Wizard: I brought the wrong system

When the carriage drove again to Laner Village, it was noon the next day.

Having not slept for two whole days, and still running around and fighting, coupled with the violent ups and downs in his emotions, after a short rest, Yarrow's sleepiness began to rise continuously.

He forced himself to take some food from the space ring and ate it hastily, and then changed the white deer to the deer cart that screamed 'Yo Yo'.

"Don't worry, she is evolving now, take us to the territory of the dryad, the dryad should be able to help her."

The elk was psychic, and after Yaluo appeased and explained, he dragged the wooden cart autonomously and quickly fled into the jungle.

In the jungle, the elks know the route even if something happens to Biaro, and the elks will warn them.

Holding the wide scabbard in his arms, Yarrow quickly dozed off as the wooden cart continued to sway.

……

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

"Please come in."

In the plain room, the old woman raised her head, pushed her monocle to identify the person coming, and said calmly:

"It's little Claire, what are you going to say to me this time? Is there another nobleman who has escaped secretly? Or has some city gate been breached?"

"My lord countess, Scarlow City has a tall wall. Even if they have many knights, it is impossible to break through it in a short period of time. As long as it continues, they will not be able to bear the huge casualties sooner or later, and eventually retreat."

The tall and tall Baron Clare, wearing armor full of sword marks, has a wolfish aura that has not yet dissipated, and his dark face is still respectful.

Countess Ilinda sighed softly, shook her head and said, "There are some things you don't know, so... hey, forget it, tell me why you came, and if you have nothing to do, think about your own retreat."

"Retreat..." Baron Claire hesitated for a moment, looked up at the calm old woman, and summoned up his courage, "Master Ilinda, I have received some news, um... it should be considered good news."

"Is it related to retreat?"

Countess Ilinda lowered her monocle and nodded to Baron Claire, "Tell me."

"There was a fire at the Viscount Cory's Mansion, and the guards guarding Perrin Castle disappeared inexplicably. The Viscount Land has fallen into chaos. Can we..." Baron Claire looked at the old woman who was not happy or angry, and said the following words one by one. Spit out, "Occupy it?"

"I may know more about this matter than you do," Countess Ilinda said, pushing the letter paper on the table forward, "You should take a look too."

After glancing at the letter paper on the table, Claire raised his head in surprise, "That wizard? Is he so strong?"

Tuk Tuk!

Countess Ilinda tapped the table with her pale fingers, "The key is that he can fly! This is a proof of a powerful wizard! Claire, you are such a lucky little guy."

"Good luck?" Baron Claire paused, "Master Ilinda, don't you think...is this also your good luck?"

Countess Ilinda's vicissitudes of face revealed a bitter smile, "Little Claire, there are too many things...you don't know."

"No! Lord Ilinda, I know!" Baron Claire said with a serious face, "I know that in the face of the invasion of the San Fernando Empire, the Llanelli Kingdom did not give us any support, even a grain, a Soldier!"

"I know that almost at the same time, a strange incident similar to Perrin Castle occurred in the border area around the Earldom!"

"I know that other nobles in the kingdom even sent a large number of soldiers to their borders as if defending an enemy country!"

"I know that the San Fernando Empire only invades our territory, and has not invaded the surrounding area at all!"

Baron Claire looked at the old woman in front of him without fear, "Master Ilinda, do you know how the nobles of the counties discussed it in private?"

"Huh?" Countess Ilinda snorted lightly, noncommittal.

Baron Claire repeated in a deep voice: "They said, 'The Earl's Territory is a wheat cake kneaded into a ball by the Llanelli Kingdom. It is a gift to the overlord country. We are the stinky cheese in this wheat cake. significance!'"

"It's not too wrong," Countess Ilinda not only did not deny, but added, "We can't be regarded as stinky cheese, but we should also be regarded as cheese. Perhaps, these people are part of the gift."

"Is this true?" Baron Claire, who was unwavering in facing multiple knights many times, finally changed his expression.

"I only found out not long ago." Countess Ilinda's transparent eyes flickered slightly, and a desperate wry smile appeared on her vicissitudes of life. "She told me just before the royal wizard left."

"We... including all the people, will be the feast of this carnival!"

"It's just an appetizer now. After a while, a large number of wizards will take action. At that time..."

"He...hehe!"

Countess Ilinda clutched the letter paper on the table tightly, and veins popped up on her pale arms.

Baron Claire took a step forward and said anxiously: "My lord! Then we have to go!"

In the past, Claire looked down on wizards, but now, he no longer has that ignorant view.

"Go? I can't go," Countess Ilinda looked up at Baron Claire, "I am an excuse for them to send troops, and I, as well as the Earl, must be buried together in this ridiculous banquet, and all this will happen. The end... the end for now."

Baron Claire's face was ugly: "My lord..."

"Okay, I've lived for so long, and I've lived enough," Countess Ilinda raised her hand to interrupt, "I won't leave, and I won't succumb to the darkness."

"Little Claire, I hope you can complete the last task I gave...or request."

Facing those steadfast eyes, Baron Kral hesitated for a moment, and finally bowed his head respectfully, "My lord... tell me!"

"With the hope of the county—leave here."

……

"You mean, you don't know what the white deer will become?"

Yarrow frowned, he didn't expect that the first news he heard when he woke up was so bad.

A few elk pulling carts screamed anxiously beside them.

The oak tree trembled slightly, and the top of the tree rustled, as if nodding, "Yes, I am very grateful to you for bringing my people here, but I really have no good way."

Yarrow caressed a few elks, raised his head and asked puzzledly: "Can't the true blood of the blood bat be suppressed by instilling natural magic power continuously? As long as the white deer can pass through the metamorphosis period safely, then it will be fine." ?"

"A powerful wizard, I am amazed by your insight."

The attitude of the tree demon at this time is much better than before. It continued: "..."