Ke tried his best to explore the place where the female mage Roman was guided by [although his mental power was strong, he was still not as good as a third-level mage, so he did not feel the existence of the enemy there. However, he did not give up on the detection of mental power, but continued to pay attention so that he could discover them as soon as possible when the enemy appeared.

Master Roman kept telling Shaoke and the situation she was detecting, and asked his companions to prepare. However, after waiting for a while, the female mage said with a puzzled look: "Strange, why did they retreat? Could it be..." Before the female mage finished speaking, she found that new information was uploaded from the magic props she carried with her.

After the mage team of the Desas Empire disappeared from the spiritual detection range of the Roman Mage, she took out the prop and checked it. "It's a very good news, but I think some of you may not want to hear it." The female mage looked at her companions who were tense with a smile on her face, ready to fight against the enemy.

"The military headquarters has issued an order, and our mission is over this time." Master Roman looked at the mages with confusion and had to add again: "We will never have to go to this canyon to fight against the mages of the Desas Empire. The battle between the mages has ended." He said, taking a deep breath, waving his staff and then said: "We must go back and go back as fast as possible. We need a good rest for a while. It is best to go to the tavern to have some wine."

"Stop the battle?" Shaoke looked at the female mage in surprise. Although he didn't know why the military headquarters stopped fighting at this time, he still suppressed the doubts in his heart. He knew that the military headquarters would give them a detailed explanation after he returned.

Although the mages were all surprised, whether they wanted to end the war soon or they did not want to end the battle, they still followed her to the rear after hearing the military orders conveyed by Master Roman, at least they did not have the courage to pursue the enemy mages who retreated alone.

The atmosphere of the team along the way was not active because of the sudden news of the war, but everyone was thinking about different things.

Shaoke pulled off the staff on his back and dragged it slowly with the team. He felt as if he had no strength at all, and there was no joy at hearing the end of the war. Instead, a faint feeling of loss filled his heart.

More than two years of field wars have made him accustomed to fighting the enemy every time he wakes up. He wanders between life and death, enjoying the moment when the spells whizz by. After killing a mage, he can feel that he has improved a little more in his magic cultivation and is closer to his target.

"Mage Xueye, don't you give up. You can't give up the battlefield?" A mage suddenly broke the silence. "Actually, I can't give up the battlefield, I don't know why, but I enjoy the feeling of killing the opponent on the battlefield. What about you?"

After hearing what the mage said, the other mages slowed down and turned their heads to look at Shaoke and the mage who turned on the conversation. Shaoke hesitated for a moment and found that Master Roman was also staring at him, waiting for his answer.

"Lost. Lost encircled me." Shaoko slowly expressed his thoughts with a surprised expression from Master Roman. When he finished speaking, he found that the mages around him were looking at him with a strange look.

Some of them couldn't stand this kind of vision, especially the strange vision of Master Roman. This made Shaoke uncomfortably raise his cloak, hoping to use it to block everyone's vision.

The mage smiled friendly at Shaoko. "Since I first killed someone on the battlefield, I have slowly enjoyed this kind of life. Maybe. Maybe I should stay on the battlefield forever." The mage shook his head gently after saying that, and sighed softly and immersed in his own world of thought. In fact, he could not stand the strange gazes of the other companions. Although he had already thought of this situation when he spoke these thoughts.

"Master Snow Night. How could you have this kind of thought?" Master Roman slowed down and moved forward side by side with Shaoko. "You should go back and have a good rest. Otherwise, this state will not benefit you at all." The female mage looked at Shaoko worriedly, hoping that he could follow his advice.

"Yeah!" Shaoke nodded gently. He actually knew that this was because of a long battle. There was a problem in his heart. Maybe just as Master Roman said, you will be fine after a long rest.

At the suggestion of Master Roman, the mages accelerated and finally returned to the fortress a few days later.

Looking at the bloody city walls, the mages cheered softly, but Shaoke and another mage did not join the cheering team. They just sighed secretly, and with extremely complicated moods, they followed the team quickly back to the fortress.

The number of mages in the city was significantly smaller. After the mages said goodbye to each other, they each returned to their own military camps.

Master Roman looked at Shaoko who was a little dazed and reminded softly: "Let's go back too! You should have a good rest.

, I think the military headquarters will notify us in these few days and pay us what we deserve." After saying that, he closed his hair and laughed in a low voice: "Go back and wash up, well! I will wait for you in the tavern tomorrow night."

After parting with Master Roman, Shaoke stood at the barracks and felt his heart empty. Looking at the mages coming and going, with smiles on their faces, Shaoke suddenly felt like a spectator, wandering outside the fortress, silently watching everything happening here.

After returning to his room, he hurriedly washed up and did not sleep and rest according to the advice of the female mage, but instead sat on the bed and meditated.

The light spots representing mental power fill the entire spiritual space. The diamond-shaped magic array constantly absorbs the light spots floating around for purification and tempering. The vortex formed by the drug is also working the same as the executor. Shaoke knew that after a few days of meditation and tempering, his mental power has the ability to impact the third-level promotion in terms of quantity and purity.

The situation of magic space is almost the same as that of spiritual space, but the space is much smaller than that of spiritual space. However, under the influence of the silver light, it still catches up with the space of mages of the same level.

Silver-white purification. The magic array rotates quickly in two spaces. The silver light on the diamond magic array continued to fall, slowly merged into the meditation magic array, speeding up the speed of the magic array, thereby improving the effect of the magic array in disguise. Shaoke sometimes suspected that the ordinary tempered magic array he used now did not need to be much smaller than that of the high-level magic array. In addition, the uninterrupted use of a large number of drugs allowed him to quickly improve his strength under the stimulation of the battle again and again.

After meditating in the middle of the night, Shaoko stopped meditating and began to use sleep to restore energy and physical fatigue.

The next morning, Shaoko had breakfast and took out his "spray record". Now his "spray record" has been divided into two volumes. The first volume was stored by him in a small box in this hut, with someone as thick as an arm.

This time, he used the second volume, and he stuck dozens of homemade velvet paper into this volume. This volume mostly records the casting of spells in recent times, and only has a small amount of experience in reading books.

One square after another, the words slowly jumped out under the purple quill inlaid with mitral silver, and strands of mental power were slowly injected into these words along the quill. Occasionally, Shaoko would write a few ancient magic words with a brush in the blank space to keep the handwriting on these papers preserved.

Shao Ke, who was busy writing, soon forgot the loss caused by the end of the war. When Shao Ke had just connected a piece of paper to the end of the recording scroll, he had just written a few words, and was interrupted by a burst of knocking on the door.

A drop of lamb blood emitting magical fluctuations accidentally fell into the blank space.

Shaoke was a little upset that the visitor interrupted his writing, took some white fine sand and gently spread it on the stain, and said unhappily: "What's the matter?"

The guest who disturbed Shaoke heard the owner's displeasure and knew that he had disturbed the other party's work. He said embarrassedly: "I've disturbed you, Master Xueye, the military department has passed on the caution and asked you to go to the conference hall to attend the meeting, that's now." As he said that, the mage quietly waited outside the door for Shaoke's answer.

Shaoke opened the door and took the scroll of paper handed to him by the mage. He smiled apologetically at the other party, expressed his apology, and thanked him.

After checking the authenticity of the paper roll as before, I received the small box stored in the military command. After checking the stained paper, Shaoke carefully cut it off and stuck it with new paper to facilitate the next writing.

After packing up the items he carried with him, Shaoke put on his cloak and headed towards the courtyard where the military headquarters was located.

It was still the big house. When Shaoke first arrived here, he found some scattered mages walking towards him. It seemed that they had received a notice from the military headquarters. However, he found that these mages were all second-level mages, and there was no third-level mage.

With these questions in mind, Shaoke found an inconspicuous corner in the house and sat down. Soon, a mage who also covered his cloak came to Shaoke. After looking at each other, the two nodded and sat there silently observing the situation around them. Shaoke found that most of these mages were sitting alone, rarely talking to other mages, at most they were nodding to each other as greetings.

As the number of mages coming in decreased, the seventh-level mage slowly walked out in a small gate carrying a stack of paper. Although the mages who arrived here were silent this time, the seventh-level mage still slightly suppressed the mages gathered here with their powerful mental power as before.
Chapter completed!