The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 222: Morik's Shield

Listening to his father's words, Azuhan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

For the first time, he felt that they might not be able to win this war.

"Father, can we win?" Azuhan looked at Harash, hoping to get some comfort.

But Harash shook his head.

"I don't know, but we can make this war go where we can win."

As he spoke, Harash pulled out a piece of white paper from the pocket of his robe.

In the Chiyang world, paper is usually made from a plant called the Earth Fire Tree, and the paper made from this tree is all red. If you want a piece of white paper, it must go through multiple processes, which is very troublesome to make.

But it is also because of this that the Salamander nobles all use blank paper.

But Azuhan noticed that there was something different about Harash's white paper. He seemed to see a hint of gold on the edge of the paper.

"My son, although your wisdom is not enough to allow you to survive on the front battlefield, the Morik Empire has more than one battlefield."

Harash handed the piece of white paper to Azuhan. After Azuhan took it, he saw that there were golden patterns imprinted on the edge of the paper - gold, the most supreme color among the fire lizards.

When a piece of paper has gold patterns printed on it, it means that the paper came from the imperial palace.

The content written on the paper was simple. It was a letter of appointment. Azuhan was appointed as the leader of an organization called Morik's Shield. His main task was to deal with wizards who infiltrated the rear of the empire.

"Father, this is..."

Azuhan looked at Harash blankly. He had never heard of this organization called Shield of Morik before. How did he suddenly become the leader of this organization?

Moreover, according to the content of this letter of appointment, Azuhan discovered that the organization he was in charge of had ridiculous power.

He could even demand that internal affairs officials of all levels within the empire cooperate with him.

"Because of the change in war strategy, more and more wizards, called dark wizards by wizards, have appeared in the empire. These dark wizards have been harassing our rear, destroying military warehouses, and assassinating important officials. These are what they do.

We must organize a group of people to deal with these dark wizards."

Harash rubbed his son's head and said, "This is a difficult task. His Majesty has given you this task, so you must shoulder this responsibility.

Don't be afraid of failure, don't be afraid of offending people.

Although I am no longer a marshal, I am still a general of the empire."

Azuhan looked at the letter of appointment in his hand blankly, feeling that this piece of white paper was of great weight.

Harash patted Azuhan on the back:
"Go back and think about what to do. If you need me, I can withdraw some troops from the army... Anyway, the advancement of the battle line depends on the wizards, not on us."

……

Carrying the papers, Azuhan returned to his room.

Harash's words kept echoing in his ears, don't be afraid of failure, don't be afraid of offending people, but how could he not be afraid?

His failure consumed the reputation his father had accumulated over hundreds of years.

After thinking about it for a long time in the room, Azuhan just felt a sense of depression in his chest.

How is he going to organize personnel, how is he going to set rules, and how is he going to prevent corrupt elements from emerging in an organization with such enormous power?

The more Azuhan thought about it, the more depressed he felt, so he simply left the room and walked aimlessly on the street.

Azuhan lived in the capital of the Morik Empire. At this moment when the Morik Empire was mired in war, the capital was still bustling and prosperous, with no signs of war.

Azuhan was walking on the street. Although he lowered his head thinking about how to solve these problems, he didn't meet a single pedestrian on the street.

When Azuhan raised his head, he found that there was a reef in his river, and the crowd was divided into two by his reef.

In the Morik Empire and even in all empires, the Silver Horn nobles were second only to one person and above ten thousand people. Even if Azuhan walked in the surging crowd, all the fire lizards would consciously avoid him.

Looking at the fearful eyes of the people around him, an idea suddenly flashed in Azuhan's mind.

There were many Silver Horn nobles in the capital. If he allowed this group of people to join the Shield of Morik, he wouldn't have to worry about power corruption and the problem of personnel combat effectiveness.

Even if the Silver Horn Noble lies still, as long as he lives long enough, his strength can reach the standard of the Royal Dragon Guard Warrior.

Moreover, these people are lawless on a daily basis. The power of the Shield of Morik may be a huge temptation for ordinary fire lizards, but for these fire lizards, it is just a daily routine.

Moreover, the officials of the empire are more or less related to the nobles, so they will not be hindered by the officials when they go to investigate.

The more Azuhan thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was a good one, but now there was a problem before him.

How should he recruit these Silver Horn nobles, and how should he restrain them.

Azuhan walked aimlessly along the street, from the scorching sun in the sky to the setting sun.

As he was walking, Azuhan suddenly bumped into someone.

"Ok?"

Azuhan looked up and saw a female fire lizard wearing a white robe with gold patterns standing in front of him.

"Azuhan, what happened to you today? You've been walking on the street all day, and you look like a lost soul."

Azuhan saw the fire lizard's face clearly and bowed slightly: "Your Highness." The princess looked at Azuhan, her golden dragon eyes showing some dissatisfaction.

"I remember I told you that you don't need to bow when you see me! And don't call me Princess, I have a name, call me Akara!"

Azuhan stood up straight, looking a little embarrassed.

"Yes, Your Highness Akara."

Akara waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, tell me what you are thinking about. I heard that the Marshal has found a position for you. So, are you thinking about what to do?"

Azuhan nodded: "I have indeed been thinking about this. Your Highness, how do you think we can restrain the Silver Horn nobles?"

"Restrict you?" Akara suddenly laughed out loud, "How can you restrain you? Except for my father, I'm afraid no one can restrain you."

Azuhan scratched his head in embarrassment.

Seeing him like this, Akara couldn't help but stop laughing: "Are you serious? Why do you want to restrict the Silver Horn nobles? Did the Marshal arrange for you to be a noble law enforcer?"

"That's not the case." Azuhan shook his head and then told Akara his thoughts.

After hearing this, Akara thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said:

"I got it. If you want to restrain these nobles, just let me join in. Don't you dare to disobey me?"

Akara wasn't being arrogant. As the only daughter of the Salamander King, her status was a level higher than that of the Silver Horn nobles.

This gives her a natural legal advantage.

Moreover, Akara's strength is considered top-notch in the empire, she is at the peak of level two and is about to enter level three. Few of the Silver Horn nobles left behind can beat her.

And most importantly, she and Azuhan have been friends since childhood, and they are so close that they even sleep in the same bed. They are not afraid of anyone trying to sow discord between them.

"This...is not a good idea." Azuhan hesitated.

What Akara said was indeed a solution, but Akara was a princess after all, and her identity was indeed somewhat special.

"If there's anything not so good, I'm going to add it in. What can you do to me?"

Akara looked at Azuhan provocatively, his tone quite arrogant.

"That... okay. Then I'll go back and prepare the rules and come find you tomorrow."

After saying that, Azuhan turned around and was about to go back, but before he took a few steps, his tail was grabbed by someone.

He looked back and saw that his tail was entangled with another tail, and the owner of that tail was looking at him with a smile.

"Don't go back to your place. I opened a bottle of 100-year-old Dragon Flame Wine today. How about we taste it together?"

……

The establishment of the Shield of Morik did indeed cause a lot of trouble for the dark wizards.

Under the leadership of two founders with powerful backgrounds, the Shield of Morik has the full support of the Morik Empire's aristocracy, and can be said to have everything it wants.

And no one dares to tell these two what to do.

This also allows the two to be imaginative and unconventional when recruiting members.

Through Harash's connections, Azuhan transferred a group of Salamander warriors from the front lines to serve as the basic operations personnel of the Shield of Morik, and then absorbed a group of Silver Horn nobles to serve as high-end combat forces.

In addition, Azuhan also recruited many non-combat personnel.

Some of these non-combat talents are royal blacksmiths, some are hunters specializing in hunting down fire beasts, and some are trainers at the Colosseum...

These people all have some special abilities. The Shield of Morik organized these people, united them for the purpose of serving the country, and then used them to hunt down dark wizards.

Although these people's abilities have nothing to do with direct combat power, they often play a miraculous role when tracking down dark wizards.

In the pursuit, the Shield of Morik gradually matured. Its internal structure, personnel composition, logistics support, tactical arrangements and other matters were gradually improved in the battles.

This newly established organization is gradually growing into a huge trouble for dark wizards.

……

In the bright laboratory, the black-robed wizard was busy with his experiments in front of the test bench.

He was using magic to carve sesame-sized runes on a black rune base.

Suddenly, the crystal ball on the test bench lit up, and a cold voice came out of it.

"Advisor Richard, the command has decided to use the magic support vehicle to carry out the mission. Please immediately reunite with the 13th White Wizard Team and follow them in the battle."

The wizard glanced at the crystal ball and put down the rune base in his hand.

"After ten years, I finally have a mission."

Richard cleaned up the test bench and took out a strange wand from his magic pocket.

The upper half of the wand was plain, with a red flame orb inlaid on the top of the black wand. But the lower half of the wand had countless intricate patterns on the plain wand, which looked like vines entwined or the lush branches of an ancient tree.

(End of this chapter)