Chapter 149 Go to the Magic Council with the Boss!

Level 1 little guy?

Is that me?

Gretel raised his head, raised his head, raised his head hard, and couldn't even see even a little bit. He simply lay down on the ground, spread himself out completely, stretched out his limbs - well, he felt comfortable.

Saw it too.

Behind his head, a magic airship - or shuttle, right? - was parked in the void. After all, this thing is quite small, and it is still thousands of miles away from the legendary Zeppelin...

In any case, it was the first flying object Gretel had seen since traveling through time. Not far from the airship cabin door, three magicians stood gracefully. It seemed that they were their saviors.

The leader stood in the void, his robes flying. The man on the left seemed to be stepping on something, and it was flickering. Gretel couldn't see clearly even when he squinted his eyes. As for the man on the right, he was sitting comfortably on a Pegasus, and the Pegasus was beating from time to time. A snort.

Hey, Pegasus!

Gretel's attention was immediately attracted. The Pegasus was the color of snow, and there was not a single speck of color on its soft fur. There was only a circle of rainbow light on its gently flickering wings. Standing quietly in mid-air, looking peaceful and gentle, especially easy to touch.

Gretel's eyes were glued to his eyes. However, on the opposite side, the deputy referee of Lucerne was facing a formidable enemy. With a move from his hand, five warriors on the ground flew into the air and formed a formation around him again:

"Carlisle! Why are you here?!"

"Why can't I come?"

The magician standing in the void took a step forward.

His movements were careless, as if there were transparent steps under his feet, allowing him to step up casually. In the morning light, a golden robe was fluttering in the wind, as if a small sun was hanging in the air.

Taking a step further, Lucerne took one step back, took two steps forward, Lucerne took two steps back, and took a third step. Lucerne turned around, turned around and fled towards the east.

The bright wings of light dragged out long tail flames, and soon they escaped and were no longer visible.

The three magicians slowly fell to the ground. Grete got up from the ground, still a little dizzy, but thanks to the barbarian's help he was able to stand still. The leader, Master Carlisle, looked up and down at Gretel for a long time, his eyes getting brighter and brighter:

"It turns out it's really you! It's not the magic props, but the spell you cast! Not bad, not bad, interesting! - What's your name?"

"Grete Nordmark." Grete quickly announced his name. Master Carlisle said "Hey", raised his head, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"This name is a bit familiar. Where have you heard it?...Who is your teacher?"

"I am studying in the Mage Tower hosted by Master Gehrman in Heartland City." Grete could only answer like this. Carlisle looked up to the sky and thought for a moment:

"Gehrman...? I think I've heard of it. By the way, I remember, Lorenz's apprentice?"

"Yes. ...Master Carlisle, thank you for your help." Gretel found some clues in his questions and bowed to express his thanks. Carlisle waved his hand:

"Hey, I'm not here to save you! The detection crystal saw abnormal fluctuations here. I came over to take a look, and there was someone shamelessly bullying a child. - By the way, why are you here? A level 1 mage like you , you shouldn’t go to the battlefield!”

Gretel smiled bitterly. He wanted to answer everything, but he was exhausted and extremely nervous and his brain was dizzy. Carlisle couldn't help but smile when he saw him swaying unsteadily:

"It's not convenient to talk here. - Come on, get on the airship with me, and we'll talk slowly. Are those two of yours? Come together!"

"There are still people in our team down there -" Grete said anxiously. Master Carlisle said something: "Balin, please take care of it." A knight next to him came out to salute, then turned around and went down. Grete looked after the knight's back, but was poked twice by Captain Barnes, so he could only keep up quickly.

The airship shot through the sky. Everyone sat down and chatted, and then Gretel learned how he was saved:

Master Carlisle is not a local reinforcement, but comes directly from the Magic Council. In the past few days, the Magic Council's airship has been circling in the distance, monitoring the movements of the Lord of Radiance's fleet.

Early this morning, abnormal magic fluctuations were detected on the airship's monitoring screen, and strong magic reactions came one after another. Master Carlisle immediately made the decision and asked the airship to change its course and go around to take a look——

Judging from the time, it was when he was blocked at the top of the mountain and killed four people with three consecutive shots of Burning Hand.

From this point of view, he really saved himself.

"So why did you come here?" Master Carlisle leaned against the porthole and asked again. "You are from Heartland City...shouldn't you be camped opposite?"

Grete could only recount the experiences of the past few days. Master Carlisle clapped his hands and laughed:

"I asked why the ship sank suddenly and made us wait for several days. It turned out to be your fault! - But you were very brave and did a great job!"

Gretel slowly opened his mouth. After racking his brains, he spent the night blowing up ships and blocking the waterway, and then he was chased in the mountains for several days and almost died - but the Archmage of the Magic Council said, "We were kept waiting for several days"?

It turns out that even if he doesn't blow up the ship, is there someone watching this fleet?

Master Carlisle laughed but did not explain. The airship went down the river and slowly headed west. Not long after, Gretel saw the battlefield on the ground——

With the Dove River as the boundary, on the east bank, the Norman Earl's coalition forces have crossed half of the way and are fighting with the Midland County army; on the west bank, half of the army has not crossed the river, and the fleet of the Lord of Glory has gone upstream. , abandon the boat and land on the shore, rush over and kill!

Gretel was lying on the porthole, watching until his whole body became cold. They tried their best to blow up the boats and block the river, and then sent people to notify the main camp. This was what they were afraid of. The army that was halfway across the river was cut off by another new force——

One wonders how much the morale of an army that was half-crossed would be shaken.

In the army below, there are his comrades-in-arms, his colleagues, the soldiers he has personally treated these days, and the priests who study medical skills with him!

Gretel dug at the porthole tightly, wanting to ask Master Carlisle to take action, but he understood that in the face of such a battle, his weight was too light. The airship did not approach the battlefield. It circled far away and turned north. Not long after, another army appeared on the distant horizon.

The ranks were neatly organized and flags were waved. The six-pointed star flag with a dark blue background is flying high, leading in front of each square formation, it is the army of the Magic Council!

"Do you see clearly? I have been waiting for several days and am preparing to take their retreat." Master Carlisle finally stood up. He walked towards the door of the boat, placed his palms on the door, and suddenly turned back and smiled:

"I remembered, you are the boy who developed the new use of [Magic Detection]. I also read your paper - the training plan of the Magic Council. Why don't you go? Follow me after this battle !”