Knight and Wand

Chapter 81 Give it a try

(Lorelit language) "! Calling to the Supreme Thor, Arias, the Guardian of Glory, please protect me!" The blond boy chanted the spell quickly, loosened the reins with both hands, and his nimble fingertips quickly drew the outlines of two circles of magic seals in the air.

Facing the rolling heat waves descending from the sky, a dimly visible magic barrier rose in front of Corvis' palms.

The boy pulled his spell hard and overlapped it immediately to block the attacking spiral fire snake.

The raging flames exploded in the collision, and the scorching magic flames slammed heavily into the illusory light raised by the young man.

You can hear bursts of sizzling sounds bursting in the air.

boom--

Corvis felt his left hand suddenly lighten, and the outer barrier only lasted for a moment before being burned through by the ferocious snake head.

Amon flew low on his Hippogriff, waving the gem wrapped around his staff, guiding the flaming snake head that rose up to spin once, and then smashed it again onto Corvis' second barrier.

The astonishing force caused the boy's right hand to bend. Corvis opened his eyes wide, and struggled to hold up his right arm to maintain the spell, trying to mobilize all his magic power to maintain this last protection from the high temperature.

But he realized that the power in the ritual was evaporating quickly, so in a hurry he withdrew his left hand and pulled the reins, desperately trying to change the direction of his mount's running. Then he stretched out his right hand diagonally, taking the opportunity to use the force to lead the fire snake that was stuck outside the barrier to the side.

The scorching flames scorched the magic barrier, and the powerful fire snakes instantly brushed against the outer edge and penetrated into the ground on one side with the impact.

Sparks flew, and the high temperature of the magic flame immediately burned out a large area of ​​scorched earth, and the snake head drilled straight into the ground.

The Hippogriff flew past its target on the ground. The wizard on its back laughed grimly, "Your little trick is pointless."

Pulling the reins, Amon turned his mount and raised the staff again.

The turbulent flow of magic in the distance controlled the fire snake to break out of the ground like a dragon dancing in the air, and flew out of the scorched soil again.

"Entanglement." Amon read.

Bang! The fire snake's spinning body of flames suddenly expanded, and it flew after him like a spiral spring.

The expanding layers of fire circles directly bypassed the blond boy's magic barrier that was only enough to block one side, and the circling snake body enveloped the fleeing Corvis and his horse.

"Strangulation." Amon pointed at the target below and turned the handle of the staff.

A close call.

Seeing the circle of fire coming from all directions, Corvis eliminated the magic barrier, threw away the reins with his left hand, and quickly jumped off the galloping horse with the bag behind him.

Death passed by quickly, and the young man leaned sideways and barely slipped through the gap in the fire circle that had not yet been tightened.

Puff! !
The poor horse let out a shrill neigh, and the tightening spiral fire snake instantly cut the huge horse's body into several pieces like a hot knife.

The broken surface was burned into charcoal by the raging fire before it even had time to bleed.

The young man shouted a short curse and threw the transparent crystal in his hand before he landed on the ground.

With a bang, the crystal infused with magic power reacted immediately, exploding with a rolling wave of air.

Corvis protected his head as the strong wind bounced his body up and then he flipped sideways and fell back to the ground in a mess.

His face was covered with weeds and dirt, and his body was hurt by the rocks, but fortunately he managed to mitigate the impact of falling off the horse.

He propped up his arms, but before he could get up, he was shocked to see that the ground in front of him was covered by a shadow.

The whirring sound of flapping wings echoed in the sky above our heads.

".The cat and mouse game is over, you idiot Vera bastard."

Aemon, sitting on the back of the eagle, raised his wand with a ferocious look on his face: "I will slowly burn your soul and make you regret not dying just now."

The fire snake that killed the horse was called back to the wizard. The long flaming snake, like a living creature, flew into the air and coiled around Amon, with its open mouth floating on the top of the raised magic wand.

Corvis didn't have the energy to retort, so he could only grit his teeth and throw the crystal in his hand into the air.

Several red rays flashed with clear reflections. Under the control of the boy's magic, they drew messy trajectories like flowers scattered by a fairy and shot towards the eagle in the sky.

Aamon simply waved his wand dismissively.

The raging flames on its body rushed out like a whirlwind, and the fire snakes flew past like whips, hitting all the crystals in the air into balls of exploding fire.

The thunderous explosions and impacts couldn't even shake the magic structure of the fire snake.

"You expect this ridiculous trick to hurt me?" Amon laughed heartily in his heart. He enjoyed the desperate struggle of the hateful boy and also enjoyed the revenge that was to come.

Looking at the high-level combat magic manipulated by the wizard, Corvis looked bitter.

Fortunately, he just wanted to attract the other person's attention as much as possible.

The galloping warhorse not far away had turned around and circled behind the eagle hovering in the low sky.

Leon on horseback turned around and pulled his hand seal bow, aiming at the enemy in front.

While the other party was not paying attention to him, he immediately released the arrow of light that had condensed in front of his sword.

A blinding white light streaked across the sky——!
——There are other spellcasters!?

Sensing the sudden magical arrow behind him, Amon quickly cut off the magic power that maintained the fire snake in surprise, and activated the advanced defensive spell preset in the wand without looking back.

The coiled fire snakes dissipated instantly, and a layer of purple magic circles appeared behind the wizard.

The barrier that suddenly appeared blocked the path of the light arrow.

The dazzling arrow of Isa pierced the purple magic shield fiercely, and the huge and crisp sound that made people's teeth ache was deafening.

The violent impact of the light arrow lifted up the mage's body, and the rope that fixed Amon's body was suddenly broken. The mage was surprised and was knocked high into the sky from the back of the eagle in a very funny posture.

But even if the target was knocked into the air, the power of the light arrow was still not enough to penetrate the solid defensive spell.

"This is the murderer who killed our mentor!!" Feeling the attacking magic being blocked from behind him, Amon was furious.

The exhausted light arrow slowly disappeared, and the mage's body drew an arc and fell from a high point.

He did not panic. Feeling the wind whistling in his ears, Aamon gripped his wand tightly and cast a spell to protect his body before the impact of the landing.

The Hippogriff suddenly felt a lightness on its back and realized that its master had been knocked off its body. The loyal mount had no intention of attacking the human below, and hurriedly flapped its wings and flew towards Amon, who was falling into the woods after crashing into a bunch of branches.

When Corvis saw the eagle flying away, he did not dare to miss the precious opportunity to catch his breath, and immediately turned around and ran towards the oncoming black warhorse, shouting at the horse loudly.

Lying on the horse's back, Leon was already in a state of powerlessness.

Jumping onto the warhorse from behind, Corvis pointed out the one-eyed demon pattern on his forehead, then quickly reached out from both sides, holding the reins with his right hand to urge the horse to escape, and with his left hand he pulled off Leon's gauntlet and pressed the pulse on the other's wrist to transmit power.

The warmth that relieved his fatigue flowed through his body, and he felt his physical and mental strength quickly recovering. Only then was Leon able to sit up again on the bumpy saddle.

"Did that guy die from the fall?" he asked hurriedly to Corvis who was behind him.

Leon didn't know whether the attack from behind had penetrated the opponent's defense, but according to common sense, the height from which the mage was knocked down by him should have been enough to kill an ordinary person several times.

Corvis touched the back of his shoulder and said with regret: "His magic power is still there. Unfortunately, it is almost impossible to hurt a prepared mage by falling from a high altitude."

This didn't kill him?
Leon frowned, took over the reins that the young man behind him was holding with difficulty, and had to drive the warhorse as fast as possible to rush towards the dense forest ahead.

He felt that his luck had finally run out.

It is at least a hundred kilometers to the Nightmare Forest.

The two failed to reach their destination before the enemy caught up, and now Isa's Arrow can't do anything to the enemy. What other ways can they think of to defeat the enemy?

"How many times can you replenish my magic power?" Leon turned around and asked Corvis anxiously.

"My remaining magic power can save you once at most, but if I give it all to you, I will become weak." The blond boy said helplessly. Although the current situation was much better than he had originally expected, in fact, he only briefly extended his life under Amon's pursuit.

Leon fell silent.

There was really nothing I could do. The only thing I could be thankful for was that if I really couldn't survive this time, at least after all this negotiation, Azerien would change the route, and I might be able to escape back to Orland safely.

With a wry smile, Leon threw away the discouragement in his heart, mustered up his fighting spirit again, and looked at the dense woodland in front of him.

If the two still want to make a final desperate fight.

There is absolutely no chance of winning in the open area.

In the woods where Amon fell, the Hippogriff squeezed through the treetops and bushes, carrying its wizard master to the open space.

It shook off the branches and leaves on its body agitatedly, and then was reined in by the unharmed Eamon again, flapping its wings and taking off.

Looking down from the air, Amon easily spotted two people riding war horses to escape in the distance.

Watching them enter the jungle in the distance, Amon couldn't help but smile a little, and he was not worried about losing the target.

After all, no matter where the other party hid, he could feel the mark on Corvis's back. Moreover, even if he rode a horse in the rugged jungle, his speed would be as slow as walking.

However, the guy who assassinated the mentor used some threatening magic with his projectile magic.

To be on the safe side, Amon refilled the defensive spell in his wand with magic power and activated the spell in advance, then drove the Hippogriff to catch up.

First, he hovered low above the woods, and the mage closed his eyes to sense Corvis's position.

It was really slow. We didn't get very far in such a long time.

Ok?
stopped?
Want to ambush me?

Oh, you're courting death.

Opening his eyes, he flew to the area on his Hippogriff, then raised his staff and cast a spell, condensing a fire snake that wrapped around his body.

Aemon lifted his legs and leapt off Hippogriff's horse, his body passing through the treetops and falling into the forest.

Using magic to slowly land on the ground, the wizard looked towards the originally expected interception location, but under the dim shade of the trees, Corvis' figure could not be seen with the naked eye.

But in a flash, the wizard saw through the boy's trick.

".It seems that you have learned a lot from your tutor while I was away."

After saying this, the anger in Amon's eyes became even stronger.

He regretted not ignoring his teacher's wishes and killing the ungrateful bastard in private.

With a cruel sneer on his lips, Aamon waved his wand, swinging the fire snakes around him like a whip, and swept directly towards the seemingly empty place in front of him.

Knowing that he had been exposed, the invisible Corvis dissipated the spell that blocked the light and had to use his free mind to activate the white crystal that fell at his feet.

The strong wind and waves immediately blew the lithe body of the young man backwards.

The fire snake swung through the air, coiled around a nearby tree, then missed. Its scorching body roasted the tree trunk, causing it to crackle and catch fire.

"Pursuit."

Amon uttered the spell, slightly lengthening the distance of the magic connection with the spell.

The head of the fire snake seemed to have regained "consciousness" and immediately followed the wizard's will, moving its flaming body from the tree trunk and rushing towards the fleeing blond boy.

"Run, run, Corvis. I won't let you die so easily."

Aamon said loudly and jokingly, but his eyes kept scanning the shadows of the trees around him.

There was one guy missing.

Just a few steps away.

Leon held his breath, leaned against the tree trunk in front of him, and listened quietly to the sound of footsteps stepping on the dead leaves.

Close enough.

Leon suddenly flashed out of his hiding place, set up a magic seal, and charged forward while pointing his fingertips at the wizard Atias who was only a few steps away from him.

I knew it
Eamon, who was always on guard, immediately raised his wand and, with a sneer, opened a defensive barrier against the guy lurking in the dark.

Leon was neither surprised nor shocked when he saw the complex purple magic patterns suddenly unfolding beside the wizard.

He did not stop at all, and simply put down the hand seal that did not gather any magic elements, drew out the nimble light sword at his waist, and attacked Amon at the fastest speed.

"madness."

Looking at the guy who actually killed his mentor, now waving a sword towards him, Aamon couldn't help but sneer.

As expected, Leon's full-strength sword strike was like hitting a thick iron wall. No matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

Retracting the sword, he stepped forward to change his position, trying to stab around the barrier from one side.

However, the purple magic pattern seemed to have intelligence and followed Leon's body like a shadow.

The open barrier always blocked Leon's way, leaving him no chance to go around it.

Another series of slashing and stabbing,

Aamon watched in amusement as the sword of mortal iron failed to make any progress in his magic, but in his heart he was tired of his own excessive tension.

Does this kid think he's a paladin of Aurelia? He has the nerve to embarrass himself with such little brute force?
He was originally frightened by the previous light arrow attack and thought it was a spellcaster with some tricks, so he didn't dare to call his precious Hippogriff to enter this small and dense forest.

Now it seems that he is just a layman with some magical equipment.

Raising his free left hand, Amon drew a seal with his fingertips, chanted a spell quickly, turned around and waved his hand fiercely at the sword-wielding boy.

Leon only felt a solid wall of air pressing down on him, and he was suddenly knocked away.

He loosened his grip and let the blade fly out of his hand, then he was hit hard by the tree trunk behind him.

Leon almost hit his head and fell back to the ground dizzy. He exhaled a bloody air from his chest, but he lowered his eyes and glanced at the light sword that had fallen in the distance.

"It was you who killed my mentor?"

Amon stepped forward with the barrier on his side, guarding against a possible counterattack from the person in front of him. At the same time, he held his wand horizontally and pulled back his fire snake with one mind.

He could torture that little bastard Corvis slowly, but he wanted to burn the damn assassin in front of him to charcoal first.

Leon raised his head, curled his lips, and once again faced the mage who was protecting his body with a barrier, and slowly opened the seal of Isha's Arrow: "I killed him, and you will be reunited with him."

Relying on the defensive magic that had been deployed, Amon was not afraid of the boy's bluffing at all. He waved the wand that controlled the fire snake very decisively and strangled it directly.

The next moment, the sharp sound of breaking through the air flow was like a buzzing sound.

But it was neither the fire serpent from Amon nor the sign in Lion's hand.

The light sword stuck in the soil in the distance flashed dazzling runes and flew backwards at a high speed from behind Amon like a spinning silver wheel.

Hearing the movement behind him, Amon was slightly startled at first, but then contempt arose in his heart, and he had no intention of moving away the frontal defensive magic for this trivial trick.

This little tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west was enough to divert his attention from the spellcasting posture of the person in front of him.

It was nothing more than a trick of manipulating objects by that little bastard Corvis, but how could a piece of ordinary iron controlled by a magic trick break the defense of his body?

Whoosh-!
The fluorescent rune sword flew past the mage's body.

The whirlwind of wind lifted Amon's hair as it passed by his ear.

The sharp blade, spinning like an electric fan, struck heavily on the top of Amon's wand wrapped in wooden branches.

(End of this chapter)