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"My specialty is battlefield mage..."
"Alright, stop talking." Latis, looking annoyed, shouted as he watched Serfal begin his dive.
"It's now!"
"Awooo!" Serfal roared.
At the same time, a black magic radar map unfolded before Latis's eyes, and a sudden burst of dragon magic caused the radar to bulge out in a circle. A few seconds later, as if in response to Serfal's call, a miniature dragon magic spell slowly appeared on the map not far away.
"There it is! That tall and spacious hall!"
Latis shouted.
Serfael's golden vertical pupils suddenly became incredibly majestic. Like a missile about to hit its target, she suddenly accelerated, a sonic boom erupting from behind her, and layers of air waves surging out from both sides.
"Then we shall part ways here!" Latis patted Serfal's back forcefully, and was about to hug his good brother and jump off the plane when he noticed a sudden surge of magical energy emanating from Ateliers's robe.
[Spell Solidification - Feather Fall]
"Haha... I get it, I get it..."
Latis chuckled awkwardly, about to awkwardly jump off the plane alone, when he suddenly noticed a hint of embarrassment on Ateliers's face.
"Eh?"
Before Latis could react, the silver-haired half-elf suddenly grabbed him and they both jumped off the dragon's back.
"Ahhhh, let me do it! I've never made a splash since I was a kid. It's just a 100-meter platform dive..." Latis gesticulated wildly until Atelier couldn't help but pinch his waist hard, at which point he opened his eyes and looked around.
"...Why is the descent so slow?"
He paused, then turned to look at Artemis, who had her head buried in his shoulder:
"Arte, what are you doing?"
“I…” Artemis paused, then said calmly, “The wind is too strong, and my eyes hurt.”
"Really?" Latis stared at the ground, and after confirming that no one would be killed by someone being thrown from a height, he immediately looked at the second-floor window of the castle, where the lord's room was located.
"Did you see that, Arte? Oh, sorry, I forgot your eyes hurt..."
“I saw it.” Ateliers raised her eyes from behind Latis and looked at the richly dressed middle-aged man standing in front of the window. Her eyes, like polished diamonds, slowly welled up with raging anger.
……
"How could there be an adult dragon in Dragonhorn Territory?"
Lord Uroda of Dragonhorn loosened his grip on the document, his suppressed voice trembling slightly.
"do not know."
A man shrouded in shadow stood in the corner and said quite decisively:
"I've heard that dragons aren't very bright, maybe this red dragon just fell off the sky by accident."
"How could it know that my offerings were there!"
Uroda roared in a hoarse voice, then paused for a moment before slamming his fist against the solid window.
boom!
A faint light flashed on the man in the corner, and the air in front of the window was suddenly compressed. Uroda punched him, but was bounced away by the thick air.
“The ceremony can be reorganized if it is interrupted, but it would be a great loss if your body were to be damaged.”
Uroda sighed, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a black robe descending from the sky, but the gleam in the man's hand in the corner caught his attention.
"Demon Servant, what are you doing?"
The demon servant gave a cold, unresponsive smirk and replied:
"I'm having my colleagues spread the word quickly that Dragonhorn Territory has been ravaged by a maddening red dragon."
"What do you mean?" Uroda took a difficult sip of brandy. "You want me to make a fool of myself in Norard?"
“No, this is a win-win plan.” The light in the demon servant's hand dimmed. He looked up and walked to the window. His wide-brimmed black hat blocked the sun, so he pressed the brim and smiled coldly:
"Once this matter spreads rapidly on the magic network, the magic network will automatically assess its harmfulness and then generate a commission for the magic network sorcerer. In this way, the priestess will inevitably arrive quickly. No matter how much authority and power the magic network grants her, fighting a dragon will consume a great deal of her strength."
“Then your plans for tomorrow will be even more secure.” Uroda chuckled, stroking the stray hairs on his lips for a moment.
"Just waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump," the demon servant laughed.
"Where is the win-win situation?" Uroda asked, puzzled.
"Knowing of the calamity that has befallen his family, your son will surely return soon. You need not try to fabricate reasons any longer, for he will only truly believe what he sees on the magic network himself. At that time, you can then have him accompany you to the Dragon Horn Altar in the name of succession..."
"Hahaha, this is indeed a good thing!" Uroda laughed. "My child, though exceptionally talented, is also quite ambitious!"
"That's why he's more willing to go to the altar with you," the demon servant chuckled. "When the time comes, once you initiate the sacrificial ritual, the young master's high-level mage strength, demonic bloodline abilities, and the mysterious power of the souls of the dead will all be transferred to you..."
"Hahahaha! Good!" Uroda laughed wildly, then sighed, "It's a pity we didn't find any useful clues in the home of that Titan remnant. That's the power of an ancient race..."
"It is indeed tempting, but it's a pity," the demon servant said, shaking his head.
"What's making your heart flutter?" Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice appeared at the doorway, speaking in a loud and casual tone:
"Don't just think about it, take action! Hahaha!"
Chapter 26 He couldn't resist walking when he saw a beautiful woman.
"what?"
"You, who are you!"
Uroda and the demon servant both cried out in shock.
"Wait, why haven't you run away yet?" Latis exclaimed in shock. "This isn't what we agreed on!"
"Run? Where are you running to?" Uroda was stunned for a moment, then slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Isn't this my house?"
“My lord,” the demon servant whispered to Uroda, “this man told us to get lost the moment he opened his mouth, so he must have something to rely on. And look at that silver-haired half-elf behind him, it seems to be Princess Herod who was supposed to be sacrificed in today’s sacrificial ceremony. He rescued her so silently. Let’s test him first.”
"Ahem." The demon servant cleared his throat and asked, "Boy, this is the lord's manor. Trespassing here is a serious crime!"
Latis remained silent for a long time, finally finishing his brainstorming session on the current situation. He looked at Uroda, about to say something, but his attention was drawn to the wide-brimmed black hat on the demon servant's head.
"I'm here to... Wow, that hat's huge! Dude, you're so cool! It suddenly reminds me of a term... Black Hat Warlock! But seriously, if all Black Hat Warlocks actually wore black hats, that would be kind of silly..."
"Wh-what?" The demon servant's legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
"Brother, are you alright?" Latis frowned and took two steps forward. "It's true that staying in damp places all the time can easily cause arthritis. Brother, you'd better not stay in the shadows anymore, be more open and aboveboard!"
The demon servant, who had just propped himself up on the edge of the table, suddenly widened his eyes in shock and fell to the ground again. He quickly grabbed Uroda's trouser leg and whispered:
"My lord, he... he not only revealed my identity, but also exposed our scheme! What... what should we do?!"
Uroda forced a smile, shifted uncomfortably in his seat, and said in a dry voice:
"young people……"
"You must be the lord?" Latis interrupted Uroda, slamming his hand on the table, making Uroda tremble. "That red dragon outside is someone I brought with me because you kidnapped her child. That's not right. If you want to make a pact with a dragon, summon the courage in your blood and face it bravely, instead of forcibly restraining them like this."
"You brought an adult red dragon?" Uroda exclaimed, jumping up from his chair and asking tremblingly.
"May I ask, Your Excellency, who is this legendary figure? Norard has not seen a dragon knight for forty or fifty years."
“I’m not a legend,” Latis said, shaking his head. “I’m Latis, have you forgotten? The one you arrested and imprisoned for no reason!”
"Latis?" Uroda was taken aback, then rolled up his sleeves, climbed onto the table, and shouted, "So your name is Latis! So it was you, the one who was trying to act all high and mighty..."
"My lord, my lord, please reconsider!" The demon servant jumped up from the ground, hurriedly grabbing Uroda and whispering in his ear, "He may have been a farmer before, but he's not anymore! Think about it, a dragon! How could he summon a dragon if he hadn't activated his bloodline?!"
"Excitement, stimulate the bloodline..." Uroda reacted, his teeth chattering as he spoke. He felt weak all over, his vision went black, and he slumped back into the chair, limbs powerless.
“It is said that the Titan bloodline has a special attraction to dragons…” Uroda opened his eyes, feeling dizzy, and looked at the half-elf behind Latis. “It is also said that the Titans are naturally lewd, unable to move when they see a beautiful woman, and if they don’t have sex with her for a day, they will feel itchy all over, and if they don’t have sex for a month, they will die from ejaculation from all seven orifices. No wonder he had to bring a burden with him when he escaped from prison after just awakening his bloodline…”
"What are you talking about?" Latis asked, looking displeased. "Want to fight? If not, then get out of here! I'm too embarrassed to ransack your house in front of you!"
"I admit my voice was a bit loud just now, sir, please calm down." Uroda chuckled dryly as he stood up, forcefully shoving the demon servant with both hands. "What are you standing there for! Let's get out of here!"
"and many more!"
Artemis peeked out from behind Latis, then walked step by step to the table, looking across it at Uroda:
"What role did you play in the fall of Herod City?"
Uroda took a deep breath, suddenly calming down. He looked at Artemis and chuckled.
"I'm just a participant in this division. Some people want to wipe us out, so I can also get a share. That's all I did. If you were in my shoes, you would have done the same."
Artemis's eyes flashed, she nodded, and continued to ask:
"Who leaked the whereabouts of my remaining clansmen?"
“There are too many.” Uroda shook his head coldly. “Innkeepers, hunters on the go, mercenaries with bounties, and even I, a second-circle mage, know that magic can know everything. The elves are no longer the prosperous race they were decades ago. All the fallen floating islands will face this fate, even if you were once revered by humans, you will not be an exception now.”
A glimmer of light returned to Artemis's eyes. After a long silence, she asked:
"Are there any of my people still alive in Dragonhorn Territory?"
“No more.” Uroda chuckled twice. “Probably none left in the entire Norard, or even in the entire Atlantic! You were just someone I kept for my own use.”
Artemis closed her eyes, then calmly opened them and said:
"You go."
The appraisal skill had already given her the answer; she no longer needed to waste time on these nobody. Artemis silently vowed: she would find the mastermind behind all this and give them a taste of their own medicine!
[Fourth Ring Spell - Banish]
The sudden warning made Latis immediately look at the man hidden in the shadows. A dim light emanated from the man's hands, which were clasped behind his back. Latis frowned and thought to himself:
"You sneaky bastard, you haven't given up your evil intentions, you still want to ambush me!"
【Demon Samurai (Aceby) #Online】
Latis sighed and, amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, spread his arms to block Ateliers.
"Boy, take this banishment spell!" As if in response to Latis, the demon servant unleashed the spell the moment Latis opened his arms.
The dark halo flew through the air at high speed, and just before it struck Latis's chest, it lost its focus and dissipated into a cloud of unclaimed magical energy.
"Hahahaha! So what if you're so great? You're still no match for me..."
"By what?" Latis patted his chest, his muscular pectoral muscles jiggle.