#265 - The Court Mage's Purpose

The Gracia Federation has been established for less than a century.

Their experience in governing the country is also entirely based on exploration, but the magic cognition of spellcasters is completely different.

Spellcasters initially received guidance from the Holy Church, and later, they borrowed combat-style magic from court mages on the battlefield.

Through these studies, they formed their own magic system.

But no matter how much experience this system borrowed from external magic organizations, they never came into contact with real flying magic.

For spellcasters like Layton Gavin, flying magic is like a bright star hanging in the sky, mysterious and unattainable.

In the entire Federation, including the Dean of the Spellcaster Academy, who was also a good friend of the old Marshal, no one has mastered the magical secrets of long-distance flight.

The court mages of the Menila Empire, who are in a long-term confrontation with the Federation, can only rely on fire dragons, ancient and powerful magical creatures, to achieve flight.

As for the mysterious magic blood robe worn by the court mages, it can only achieve short-distance teleportation.

But even such a robe has caused the spellcasters a lot of suffering in the war.

For wizards living on the entire Lousers continent, flying is like a brilliant and illusory dream that lingers in their minds.

Countless people have exhausted their lives exploring, but no one has ever been able to cross that gap.

Watching Hansaman leave on a flying broom, the two Federation lieutenant generals were so surprised that their eyes widened.

Their eyes were full of disbelief, as if they had witnessed a world-shattering miracle.

"Are you sure the tribal wizards didn't master this flying magic before!"

Layton Gavin, the leader of the Federation spellcasters, a battle-hardened man with sharp eyes like an eagle, instantly came back to his senses.

His eyes shot towards Lieutenant General Dylan like a cold light.

In his mind, the fact that tribal wizards have mastered flying magic is like a blockbuster, enough to change the entire war situation.

This is undoubtedly a crucial military secret. Once the Federation's high-level officials know about it, the carefully formulated war strategy will definitely be completely overturned.

Lieutenant General Dylan looked sincere, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead anxiously.

He quickly waved his hand to defend himself: "I really don't know, the last time I came to Xingdao, as soon as I set foot on this land,

I was trapped by that weird magic circle, and all I saw were illusions. I didn't see this kind of flying magic at all."

Layton's eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to penetrate Lieutenant General Dylan's soul.

"That is to say, it is very likely that they have only mastered it recently?"

"Not necessarily. The inheritance of these tribal wizards is too ancient. We simply don't know what else they are hiding."

Listening to Lieutenant General Dylan's explanation, Layton's eyes were fixed on the direction where Hansaman left.

His eyes were like a wolf staring at its prey, nodding thoughtfully, while secretly calculating in his heart.

"Whether this magic was passed down by them, or whether they only mastered it recently, it must be brought to the Federation."

As soon as this thought was born, it quickly took root in Layton's heart like a seed.

"Okay, you can wait a moment. The High Priest will be back soon."

The steady and peaceful voice of the Star Radiance Great Wizard broke the brief silence.

After all, there is also a similar magic prop in the tribe: the flying cloak.

It's just that this cloak is not as convenient to control as the flying broom.

The High Priest has been studying it out of curiosity recently.

A while after Hansaman left, a flash of fire suddenly flashed behind the reception room.

Immediately afterwards, exclamations came from the tribesmen outside.

"Fire, fire."

"Quick, get a wizard to put out the fire."

The Great Wizard Hailan and the Great Wizard Xingmang looked at each other and instantly understood the situation.

"It must be the little fire dragon setting fire again. I'll put out the fire, you entertain the guests."

The Great Wizard Hailan said firmly, and then quickly walked outside.

Layton Gavin was full of doubts and couldn't help asking: "What fire dragon?"

"Oh, it's that kind of ancient magical creature. It's also the pet of our tribe's High Priest."

"Can I take a look?"

Although he didn't know how the tribal wizards defined the fire dragon, hearing the name still made Layton couldn't help but be curious.

Seeing that the two spellcasters had stood up, the Great Wizard Xingmang did not stop them.

In his opinion, the little fire dragon will gradually grow up in the future. When it goes out to sea to forage, it will inevitably be difficult to avoid the spellcasters' detection.

Rather than causing too much misunderstanding at that time, it is better to explain it now.

Of course, the safety of the little fire dragon must be the top priority, so the two Great Wizards accompanied the spellcasters outside.

As soon as they came out of the reception room, they saw the Great Wizard Hailan already standing in front of the burning house, raising his hand to cast a spell to summon a large wave of sea water.

The fierce sea water was like a tamed beast, pouring down on the burning roof.

In the blink of an eye, the flames on the roof were extinguished, leaving only wisps of green smoke.

Such witchcraft is not uncommon for the two spellcasters, after all, they themselves have mastered similar magic.

But when they focused their attention on the creature under the tree, flapping its wings, jumping around, and even helping the children roast sweet potatoes, they were stunned.

Although this creature was not as tall as an adult, it had a pair of huge wings.

Its claws were exceptionally powerful, as if they could easily crush rocks.

The flames spewing from its mouth were scorching and dazzling. The huge sweet potato was only slightly touched, and it immediately turned to ashes.

Layton and Lieutenant General Dylan looked at each other, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

"The court mages must have come for it!"

Layton Gavin had fought the Menila Empire for a lifetime and knew that the Empire's fire dragon was already old.

In this war, although the fire dragon could still soar and even attack cities,

But it needed to rest for a long time after each battle, and its flying speed was not as good as before.

The little fire dragon in front of him was completely different.

Just born, it exuded vigorous vitality and had great growth potential.

According to the fire dragon's growth rate, it would be able to become the overlord of the sky in less than a year.

The side that owns it will definitely be able to take the absolute initiative in the war.

While Layton was looking at the little fire dragon, he was carefully thinking about the time when the court mage left the continent and the time he arrived at the Vina Islands.

Looking at the size of the little fire dragon in front of him, he became more and more certain.

The court mages must have learned the news that a fire dragon was born on Xingdao, and came to try to take it away.

It's just that the court mages were not as skilled as others, and were captured by the tribal wizards and locked in the dungeon.

While Layton was thinking, the Great Wizard Hailan had finished dealing with the fire.

"It should be that the little fire dragon saw the High Priest leaving, wanted to learn to fly, and then came here."

The Great Wizard Hailan said while scolding the tribal children on the square.

"Don't let the little fire dragon roast sweet potatoes for you. If you want to roast them, start your own fire."

Just after he finished speaking, he immediately shouted at a little boy who ran over.

"Stop, you can't let the little fire dragon roast meat either!"

Looking at this happy and harmonious scene, which should not have happened, Layton Gavin took several deep breaths.

"This is a fire dragon! A great weapon that determines the direction of the war, but it's actually used to roast sweet potatoes~~~

After taking away all the food in the children's hands, three wizards flew from the distant sky.