Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 763 - 236: Is That How You Use an Autonomous Puppet? Wolf Cavalry Emerging from the Bloody Sea (10K)_6

The moment his understanding became clear, he immediately grasped the two core concepts of this system. The first was the subdivision of Mage classifications to save on learning costs.

The second was to enhance Mages' combat and survival abilities as they were born for battle.

Especially after attending the class of Lord Kael and learning that this system had already been equipped with a series of spells tailored precisely to its core concepts, he took action immediately.

If I can't approach the true genius' versatility, then why not take a shortcut and at least come close in my strengths, no problem with that, right?

With this idea in mind, he came to the then somewhat desolate Lancaster Territory with trepidation and indeed achieved some moderate success within the War Mage System.

And then... he witnessed Lord Kael's rise with his own eyes.

At this moment, he felt he understood why his good friend held Lord Kael in such high esteem.

Sometimes, it seemed that just by watching his silhouette, one could feel the tidal wave of the era about to engulf oneself.

At this moment, the so-called "pride of a Mage" seemed so trivial, and his heart told him that the third crossroad deciding his future was already laid out before him.

At the first crossroad, he gave up the familiar profession of curse swordsman to choose Mage.

At the second crossroad, he forwent the orderly growth of life in the academy to come to Lancaster.

Now, the third crossroad had arrived.

Although his true thoughts were worlds apart from his partner's, the choices the two of them made were ultimately identical.

"War Mage... not just a War Mage in the context of magical philosophy, but a War Mage who becomes a new profession in opposition and unity with traditional Mages!

I have chosen paths in life's decisions that differ drastically from what ordinary people make, without a doubt, it has been a gamble.

Fortunately, I have won the gamble!"

The Shadow Wolf beneath him was howling.

Even the rain couldn't stop the smell of blood from spreading through the air.

Behind the Mage Apprentice, pairs of blue, semi-transparent hands of full battle emerged into the void.

More group enhancement spells were cast upon the Wolf Cavalry.

Soon, the barbarians of this tribe learned within the growing piles of corpses that their futile resistance was nothing but a death warrant.

Compared to that Knight on a steed that seemed to have returned from Hell.

And compared to those Wolf Cavalry who were more ferocious than wild beasts.

Even the most elite fighters of their tribe could hardly resist.

The northern wasteland was truly too impoverished.

Their survival up to this point was partly due to the protection of Totems and also due to the scarcity of resources in the entire northern wasteland, which made it difficult to cultivate strong professionals.

They say, "Concentrated power can punch through even the hardest rock," but the tribes were loose alliances formed by barbarians banding together for warmth.

There wasn't much concentrated power to speak of, and even as the barbarians of the tribe charged towards the Wolf Cavalry time after time, they fell like harvested leeks, batch after batch.

Even before the blood drained from their freshly pierced bodies could dry, it was devoured and digested by the Gluttonous Slimes, reconverted into energy for their own continuous combat.

[Harvested!]

That was the first thought that came to the barbarians' minds.

Yes, that's right, these are young people who do not resemble the brave and skilled professionals they typically understood.

If that Knight on the Hell Horse turned the three meters in front of him into a death zone for barbarians.

Then this group of Wolf Cavalry had the young's unique wolf-like ambition and the determination to tear a piece of flesh from their enemy...

Without a doubt, they were a pack of wolves!

In every sense of the word, cruel wolves that devour their prey without leaving a scrap!

When the onslaught ceased, the Mage Apprentice watched these frenzied men, dyed red with bloodstained froth, with a look of helplessness.

He seemed to understand immediately why people said, "Top-notch cavalry are the meat grinders of the battlefield."

"Mr. Dan, this should be the last one, right?"

The Mage Apprentice asked softly.

Yes, this was not the first tribe to be utterly annihilated by the Wolf Cavalry.

It was… the eleventh.

Having spent a long time in Lancaster Territory, the Mage Apprentice was well aware that apart from the newly created War Mage class, there was another terrifying class within Lancaster that few knew of.

Parasitic Knights!

The rangers, with a Parasitic Knight among every one of them, exterminated their enemies, taking their bodies as nourishment, growing and evolving through consumption, each ounce of their strength saturated with the scent of slaughter.

Without a doubt, this was a bloody retribution.

Thankfully, after so many years in Lancaster, he had come to somewhat understand Lord Kael's way of thinking.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, until death do us part.

That was why he said that the tribes really must be insane to think of invading Lancaster.

This was without a doubt giving Lord Kael a reason to launch a justified vengeance.

If he were in the tribal leaders' shoes, he wouldn't dream of laying hands on a Border Lord with the Federation's support, a powerful Mage likely to inherit the Duchy.

Do they really think they are the holy Briania?

The Wolf Cavalry's levels still aren't close to those experienced Rangers who had grown over time; the gap was significant.

Now, the hungry wolf pack had had its fill, the taste of blood only making them more fearsome.

In the name of vengeance, a blood sacrifice of 11 barbarian tribes was made in exchange for a brand-new formidable force.

Lord Kael, my future teacher, is all of this within your expectations?

"Check the supplies, call back the forces to the city! Fast! Don't stay here, just in case the Totems make an indirect move."

Dan bellowed.

The group, already accumulating lightning war experience from the battles with the first ten tribes, didn't hesitate to quickly clear out the more valuable resources of the tribe and then turn to leave.

For a long time, they stood atop a mountain peak, the strong wind blowing.

The remaining Shadow Wolves of the Wolf Cavalry howled down towards the Lancaster Swamp at the foot of the mountain.

The howling persisted for a long, long time, and the Mage Apprentice felt his brain throb as he listened to the voice of the Titan Giant, torn into pieces, his mind trembling.

"I won the bet! Absolutely, I've won the bet once again!"

Dan looked into the distance, took out a signal flare, and ignited it directly, a beam of light shooting up into the sky.

…

On the other side.

"See, I told you, there was no need, right?"

Kael was smiling.

The Wolf Cavalry on the mountain were also smiling.

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