Chapter 12 I Guessed What You Guessed
Listening to the flattery of several guards, the spellcaster accepted it without any humility, "So-called battles and wars are just means to achieve one's own [goals]."
"Know what you want, understand what the enemy needs, and then attack ."
"A mage is not a barbarian who can only wield swords, nor is he a sewer rat who studies conspiracies. If a mage needs to fight, then his essence is the same as that of a general. Gain advantages in combat, strategy, and even war, attack the opponent's disadvantages, and ultimately crush and defeat the opponent."
"This is the [Strategic Thinking] of a mage."
Reciting the contents of the textbooks he had taken at the Viana Magic Military Academy, the spellcaster walked towards Mo Cheng step by step. He had already seen that cracks had begun to appear on the black priest's hands and feet, which was proof that he had passed the [Pain-ridden] judgment.
"You used your words to trick us into lowering our guard, giving us the opportunity to get close to me. This shows that you are not sure you can defeat a mage in a head-on battle."
"Your close combat skills are more powerful than your holy light. I almost doubt whether you are a paladin wearing the wrong priest uniform. But your behavior also exposes your weakness. You know nothing about mages."
"You may think that mages are at a disadvantage once someone approaches them, but the warning that mages should avoid being approached has been around for a long time. How can we not study how to deal with it when we really can't avoid being approached?"
"Kill the patrol officer, five points. Deceive, five points. Get close to a wizard, five points. Total score: fifteen points."
Using his cane to prop up Mo Cheng's drooping head, the caster's voice sounded like an examiner's judgment, "If you are lucky enough to be admitted to the strategy class of the Viana Magic Military Academy, your score will be at most fifteen points, which is a failure."
Mo Cheng's body suddenly burst into countless wounds, blood splattered from them, and [Pain] completely erupted, causing his life force to dissipate rapidly like a flood.
“0 points!”
However, Mo Cheng, who shouldn't have continued to speak, actually uttered clear words from his mouth, "In the strategy class exam, you can only get 0 points, expelled!"
"How is this possible?!" The caster couldn't believe it. If the judgment of [Pain] was successful, Mo Cheng couldn't possibly survive.
But things were so impossible. Not only did Mo Cheng survive, but the flying blood was like a wanderer returning home, floating up from the soil and the rock wall against gravity and rushing towards Mo Cheng's wound.
The blood returned, and a breath of deep sea washed over Mo Cheng from head to toe like a bath, and all the wounds healed instantly.
At this moment, the caster saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes with vertical pupils, giving people an invisible pressure. In those eyes, the caster seemed to see a huge creature imprisoned in a volcano in the deep sea.
"you……"
"As a mage, you cannot approach your opponent without protection if you cannot determine that he is dead." Mo Cheng interrupted the caster's question. Mo Cheng's fist blew up the caster's head and life. "Zero points in the strategy class. Expelled from school!"
[Ding, achievement obtained: I can fight back! ]
【Gain 1 skill point.】
Ignoring the system's notification, Mo Cheng did not let go of the three guards who had not yet reacted. The three guards who had not reacted before fell into eternal darkness before they could react this time.
After ensuring that all the enemies were dead, the holy light in Mo Cheng's hand lit up. The pure light destroyed the cell structure of the corpses, turning them into mud and sand and blending into the earth.
As for the remaining things, Mo Cheng simply searched for the presence of coins. Those bows and weapons had the emblem of the Joestar family on them. It was obvious that they were items privately made by the Joestar family themselves.
Mo Cheng broke the bow and weapons, snapped the magic wand, tore the wizard's robe into strips, and even took the Night Owl Ring out of the cave and threw it in all directions.
The weapon has the Joestar family crest on it, but the wizard robe and wand are of average quality, and are rubbish that takes up too much space. The Night Owl Ring is a good item, but Mo Cheng has no use for it, and it is difficult to find a way to sell it.
Regular magic supply stores won't recycle it, and recycling on the black market is prone to price-cutting and being targeted, so it's better to just throw it away to avoid worrying about Viscount Joestar's people finding you with clues.
Throwing the Night Owl Ring outward with force, Mo Cheng said with a sneer, "Everyone knows that when a low-level mage without displacement is approached, his habitual reaction is to force control and kill. It takes a short time to form, has high lethality, and consumes a lot of mana. Basically, once someone approaches you, you have to use up all your mana to switch to another one."
When in [Foreign Land], Mo Cheng, who focused on the dungeon and arena PVP, already understood the subconscious reaction of low-level mages. He used words to trick the opponent into getting close to him, then launched an attack, tricked the opponent into using control skills, and then took a high-damage spell, triggering the critical point of the Siren's shell and releasing the control.
And because of the strong physique given by the dragon bloodline, plus the blood of the berserker is like a spring, the more serious the injury, the stronger the rebound. This directly depletes the mana bar of the caster, and the cloth armor profession without mana is even more fragile than those guards.
"You guessed my reaction, but you didn't know that I knew you guessed my reaction. You probably failed the Mage Strategy class."
Mo Cheng had encountered high-scoring players in the Mage Strategy Course before, and he clearly knew how difficult they were to deal with. But for this spellcaster, Mo Cheng dared to say that his score in the Mage Strategy Course was no more than 30 points.
After dealing with the corpses and the indicative items, Mo Cheng also found a burlap package. This kind of package should not be carried by someone of a spellcaster's status, and a pursuer should not carry unimportant things.
After unwrapping the package, there were some random changes of clothes stuffed in, but they were already stained by the blood that had soaked through the package. There was also a tightly tied, bulging purse and a booklet with a hard paper cover.
And... a human head with wide eyes.
The head was not surprising. Mo Cheng picked it up and looked at it carefully. From the outline, it had many similarities with the white-haired little girl in the cave. They were undoubtedly blood relatives. Combined with the force of the people sent by Viscount Joestar, it was certain that the little girl could live so long because this man risked his life to save the little girl.
"He's a man."
Gently helping the other person close his eyes, Mo Cheng took some time to dig a deep pit and bury the person's head in it.
The pit was dug very deep to ensure that it would not be dug out by wild beasts. This was Mo Cheng's highest respect for the man who protected his family with his life.
