The Grand Arcanist Who Can Travel Through American Comics

Of course Arthur would not explain to the Demacians that he was different from other mages.

In his opinion, with the unique stubbornness in the minds of Demacians, he felt that it would be better for them to have a lasting awe of the mage profession.

The Demacia cavalry who rushed out of the valley mouth were temporarily out of danger. After the bastard Draven was lured away by Fiona's personal adventure, the organization of his subordinates blocked by the valley mouth had been scattered, and they could not resist the morale at all. The explosive cavalry charge

"accelerate"

"accelerate"

"Rush over."

But this moment is not the time to stop.

Through his Endless Eyes, Arthur could see that more than ten kilometers away, an enemy army was marching rapidly from the back of the hills and was about to outflank them.

They must rush out of this valley before this army, otherwise they will still be in danger of being left behind.

"I want one person to be responsible for staying and rescuing Fiona."

Arthur looked at Daji and said.

"Then this person is me"

Daji quickly understood.

"That's right. After you rescue her, you should find an opportunity to take her back to the castle. This shouldn't be a problem for you."

Arthur nodded.

"But why should we save that woman? Wouldn't it be better for everyone if we let her die so stupidly?"

The little witch muttered and was about to leave in response. Then, suddenly, as if she thought of something, she turned around again,

"No, Master"

"Master, are you attracted to this woman?"

oh woman

When has it been?

Arthur cursed angrily,

"Go quickly."

"You don't understand how useful she is."

"If you don't obey me, I'll deal with you when I get back tonight."

Humph, the little maid pouted her mouth in displeasure. She jumped off the horse lightly, spread her wings behind her back, revealing her curvaceous and beautiful figure, gliding against the ground like a bat in the night. , heading towards the valley.

This little witch seems to have been poisoned by romance dramas on Earth. Arthur thought helplessly that if it were in the past, she would never have imagined this.

He looked back and recalculated the situation on the battlefield. Very good. There was still time. The forwards of the cavalry had already crossed a certain distance and were about to break out of the enemy's encirclement.

The leader of the Noxian army a few kilometers away was unknown.

At their speed, they shouldn't be able to catch up with the interception.

Feeling relieved, Arthur slowed down the reins in his hands and let the pony, which he had driven at high speed for a long time, kick it hard a few times.

Poor guy, this was no place for a pony like him.

But he didn't see a general riding on the back of a Noxian-specific beast-taming dragon lizard in the army in the distance, several kilometers away.

This general is a yordle like Arthur's friend Rambo in Zaun. He is thin and small, but his body is covered with unique thick hair and beard. His eyes are red, and the giant yordle's iconic His ears stood on either side of his helmet. In fact, if he wasn't riding a dragon lizard, you wouldn't even be able to spot him among the tall Noxian warriors.

This is so sad.

A tragedy shared by all yordles.

It's just that Arthur's friend Rambo chose to build himself a Gundam puppet robot to relieve this sorrow, but the yordle in front of him chose to ride on a dragon lizard.

However, you have to admit that, riding on the back of a huge dragon lizard, he does not look like a knight, but more like a flea on the giant dragon lizard.

But what no one can imagine is that this thin body contains fighting spirit and strength that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

What you can see is that almost everyone in this army looks at their leader with reverence, this short yordle riding on the back of a dragon lizard.

"Hi Skar"