Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 419 Garden Guard
If it were just a simple illusion, that would be one thing.

But now, they can actually influence reality!

“Their consciousness stems from the general’s distracting thoughts. Their actions and words will draw upon the general’s memories and knowledge. The methods in this world are also incredibly diverse, and they could easily be exploited by the enemy. It is indeed a great hidden danger,” Da Niu said worriedly.

Following Da Niu's words, the surrounding ghostly orchids visibly weakened.

Yaro: "..."

This was indeed Yarrow's idea.

But this category should include you, right? How can you say it has nothing to do with you?
"What does this have to do with me? I haven't turned into a ghost flower," Da Niu said matter-of-factly.

The ghostly orchids looked around, as if they were sizing each other up.

A moment later, these ghostly orchids began to stir: "We are willing to die rather than be human! To die for the general, to die as the soldiers of the Great Tang's Western Garrison, is without regret!"

Yaro did have such thoughts, but after hearing their words, he felt a little reluctant.

Loyal men are rare indeed!
If they could be moved back to the base, wouldn't they be the best core guards?

As Yaro hesitated, the ghostly orchids stirred again.

"General, a merciful general cannot command an army! Our existence is more harmful than beneficial!"

A kind heart cannot command an army? When have I ever commanded an army? In a dream?

There was none in his childhood either, because Aro had always been reaping experience from those children, using them as whetstones.

"General, we must not let small gains blind us to the greater dangers!"

Minor benefits? Major drawbacks?
Wouldn't the Thirty-Seven Riders of Yanyun be just the right amount to fill the urgent shortage?
The so-called crisis is not visible in the short term.

"General, our appearance was already strange. We can still maintain our sanity now, but who can guarantee that we won't change in the future?"

It's just a low-level magical plant with limited strength. If something unexpected happens, the wizard's power is based on his own abilities, so how could he not be able to solve it?
However, the long-term benefits are difficult to predict!

……

If the Ghost Orchid's main attack method wasn't to use pollen to induce hallucinations, and if its vines only had binding abilities and couldn't cause any direct damage, they might have already started killing each other.

The more Ghost Orchid tried to persuade him, the more hesitant Yaro became.

What appears to be a dialogue is actually a clash of ideas among Yaro himself.

There are risks, but the rewards are greater.

If their strength is insufficient, they can be equipped with shells similar to the 'Demon Phoenix Golden Armor', or they can sit in the base and control ranged weapons. In any case, external methods can be used to make up for it.

But if such loyal followers, who are like clones, are missed, is there still a chance to make amends?
It's easy to stab yourself in the back, but who knows if you've missed out on the greatest treasure?

Moreover, besides considerations of self-interest, sentimentality also played a role.

Just as Yaro was struggling with his decision, a shout suddenly came from the side:
"This is the garden cultivated by the Ian family. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately! We will punish you according to the regulations for the development of the Dark Plains..."

The noisy noise startled Yarrow from his reverie.

He glanced down at the tree.

Several men dressed similarly to the previous barbarian general surrounded the four sides, each holding a longbow and pointing it at Yaro.

The Boone family?

Ian Boone...Ian's family?

Yaro's thoughts raced. He lowered the longsword he had raised and questioned, "Do you have proof?" "That's the Boone family crest on that wooden sign over there!"

Following the direction the man pointed, Yaro indeed saw a black wooden plaque with red patterns among the flowers. It looked remarkably similar to the fang flag he had seen in the illusion, and the patterns on the plaque were indeed the same as those on the invitation Ian had given him.

"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I came here as a guest after receiving an invitation from Ian Boone!" Yaro said with a friendly smile, while taking out the invitation.

Yaro wasn't afraid of falling out with them; it was just that he hadn't figured out how to deal with the 'activated' Ghost Orchid yet, which was Yaro's Achilles' heel.

Transplanting even a single magical plant requires extreme caution; without the Boone family's active cooperation, it would have been impossible to take away 'thirty-seven riders' in such a large number.

Compared to the countless Ghost Orchids covering the mountains and fields, the number of the 'Thirty-Seven Riders' is not large. If we could contact Ian Boone and request or exchange for this number of Ghost Orchids, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"Master Ian?"

The group glanced at Yaro a few times, then looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

It seems they've already believed it.

Yaro sensed something was amiss and quickly asked, "What happened?"

When Ian didn't go to the market as promised, Yaro sensed that something might have happened to him.

Judging from their expressions, they've encountered something quite serious.
"Master Ian..."

Just as one of them was about to say something, an elderly man in white with a weathered face coughed and interrupted him, and the others immediately fell silent.

Yaro turned his head and saw the old man say:
“Young Master Ian is naturally fine. As for other issues, those are beyond our scope to discuss.”

"Okay, I don't want to know anything else either."

Yaro shrugged, then asked, "Could you notify him? Or send someone to take me to him?"

"Sir, those things are not urgent."

As the old man spoke, he looked down at the headless corpse under the tree and said coldly, "You killed our people, and it's not right to not give an explanation, is it?"

"What do you want to explain?"

Yaro sat on a tree branch, sword in hand, head slightly raised, his tone equally unfriendly:

"I came here as a guest. I just arrived and he attacked me with the Ghost Orchid and his bow and arrow. Now he's demanding an explanation from me? What? Is this how you treat your guests?"

The old man retorted, "Sir, you barged into the Boone family's garden without a word. As the garden guards, is there a problem with us attacking you?"

"Ha! Interesting," Yarrow laughed in exasperation. "You yourselves didn't put up signs outside the garden, letting the road flow freely into here. Then, without asking or warning, you took lives, and now you're blaming me?"

The old man glanced at the trail of fallen flowers left by Yaro's earlier charge, then looked up and said, "Sir, this isn't the main road you've been on; it must be a side path that Young Master Ian discovered..."

Yaro interrupted immediately: "Then let Ian come out and confront me! Let's see if he's the one who told me to come this way!"

"Ian showed us the way, and he also sent the invitation. We were attacked as soon as we entered. I might have to make trouble for him!"

"What? Is he trying to lure people in to kill?"

After a moment of silence, the old man softened his tone: "Young Master Ian is not feeling well right now, sir, please don't make things difficult for us..."

Yaro tugged at his blood-stained leather armor and roared, "Am I making things difficult for you? I'm giving you orders! You must give me an explanation for this!"

Yaro came here to find Ian, and since Ian seemed to be having some trouble, Yaro was even more determined to find a way to force him out.

Moreover, this is also the best excuse to demand the Ghost Orchid.

(End of this chapter)