My Magic Age

The knight guards guarding the castle gate were all wearing exquisite mail on their upper bodies and battle skirts covered with striped armor plates on their lower bodies. Every time they jumped and chopped, they were as precise as the demonstration in the textbook. This group of warriors who could hold a knight sword weighing more than 50 kilograms and wield it at will could make three consecutive slashes at the college students without any power-gathering posture. The kind of suppression style of one force over ten skills could completely collapse people's psychological defenses in a short time.

These guards guarding the castle gate should have been followers of the nobles in the castle, but their levels were obviously above the scope of first-level warriors, and everyone's movements were very coordinated, and the cooperation between them was very tacit, which made me feel that these guards were not like followers of those noble boys, but more like members of the knights in the guard camp.

These young warrior apprentices who were drunk with alcohol and hallucinogens were chopped by the heavy knight's heavy sword and had almost no power to fight back.

Vernon was a student with extremely strong combat effectiveness in Staines College. He had successfully promoted to a first-level warrior before graduation.

At this time, only he and a team of warrior apprentices were still holding on the stone steps, trying to charge towards the castle gate.

Vernon's Roman sword slashed at the knight on the opposite side. The knight raised his knight's light shield and skillfully swung Vernon's Roman sword away. Vernon used too much force and actually revealed a flaw.

How could the knight with a mask on the opposite side miss such a great opportunity? He jumped into the air and stabbed Vernon in the head with his sword in his backhand.

Vernon was drunk and his body swayed from side to side. He had just rushed and chopped with his warrior apprentices, and his physical strength was greatly consumed. He was panting violently, and it was obvious that his strength had been exhausted. Seeing the sword coming head-on, he was horrified.

He had no time to adjust his breath, and barely raised his sword to meet it, trying to push away the heavy sword of the knight on the opposite side.

But when the blade of the Roman sword touched the knight's sword, a huge pressure like a tide seemed to be able to bend Vernon's strong arm in the opposite direction. Even so, he could not block this fierce sword.

At this critical moment, Vernon could only twist his waist with difficulty. The blade of the knight's sword stabbed Vernon's chest dangerously, cutting a foot-long cut on his hard leather breastplate. Vernon's face turned extremely pale at this moment.

The knight turned his wrist and used the knight's sword to slash Vernon's chest. Vernon shouted and fell backwards directly, and held the Roman sword across his chest to block the knight's counter-slash again, but he didn't have time to protect his lower body. The knight raised his foot and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen. The man flew backwards in the shape of a shrimp, and collided with several college students who rushed up behind him, and rolled down the stone steps in embarrassment.

I secretly cast a "water therapy" on Vernon from behind the angel stone sculpture. A faint light appeared on his body, but because several warrior apprentices rolled into a ball with him, the crisp and pleasant healing sound was covered up. No one noticed that at this moment, Vernon's originally dull and turbid eyes became much clearer. He opened his mouth and looked at me incredulously. I didn't want him to see it, so I quickly lay down behind the stone statue without moving. Vernon stood up from the ground with a suspicious look on his face, and reached out to help his companions around him up, frowning, as if he was recalling the vague memory before.

A warrior apprentice next to Vernon wanted to rush to the stone steps, but was pulled by Vernon.

"Ben, wait!" Vernon rubbed his forehead while stopping his companions.

Many warrior apprentices of Stans College have been blindly following Vernon, with Vernon as their leader. Now they are leading the way.

"What happened, Boss Vernon?" The shield warrior apprentice named Ben looked at Vernon with a puzzled look.

Vernon seemed to have woken up from a dream at this moment. He was shocked and began to realize the seriousness of the problem. His face began to turn pale: "Has anyone seen Abel?"

"Yes, where is Boss Abel? He was the one who brought us here. Why is he gone?" Someone around him immediately echoed.

The knights on the stone steps continued to press down. They were like a row of meat grinders. Wherever they passed, they completely killed the college students. Even though there were a few students like Vernon who had just been promoted to first-level warriors, they were too young after all. They had just become first-level warriors and their realm had not even stabilized. Facing the heavy knights' heavy swords, they were instantly killed by those experienced knights without any resistance.

I secretly cast magic and cast "hydrotherapy" on several leaders in the college crowd. They woke up from the hallucinations one after another. Seeing the scene in front of them, it was like being poured with a bucket of ice water from head to toe, and they were instantly frozen.

I used "hydrotherapy" one after another from behind the angel stone sculpture to wake up the nearby college students. Of course, this time I mainly wanted to rescue Tracy's friends from Stans College, and the focus was also to take care of these students wearing Stans College combat leather armor as much as possible. As long as they can recognize that they are students of Stans College, I will give them a "hydrotherapy" for free.

Among this group of college students, more and more people began to gradually wake up from their confusion. When they realized that they were in Field Manor, no one was an idiot. They all knew what kind of punishment they would receive for breaking into a noble manor, so naturally they were all scared and turned pale.

The most common saying among many women in El City to coax their children is: If you continue to disobey, you will be sent to the frontier town to build the city wall in the future!

Many young college students are very afraid of this kind of exile-style punishment. They are not old enough to travel alone, and their fear of the outside world is greater than their curiosity about the outside world. The last bit of fighting spirit is After waking up, he completely collapsed.

Vernon was the first one to wake up. He almost reacted the fastest and shouted to his companions: "Let's go, let's go quickly, we were deceived by the despicable Abel!"

Yes, there are no forced girls here, nor are there any dissolute aristocratic young men. There is only a quiet castle and a row of powerful knights. They are like a wall, firmly blocking the front of the castle, quiet. to protect the dignity of this castle.

I ran along the shadow area and ran into the bushes next to the large fountain in front of the castle. No one noticed in the chaos, and there were actually people hiding in the dark. This made me a little proud.

Many students were deeply afraid of imperial laws, so the leader shouted, "Run, run, let's get out of here!" Some people took the lead and turned around and ran towards the gate of the manor, while the rest of the students stopped. No fighting spirit, no courage to fight, like a bereaved dog running away, turning around like the tide, running away from the gate of the manor.

What I look forward to most is that Vernon can run out of Field Manor safely with the people from Stans College, which can also be regarded as fulfilling his promise to Tracy.

However, I discovered that Vernon and some students from Stans College were not in a hurry to evacuate. Instead, they formed a line of defense with the few students among this group of college students who had been promoted to first-level warriors. They wanted to remove those who came from the stone steps. The knights who rushed down blocked them to buy more time for the students who escaped, but they were almost unable to stand against the heavy swords of those knights.

"Idiot!" I cursed Vernon in my mind, but I was impressed by his chivalry. He was indeed a born leader.

Sighing, I took out a gray magic robe from my magic waist bag and put it on my body. I also put the conical hat on the back of the magician's robe on my head, so that my face could be deeply covered in the conical hat. People can't see my face clearly, so they dare to poke their heads out of the bushes.

A group of dark blue magic lines spread out from around my body. I know that once these magics are used, they can no longer be hidden. Those gorgeous blue normal lines will be drawn into a huge The pattern, accompanied by the sound of my mantra, made me appear in everyone's eyes.

Because the magic 'Ice Wall' I want to cast cannot be as easy as a short 'Water Healing' spell.

He suddenly appeared from the bushes, and a huge six-pointed star formation appeared next to him, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

What I'm most worried about is that Ledie or Nelson will suddenly rush out from the balcony on the second floor and prevent me from casting a spell. No one can underestimate the power of a magician at this time.

At this time, I could even clearly hear someone in the stands on the second floor cursing: "Damn it, who can tell me where this magician comes from?"

But fortunately, Ledie is now a noble princess. At this time, she should not tear off her palace evening dress and jump down to trouble me. It seems that even Nelson has to behave like a gentleman and There was no intention of taking action, and the balcony on the second floor seemed very quiet.

A knight rushed out of the castle, wielding a knight's heavy sword, and struck Vernon's Roman sword firmly, making another 'ding' sound.

Vernon was hit by the huge force from the opposite knight's heavy sword, causing him to half kneel on the ground. The hand holding the heavy sword was shaking constantly. A gash had been opened at the tiger's mouth, and bright red blood was stained all over his hands. Vernon's knees hit the ground, shattering a complete bluestone slab, and the Roman sword fell to the ground. He put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but he was too exhausted and staggered again. Fell to the ground.

A warrior apprentice behind Vernon quickly followed up, blocked the opposite knight's heavy sword with a hammer, and rescued Vernon from the knight.

A cruel smile appeared on the knight's face, and he said coldly: "Just take it easy, boys!"

He raised the heavy sword again, swung it round and slashed at Vernon. The edge of the heavy sword made a sharp sound as it broke through the air. Vernon raised his sword to meet him in shock. When the Roman sword touched the knight's heavy sword, he was instantly deflected. When he came back, he was not at the same level of strength at all. The iron nail hammer of the warrior apprentice who was assisting Vernon behind him was cut off directly. Just when the heavy sword was about to hit Vernon's shoulder, a large The hammer narrowly blocked a fatal blow for Vernon.

Fortunately, a tall weapons warrior felt it in time and blocked a heavy blow from the opposite knight with his two-handed hammer.

The weapon warrior stared into the knight's eyes and said without any sign of weakness: "Then it depends on your ability!"

After all, there are only a few among the academy students who have successfully advanced to become warriors, and many of them are like Vernon, who are extremely physically exhausted. It is difficult to withstand the fierce crushing of the wolf-like knights on the opposite side, so the newly formed defense line collapses at the first touch, and even Several college students were injured to varying degrees. The most serious student had one of his legs cut off by a heavy sword.

The situation became even more difficult to control after seeing blood. The knights who had been trying their best to restrain themselves and were ready to slowly wear down the tempers of these college students with a conventional fighting style finally couldn't control their anger bit by bit, and began to attack more heavily.

At this moment, a three-meter-long ice wall suddenly fell from midair and hit the castle knights on the stone steps.

The ice wall was originally very hidden under the cover of the night. I don't know where a rocket flew from, but it was nailed on the ice wall floating in the sky, revealing its true form. The knights who rushed out of the castle under the ice wall looked at the behemoth above their heads in horror, and dodged everywhere. In an instant, the unbreakable human wall formed by the knights disappeared.

Speaking of it, the heavy ice wall did not have any special power. It was just because of its huge size. Using the power of its own weight, it would bury the knights under the ice layer, and the heavy ones would also break their bones and tendons. However, because someone had discovered it beforehand, the prepared knights would not wait for the ice wall to fall. They retreated to the stone steps of the castle. This was the main gate of the castle, and the rainproof eaves at the gate provided sufficient shelter for the knights.

The ice wall that fell from the sky smashed into pieces on the stone steps, and the broken ice pieces splashed everywhere. The broken ice dust raised a piece of ice mist. The entire ice wall fell on the stone steps, just separating the knights from the college students. Vernon and the college students naturally knew that such an opportunity was rare, and almost without any hesitation, they turned around and ran out of the main gate of the castle.

I chased after Vernon, trying my best to close the distance between us, and shouted to him: "Tell the people in your college to run to the fountain!"

Vernon almost did not hesitate at all, and directly relayed my words. Sure enough, Vernon had a high prestige in Stans College. Most of the students from Stans College scattered in the crowd followed Vernon's words, gathered together and ran straight to the fountain.

There were also two students from Stans College pretending not to hear, blending in with the crowd and running along the corridor of the courtyard, bypassing the fountain and running towards the castle gate.

At this time, the knights in the castle behind had broken through the ice wall and chased after our group of students very quickly. I found that they were running faster than these college students and were about to catch up with us in a blink of an eye. Seeing that our group was blocked by the fountain, they did not rush to catch us, but chased after the other college students along the corridor beside the fountain.

The next moment, I stepped directly into the fountain, which was one or two meters deep, and stepped on the water. My fingers kept drawing blue halos, and a series of simple magic circles appeared in front of me. I said loudly to Vernon: "Come up quickly, let your people run forward along the pool, don't look back, and those with wind circles under their feet come up first..."

This is the magic skill of "walking on water".

I turned on the magic release speed to the extreme, and groups of blue halos kept floating out. In an instant, more than a dozen students from Stans College all had the ability to "walk on water". One after another, the students from Stans College walked onto the water surface of the fountain with surprise on their faces, as if they had been saved from a desperate situation.

These Stans students never looked back as I said, and ran forward wantonly on the water surface of the two-hundred-meter-long fountain, rushing towards the castle gate.

The last person to leave was still Vernon. Before leaving, he was still shouting at me: "No matter who you are, I, Vernon, owe you one!"

He turned around and ran a few steps, and found that I was still standing there. He couldn't help but shout to me anxiously: "Come up with me quickly, let's go together!"

I waved to him and refused to leave with them.

I made a victory gesture to myself, and was secretly proud of myself, but I didn't expect that two knights who rushed out of the castle would stare at me. They were probably angry that I hit them with an ice wall, and they rushed straight towards me with heavy swords...