The stupid Yasuers' defenses are always so relaxed.

The assassin quietly moved from one shadow to another. The Yasuel sentry patrolling back and forth did not find this moving darkness at all. As long as he wanted, he could turn the incompetent sentry into a corpse at any time.

Perhaps the assassin should not have delayed these few days. He vaguely regretted it in his heart. He delayed for so many days, and twice during this period he tried to make the witch not take advantage of his procrastination. This was because he was worried that the prince might be prepared. You should know that there have been many instances of winning elf generals being assassined by assassins in history. The delays in these few days can paralyze the vigilance of these Yasuuls - of course, the facts proved that the assassin was too worried. These stupid cousins ​​seemed to never learn to be good.

The sentry turned his head again, and while taking advantage of the space, the assassin flashed the cordon and entered the camp. He was so familiar with the way these cousins ​​set up camps that he could not be more familiar with - even if he closed his eyes and blocked his ears, he could walk back and forth in one camp and report on what area he was in at the same time.

He walked around a tent, lurked himself in the shadow of the tent, and looked into the distance. Prince Ashrufat had been here for a few days - this is not difficult to understand. Although he won this battle, he also suffered a lot, especially the army had many wounded people. In order not to delay the marching time in the future, it is a good choice to stay for a short time and use magic treatment now.

But it was just a short stay, and the assassin's mission was to keep them here for a long time - or even stay here forever.

At this moment, he slid silently across the ground and passed through a clearing, but did not attract the attention of the Yasuols who were talking about the bonfire not far away. These stupid and careless Yasuols. During their brief stop, the assassins heard that they were discussing Prince Eshurufat, praising his courage and wisdom.

It's really good. On the one hand, he is an excellent magician, and on the other hand, he is a powerful warrior. In addition, he is full of strategies and courage... The assassin thought in his mind. However, no matter how powerful the warrior and the magician were, he was weak like a helpless baby when he was sleeping. No matter how outstanding the general was, a dagger raided on his back could make all his wisdom return to nothingness.

A small team of Phoenix Guards were passing by. The assassin curled up, shrinking not even bigger than a cat, so that the Phoenix Guards did not notice at all. They walked over, but Prince Ashrufate was not with them.

This should be the central area... Judging from the alert and frequent mobilization of soldiers around, today's work has not been completed yet. This means that there is a great possibility that the prince has not yet rested.

The assassin curled up and searched the area with his eyes, looking for characters who looked like princes.

A young nobleman without armor came out of a tent. He was very anxious, but his luxurious clothes and the respectful attitude of other soldiers showed that he was extraordinary. Is this a prince? The assassin thought. It was a bit similar, but not very similar. While he was considering this issue, he heard the voice of the young nobleman.

"Your Highness, the latest information has been heard."

After the young nobleman finished speaking, he stood outside a tent and was on standby respectfully. Someone walked out of the tent.

The first reaction of the assassin was that it was a human servant. These stupid Yasuors actually took in many human slaves and organized them into the army. This mistake helped the assassin's great help, because the messy camp of humans was simply an open door for him to enter and exit at any time. This allowed him to reach the central area of ​​the military camp so effortlessly.

But a few seconds later, the assassin realized that he had made a mistake. Through some messy lighting, he saw the "human"'s long pointed ears. He was a Yasuul! This very eye-catching elf took the document from the young nobleman and flipped it around as if no one was around.

This is Prince Ashu Rufat? The Assassin thought. He waited patiently for more evidence, and these evidences arrived soon.

"Prince, the suggestion of the Phoenix King..." The young nobleman clearly spitted out the title of "Prince". The assassin immediately focused his attention on the target. It went smoothly and found it in an instant.

"Come the great masters immediately." Ash Rufate said.

"Great/Masters?"

"Yes, I remember a few big/wizards were still nearby to treat the wounded." Ashrufat said. "Let me find one and I have something to ask them."

Now he knew that the great elves/wizards also understood the skills of the female prophets. They were able to greatly speed up the healing speed of the wounded by embracing the wind of magic.

Having said that, during this period, the deliberate approach of the great/wizards has been unexpectedly gained. Speaking of magic level, the elves, especially the great/wizards, have the power to make Carrie admire. Carrie herself admitted that having such a level of magic civilization in this world is an incredible thing. Moreover, the great/wizards revealed a secret that made Carrie even more curious - in a chat about the history of the development of elves magic, a great/wizard inadvertently said, that is, although the Yasuer clan's magic level is very skillful today, in fact, magic was not spontaneously studied, but was taught by foreign tribes. Or so, the most basic magic knowledge in elves magic is not original.

Ashu Rufate (or Carrie) tried to dig into the bottom of the matter, but the great masters seemed to be very taboo about this topic. If you go a little deeper, you will hesitate and refuse to talk in detail. Ashu Rufate could only end here in the end.

But putting aside this secret, as long as the great mages do have powerful power at present, they can flexibly master all the magic winds and compose powerful spells. However, correspondingly, they have a strong prejudice. For some reason, the great mages insist that only the Yasuer clan in this world can use "pure, clean" magic energy. The magic of other races, including humans, green skins or some other races, are all "degenerate and polluted".

But Carrie sneered at this point.

"Master, energy is energy. Where is the difference between 'cleanness' and 'falling'? The reason why elves are more powerful in magic is just because their body structure is more suitable for using magic. If humans and elves are used as examples, it is probably like scissors and knifes. Although both can cut paper, scissors are much more convenient to use than knifes, and are more flexible and easier to cut out better edges. This is probably the difference. But then again, although their magic civilization is said to be advanced, it has many innate shortcomings. For example, they are very repulsive to black magic..."

This is of course. Not only humans, but also elves. Because the energy of black magic can directly cause strong changes to users and contacts. Elfs are also afraid to reject this kind of mutation. Besides, they have super long lives and do not need to extend their lifespan in this way, so there is almost no research on black magic among elves.

Ashrufate didn't wait for too long, because a great mage was brought by Arrath. But what puzzled Arrath was that the prince did not discuss military intentions with the great mage, because he did not show the letter from the Phoenix King in his hand to the other party. Instead, he raised a magical question.

"Master," Ashu Rufat asked, now he has given this honorific title to all the great masters. "Is my idea possible?"

"No problem at all. Prince, we have sixteen, we just need to arrange our average order in the marching team... I think we can fully detect the magic of others. But Prince, I remind you that in addition to us, there are many people who can use magic, at most, because their magic skills are not so good enough to be devoted to actual combat. In our Yasuul customs and laws, others have never been forbidden from using magic. Why do you care so much about the caster?"

"I have a little concern," Ashrufate replied. "And not only during the march, but also during camping at night. I want to make sure that there is no second person in my army who uses magic besides you. This is true for both marching and resting. Even in battles, especially those not-fever battles... I hope so too."

"I think this should be possible." After hearing the prince's request, the Grandmaster thought about it carefully. "But this may mean that we have to be on duty in class when we rest at night. This will have an impact on the battle because someone may be inadequate."

"Don't worry, I will make sure you get plenty of rest before the war begins." Ashu Rufate replied. Very well, just make sure that the unprofessional magicians in his army cannot cast spells, his next plan should be successful.

He looked at the sky and it was getting late. According to the plan, it should be time for him to go to the wounded barracks.

The situation of the wounded soldiers was better than expected. Except for a very small number of disabled soldiers, the wounded soldiers have recovered almost the same. Even if they cannot fight, they will not be an obstacle to the marching. As for those disabled wounded soldiers, Ash Rufate does not intend to waste them. They can be sent to the logistics team to supervise and guide humans. This will speed up the logistics logistics logistics vehicles.

Ashu Rufate visited the past all the way, and finally came to a tent on the edge. This tent was no different from an ordinary soldier tent, but Ashu Rufate knew that it was not an ordinary wounded soldier living inside. He opened the curtain door of the tent and saw Kay sitting on a blanket. The white lion captain was pale, with white gauze wrapped around her body, and red seeping out of the gauze. She was not wearing shoes and resting in a half-lying and half-sitting position.

"Your wound is broken again?" Ashu Rufat asked. At least the wounds of others are no longer bleeding.

"I did it on purpose," Kay replied. "Doing this will help the wound recover faster and will not leave scars."
Chapter completed!