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Elizabeth nodded, then pulled over a chair and sat down: "Then I'll sit down and review them. After all, I'm the investor of this team."
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"I know this style!" the plain-looking bard shouted.
Elizabeth smiled and said, "No, you don't. Although I'm not very smart, I'm very sensitive to lies. Gotrek, send him away."
Gotrik snatched the frame and handed it to the king, then took the bard by the scruff of the neck and walked away.
Marika: "This bard is a fake. His fingers don't have the calluses from years of playing the lude."
"I bet he knows his sword better than his lyre," the dwarf said.
Elizabeth: “Which one is this?”
The king stood beside her, stroking his chin with one hand. "The seventh one. I have a feeling we won't be able to find a suitable bard in this city. I think we should wait until we get the resurrection scroll, and then torture that Erwin."
Elizabeth: "You have the final say."
Xiaobai was about to fall asleep on the table, but when he heard this, he stood up and said, "Are we going back to the castle to eat?"
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(*) Let me explain why we need to find a bard here. In fact, everyone who has played in a group knows that if a player cannot find the clues, and there is a bard in the team, the DM will say: The bard has a piece of anecdotal knowledge.
This is a special judgment for the Bard. The most wonderful thing about this judgment is that the DM decides what information to give. Players can usually pass the most basic anecdotal knowledge appraisal, at which time the DM can put the key information in the players' mouths. Everyone also knows that the DM is letting the sea, and they will tacitly pretend not to know.
Chapter 62: Dragon Attacks
After the king's team returned from the three wild boars, several bards came to the castle one after another to ask for a meeting.
However, Elizabeth and the well-informed dwarves and drow elves saw through their disguise. Just as the king had predicted, none of the bards in the entire city of Langdon met the king's expectations.
And so, time came to the next day.
At noon the next day, Elizabeth and others surrounded the king on the city wall.
They were waiting for Cassander, who had gone out to scout, to return and report the position of the Emperor's army.
The cat man made a awning with his hands and leaned against the wall to look into the distance: "I can't see Amur's light cavalry. Shouldn't they be wandering around the city, preparing to intercept the conscripted troops that are gathering here?"
Wang: "Maybe they are intercepting those armed peasants far away from the city now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duke Langdon climbed up the city wall with his entourage: "Don't worry, I have ordered all the conscripted peasants to enter the nearby baron's fortress, where they will not be harassed by the cavalry."
Wang: "Good afternoon, Your Excellency the Duke."
Elizabeth: "You look happy, brother."
Bruce smiled and said, "Because we have good news. The River Valley Army still on the river has submitted a letter of surrender. They don't want to rush through the blockade of the tower ballista again and return to the River Valley, so they surrendered to us.
"I have captured twenty landed knights. I have sent their followers back to Riverdale on a speedboat. I estimate that Riverdale will withdraw from the war soon and pay a ransom for us to release the knights."
Elizabeth: "So the war is almost over, right? Then there should be no need for the king to attack the emperor's army."
Bruce looked at his sister and patted her shoulder gently: "How can you say that? You are the Saint of Langdon. How many casualties of the people of Langdon can be reduced by letting the wizard turn into a dragon to spray? The enemy has the advantage in manpower."
Elizabeth: “But…”
"Don't worry." The king interrupted the princess, "I have made all the necessary preparations for today. Look at this."
As he spoke, he took out a headband from his dimensional bag and put it on his head: "This is a magic item seized from Erwin. It can defend against instant death effects."
Elizabeth: "But you..."
The king took out another ring and said, "Do you recognize this ring? It was looted by the traitor. In order to give me this ring, you promised to give the traitor 4,500 gold coins."
Elizabeth squinted at the ring, "I thought you said this was a counterspell ring?"
Wang nodded. "Yes, this morning I gave this ring to your archmage, who is a seven-ring spellcaster. I asked him to fill the ring with a Disintegration spell. This way, the first Disintegration spell fired at me will be countered by the ring."
The Archmage smiled and said, "I consumed a precious sixth-level spell slot, but I think it was worth it. Bring us victory, Your Excellency Archmage."
I don’t know why, but since yesterday, everyone has started to like calling him Master Wang.
Wang: "I'm just a rookie in the third ring."
At this moment, a sparrow descended from the sky and transformed into Cassander before landing: "The Emperor's troops have arrived at our designated location and have observed a huge group of spellcasters, as many as 80 people!"
The barons and viscounts behind Bruce exclaimed, "Eighty people?"
"Even if they are all third-level spellcasters, they can still blow up all the city gates with fireballs!"
"Damn emperor, does he have another trump card?"
Bruce raised his hand to stop the nobles from talking, and looked directly at the king: "What do you think, sir, the disciple of the legendary wizard?"
The king shrugged his shoulders. “The emperor did not send divine spellcasters to participate in the attack the day before yesterday because the priests of the good god and all the holy warriors do not allow themselves to participate in such robbery and slaughter of civilians. However, arcane spellcasters do not have such moral constraints.
"In fact, if we only talk about mages, there are more evil mages who are willing to do anything for their research. Why didn't the emperor send any arcane spellcasters in the attack the day before yesterday?
"I think the emperor doesn't have so many arcane spellcasters. This is a trick of the emperor to confuse the enemy. He makes adult men wear robes and hang a bag around their waists. From the air, they look like mages.
"Of course, there should be quite a few divine spellcasters in the emperor's army."
The king's words made the nobles, who had just wavered, feel relieved. Bruce asked, "How can you be sure that this is the emperor's strategy to confuse the enemy? Maybe he didn't get reinforcements when he attacked yesterday, or maybe these spellcasters have some agreement with them."
Wang: "You are right, but I have other evidence. Kassande, are all the spellcasters you saw gathered together?"
Casander nodded: "Yes, all together."
The king turned to Bruce and said, "That doesn't make sense. The emperor should have learned from the knights who escaped that there is a dragon here - or a wizard who can transform into a dragon to help.
"If he really has so many spellcasters, he should spread them throughout the team. Once the dragon attacks, he should use the spell 'Common Protection Energy'. The attributes of the dragon's breath attack can be judged by its appearance. So many scattered spellcasters can greatly reduce the damage of the dragon's breath.
"But he didn't. So there is only one possibility, this 'magic team' is used to scare people."
Bruce smiled, turned his head and said to the nobles: "Did you hear that? This is the analysis from the disciple of the legendary great wizard. The emperor is already a paper tiger, and he is using this method to bluff. Victory will definitely belong to us!"
Wang took out the artifact from the dimensional bag, and the blue-white light immediately flashed everyone's eyes - even in the early summer sun, this thing was so bright.
Bruce raised his hand to shield his eyes and asked, "Can't you turn down the light a little?"
Wang: "It can't be adjusted. It's just this bright. Next time we venture into the dungeon, we won't need to light torches."
Elizabeth: “That sounds like great news.”
The king looked up at the sun, estimated the time, then turned and grasped Elizabeth's shoulders.
Elizabeth looked as if the blood had stopped: "What?"
King: "Move aside, or the dragon will push you off the wall. You don't want to be the first princess to fall to her death in Landon, do you?"
Bruce: "It was the second one. During the succession struggle, our great aunt was thrown out of the window by her maid and fell off the tower and died. Since then, the maids of our female children have been served by the wives of absolutely loyal old ministers."
The king looked at Bruce, with an expression that was shocked by the "kinship" between nobles: "Oh, well, I didn't expect this is still a tradition. But I still hope Elizabeth can stay away."
Elizabeth nodded and walked to the side a good distance with the rest of the team.
Bruce also led the nobles to retreat to a place near the tower.
Wang activated the artifact and transformed into a huge black dragon. With the dragon's keen hearing, he heard Bruce's great wizard mutter, "This is probably an eight-ring advanced dragon form, or even a nine-ring ultimate dragon form, not a seven-ring one."
After completing the transformation, Wang roared for some reason. Maybe it was because black dragons are naturally brutal and like to howl in front of so many humans.
The sour stench of corruption on him drove the crowd away a little further. Only Elizabeth remained standing.
Cassandra said, "I'll lead the way."
After saying this, he turned into a peregrine falcon and rushed into the sky first.
The king flapped his wings and took off, but Elizabeth stood still against the strong wind he created.
After Wang flew up, Elizabeth turned to Xiaobai and said, "You go too! Protect him. If he falls and turns back into human form, you have to drag him back! I'll reward you with meat when you come back!"
Xiaobai: "Okay!"
With that she jumped over the battlement and down the wall, and Elizabeth took a step forward, just in time to see a white-headed sea eagle rising from under the wall and catching up with the dragon as it flew off into the sunshine.
Elizabeth lay on the battlement, worry written all over her face.
Marika stepped forward to comfort him, "His left eyelid twitched yesterday. How about trusting his fate?"
"I believe it. But it doesn't stop me from worrying," said Elizabeth.
Bruce turned around and said to Wayne, who was guarding him faithfully, "Our sister's soul is lost."
Chapter 63 "Our Army Was Defeated"
Flying in the air, Wang suddenly discovered that his mood at this moment was completely different from when he turned into a dragon the night before.
The day before yesterday he had to fight, rescue the princess, and repel the valley army, so his mind was full of the enemy's situation and how to attack.
It was different now. He cleared his mind and only thought about how to fly. Immediately, all the scenery became different.
"So that's it," he thought, "this is the feeling of walking in the clouds that my uncle-master talked about. This will definitely be of great help to me in casting flying spells in the future."
The peregrine falcon leading the way in front suddenly called out. Wang immediately understood what he meant and looked at the ground.
With the dragon's eagle-like vision, the king spotted the army marching on the ground. They looked so small, like a colony of ants moving.
The king folded his wings and began to dive.
When he was halfway through the charge, the enemy discovered him and began to flee. The difference in the training of the mercenaries and conscripts was immediately apparent: the ones who dispersed quickly were mercenaries, and the ones who were in a mess were conscripts with low training.
Wang took a deep breath, pulled out of his dive, and flew along the enemy's marching formation, pumping out all the trapped air in his lungs.
With a hissing sound, the black and green magical acid swept along the enemy's line.
The scene from the day before yesterday was repeated again.
However, the conscripts did not have the heavy armor like the emperor's elite standing army. Although these armors did not save the lives of their owners from the strong acid, they did reduce the damage caused by the acid.
Some of the knights' followers only had a small amount of strong acid splashed on their armor, and by the time the acid corroded the steel armor, the armor was almost completely consumed.
The conscripts were not so lucky. Their inferior armor would be burned through immediately if they were splashed with even a little bit of acid, and then the strong acid would "tear" the conscripts' flesh at will.
Amid the screams, the king turned his head slightly and used the dragon's broad vision to confirm the effect of the attack.
——It seems that no one has given these conscripts common protection against acid.
Well, when I saw that their first reaction to the dragon's attack was to scatter, I almost knew the result.
Common protective magic has a range, and it is not easy to be completely covered if it is spread out.