Chapter 184 A False Alarm
"What is that?"
A man in the middle of the knight team looked at the sky and asked with some confusion.
He and the two people next to him were very conspicuous in the team. While the entire knight team was wearing heavy black armor, the three of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, which made them stand out.
The other two also looked up upon hearing this and squinted their eyes to take a look.
“It should be a big bird. It’s getting close to the mountain range. There are a lot of monsters there.
Lord Lamert, please shoot it down for me. It will be very prestigious if you bring it back."
A warrior in heavy black armor in front of them looked up and shook his head.
"Your Highness Hott, it's too high, and even the bow and arrow can't reach it."
"That's such a pity. Otherwise, if I could bring it back to give to my father, he would definitely be very happy."
The man in fancy clothes, that is, Hott, showed a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he did not show it and his face was still full of smiles.
At this time, a man in fancy clothes next to him said with a slightly complaining tone.
"Your Highness, why do you think the Marquis wants us to learn magic in person? Does he want us to learn from those commoners who are disrespectful to their superiors?
Wouldn't it be better for the projectors to deliver it themselves? How dare he not give it to them?"
"I'm not sure, but I heard that Earl Red Maple was killed by them, so they should be quite powerful."
“Humph, so what if you have some strength? If a commoner dares to kill a noble, the entire clan should be killed.
It was an honor for him that the Marquis had the mercy to spare his life and that he valued this profession.
And he was even pardoned and made an earl..."
The man in fancy clothes said this proudly, but his eyes were full of jealousy.
"It's just a profession that I don't know where I learned. Does the Earl deserve it?"
At this moment, an idea flashed through his mind, and after speculating for a moment, he said cautiously.
"Your Highness Hott, I think the Marquis really values the new profession of mage, and he probably doesn't care about the projector who committed the crime.
How about we just take him in as a slave and ask him to teach us how to change his job?
And from then on, the name of Red Maple City was simply Morse, or Hot.
I think the Marquis will appreciate Your Highness even more this way, right?
Directly take the second richest and most prosperous city in the entire kingdom into the family, and if His Highness controls Red Maple City, then in the future..."
Holt's eyes sparkled when he heard this.
"But I heard that projectors are very stubborn and would rather die than surrender?"
The man in fancy clothes next to him chuckled softly.
"Hey, they would rather die than surrender because they are not afraid of death and will not die.
We just need to capture his relatives and not kill them, but put them in a dungeon.
Send him a finger or a toe from time to time, take care of his healing, make sure he doesn't die, and don't let his relatives commit suicide, then how can he not be obedient?
The person who killed Earl Red Maple can only kneel humbly before His Highness. The mage's job change is yours, and Red Maple City... is also yours. If you take all three back, will His Highness still be dissatisfied?
Would he still be dissatisfied if he made this insubordinate projector kneel before the Marquis?"
Holt's eyes were gradually filled with greed, and he nodded.
"Then don't act rashly. Capture the relatives of that pariah first."
While they were discussing, no one noticed a large bird quietly landing in the distance.
Mo Lan quietly hid on the side of the road in front of them, a hundred meters away from the road, and carefully used a trace of mental power to explore.
When the knight team approached, Mo Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully explored with his mental power. In the process, he deliberately bypassed the people in the front and middle of the team, and explored bit by bit from the outside and from the back.
The mental power spread slowly, and nothing unusual happened to the entire knight team .
These warriors didn't feel Mo Lan's mental power at all.
With their perception, if Mo Lan enveloped them with his mental power, they might be able to sense it. If Mo Lan mobilized the elements, they might also be able to feel it. Unfortunately, Mo Lan did not do that, and even deliberately suppressed the fluctuations of his mental power.
Mages are experts in using mental power, and Mo Lan is an expert among experts. He also avoided powerful warriors who might appear in the front and middle, so they naturally could not discover him.
Mo Lan sensed everything bit by bit, trying not to miss any detail.
Mo Lan's heart sank when he first felt the momentum of the entire team.
Because the momentum is exactly the same, as if they are one, as if this is really a whole order of knights.
This discovery made Mo Lan's expression serious, but he still felt something was wrong. He did not give up and investigated carefully.
Little by little, after checking the knights on both sides, Mo Lan suddenly discovered something.
“It doesn’t seem quite the same?”
Mo Lan was somewhat surprised, and the subsequent investigation directly verified this.
After being completely sure of his discovery, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his mental strength, and stayed quietly where he was, waiting for the knights to pass.
After they walked away, Mo Lan stood up and walked away with a relaxed smile on his face.
He turned around, found his hang glider, and ran with it, but after a few attempts it still didn't fly.
In desperation, Mo Lan gave up the idea of relying on his own manpower to take off. He performed several consecutive hurricane techniques while running, and his hang glider drew a graceful curve and rushed into the sky.
Mo Lan landed gracefully in front of the Mage Tower, while Zou Peng was squatting there, seemingly still in an autistic state.
"Hmm???, Zou Peng, I've been gone for such a long time, are you still autistic?
If you want a hang glider, then go to Eternal Blazing Sun and buy one. Become a part-time mage and you will be almost up to the first ring standard.
Since you rely on your own training to become a warrior, you don't need to use the free attribute points. You can just put them on intelligence. I suffered a loss then, so don't waste the free attribute points foolishly.
You can make a part-time mage in just a few minutes. Well, if that doesn't work, I can teach you how to change to an Arcanist . A first-level Arcanist is enough for you to take off with the help of Gale Spell.
Although it will still fall, but after dying twenty or thirty times it should be able to fly.
As for the free attribute points, your warrior advancement to elite level should not be related to mental strength...right? Well, at most you just need to spend some time to make up for the empty attribute points, at least you can fly. "
Zou Peng was a little doubtful of himself and shook his head when he heard Mo Lan's words.
"It's not because of this autism, it's because of another thing... Oh, I also want a hang glider. These free attribute points are useless. You can teach me how to become an arcanist later."
Mo Lan shrugged and squatted beside him.
"Then why are you doubting your life?"
"Tell me about your investigation results first."
"Good news, just as I guessed before, this is not a Hundred-Man Knight Order. The highly similar aura is because these 100 people are being trained to become a Hundred-Man Knight Order.
But so far there has been no success, just two very similar groups of fifty knights.
Although still very strong, it is only at the middle level of the second ring, but it is still good enough. "
