Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 15 Defense Plan, Take the Initiative!
Hunter Pierce spent a terrifying week in the necromancer's manor.

Although he has lived in Jackdaw Town for more than thirty years, he has never had direct contact with any wizard.

Not to mention the necromancer who is rumored to like dealing with corpses and ghosts and has a cold and inhuman personality.

Although he was properly placed in a small bedroom on the first floor of the manor to recuperate, he never saw Master Harvey again.

But the skeleton monster that came to change his medicine and bring him food every day still frightened him.

It was over two meters and five feet tall, its body inlaid with hard metal, and its eye sockets flashed with cold blue flames.

The preferences of this old necromancer seemed different from what the hunter imagined.

There are no bloody and filthy scenes that would make people feel scared or uncomfortable in the manor, and no ghosts appear or disappear at night.

Not even rats or cockroaches.

A soft bed, cozy curtains, a thick carpet that sinks slightly underfoot...

If it weren't for the young wizard leading his metal skeleton back to the manor every night,

Following behind him was a group of staggering but bloody evil orc zombies, who slowly entered the dark and closed laboratory next to the main building of the manor.

Pierce almost mistakenly believed that the place he was staying was actually the country villa of a noble lord.

……

Ever since we first wiped out that advance group of evil orcs in the valley of Jackdaw Ridge.

Harvey discovered that the traces of evil orcs in the mountains were becoming more frequent.

He could only disperse the wolf spider alchemy beasts, which had been urgently expanded to ten, to the foot of the mountain for surveillance and patrol, and then equipped them with one-way communication devices that could be activated at any time.

Almost every day, we receive enemy alerts from wolf spiders.

A week passed, and his storage was filled with more than thirty evil beastmen zombies.

Harvey found it a little funny to think that he was still struggling with the shortage of zombies affecting his business a few months ago.

I can only say that plunder is indeed the best option to complete the primitive accumulation of capital.

If we can successfully resist this wave of evil orcs' raids this winter, by next spring.

You can start your new entrepreneurial project directly without having to worry about a lack of a large workforce.

So these days, even though he is a weak research spellcaster, Harvey still persevered in leading Reiner and the alchemmons.

They diligently searched for the outposts of the evil orcs in Jackdaw Ridge and repeatedly used scattered sneak attacks to eliminate them.

This is a tried and tested tactic to deal with this low-IQ primitive alien race.

The only problem now is to pray for the evil orc tribe to cross the Raven Ridge and enter the town this winter.

Don't have too many people.

After all, Harvey's alchemical materials have run out of stock, and he can no longer afford to use extra materials to transform alchemical beasts.

……

"So, we can't wait until the dead of winter for large groups of evil orc tribes to gather and attack the town." Harvey leaned over the desk, staring at the map of Jackdaw Ridge drawn by hunter Pierce and muttered to himself.

"The best way is to proactively enter the depths of Jackdaw Ridge, annihilate the small group of evil orcs, and gradually deplete their manpower."

Reiner came in with a basin of ice water soaked in frozen magic stone and said soothingly, "Sir, please apply a compress to your feet first. They're so swollen that you can't even take off your boots..."

Harvey waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning Reiner to come and look at the map as well.

"Have all the injured and broken Wolf Spidermon been repaired, Reiner?"

"Of course, sir. Although we don't have enough conversion materials, we still have plenty of repair materials." Reiner put down the basin and repeated worriedly, "Sir, soak your feet..."

Harvey couldn't resist Reiner's nagging concern, so he could only smile wryly as he sat down in the armchair and struggled to take off his sweaty boots. His feet were really swollen!

After the last hunting operation yesterday, Harvey was almost unable to return on his own. It was all thanks to Reiner carrying him on his back through the rugged mountains and forests that he was able to return to the manor before nightfall.

However, after a few days of actual spell casting, Harvey has gained a lot of experience in casting spells.

After a while, maybe I will be able to analyze an instant spell of my own from my own magic pattern and officially realize casting spells without incantations.

As for which spell to choose, Harvey decided to wait a little longer. After all, a beginner spellcaster could only learn up to the third level spell.

Maybe you can use the "small account" you created in advance to look for a powerful three-ring spell in the spellcaster forum.

As for points, you can naturally get as many as you want!
Harvey couldn't help shivering as he soaked his swollen feet in ice water.

"Reiner, how is Mr. Pierce's recovery going?"

"Well, he recovered very quickly and can now walk. I made him a pair of crutches." Reiner reported in a rambling manner.

Harvey nodded and reminded, "Remember to remove his stitches."

The hunter cannot be allowed to stay in the manor for too long, as it will not only delay his evacuation from Jackdaw Town, but also increase the risk of exposure of his alchemical life transformation experiment.

Although most civilians are illiterate and have no knowledge of magic, who knows when an unintentional leak of information will be discovered by the Federation's group of censorship hounds.

Harvey, the necromancer of Jackdaw Town, actually has an alchemical creature by his side that can think and speak like a living person.

Even a simple guess would tell you that he was conducting illegal human experiments on living people.

……

"Ha, Master Harvey, I, I don't want to evacuate Jackdaw Town." Pierce said fearfully, leaning on his crutches.

"Huh? You don't plan to go with the lord's men? That's the last convoy to evacuate." Harvey was a little surprised.

He planned to send away the hunters whose injuries had almost recovered, and then take Reiner and Alchemmon directly into the mountains to find a camp suitable for hidden stationing, and then carry out the original plan of eliminating them in batches.

The hunter was silent for a moment, then mustered the courage to explain, "Do you intend to stay and fight the evil orcs coming over the mountain alone?"

"If you allow me, I would like to join your battle. No one knows Jackdaw Ridge better than me. I can lead the way for you."

Pierce puffed out his chest with a hint of pride. "There are many places in the mountains that are natural traps. Those swamps, thorn forests, and snake dens... they can all cause the evil orcs to suffer greatly."

Harvey asked in confusion, "This is very dangerous. You are not a spellcaster, nor a knight. It is easy to lose your life."

The hunter muttered, "My parents and sisters were brutally slaughtered by the evil orcs when they invaded Maple Leaf Village decades ago..."

He slowed down, his tone seeming to suppress his emotions. "I can't do anything alone. But if I stay with you, there's hope for revenge. I know you've strangled many evil orcs."

Harvey hadn't expected this old hunter to have such a tragic past. "Alright, I'll allow you to join, but you must understand that I can't guarantee your safety in battle."

Pierce raised his head, a glint of hope and joy in his eyes. "I'll find a way to survive, sir. Don't worry. As long as I can kill more of those beasts, it's a profit for me."

Harvey nodded and pointed to the map spread out on the table.

"Then where do you suggest we set up a hidden camp?"

Pierce squinted his eyes and looked at the map of Jackdaw Ridge that he had drawn based on half a lifetime of experience and memory.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his rough, calloused fingers and pointed to a natural cliff below the top of the mountain.

"White Eagle Cliff, from here you can see a large area of the mountainside on the other side of Jackdaw Ridge, which is very suitable for surveillance."

He casually pointed in another direction, "Black Water Pond. Sewage from the Rotten Swamp Creek flows here year-round. There's no clean water source. Not only evil orcs, but even ordinary beasts won't approach. It's a perfect place to hide."

"There's also the Jinghua Slope. This area is covered in thorny thorn shrubs, but there's no dense forest, so the view is wide. Don't think it's hard to hide on the ground. In fact, the underground is almost hollowed out by burrowing rats, making it a natural trap."

Harvey patted the hunter's shoulder with satisfaction. "As expected of an experienced hunter, you should rest for a few more days. Then, follow my alchemy beast and we will go into the mountains to wipe out those advance groups of evil beastmen."

(End of this chapter)