Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1995 1967. The Little Bottle Summoning Spell

"I also don't know what the Blessed King and the Two Fingers mean."

As the last of the Faded Ones to arrive at this outpost outside the city, Lan En's information is undoubtedly the most up-to-date among them.

However, Lan En himself could not offer any reassurance.

“Gideon Ophniel gave me this position as soon as he saw that I had rested, without saying anything else.” Lann shrugged at Krepp and Dolores beside him. “As for the Blessed King and Twofinger, I didn’t have time to pay my respects to them at all.”

"Tsk."

After hearing the latest news from Lann, Krepp couldn't help but grind his teeth.

Even the usually deep and brooding double-finger agent couldn't help but feel the gravity of the situation at this moment.

Rataen and his Red Lion Legion, the title and power of the strongest demigod, the approaching army... all of this is like a noose that is gradually tightening around Rodel's neck.

If most people didn't take it seriously when Lacad declared that he would break through the walls of Rodel with his ultimate power, just like the Great Ancient Dragon Gransanx.

So if his brother Rataen said these words, almost everyone in the border region would believe them.

He shattered a meteor shortly after learning gravity magic, and later even sealed off the entire starry sky of the world!

All this great power is in the hands of one person!
This is the origin of Rataen's title as the "strongest demigod".

Of course, the people of the Golden Dynasty did not believe that Prince Godwin, who bore the name "Gold," was inferior to a demigod from a powerful maternal relative.

But isn't Prince Godwin dead now?
After the ancient dragons breached the outer walls of Rodel, they were stopped by Prince Godwin at the inner walls.

But where can they find another Prince Godwin now?

Outside the city, the pressure from multiple demigods is far greater than that from the ancient dragons of the past!
With the balance of power shifting, even Krepp, who is extremely loyal to Two Fingers, can't help but feel anxious now.

But being anxious was useless. The message Lan En brought was that Twofinger and the Blessed King, who were in Rodel, still had no intention of letting out any information and were still keeping these ambush troops on standby in secret.

However, they stubbornly refused to specify when or in what form the opportunity they were waiting for would manifest.

Lan En spent a few days at this garrison hidden not far from Rodel City.

Generally speaking, in ordinary armies in the ordinary world, even elite troops, who are on high alert for a long time and secretly lying in wait for a surprise attack mission,

Training and activities are also essential. After all, people can get overwhelmed by stress.

Keeping people busy is the only way to stabilize the situation.

However, these Rodel Knights were so well-trained that they had spent far more time in war than the entire lifespan of several generations of a family in the ordinary world.

So, with several faded figures and Christopher the Ancient Dragon Knight keeping things in check, they were able to remain like a stagnant pool, waiting idly in this somewhat crowded and secluded area.

Actually, when they were lying low and hiding here, the silence rules didn't have to be so strict.

This was something Krep said privately to the Faded Ones.

The difference in sound level between going in and coming out of this naturally hidden terrain is quite noticeable.

Besides the soundproofing effect of the terrain itself, the main reason was the power emanating from Krep.

This two-finger spy always had an unassuming little glass bottle hanging from his waist, filled with a hazy, dark gray mist.

Simply by carrying this glass bottle on your person, you can make your movements completely silent.

One bottle has the same effect as a full set of armor worn by black-blade assassins.

The technologies used by Black Knife and Two-Finger Detective both originate from deeply entrenched and long-standing forces in the border region. Neither of them is simple.

If they really want to attack each other, it will come down to who has the guts to go all out.

During this time, Krepp maintained control of his small bottle, leaving a small opening in the stopper. The constantly churning, dark gray mist inside leaked out slightly, yet under his control, it diffused throughout the space.

This has greatly reduced the noise in the entire area.

“But this can’t be made public.” During the small meeting of the Faded Ones, Krepp calmly reminded them, “We’re already on edge enough with this one thing on our minds. If we tell them now that it’s not actually that tight…”

After a moment's thought, Krepp shook his head: "It's not that I don't trust Knight Rodel's resilience, but this loose and tight grip is torturous enough."

This statement is actually him making excuses for himself. The profession of a secret agent inherently makes it difficult to trust others. Whether it's the other person's stance, resolve, or ability, one must subconsciously be suspicious in order to do the job well.

Therefore, the reason why the Round Table Hall first sent out Krepp to scout ahead of the ambush was not only because he was a secret agent skilled in covert operations, but also because of his ability to silence the enemy.

Among the faded ones, Viherer, known as the "Rogue Magician," wasn't idle here either.

The magician was calm and collected, and strangely enough, he wasn't wearing any kind of plaster hood.

After all, the vast majority of the magicians walking around the border markets are graduates of the Reyalucaria Academy.

Although it is seen as a rigid and conservative place, it must be admitted that this academy is still the largest magician training institution in the border region.

The others, such as the royal family of Kalia or the magic town of Seria, train magicians who are not circulated in the market. They learn their skills within their own faction and then seamlessly transition to working for that faction after completing their training.

To be able to serve in the Golden Dynasty's army during the War of the Giants, one could only be a mage from the Realucaria Academy.

Viherer was a man of few words, but every time he spoke, he got straight to the point, demonstrating his calm and composed observation and thinking abilities.

According to him, he was able to arrive at this garrison point in the first batch because of his magical skills, which allowed him to serve as a rare magical support for this ambush force.

On the other hand, he also has his own unique abilities.

“For some time now, I’ve been serving as a private advisor to the Blessed King.” Near the small statue, Viherer said to his fellow Faded Ones while organizing the various gemstones in his satchel, “His Majesty has ordered me to perfect a spell as soon as possible, a summoning spell.”

In the magical system of the borderlands, radiance stones are indispensable, and it's normal for mages to carry a large bag of them. When they're sorting them, there's a 'clanging' sound, like jade stones clattering together.

“I’ve heard about this,” Lan En nodded readily. “It seems to be about optimizing a spell that allows players to summon mounts?”

Normally, it's taboo to inquire about the king's plans and orders. But now, with the Golden Dynasty in turmoil, the Blessed King wants to save himself and his country, and he can't afford even the slightest delay.

Therefore, whenever he gets things done, he always takes a bold and decisive approach.

The news had already spread far and wide, so there was no need for anyone to hide it.

Magic involving summoning and spatial teleportation also exists in the borderlands, but it's not mainstream. Teleportation portals also exist, but they are similarly not widespread.

Lan En didn't know whether the teleportation portals here used the same technology as those in the magical medieval world.

But Viherer is definitely a local expert.

“I’ve directly linked the other end of the summoning circle to Rodel’s warhorse stable, so that the knight doesn’t have to be paired with his mount separately. That’s an innovation, I suppose. Anyway, the Blessed King is quite satisfied.”

The simply dressed [Rogue Mage] spoke of his achievements with a calm expression, as if nothing could stir his emotions; he seemed as indifferent as a stone or an inorganic substance.

"But time was still too tight, and the summoning arrays we could make weren't enough to cover these few hundred people. That's why we used the traditional method to transport those fifty horses down."

Therefore, all of the hundreds of elite Rodel knights currently on the field actually have mounts, but those mounts waiting to be summoned are still in Rodel's stables.

To avoid attracting attention, the knight himself came down from the city wall to act as an ambush.

Come to think of it, how could the hundreds of elite knights selected from among the best of the best not even be worthy of a mount, and be sent as infantry to charge the demigod alliance's formation?
"Your research on mount summoning magic is quite innovative, Viherer." After listening to the other's explanation, Lann said with great interest, "Could we exchange ideas sometime? I'm quite interested in this summoning magic."

Viherer remained calm and showed little reaction, only nodding to Lann.

The Witcher thought that this mount summoning spell seemed very suitable for large-scale military operations. Perhaps it was his strategic thinking at play, but now that he saw the potential of this technology, he just wanted to learn more about it.

Krepp was an important means of maintaining the secrecy of the garrison, while Viher was responsible for maintaining the integrity of the knights' summoning array, and in a sense, he was the logistics officer responsible for the hundreds of warhorses.

Lann's gaze swept past the two of them, finally landing on Dolores.

It was still late at night, and the light from the golden tree was much weaker in this secluded location.

The woman dressed as a man leaned against the base of the small statue, fiddling with a golden tree leaf that had not yet completely faded in her palm.

Of the Faded Ones present, Lann was a newcomer, while the other two were technical officers. Only Dolores remained.

It seems that Sir Hundred-Minded specifically valued her alertness and eyesight as an archer and scout, and had her stand on the perimeter to ensure that the place would not be discovered.

Just as Lann was pondering the other party's role in this operation, Dolores' eyes, hidden beneath his hunter's hat, went straight for the Witcher's vertical pupils.

"Perfect timing, could you do me a favor, Lan En?"

(End of this chapter)