The old commander nodded slightly: "Sit down, if you delay time on the battlefield, I think that's not a good phenomenon for anyone." After saying that, he signaled Shaoke to sit down, he patrolled the mages and officers around him with his eyes.

"Today is the last day you stay in the imperial capital. Although you come from different places, I think the final location on your appointment letter is the same. Do you have any questions? If there is no problem, go to the door and carry your salute and go to the front line." The old officer's loud voice recalled in each mage's ear. Shaoke even felt that a mage on the side was tense as if he was about to stand up and say something, but when the old officer's eyes swept over here again, the mage gave up that intention.

After a while, a young mage stood up and said, "Sir, can our auxiliary medicinal materials follow us to the front line in time? We don't want to delay the use of these drugs." As he said that, he sat down and waited for the old officer's answer.

"If you have similar questions, then you don't need to ask questions." The old officer glared at the mage with some dissatisfaction, "All the supplies are ready for you. At that time, not only are the supply timely, but also three times the amount. I heard that those pills have no side effects. You can let go and take them until you are promoted to the third level."

As soon as the old military officer finished speaking, a mage stood up and performed the formal etiquette and whispered: "Sir, did I hear it wrong? Why is it a pill? That one is too bitter. What I want is a medicine soup. And if you eat too much, that will cause turbulence in the meditation space." As he said that, he hurriedly sat down under the eyes of the old military officer.

"It's too bitter? Do you think those rude firemen on the front line can cook the precious medicinal materials? And do you have time to taste the medicinal soup slowly?" The old officer waved his hand impatiently, "I'm not asking you to ask these trivial things, okay! Remember it for me." The old officer stood up suddenly and waved with dozens of papers.

"When you arrive at the front, you must first remember the experiences explained to you by the mages there, and then follow the orders of those mages. After doing all this, I think I will have the opportunity to come here to receive you again." The old officer began to hand the paper in his hand to the officers beside him, and let them pass it on to the mages who are doing it. "I hope that when you go, you can seriously absorb the experiences of the mages who are already working there. After all, the battlefield is different from the battles during practice in the academy or the battles with those beasts."

After hearing the old officer's words, Shaoke looked at the mages around him with some confusion. Could it be that there were some that had just come out of the academy? The documents were quickly passed to Shaoke's chapter, which was written in general magical words. After a casual look, he found that all the words on it were on the front line that should have noticed problems.

"You have a good look at these things on the way, maybe it will help you." The old officer finally returned to his original position. "You have now become a formal military mage, and I hope you can keep this in mind."

After a while, the servants brought wine one by one. After the mages brought wine glasses, the old officer signaled everyone to stand up and said, "Young mages, good luck! No matter what you think you are going to the front line, I hope to prepare third-level robes for you as soon as possible." After that, everyone raised their wine glasses and drank them all.

The huge number of servants carefully carried the mages' salutes toward the carriages waiting outside. Dozens of mages slowly walked outside under the leadership of the old officer.

The gray-robed mages who were inclined to the mage group who received news along the way saw such a large group of black-robed mages gathering together and whispering on the side. Some even deliberately amplified their voices and said, "Look! Another poor guy to die. I hope they can hold on the front line for a while this time."

The old officer ignored the mages watching on the side, but turned his head to look at the uncomfortable mages. He wrinkled them and didn't know how to improve the current depression of these mages.

Shaoke followed slowly behind the team without any worries. The officer who opened the door was also heading side by side with Shaoke at the end. Shaoke whispered and asked the other party: "Sir, why did you set out so suddenly this time? There are still many things waiting for me to finish!"

The officer signaled that Shaoke was a little behind and looked at the mages in front and said, "Master Xueye, you are determined to go to the front line, but other mages are not! Many of them were deceived. If they stayed for a long time, they would probably have escaped mages soon." He also smiled and seemed to admire the guy who deceived the mages.

Shaoke looked at the officer helplessly and said, "You actually use this method? Did the old commander also participate in this operation? Why have I never seen these mages here before?" As he said that, he glanced at the more and more gray-robed mages who came to watch. He felt very uncomfortable with the guidance of these people, so he closed his cloak and waited for the officer's answer.

The officer smiled and said, "Mage Xueye, in fact, there are nearly a hundred places for receiving mages like this. Now the military headquarters has issued a mandatory order. Each branch of the mages must provide at least one mage to the front line in a year, otherwise all officer positions will be revoked. Therefore, those who cannot find the branch of the mages to go to the front line have to deceive those uninformed mages." After saying that, he found that Shaoke's expression was a little wrong and quickly explained: "Don't worry! Master Xueye, we did not deceive you at all, um! At least we did not arrange you alone in a small courtyard." As he said that, he turned his head a little embarrassedly and looked at the onlookers with interest.

Shaoke shook his head and ignored the question of how these mages were deceived.

Dozens of large four-wheeled vehicles were parked at the door of the manor. The servants had already put the wizards' salutes on the carriage. Finally, under the command of the old officer, the two wizards set off in the same carriage. I don't know whether it was intentional arrangements or accidental encounters, but when it was Shaoko's turn, he was the only one left, and the rest of the wizards had suitable companions.

"Master Snow Night, I wish you good luck!" The old officer looked at the only mage here who was not opposed to going to the front line, and could only give the other party the best blessing for a while. "You can take the medicine you take on on weekdays as long as you are not afraid of hardship, of course, your mental space can also be supported. I have exchanged one-third of your future subsidies for you to buy medicine, and the rest will be distributed to you on time." As he said that, the old officer signaled Shaoke to get on the car immediately, because the cavalry who escorted the mages to leave had been waiting for a long time.

Shaoke did not blame the old officer for buying medicine for him without authorization, but looked at the other party carefully and said, "I saw an old wizard in the Mist Academy. He said he knew you." The old officer nodded and signaled Shaoke to continue. "I will never stop moving forward after being promoted to a third-level mage." Shaoke gave the officers who were staying beside him and told the guardian Urfat, "Help me pay attention to the letter, you can reply to me temporarily, and say that I have left the imperial capital and will contact them again after I arrive at a new place."

Dozens of carriages lined up, and under the escort of hundreds of cavalrymen, they pulled into a long line and walked outside the city gate.

Shaoke didn't know what other mages were thinking now. He was very disappointed that he had not seen the female mage Walton. Along the way, he opened the curtains on both sides to observe the pedestrians on the street, hoping to find the female mage. Although he knew that the female mage could not leave her mother's teachings for the time being to play or look for him, he still hoped to find the other person in the crowd.

Fortunately, the manor in which this branch is located is competitive from the city gate and is not too prosperous. At least there are fewer carriages on the wide stone road than in the rest.

After leaving the city gate, the cavalry escorted the mages began to return. They not only had to defend the branch manor set up by the military headquarters, but also maintain the public security in the surrounding streets, because they did not believe that only the patrol team composed of second-level soldiers could ensure a peaceful life here.

After Shaoko discovered that the cavalry had left, he soon found hundreds of cavalry to greet him. Because the distance was too far, Shaoko did not find anything the cavalry leader was talking to the mages in front of him, but the other party quickly took over the escort work of the mage convoy. After a while, a cavalry ran to Shaoko's carriage and asked Shaoko for instructions, he instructed the driver to speed up the carriage.

With dozens of carriages driven by the coachmen, three soon formed a convoy in a row. After occupying nearly one-third of the width of the road, they let go of the horses and galloped on this fairly flat road.

Looking through the back window as the imperial capital slowly moved away, Shaoke held the staff tightly, and told himself that he must come back, no matter how dangerous it was on the battlefield; he had just been exposed to mysterious magic and did not want to be blocked by various reasons so quickly.

Some of the cavalrymen were clearing the way in front. Although the merchants were dissatisfied, they looked at the cavalrymen in military uniforms and honestly and quickly made enough roads for the brigades behind them to allow the other party to pass quickly.

After having a simple lunch in the car at noon, Shaoke and his friends started to go quickly. Shaoke asked a cavalry and found out that there were a large group of people waiting for them and escorted them to the next stop.

Leaving became a fact. Although he did not see the female mage, Shaoke temporarily let go of his loss and seized the time to start learning magic knowledge so that he could further understand the magic when he reached the front line.

After immersed in magic knowledge, Shaoke felt that the carriage slowly stopped moving forward, he observed it and found that the entire convoy had parked on the side of the road. A tent of several miles was set up on the side of the road. The coachmen slowly passed through the camp gate under the leadership of the cavalry, and soon several officers came to greet them.
Chapter completed!