The Wizard’s Immortality (Wizarding Immortal)

Looking at Cadiz sitting quietly beside Count Boria in the distance, Adil withdrew his gaze, and a little doubt arose in his heart.

"Is it the news that Count Boria deliberately blocked, or is there another reason?"

He looked at Boria in the distance and thought to himself.

Among these two possibilities, Adil is more inclined to be the other reason.

The reason is also very simple.

As the commander of the personal guard, the Flaral knight has fought for the Count of Boria for many years, and is absolutely his own.

In terms of identity, the Flaral Knight has a distant blood relationship with the Earl of Boria, and his identity in the entire territory is also second only to Arcadilla, the commander of the Black Knights.

The identity and relationship are enough. According to common sense, Count Boria does not need to hide this matter from him, and there is no reason to hide it so deeply.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his eyes away, gradually focusing on Arcadilla, who was opposite Count Boria.

In the front, Arcadilla was wearing a well-fitting dress, her blond hair was loose, and the whole person looked handsome and cheerful. I don't know how many noble girls' hearts were captured on this occasion.

Seemingly feeling Adil's sight, he put down the wine glass in his hand and turned to look into the distance.

The two sharp lines of sight collided in mid-air, and seemed to rub out a little spark.

Adil looked at Arcadilla who was looking at him from a distance, a gentle and humble smile appeared on his face.

He raised the wine glass on the table, shook it toast, then lowered his head, no longer looking in that direction, looking low-key and silent.

A feast goes wild until late.

The drunk nobles and warriors were carried down by their servants to rest one after another. When the original people were almost gone, only the last group of people was left to continue the end of the banquet.

Arcadilla and Count Boria were also in a state of drunkenness. They seemed to have drank a lot, so they went back to rest.

On the side, watching the two people in the center leave the table, the knights who were sitting on the side got up one after another, divided into two distinct groups, and left around the two.

"how is the situation?"

After walking a long way, and outside the castle, Arcadilla asked the knight beside him.

At this time, his face was calm and his body was tall and straight. Although his body was a little messy and smelled of alcohol, he couldn't hide his heroism, and he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

Perhaps, he was not drunk in the first place, and the drunken appearance before was just pretending.

"The situation is still under control." On the side, a knight replied: "Count Boria has a total of seven knights under his command. One was killed on the front line before, and two were defeated by us, so there are only four remaining. Everyone has a certain army in their hands."

"And among these four people, the most difficult thing to do is that old man Fulaer."

"You still missed one, don't forget the new knight named Adil. After all, there are still five people." A person interrupted.

"How can it be the same." The person before said disdainfully: "A new knight who has been promoted for less than two or three months. I am afraid that the adaptation period has not passed yet. I can solve him with one hand."

"Don't underestimate this knight. Although he has not been promoted for a long time, his strength will definitely not be weak, and he may even catch up with Fulaer."

Standing in the center, Arcadilla shook her head.

"how can that be!"

On the side, several knights who followed Arcadilla shouted in unison, and a trace of disbelief flashed in their eyes.

"It's true, I can't feel wrong, the pressure this kid puts on me is unbelievable."

Arcadilla said slowly, and then a sneer appeared on his face: "Hehe, if I remember correctly, he will be fourteen in a few months.

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"A thirteen-year-old strong knight, the blood of this half-elf is really easy to use. With such a talent, even I can't bear to kill him."

His face gradually turned cold, and the murderous intent on his heroic-looking face was not concealed in the slightest.

"This..." On the side, a knight said hesitantly: "Since the lord has taken a fancy to his talent, why don't you send someone to test it and see if you can turn the tide?"

"It's useless." Arcadilla's expression didn't change, but she said coldly: "Have you forgotten that this child is the same race as that old Boria? Why should you help us outsiders deal with themselves? uncle."

"And, have you forgotten?"

He continued: "Not long ago on the front line, we just joined the group of orcs to trap the noble coalition. If I remember correctly, Baron Ashland died there. He was besieged by a group of orc warriors, and he died miserably in the end. ."

"We just killed our father with our front feet, and now you come to tell me to rebel?"

Speaking of this, Arcadilla shook her head and came to a conclusion: "In the entire Northland, anyone can be turned against, but Fulaer and Adil are impossible."

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On the other side, Adil was walking alone on the long and narrow road, there was no one around, and he seemed quiet.

It was already midnight, and the sound of insects around was intermittent, breaking the silence of the night.

Before he knew it, he came to a flat field where he used to train.

There was no one in the familiar place at this time. After a while, Adil walked to the center of the training ground, drew his sword from his waist, and thought quietly.

"The original knight's secret skills, after reaching the level of the great knight, become much cruder. If it is against the level of those knights, it is fine, but if it is at the level of the great knights like Arcadilla, I am afraid it will not play a big role. ."

Thinking of Arcadilla's appearance and the terrifying physical quality of the other party, Adil thought silently as he stood there.

"Chip, establish a mission, and improve the knight's secret skills with the existing data!"

After a while, he ordered to the chip in his mind.

In an instant, a huge flow of information appeared in Adiel's mind.

His perception and experience of using knight secret skills in the past, as well as the knight secret skills he has seen used by others, all came to Adiel's mind one by one as a chip reference, serving as the basic information for perfecting knight secret skills .

"As soon as the mission was established successfully, the estimated remaining completion time is: four days and three hours."

The mechanical voice in his mind sounded in an instant.

Adil stood on the spot and trained here for a while before leaving.

a few days later.

One morning, the mechanical prompt in his mind woke Adil up.

"Ding! The deduction has been completed."

Listening to the familiar mechanical sound in his mind, Adiel slowly opened his eyes and touched his forehead, and then he reacted.