Spellcasting Heavens

Damn it! Magic! My magic actually...

At this moment, Melrot obviously couldn't care less about the sarcastic person. While covering his bleeding abdomen, he endured the severe pain and tried to release the spell. As a result, he found that the relationship between himself and the energy was completely cut off at some point. .

To be precise, there is a toxin that is constantly flowing in his blood vessels, blocking the resonance between his own magic and energy.

This also means that all destructive spells are now impossible to release.

In desperation, he had no choice but to overdraw his own magic power and shoot out a ball of biting frost energy, forcing Baron Kelanst back two steps as he rushed forward to cut him in half.

Stop struggling, dear President. Haven't you felt it yet? This is the venom gland from the mud worm deep in the great swamp. It can isolate the connection between all living creatures and magical energy. It only takes a little bit. Turning a powerful spellcaster into a waste. Unfortunately, the wine you drank just happened to be quite a lot, enough to ensure that you will not be able to cast even a decent spell within three hours. Iseult hinted with a half-smile.

For some reason, when he saw that the president who had been weighing heavily on him in the past had fallen into this situation, instead of feeling any sympathy or empathy, he felt an inexplicable pleasure.

That's right!

It’s the pleasure!

Although he knew that this was a negative emotion born from jealousy, he still couldn't help but feel very happy, as if he had vented all the resentment that had been squeezed for many years in one breath.

It's you! It's you! Are you plotting against me?

Melrot was finally not too stupid, and he immediately realized the conspiracy behind the whole thing, with strong doubts and confusion in his eyes.

He didn't understand at all why these guys who had no grudges in the past with him would suddenly join forces to do something evil, and they were so vicious when they did it, planning to kill him.

You must know that the atmosphere among nobles in this world has always been open. If anything happens to a married woman, it will not lead to a fight. In some places, noble ladies will even use the number of men they have played with as a measure. Popular standard.

What is interesting is that behind the spread of this trend, the law clearly protects marriage, and husbands have the right to retaliate against men who violate their chess pieces.

This also means that even if Baron Calanster kills Melrot, there will be no legal problems and it is within the scope of reasonableness and legality.

Obviously, from the moment he met the beautiful Mrs. Melissa, he had fallen into a trap carefully set by others, and then quietly drank the poisonous wine while his desire was rising.

That's right! Make us! As for the reason, you are too much in the way and can easily cause accidents in future plans, so we have to get rid of you first. Kerwin calmly raised his glass and took a sip. Dark red wine.

In the way? What are you planning?! Melrot asked loudly through gritted teeth.

Kerwin shook his head slightly: I'm sorry, I can't tell you because the master doesn't allow it. Well, let's stop the boring conversation, Baron, kill him.

As you wish, my lord.

Baron Kelanst stepped forward suddenly, withstood the flames spurted by the opponent, put away his sword, and his head suddenly rolled to the ground with a grunt.

The dazzling blood sprayed several meters high.

Then the headless body fell to the ground with a plop.

It's easier than expected, isn't it? Kerwin's eyes flashed with a strange light.

There is no doubt that he enjoys the feeling of being in charge of life and death, especially when the other party is the president of the spellcaster guild that he once feared.

Iseult said angrily and sarcastically: Of course you are simple! But do you know how difficult it is to get a bottle of mud worm venom glands? I spent a full 25,000 gold coins to buy it from the black market. Now. Now that Mellot is dead, let us begin to fulfill the agreement we made before. From today on, you will be in charge of the army and territory, and we will be in charge of the power of magic, without interfering with each other.

No problem! This is the master's arrangement. I will naturally not disobey his orders, but there is one thing. You must provide magical assistance to my army. After all, it is not easy to go to war with a country. Without magic, just those The monster will certainly not be able to withstand the violent power of the court caster. Kerwin quickly proposed an exchange.

Okay! But don't make too big a move at the beginning. Let's set a smaller goal first, which is to clear the western province. There are sparsely populated areas here, and most of the lords are relatively independent. As long as you move quickly, you can completely defeat the royal family before they can react. It's completely under control. Iseult put forward his own idea.

Good suggestion! I will consider it. Having said this, Kerwin turned around and looked at Kelanst, who was staring at a green prairie above his head. Baron, thank you and your wife for your assistance. I promise that you will get what you want when the official invasion begins. At that time, I will give you an army to personally kill the former enemies and use their blood to Wash away the family’s shame.”

boom!

Baron Calanster slapped his armor hard and knelt down on one knee solemnly: I swear! As long as you can help me complete my revenge, I am willing to be loyal to you for life and will never betray you.

I accept your allegiance! Go ahead and take your wife home. In the next few days, there may be some bloodshed in the city. Please don't get involved for the time being.

clear!

…

Melrot's death meant many things, the most obvious being that after his death the Spellcasters' Guild fell directly into the hands of Iseult and his ilk.

In addition, Kerwin finally took action and began to clean up those guys who refused to surrender to him wholeheartedly one by one.

In less than a week, more than 500 people were publicly executed in this city, and 2,000 people disappeared inexplicably.

He used the most iron-fisted method to integrate all the resources and power in his territory, plus a steady stream of monsters starting from the magic tower and arriving at the outside of the city wall, an army strong enough to sweep across the western provinces was ready to go.

When the change of seasons begins, the city, which has been completely transformed into a war machine, finally reaches out to its nearest neighbor.

Under the cover of night, more than five thousand monsters bypassed the road and advanced along the dense woods. Then, when their opponents were not paying attention, they launched a surprise attack and ushered in their first victory with blood and death.

Kill!

Merciless killing!

In order to ensure effective rule, Kerwin did not leave any noble prisoners at all, and directly killed all his uncle's family, leaving only the young noble women as trophies for himself and his important vassals to enjoy.