Alchemist Wizard

"War mission..."

Roy pondered after listening.

Although Netherlands was a relatively peaceful world, not as intense as the Plane Battlefield, war missions would occasionally arise, facing various enemies.

He went outside and had Celine gather the team, briefly explaining the situation.

Upon hearing this, everyone was eager and full of anticipation.

"We've been here for over half a year, just waiting for this opportunity!"

"Regular missions are too few, and even if we save up, we might not get a chance!"

"Finally, we can show our true capabilities!"

In contrast to the excitement and anticipation of the team, the nobles in Scarto City, led by the city lord, were filled with anxiety.

That day, they sent a messenger to invite Roy to stay in the city.

Roy decisively refused.

"Wizards and apprentices focus on their own abilities. Using our supernatural powers to harass the enemy army is the best strategy. What's the point of hiding in the city?

We're not here to be bodyguards for these local nobles, protecting their property and safety."

He didn't even bother with the letter, simply tossing it aside.

He only cautioned Andov and the others: "Stay in groups of three or five, and never go alone.

Also, be extremely careful with the Black Knights transformed by the Soul Binding Demon Armor. Try not to make enemies of them!"

"Understood!"

Andov and the others all responded.

"Lord Roy, are you planning to fight alone?" Atedia asked, sensing the underlying meaning in Roy's words.

"Exactly, I will strike at their core and eliminate this army," Roy said.

Atedia's face lit up with anticipation, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

This time, Roy responded to her expectations: "You will come with me, and Yanila, you will carry Celine to assist from the side."

He didn't plan to ride Yanila anymore; she didn't even budge when he nudged her.

Atedia was greatly encouraged!

Although she didn't know the reason, she could tell that Lord Roy preferred to ride her!

...

That night, Roy left the quarry and waited near Scarto City.

He waited for three days.

Finally, the army arrived.

The centaur world of Netherlands, known as the Knight World among wizards, was due to their unique physiology, making them natural cavalry.

A vast force of over ten thousand men and horses charged forward, creating an immense spectacle.

Roy watched from afar, his expression unchanged.

Atedia, however, was slightly moved.

"What a strong army! Their discipline, their formation, the commander must be skilled!"

But then she scoffed: "But they are just ordinary beings. Under your command, they will surely be no match!"

Roy laughed: "Dealing with Yanila and the others was just a warm-up, and I only directly defeated a few dozen men. Do you really have so much confidence in me?"

"Of course, during my training, I've seen other wizards in action. Even I have grown to this level thanks to the grace of the wizards."

Atedia withdrew her gaze from the vast army, her eyes firm.

"So I know that whether it's these border barbarians or the kingdom's army, none can stand against the wizards.

Daring to rebel is just seeking death!"

Roy chuckled upon hearing this.

She seemed to have more confidence in herself and the Wizard World than he had in himself and the Wizard World.

Perhaps this was the so-called zeal of the convert.

Roy suddenly understood why she had been selected for the castle guard and sent to his residence as a guard.

It wasn't just his teacher; other Wizards, after conquering a world, would also recruit commoners from the lower and middle classes, even those of lower status like outcasts and slaves, and train them or their children.

For Wizards who wielded Extraordinary Power, the physical constitution of ordinary people was of little importance, as long as it wasn't too poor or had congenital defects.

What they cared about was the mind and will.

Like the followers of the church...

The most loyal and fervent, willing to selflessly dedicate themselves to their faith, would be rewarded.

Roy asked a few simple questions and, as expected, Atedia came from the lower class of commoners. If it weren't for the Wizards ruling this world, not only would she have been a servant or slave, but hunger, cold, and disease could have killed her.

Being selected for the Guard had completely changed her fate.

"Although my teacher often criticizes himself and mocks his predecessors for their various shortcomings and failures.

In fact, these measures to strengthen their rule were still carried out."

Roy thought to himself.

The Wizard World, having colonized and plundered so many worlds, had long since gained rich experience.

These fervent local followers were actually the most valuable assets!

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The army continued to advance.

Soon, they officially reached the city walls.

"They're here..."

"So many... so many troops!"

"Could there be tens of thousands? Has Kairon mobilized all those barbarian tribes?"

"These bandits are truly despicable, they've actually joined forces!"

On the city walls, the city lord and others were trembling with fear, filled with despair at the situation before them.

The city's defenses were lax, and corruption was rampant, leaving them with little confidence to resist.

The enemy quickly launched their attack.

Centaurs were not adept at climbing, and while they could employ various tactics on the plains, their methods were relatively limited in siege warfare.

They sent soldiers running with baskets, dumping piles of earth and stones.

Arrows flew back and forth, and shields were raised to block them.

Amid the clamor, the moat was quickly filled halfway, with the bodies of many Centaur Slaves pushed into it, speeding up the progress.

However, Roy also quietly approached from behind, ordering Atedia to charge towards the enemy's command flag.

He was alone, but clad in Silver Battle Armor and wielding a Star Iron Chain Spear, he immediately caught the attention of the Centaurs.

"A human? A Warlock Apprentice!"

"Kill him!"

At the command post within the army formation.

A burly Centaur clad in heavy cold iron armor and wearing a mask spoke.

He was the son of the great chieftain Kairon, Kassad's brother Marcel.

"Yes!"

The Centaurs responded in unison.

Soon, several small squads of more than 10 riders each broke off from the formation and converged towards Roy.

They did not underestimate Roy, as they judged him to be at the apprentice level.

At this critical moment of the siege, they didn't even have time to mobilize slaves, directly sending elite soldiers as cannon fodder.

At the same time, powerful bows and crossbows were set up.

As they charged, arrows rained down like a storm.

Despite being separated by over a hundred paces, the distance was no closer than an apprentice-level spell, and the attack's power was equally formidable.

However, Roy swung his chain spear without even glancing at the arrows and charged in.

He himself was clad in Silver Battle Armor, and the chainmail Atedia wore was also a fine piece imbued with Wizardry Energy.

They almost completely ignored these minor injuries.

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