Witch Alchemist

After the call ended, Roy summoned Celine to discuss.

"To resist the rule of wizards and seek power from the outside world?"

Celine was surprised to learn about this.

"For Knightland, the world limit is locked there, and there is no chance of reversal.

It is indeed possible to make a desperate change and choose to do this."

Roy nodded.

"This kind of thing should not be made public. Who are you going to take?" Celine came back to her senses and asked.

"You, and Yanila."

Roy thought about it and said to her.

Celine is someone he trusts, and Yanila is a local horse born and raised in southern Xinjiang.

Such a configuration is enough.

...

Soon after, Roy summoned Yanila and prepared to set off.

Atidiya didn't know what he was going to do, but she couldn't help feeling a little sad: "My lord, aren't you going with me?"

"No, Atidiya, help me take good care of this place. The quarry is an important place. You have to guard it carefully. Do you understand?"

Roy said casually.

Atidiya's mood improved slightly.

But seeing Yanila winking and looking complacent, she couldn't help but feel angry.

"Okay, let's go!"

Roy and Celine turned over and rode on Yanila's back.

She was tall and strong, and her strength was much stronger than Atidiya, so it was easy for her to carry two people at once.

At the beginning, Yanila was still a little uncomfortable, but as expected of a monster with a horse body, her racial talent was stimulated, and she adapted to the state of having someone riding on her back, and ran wildly.

She was also familiar with the way back to the southern border, and she was galloping along the way, and the scenery kept falling behind her.

In just two days, they were far away from the city of Skatu and entered the territory of the southern border barbarians.

On the way, Roy learned about the situation of Kailong, the chief of the Blood Hoof Tribe, through his previous inquiries and the information he asked Yanila.

"This great chief is indeed a great warrior!"

Speaking of this centaur, even Yanila, who is far superior to him, has a lot of respect for him.

"He is of noble birth and has great talent. He awakened the power of his bloodline at the age of 10 and grew to the stage of a senior knight. Then, at the age of 16, he passed the tribal trial and became a great knight...

He has been brave and good at fighting for half his life. He led his tribe to conquer many surrounding tribes in succession and rebuilt the Bloodhoof Tribe, which had already declined and collapsed, into the most powerful tribe in recent years.

There are even rumors that he is ambitious and wants to integrate many other imperial bloodlines including our Bloodmane Tribe.

When my father was in charge of the tribe, there were envoys.

But we have always been used to freedom. We respect and worship our ancestors. We don’t know much about the Bloodhoof King, so we didn’t join them."

"What about Emperor Urun?" Roy asked.

"I don’t know much about him either." Yanila replied.

"Even the writing of the Kingdom of Knight is very simple, not to mention these barbarians. Most of their knowledge of the deeds of their ancestors comes from word of mouth." Celine whispered.

Roy nodded secretly: "It seems that the matter of the Bloodhoof Tribe contacting the Wuzhu Tribe is almost the same."

According to the information provided by Yanila, the great chief had the ambition to unify the southern border a long time ago.

He and Yanila's father are of the same generation, and he may even have conspired with Yanila's father, but later it was interrupted because the Bloodmane Tribe was weak.

There may also be the shadow of wizard layout and black hand manipulation in this.

Including the design of capturing Yanila and making him surrender, it is also to interrupt Kairon's layout.

When Roy thought of this, he couldn't help but mourn for this indigenous great chief.

The power of this black hand is so strong, and the strategy is so far-reaching, like a god who dominates all living things, it is impossible to resist.

Perhaps he also vaguely sensed something, so he would look beyond the world.

He was trying to use some power to fight against the invincible wizards!

…

In late December, Roy and his companions finally arrived at their destination after several days of travel.

Ahead was a vast grassland with abundant grass and fertile land.

“We have arrived at the territory of the Wuzhu tribe. I don’t know much about this place, but their leader is just a high-level knight-level warrior. I have seen him before at the Grand Alliance.”

Yanila looked around with a little envy.

The alliance she mentioned was a festival similar to the gathering of many tribes of nomadic peoples, where people traded some materials with each other and kept in touch.

The Grand Alliance was a festival convened by prestigious figures like Chief Kailon.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians brought their own dry food and rushed there. Every time, it was like a cavalry corps drill.

“What should we do next?” Celine asked Roy.

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"I'll get in touch with the informant first."

Roy took out a magical bone whistle, then refined the magic power and blew it.

This is a token for communication.

The sound waves that ordinary people can't hear spread far and wide across the open grassland.

He then blew the bone whistle again while waiting. In the evening, a middle-aged centaur really came stealthily.

He was surprised to see Roy and others.

Among them, Roy was dressed in strange clothes, as if his whole body was covered in a close-fitting silver-white leather coat, and he wore a cool pointed long helmet.

Yanila is a famous genius girl from the Blood Mane Tribe.

The middle-aged centaur looked surprised, as if to say, "You also defected to the enemy?"

Only Celine looked the most like the wizard apprentice he expected.

"You reported that you had collected information about the conspiracy between Kairon and the leader of the Wuzhu Tribe. What's going on?"

Roy interrupted his thoughts and asked proactively.

The middle-aged centaur came back to his senses and asked carefully, "My lord, what I want..."

Roy took out the healing potion prepared by the teacher from the space ring and threw it to him.

The middle-aged centaur hurriedly caught it, took a look through the bottle, and looked excited.

For wizards, this kind of thing is just a consumable material that they refine casually.

But for these ordinary creatures, it is a magical medicine that can bring life back to life.

He obviously asked the wizard for something, and was caught by his weakness and became an informant.

After putting away the healing potion, the middle-aged centaur took out a piece of animal skin and carefully opened it, revealing a palm-sized dead wood inside.

Roy glanced at it.

The dead wood itself was nothing special.

It was just an ordinary dead branch broken off from a tree.

But he felt a breath similar to that of witchcraft energy radiation from it. All things were contaminated by radiation and underwent demonic changes.

"This chaotic and evil feeling...

It's not ordinary magic radiation!

This is the trace left by the abyss demon!"

Suddenly, under the mask, his expression became serious.