Haroon

"Fire Bomb!"

"Wind Sphere!"

"Flame Exploration!"

"Magic Power Missile!"

"Firesphere!"

Serpa, Murray, Schiff, Bernhard and Molbot were able to locate the Black Wizard's hideout and launch a magical attack on each of them.

The magic attacks of the 6 Circle Wizards were just like the magic attacks of the 4 Circles, but the power that followed the staggering was enormous.

Boom, boom, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hrrrrrrr!

A huge explosion and flame erupted from the place where the magic attack was launched.

When Serpa smiles, who thought the magic circle would be broken, Taniella shouts.

"Wrong! The sorcerers are stopping the attack like a barrier."

The self-absorbed Serpas and wizards take a closer look at the exact location of the magical attack.

"Yikes!"

Just like Taniella said. Even the Five Federated Magic Assaults did not break the Black Magic Clan.

But the magical attacks shattered all five of the skeletons around them.

Four of the five places were occupied by wizards dressed in black robes suspected of being Black Wizards, but they didn't seem to have suffered much damage.

The skeletons that had been shattered were already tangled together.

"Damn it!"

The sorcerers, including Serpas, look distorted as if they had eaten what they wrote.

I didn't believe it was a sorcerer who prevented the simultaneous magical attacks by the five masters, but it was definitely true.

If the enchantments were broken or the Black Wizards were shocked, the skeletons would be weakened or summoned back, and nothing would change.

Rather, the number of skeleton knights increased, and the decapitated and severed bones began to stick together again.

"We'll take turns this time."

Taniella and Mirus, who were standing by, intervene.

It could have been rude, but the situation was not so simple.

The strength of knights and mana is not infinite. I had to deal with the Black Wizards who were making up the Wizards as soon as possible.

Malboats and shifts fade back to a pale face.

Taniella begins to chant. The same was true of the other wizards.

Preparing the most powerful magic in this situation with a stiff face.

"The Reverse Pentagon type. There's no point in attacking five places at once, death."

Taniera watches the battlefield through Mirus's eyes, not chanting a spell.

I saw the outline of the invisible sorcerer before. It seems that Serpa and others were not hit at all.

"Is that even possible?"

Taniella and the other wizards open their mouths rather than chanting the spell.

The magical size of the inverted mesh in their eyes was over 100 meters long.

In four out of five points, a faint black figure appeared, and no one saw anything.

"I believe you have the finest manna stones in one of the Black Wizards, brother. And the Magic Guild is amazingly composed of mythril powder."

As Myrus said, you see a subtle, shiny silver line on the ground.

"Bastards! How dare you use Misrell Powder like that!"

To draw such a size magic with mythril dust, a minimum of ten mythril bars would suffice. I couldn't help but admire the unimaginable volume.

"What's the vector?"

"It's not someone's blood. You must have used the blood of those zombie mercenaries."

I will.

Drawing enchantments with only Mythril Powder can damage them in the midst of such fierce battles.

We have to add something else to the ground, and if this is the inverse mesmeric magician, he must have used blood.

They are one of those who do all sorts of things for magic experiments, but at least they don't treat life with carelessness.

However, they sacrificed their innocent lives for this sorcerer. To draw such a huge enchantment, at least ten or more mercenaries would have drawn blood alive.

A flame rises from Taniella's eyes toward the Black Wizards who make up the enchanted faction.

"Let's do it!"

"Very well! Then I'll take the upper room, you take the left, Murray the right, Bernard the left and the left, and Mirus the right. Five-circle attack magic. Don't forget to hit your mark."

The five wizards settle down and begin to cast their magic spells as Serpa determines their attack points.

Dylan gives the crew a position in case there's an attack, and moves forward.

"We're going in."

The body of Illum and the two knights trembled. Though I did not become a sea of blood, I was bursting with speculation to watch the battlefield that was much more fierce than that.

"Wait a moment. Let's watch the situation after the Wizards attack."

Dylan shakes his head. Since the commander was on the battlefield, he couldn't help but think about the situation.

They are the ones who dare to challenge the Temple of Light even though they are polar.

Even if it's a magic four-circle attack, what's the damage? If I didn't see it, I couldn't be confident that it would collapse with an attack spell of about five circles.

"You have no authority to give us orders!"

Millthread's blood boils and he can't stand it.

I wanted to jump down the hill and crush those skeletons all I wanted.

"How rude of a man to be a commander and not a commander. Get out of my way!"

A town with a decent look.

No matter how long he pulled out his sword, his shoulders were filled with strength and his face was reddened.

You're not doing well with speculation.

"Yes! We'll get rid of those bones. The nobles are in trouble. I can't just stand by and watch. If the mercenaries aren't good enough, just watch what we do."

Ilum, who admired the distance between the two, frowned, but did not stop him.

I knew Dylan was a beginner to the Sword Master, but I knew he was boiling blood as well as his henchmen.

"Go!"

The thunderous sounds of Dylan make the body of Millthreads and Town pause momentarily.

Suddenly, my body froze. Their eyes suddenly turned toward Dylan's sword, rising with an error blade over a meter in length.

"What a pain in the ass! You are only allowed to accompany us on our journey for contact and confirmation. How will you take responsibility if your actions discriminate? How the hell did you get into the Imperial Kingsguard? Moreover, the subject of this journey is our gale mercenaries. If you want to behave like that, go back now!"

It was not loud, but his body was trembling thinly.

I was shocked for those who didn't expect the old man to be the Sword Master, who were neither the commander nor the commander of this gale mercenary force.

"Oh, come on, Blade!"

The one who was more shocked than anyone was Illum.

Illum, who had already seen Dylan before, saw the Sword at the time and knew that he was the Sword Master, but could not have guessed that he was an intermediate Sword Master.

The information from the Imperial Intelligence Guild was completely rubbish that only the spawners of the Imperial Intelligence Guild had acquired.

'Dammit! Nothing's been properly investigated. A mercenary, a mid-level Sword Master! You monster. "

Illum's gaze did not realize that it would fall from the blade of the orb, which was spilling a shimmering light.

Dylan's error blades were sharp and exactly the same shape as his own, although they were of the same severity but could hardly compare to the shape of the sword itself.

Judging by the shape and length of the blade, it was at least the upper line compared to itself.

'As a mercenary, my combat experience will not fail me.'

I escaped from the Knights' hands in front of Illuminum. In their heads, Empress Evelyn reminded them of the godly words.

- Remember, the Gust Mercenaries are not ordinary mercenaries. His skills and abilities are not all that unusual. Maybe there's more behind it. So don't be impure, don't step up, act according to their instructions, and check their reality and skills. All you have to do is accompany them and stand up when they ask.

'Dammit! You didn't just say that. One man is a mid-level Sword Master. Moreover, those old men are six-circle mados who belong to the crown prince, and those men who are commanders and commanders fly like birds.........'

The power comes out of Millthread's eyes. I couldn't resist Dylan because I had no reason and I was pushed.

It seemed like I had only been accompanying them for a few days and had a glimpse of the existence of a storm trooper that I had no idea about.

Meanwhile, the five wizards' spells were concluded.

"Thunderbolt!"

"Giga Lightning!"

"Flame Night!"

"Magic Power Missile!"

"Fire Tornado!"

All I could hear was the terrifying 5 circle attack magic flying in five directions.

Boom! Boom!

Support!

Hrrrrrrr!

Explosions, electric shocks, and blazing fires erupt almost simultaneously in five places.

The eyes of the people turned to the battlefield. Instantly, the skeletons' movements cease. The silver swords of Harun, Tino and the warriors' weapons and paladins danced spectacularly towards the stone-hardened skeletons.

"Did you smash it?"

The muttering Myrus' buys begin to move vigorously again as the skeletons begin to twist slightly.

"Damn it!"

Serpa's mouth flutters with profanity. The sorcerer was hit to some extent, but he was still intact. Rather, the broken skeletons were generating faster than ever before, whether they were pulling up more magic.

"What are you going to do?"

Serpa asks Taniella.

It was the same Madosa feud, so I had to be careful. Moreover, they were not only wizards who lived and researched like they did in the tower, but also became masters after their hard work.

"Can you work your magic in this circle?"

Serpa shakes his head, shaking helplessly as he looks at his colleagues. He casts magic from 4 and 5 circles, but the magic of 6 circles is not enough.

I don't know about myself, but for the two people who are on the verge of just Bigginer, I don't know about the magic of the five circles, but I don't know about the magic of the five circles.

'But how can he not feel like that?'

Taniella and I are doing the same five-circle magic and doing the same new thing we always do. Serpa's eyes shake steadily as he looks at his face.

There was no sign of fatigue on their faces; even in six circles, Madosa can only conjure two or three times, usually in its sub-circles. That tells us that they are above themselves.

"Let's leave it to our commander. We should know the situation by now."

"............. Got it."

Serpa, who was surprised for a moment, nods, looking away at the spectacular movements of the squadron commander.

But I didn't expect him to do what the five Six Circle Wizards couldn't. I just hope that the same mado trusts me firmly.

Harun understands that things are not going as well as Taniella thought. Harun was able to afford to pay attention to the group's conversations, even though he was inside the enchanted camp.

"You have to destroy five at once. '

Harun was well aware that the magical attack had just not occurred at the same time as it appeared.

I don't know if it was up there, but I could feel the difference thanks to being relatively close. They cast their magic at the same time, but there was some difference in reaching the strike point in the five directions.

'Good! Let's give it a try.'

I was just about to throw a battle. The light disappeared from Tino's sword one day.

Warriors also draw out all the power of their horses and now wield their weapons with pure strength.

'More urgent that way.'

The paladins' spacing was much denser than the first time I saw them. It's shrunk to the point where the shoulders touch. Many paladins were bloody.

I don't know how long I've been fighting skeletons, but I'm pretty sure they're gonna collapse any minute now.

Harun's mind is made up of Mana.

Hrrr.

The day of the destruction brings out more and more errors.

The blade seems to have doubled in size in no time. The smashing begins to move swiftly from place to place, sending a wave of swords around.

As the rotation accelerates, the wave of the sword becomes larger and higher.

"The Sword Big Wave!"

Grrrrrrr!

Glug! Glug!

The skeletons surrounding Harun try to retreat with a strange sound, but the waves of their swords quickly swept away like powder.

The eyes of the watchers on the hill widen. I saw a lot of swords swirling out like waves, and almost five kilometers of space appeared around Harun at the crack of the shovel.

"What kind of sword is that?"

"Fantastic."

The knights who were under Dylan's thumb were stunned again by the day's work. I had never seen a bay so ignorantly injected into a sword to make such a massive sword, but the sword spread with it was not unusual.

"How big is Mana Yang..."

What is the most important thing in Exports to make sure you inject the most appropriate Mana? The well-known knights could not comprehend Harun's actions.

He couldn't figure out how to launch Mana explosively at once like that.

"Thyat!"

Harun's new stature, which was everyone's gaze, jumped into the air at the same moment as the gassing that caused a violent pulse in the atmosphere.

Harun's body, which had jumped almost 6 meters or more, stopped for a moment.

Harun's will, a memorial belt, came out of his shirt. His left hand moves five times in a row, flying in five directions, as if something had been done by the wizards before.

The Dagger of Flame, Dark Secretary, Kindzal of Dusk, Blitz Dagger, and Volkawim Bon Dagger were thrown into the pitch skill. Harun sends his will to the Four Spirits and the Bitch just before they throw it.

- Everyone, please!

- Don't worry, buddy.

- Just trust us.

- Punctual. Punctual.

- Don't worry, Master!

Even though I timed the target with my pitch skills, I asked the spirits and bitches to do it as much as I needed to.

Spirits will be able to time it precisely.

Knng! Knng! Kaaak! Glug!

At the same time, a suppressed scream erupts from all four directions. After a while, the crazy skeletons harden like a statue, and the foggy vision brightens.

One of the paladins, who was gathering blood at his mouth, glances at the rusted sword that stopped right in front of his neck with a blurred eye and blinks.

The eyes of the people were all scattered in five directions.

"Huff!"

The five points of inverted permanence were definitively visible one day.

'That's unexpected.'

Taniella thought that one of the five places would be the best Manasik. It was because they could not detect traces of life in one place.

Suddenly, there was a black wizard in a gray robe.

'One of them is skilled enough to hide himself by magic, but he didn't scream.'

In the five places, those wearing black robes stagger, holding the screamers through their necks.

Then one of them began to burn vigorously, and the other one began to crumble in a seething brain warfare.

One of them turns his skin black like a robe and melts away. The other falls down, trying to relieve the throat of the scepter.

The last one hollers, screaming at the skeleton-like face of a skeleton through the hood, but you hear nothing.

But Harun was reading the sound in the shape of his mouth.

"You can't do this! My Mana, the Dark Mana, is being sucked in! No!"

The hoarse of the Dark Wizard's glittering eyes suddenly revitalizes me and collapses powerlessly. The secret to piercing his neck was the dark secret to absorb the blood of the target.

- Good work, everyone!

The moment Harun's will rose, the five masters flew towards him like birds flying to his house. Harun grabs the master master with his bare hands and plugs it into the memorize belt one by one.

They see it, but they don't say anything for a while. It was too unrealistic. It seemed like a living creature, so I couldn't admit what I saw for myself, so I panicked for a while.

The first one to move was Taniella.

"That's our commander! Let's take a look at the Black Wizard."

"Brother, let's go together."

Delu chases Taniella down the hill. After a long time of their movement, Serpa takes a long sigh and begins to move.

At that time, all the storm troopers had already gone down. Only they and the people sent from the Imperial Court remain on the hill.

"Deo, what the hell was that you just saw, Master? You didn't kill the Black Wizards with five of them, did you?"

At last, Serpa was unable to answer Frost's sober questions.

He still couldn't feel the reality of what he saw. But there was something definite.

the Temple of Light, the Temples and the Madosas of Six Circles.

"Gust…… what the hell are you? They're just mercenaries? Are the mercenaries even hit?"

Someone's soliloquy has made everyone's minds wander the hills for a while.

The skeletons turn into useless bones when the sorcerers lose their power. Only rusty armor and weapons I had worn in my life could show me how I had just moved.

"Let's get up the hill first."

The scene with the bones was really terrible. Even more so if it had just moved before. As Harun said, people moved up the hill.

On the contrary, there were those who acted in the opposite direction.

"Oh, my God!"

"This is all money."

Taniella and Mirus check the mark of the enchantment, while Mythril dust is in their sacks with the dirt. Now, the interpretation of the grimoire is crazy, but once it's done, they'll have to do a whole bunch of experiments, which are essential experimental materials for the Go-Circle Mados.

"I knew it! You've covered it with Mythril Powder and Manassite."

"Excellent Mana Seok! That's how powerful the sorcerer was."

The two of them recovered the mannequins planted at each intersection of the wire. Misrills were also precious, but there were also dozens of senior Manassites.

Harun climbs up the hill while Taniella and Myrus look through the enchantment, picking up the materials for his hard work.

"Well done."

Dylan, who was waiting at the bottom of the hill.

"You've done well. He was on top, so I was able to use my strength all I wanted."

Harun is sorry he only had to escort Dylan, the Sword Master, but Dylan is an unmindful vessel.

Behind him, Serpa and his wizards, Illum and knights were looking up to him in reverence.

"Commander, well done."

"Well done."

Serpa and Shiv's words are unexpected. I was fortunate that they were not arrogant people, but being polite to themselves was an act that had never been done before.

"No. First, there were two powerful magical attacks that made it easy to deal with weary, distracted people. I think I was careless or blindfolded by the Guardians, so I couldn't prepare."

Those who heard Harun thought it might be so. In fact, he could not believe that the master master was more powerful than the magic of the five circles. Even so, nothing surprising or admirable disappeared.

"Still, I found traces of dark magic easier than I thought. Now we just need to find the whereabouts of the investigators."

Harun gives Serpa a nod. The evidence is clear that the Black Wizards are back in the world. Frost, Serpa's apprentice, has stored all the scenes in the crystal chamber, so the primary objective is complete.

"You found the evidence too soon. That's a relief. This will allow the horses to act quickly. I believe the second objective will be fulfilled."

"May I have a look at the Black Wizards?" "

Both wizards' attitudes became more respectful.

"Yes, please."

It wasn't actually Harun's permission, but because of the stature he had just shown, Serpa unconsciously made him master of the work.

With Harun's permission, the wizards and Imperial Wizards dispatched from the Horse Tower rushed to Taniella and Myrus, who carefully examined the enchantment.

"We wanted to help, but I'm sorry we couldn't."

Illum stepped forward with a slight look on his face.

"You're welcome. You're supposed to be protecting us, so don't move. We may need to lend a hand to some openers in the near future. Until then, leave it to us."

"I look forward to it."

Illum received Harun's words in a respectful manner. Even after the first encounter, Harun and the squadron ignored him for some time, but not anymore.

"Commander, let's settle down here."

"Yes, commander. I'll be ready."

Tino began preparing for his stay by looking for flat ground just down the hill, opposite the invisible hill.

However, until yesterday, the knights dispatched from the Imperial Palace began to help Tino strike the tent. Tino's attitude towards Tino was also as respectful as hers was towards Harun, so Tino's gaze was strange.

With the help of six knights, Tino's accustomed hands, the work on building the barracks was quick. The wizards return between Donnes and Marie to prepare a meal, with long tails hanging behind them. It was the priests and the paladins.

A handsome young man, who looked like a woman, stepped forward.

"Nice to meet you. It's called Leah's Servant Yeehem."

"It's nice to meet nobles here, too. This is Haroon of the Storm Mercenaries."

A strange light flashes from the eyes of the people of the temple who heard the name of the storm troopers.

A young man named Yeheem had black hair with clear, blue eyes like the autumn sky, and I liked every action because it was full of vitality and clear energy.

"These are the people who take Leah with me."

Yerim introduced each of the salmas behind him. There were twenty-five of them, twenty-five paladins.

The synagogue, including him, was five, three of whom were old, and the other one was a woman with white skin like snow and beautiful features like a goddess.

"I'm Irian. Leah led us here, saying that we're worried, but we won't have any trouble, and she allowed us to connect with famous heroes here. Thank you for saving us."

Irian's words were as clear and clear as the sound of birds in the deep mountains that he heard in the morning.

"You're welcome. It's too much for a little effort. Please take a seat over here. Donnie, I need a car."

Harun leads them to a large tent. Tino quickly struck a large tent where 15 people could enter in case of this situation.

The eyes of the synagogues and the paladin entering the tent grew wide. Inside the tent was a soft, fluffy carpet that lifted up to the ankle. As Harun guides them, they quickly feel the effects of the carpet.

"Oh! This?"

Yerim showed interest immediately.

"It's made from the hide of a horse's hide in the Devil Mountains."

Although it was a quilted style made with a slope, it was a carpet that couldn't find any traces of energy, as though it had originally come from one of the Tarim Workshops.

Irian was touching his palm on the floor several times, especially if he liked the wrist.

"What a gale mercenary. So it wasn't just Hookran who was the storm trooper, it was the Devil Mountain hawk, which had been forbidden to Humans."

In her words, the priests and paladins were astonished, as were the figures of the tower and the imperial people. He told us that he is that skilled at making long known places where humans are forbidden to enter and enter as if they were rooms.

"Haha! Not often."

Unlike Harun, who had some misunderstandings but could not explain them in a sentence, the eyes of the High Priestesses and the subsequent Horse Tower Wizards and Imperial Knights grew again.

They also slept on this carpet for several days, but they didn't realize that this was an ingredient of fur made from Devil Mountain horseshoes called the land of the monstrous demons.

"Even the Devil's Land, the Devil's Land, has reached the foot of the Storm Mercenaries. I was so flattered."

Harun's face flushes slightly. The Aka warriors outside will snore when they hear it.

Henny and Marie quickly bring in the boiled Omi Tea.

To Be Continued