Mage Lord: The Tech Tree is Skewed by Me

The moonlight in winter is particularly cold and bright, casting a hazy halo in the night.

From time to time, the hoarse cries of jackdaws can be heard outside the city, like a baby's cry, which is particularly sharp in the night.

In the city, compared to the hustle and bustle during the day, only the sound of looms can be heard from the textile workshops in the Thorn Territory at night, and occasionally the crunching sound of patrolling soldiers stepping on the snow can be heard.

Juan was leading a patrol team composed of dozens of militiamen and hunters, walking on the roads in the thorn territory city, looking at the surrounding streets and houses with vigilant eyes from time to time.

The cold winter has not yet passed, and no one dares to relax their vigilance.

And this is even more true for Juan.

Just a month ago, he was just working beside a butcher, responsible for processing the arrowed prey sent by hunters.

So for him, this period of time always felt unreal.

Unlike other recruits who are strong and physically fit, Juan, who is slightly thinner, was lucky enough to become a member of the Antolia Fire Volunteer Team precisely because he signed up early.

Immediately afterwards,

The young lord introduced a whole set of training methods that made everyone feel extremely weird.

Although I am confused,

But Juan didn't dare to be careless at all.

For him, being able to be a member of this team is already an extremely lucky thing. If he was kicked out of the team because he didn't train seriously enough or he was too good, he would really regret it.

therefore,

He takes every training seriously, and for his weak areas, he will even secretly strengthen himself after the extremely strict and arduous training every day.

Perhaps it is for this reason that

When the plateau hounds outside the city were rushing toward Antolia like a dark cloud, Juan was already a leader in the Antolia fire volunteer team.

That day,

When the hounds break the city,

There had been panic and confusion in Juan's heart, but the nearly month of training and the strong persistence in his heart to prove himself made him rush to the gap in the city wall regardless of his own safety.

He was lucky enough not to become a member of the wounded camp, and even killed several plateau hounds regardless of his own life.

then,

Now Juan was promoted to the captain of this ten-man team, responsible for night patrols in the Thorn Territory City.

The snow on the roads in the city has not yet been cleared, and in some places there are even the footprints of the plateau hounds that jumped into the city during the hard battle a few days ago.

Although the soldiers are trying their best to keep the hounds out of the city, there will eventually be fish that slip through the net that cannot be intercepted in such a huge city.

And this is the main reason why civilians in the territory also suffered hundreds of casualties.

There are no lights in the Thorn Territory at night. Even though they are in the city, they can only rely on the moonlight in the sky and the torches in the hands of the soldiers to observe the surroundings.

Juan is walking ahead,

Suddenly he felt the soldier behind him tugging on his sleeves and lowering his voice and saying:

"Boss, there is movement ahead!"

Hearing this, Huan suddenly became alert and touched the weapon at his waist.

Juan was already familiar with several people in the patrol team.

The soldier who reminded him just now was a famous hunter in Antolia before becoming a militiaman, and he was extremely alert to any disturbance.

The Viscount had already issued a curfew order, so theoretically, there shouldn't be anyone else on the street except them.

Holding my breath and concentrating, I heard the crunching sound of footsteps on the snow not far away.

Several people moved cautiously in the direction of the sound. Under the reflection of the moonlight, a cold light flashed across the weapons in their hands.

Perhaps that figure also heard the footsteps of the patrol. In a moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the shadows on one side of the road and ran wildly in the opposite direction.

That's obviously a person.

And this also made the nervous soldiers relax a little.

"stop!"

Juan shouted loudly, and everyone in the patrol followed closely behind, chasing the figure in the direction in which he was fleeing.

"Where's the front?"

"Ahead is..."

The soldier on the side was about to speak when he saw the fast-moving figure nimbly climbing over the nearly two-meter-high wooden fence and successfully breaking into the camp of the Antolian Militia Regiment.

The panting patrol soldiers looked at the wall in front of them, and then looked at each other. They felt a little overloaded, and for a while they couldn't understand why the figure wanted to throw himself into the trap.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise of thunder and clang was heard in the camp, and a shout of curses resounded through the night sky: "Where did the robbers come from, and they dared to break into the military camp?!"

Although he saw that he was about to achieve the feat and hit a sleeping soldier on the head, Juan still adjusted his mentality immediately and ordered to his soldiers:

"Let's go! Go and report to Lord Todd!"

…

Highland hound is really not tasty.

This was Leon's conclusion after his first attempt.

Not only was the firewood very strong, but it also had a fishy smell, and it was cooked in white water, which was really not to Leon's liking.

then,

When Todd stepped into the lord's castle, the generous Mr. Leon gave the breakfast in front of him to this old man who had served Antolia wholeheartedly.

"Thank you for your gift, my generous lord."

Todd did not reject anyone who came, and with hatred for the plateau hound, he bit off a piece of meat from the bone.

"Is something wrong?"

At this moment, Todd should have been training new recruits in the military camp, or inspecting the fortifications on the city wall.

Now that I came here, I definitely wouldn't just come here to have a bad breakfast.

"Last night, the patrol caught a thief."

"Thief?"

Leon couldn't help but be a little surprised.

To know,

Maybe it’s because the mercenaries often developed side jobs before.

In the hearts of the Antolians, theft is a more serious evil than robbery.

"who is it?"

Leon put down the knife and fork in his hand and asked in a deep voice.

The Thorn Territory has just experienced a fierce battle. If someone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters, Leon would not mind letting this person feel the iron fist of the nobles.

"That person is not one of your subjects." Todd said truthfully.

"Um?"

"Last night, the patrol found this guy in the city. Then he panicked and slipped over the wall to the military camp."

Todd was a little dumbfounded by this, after all, this luck was really too bad.

"Not my subjects? How did you get in?"

Leon felt a little confused.

No one wants to come to Antolia to experience the hound siege, right?

Todd paused and replied:

"That man is a mountain man, or rather, a savage."

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