The journey back was not so far in the happy mood of everyone, and there were no traces of monsters appearing along the way.

When everyone rushed to the camp with their prey all over, they were noticed by sharp-eyed soldiers through Linmu. When the soldiers saw the troops who set out in the morning rushed back so quickly, they couldn't help but cheer. Some soldiers even left their posts and rushed towards Shaoke and the team. However, the rigorous captain quickly stopped this irrational action and caught a few casually. They kicked them hard on their butts, shouted loudly, and did not worry about the complaints of these soldiers, so they let them return to their posts, and said that if this situation happened again, they would give some punishment to those who violated the rules.

Amid the cheers of the soldiers, the doctors quickly walked out of the tent. The old doctor roughly swept the situation of the team and smiled slightly. He did not feel that the disappearance of the opportunity to treat the injury would be a bad thing. The young doctor was indeed not as calm as his father. He ran towards the team quickly and thanked the mages regardless of etiquette.

"Oh! Masters, welcome you back; dear captain, don't kick the poor children's ass, or they will lie down when they sleep at night. Hi! Guys, you haven't been bitten by those hateful monsters! I don't want to apply medicine to your smelly butts. In fact, according to my suggestion, you should cover it with a piece, even a thin piece of iron is good. Oh my God! I know...

You know, you didn't give me this poor man, even a little medicinal material. Look, see what you soldiers from the Empire are doing. Can such beautiful military uniforms stain those dirty furs? My medicinal materials, yes, these white ones are medicinal materials. Quickly put them in my tent, and I will deal with them quickly so that I won't lose too much effect. Or, I won't be dealing with these bloody furs for you."

The young doctor had an excited expression on his face and shuttled among the returned soldiers, patting the soldier's shoulders and the soldier's back from time to time, and sometimes hugging the soldiers with dirty fur on their backs, and sometimes hugging the soldiers with their bodies covered with the dirty fur they said in the doctor's mouth. The soldiers also hugged the cheerful doctor again and again.

Some soldiers took the opportunity to quip: "Doctor Ino, we made a bet on the road. We absolutely know, and we definitely know that you will take away the fangs we have worked hard to get, see!" "Doctor Ino, for these white fangs, you also try to make these animal skins! They have a portion of them." A soldier said: "And, the mages did not allocate this spoils, so cheer! Dr. Ino."

The young doctor walked up to Shaoko and the others again. After performing formal etiquette this time, he thanked Shaoko and the others: "Dear Fa Shi is an adult, I am happy for your return safely. Thank you for taking care of these poor children."

Shaoke looked at such an exciting scene. Although it was not the first time and it would not be the last time I saw it, it still moved Shaoke. Shaoke responded to the doctor: "Thank you for your praise, Dr. Ino, this is what we must do. Moreover, the soldiers solved it themselves this time, and I did not take action."

"I hope Master Xueye should not take action. That means the situation may be very bad." A little discomfort appeared on the doctor's cheerful face.

At this time, Master Kiya, who was following next to him, found his companion, Master Iga, with his head lowered, his blonde hair covering his beautiful face, his slender fingers, and just grasping the staff, a pale look on his joints.

"Doctor Ino, the soldiers are waiting for you to deal with the spoils! The fur still needs to be handled by your doctor! Do you have the heart to let your father do these tasks alone? By the way, let the soldiers tell us that they will serve us some lunch. Until now, no one can come to have lunch! I will come to you later to see how you deal with the fur. What is the difference between us?" Master Kia said, hoping that the doctor will leave so that he can comfort Master Iga, who is in a very bad mood.

When the doctor saw that Master Kiya had deliberately asked him to leave, he knew that the mages in front of him had some private words to talk, so he tactfully said goodbye and welcomed Master Kiya's visit for a while. But before leaving, he couldn't help but mutter: "I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not your servant. You have no right to order me, let alone order me to send you a message to prepare lunch, but I know that you mages can't stand the long journey. In view of your body, the kind and helpful Ino will still help you."

At this time, Shaoke also discovered the situation of Master Yijia. "If he cannot solve the situation of his first spell successfully casting in time this time, it will not be said to have a great impact on his recent mission. Well! Why didn't I comforted him early on the road? Damn, I was distracted, but I am not a nanny! Not to mention a psychologist, I am just a small, pitiful first-level mage who can't find the way back. I would rather face the third-level monster alone, or the second-level, and the third-level can definitely solve me effortlessly. I'm really annoying, eat first."

When Shaoke and the others returned to the tent, Shaoke decided to have a meal for the time being and think about how to advise Master Yijia when he was in a bad mood. However, after arriving at the tent, Master Yijia just sat in his seat, turning the staff in his hand without saying a word, occasionally pulling upwards, the collar of the high robe seemed to want to cover something.

Master Kiya's eyes were on the mage who had been here for two years, because he didn't know how to comfort him when facing his partner's situation.

Seeing this situation, Shaoke had to bite the bullet and nodded, telling the other party not to worry, he could solve it. "It seems that he will be a little bit fierce, and he will persuade him all the things he should persuade him, and he will say everything he should say. If a mage can't even get out of this psychological situation, it would be better not to be a mage. Maybe, maybe it's better to be a low-level alchemist!"

After thinking about it, Shaoke pulled off the cloak on his body, revealing a black, long straight hair and an ordinary robe. With this popular and pale face, it is easy for people who are not familiar with him to forget it in a few days. Perhaps, only the continuous flowing layer of special, upcoming energy marks, and black eyes can make people more impressed.

"Look at me, look at my eyes, Master Yijia, raise your head, haven't I said? The mage's head has never been lowered. No matter what kind of enemy or difficulty you face, raise your head and look at my eyes! Master Yijia!" Shaoke abandoned the dullness he used to speak and shouted at Master Yijia loudly.

After struggling for a while, Master Yijia slowly raised his head and stared at the mage in front of him who was shouting loudly. After seeing that he raised his head and began to look at his own eyes, Shaoke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was not so helpless.

"Master Yijia, what are you worried about? A legendary wizard tens of thousands of years ago in history could not successfully release first-level magic when he was in his forties? But he finally became a legend, a thirteenth-level, high-ranking legend. What did he rely on? I think you must have read his biography, and this is unquestionable. He kept practicing the first-level magic that cannot be released, but he kept releasing zero-level magic

Skills, it can be said that those zero-level spells have become his instinct. He has more than 300 zero-level spells in total! Didn’t he succeed in casting experience accumulated by these spells? Didn’t those who looked down on him and laughed at him die before him? And he has lived for more than ten thousand years." Shaoke also abandoned the elegance of the mage and showed his nature in his previous life. The staff in his hand kept waving this to match his speech.

"Of course, I'm not saying that Dr. Ino is laughing at you. He doesn't understand what's going on. You can't learn the mages who have successfully become legendary ranks? Don't be nervous when casting spells. You should trust those brave soldiers. They will always stand in front of you, knowing that you don't need them, or that they all go first. You are fighting, and only one thing to do. At the right time, choose the right spell, chant the right spell, and do the right meditation, handprints, and finally, lock the target you choose. All of this is done in your safe situation. After you have done all of these, then congratulations, you saved the brave soldiers and avoid unnecessary sacrifices. These are what you and the mage of Kia must do in the future."

Shaoke paused for a moment and felt that he should be saying something to encourage others, but after thinking for a while, he didn't know what to say anymore. The tent was only the slightly heavy breathing of Master Yijia. Master Kiya also looked at his companion restlessly, hoping that he would be stronger and not be bothered by the morning events. He opened his mouth several times and said something to him, but he didn't know why. Shaoke didn't care about him now. He said everything he should say, everything depends on his personal fortune. Others can't help. After all, this is not a material difficulty. Psychological disease. In this world, only those magicians at the level of magic will use some advanced magical means to treat him with the cooperation of the other party. These are not something that the mage can use now.
Chapter completed!