "Don't check the information above, I'll tell you personally!"

The mage touched the staff next to him and sighed: "Every time the rules are broken, a large number of mages will go to the battlefield. Almost all the mages below level 3 in the military will join this battle."

"It's not certain how long this battle lasted. It lasted for nearly a year, and it lasted for almost three years." The seventh-level mage glanced at the mages around him, "I don't know how long this time lasts. I just hope you will be lucky and end the battle as soon as possible."

After listening to the mage's explanation, Shaoke stood up and politely asked the mage, "Can you tell us why this kind of battle happened? Is it just to let us learn from experience in this battle and accelerate our promotion? Is this the price too high?" After saying that, Shaoke looked at the mage with some anxiety. He didn't know what the consequences would be for his guess. But now he was eager to understand why both sides sent so many mages to participate in this kind of battle. Does it mean to show off their national strength?

"For a long time, the battle at the Bloody Fortress has never stopped, and there are few wars at other junctions with the Desas Empire. Aren't you surprised?" The mage did not answer Shaoko's questions directly but slowly revealed this abnormal phenomenon.

"The battle in that canyon has never stopped. Although it is bound by rules, countless mages are still there forever. Our front line has not changed for thousands of years, and neither side of the canyon has been completely seized. Have you ever been surprised by this?" The mage said so much, and stopped to look at the contemplative mage and smiled bitterly.

Shaoko sat there silently recalled some major events recorded in books over the past thousand years, but his recollections still did not make him feel anything wrong.

"When we get or lose territory, the scale of the war is not large, and the duration is very short. I have never heard of high-level mages joining the battle, which is different from fighting with other hostile countries." Shaoke looked at the face of the seventh-level mage who was still well-maintained. The moment the other party swept over him, he suddenly thought of the question he encountered in the academy. He quickly recalled and found that the battlefield of Blood Fortress was not recorded in those historical books. This made him understand what was going on.

The mage glanced at everyone, then smiled bitterly, "Don't be busy practicing magic, practicing spirit and magic all day long. Why not take a while to read more books in other aspects? Have you all forgotten that the mages in the past were called the most knowledgeable? At that time, even some scholars were not as rich and superb as the mages."

After hearing the mage's teachings, everyone blushed, and some even lowered their heads to avoid the other party's sight.

Master Roman turned his head and looked at Shaoke. After finding that his face turned red, he pulled the corners of his mouth with some amusement. Then she found that the other mages also had such shameful expressions, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was not alone in reading books.

"The empire did not have much energy to fight the Desas Empire on the border, so many years ago, the two sides agreed to start fighting in this natural mountain, and divide the territory, resources, and even exchange some more important things through the victory or defeat here." The seventh-level mage nodded with satisfaction when he saw everyone's shame, and then explained in detail to everyone.

"If we defeat each other on these two mountains this time, we will not only obtain a large amount of territory in the south, but also a large number of books will be traded by the other party. Of course, there are some other precious things, but that is not something I can understand. I think you should understand what I mean." After the mage said that, he leaned on the chair and quietly waited for the mages to respond.

After hearing the explanation of the seventh-level mage, the previous doubts were resolved. They did not expect that the war here would affect various interests between the two countries, not as they imagined, but just to hone the place for mages and warriors, which made the mages who only understood some superficial situations and were a little proud of it. It turned out that they were not as important as they thought.

At this time, a mage went out with courtesy to the seventh-level mage. The days of escape have made them very tired. Now they urgently need rest to recover their physical strength and mental state.

Master Roman was signaling Shaoke to leave with her, and suddenly gave up Shaoke's idea of ​​continuing to ask the seventh-level mage. After saluting to the mage, Master Roman said to Shaoke: "Do you still want to ask him a question? If you continue asking, I guess the mage would be angry. If someone above ordered him, he would definitely not explain what happened today."

Shaoke nodded. Although he did not feel the dissatisfaction of the seventh-level mage, he did not want to refute the female mage on these matters. "Master Roman, you should go back for a good rest this time. Your face is ugly."

"Well, don't worry, it's okay. I really hope they can come back safely." Master Roman muttered in a low voice, then took out magic props and checked the news he received in the house with Shaoke. As the seventh-level mage said, he introduced the reasons for the battle after the rules were destroyed. He also hoped that the mages could win this victory, because this was related to whether many precious magic materials and books could be obtained by the Blue Feather Empire and the Military Department.

After reading the message, the mage Roman smiled at Shaoko, touched the broken cloak on his body and said, "Okay! I won't return the cloak to you for now. I'll find someone to repair it for you when I have time. Well! But your robe will be replaced when you go back, there are so many holes on it!" After saying that, the female mage stretched her waist unrestrainedly, pinched the seal hall and said, "I will remember to get the tavern tonight! Also, go back and take a good bath."

Shaoke looked at the female mage who kept muttering in front of him and smiled secretly. He didn't expect that Master Roman would be like this. This gave him the illusion that the other party was much older than him. Looking at the back of the female mage, Shaoke habitually thought about getting up the cloak on his body, and then he realized that he had been taken away by the female mage.
Chapter completed!