Seeing the magician gradually returning to normal, Salem finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Given the current situation of the Winged People, they probably really cannot afford such a loss.
Even if it's just a magician.
"King, we don't have enough medicine here. If we need to wake up the magicians later, I'm afraid..."
Butlo didn't finish his words, but Salem knew what he was going to say next.
"Don't worry, I looted a human kingdom in Area 5. Their collection contains many out-of-print magical plants. I'll have the pharmacist mix some of them."
Salem waved his hand and said.
This potion is actually not a rare item. It is just a supplement used by magicians to treat overdraft of magic power and mental strength.
But it is this supplement that can save the lives of many Winged Man magicians.
Without this potion, almost all the magicians present would not be able to wake up.
There is a fifty percent chance that they will fall into spiritual weakness like the magician just now.
The mildest case is dementia, and the worst is death.
"Wang, he's awake!"
After seeing the magician wake up, Butlo hurried forward and helped him up.
“I…..@￥%@￥”
The magician opened his mouth to say something, but the language system in his body had not been used for so long that it was in a semi-degenerate state.
It took a long time for the magician to adjust to his mouth again and then he could barely communicate normally.
"My king, may I ask why you have awakened me?"
The magician stood up and bowed slowly.
"I woke you up to inquire about the situation on the floating island in Area 5. Just tell me the truth."
The magician thought about it after hearing this, and after confirming the situation in Area 5, he said:
"Area No. 5 has been half destroyed by external forces. Northern Fortress No. 5 has lost contact, the magic link channel has been interrupted, and the magic circle's positioning has completely failed."
After hearing the magician's report, Salem's eyes darkened.
Before coming, he had prepared himself mentally.
After all, the garrison was completely wiped out, and Yun Hailong escaped with serious injuries, so it was normal for that area to be destroyed.
"Okay, I get it. After you recover, you can get back to work. Thank you for your hard work."
Salem patted the magician's shoulder gently, his tone full of pity.
But the Winged People still need their dedication, so Salem can only choose to let them down for the time being.
"Don't worry, King."
"I was mentally prepared to die here before I became a magician."
"My mother told me that the future of the Winged People's survival rests on my shoulders. Even if I die, I must not let the floating island fall."
The magician's words were very plain, with a plain tone, a plain expression, and plain body movements.
But these few plain words caused Salem to suffer great torment in his heart.
He thought for a moment and took out an orange potion from his arms.
"This is a soul potion I stole from the human kingdom. It should be a top-quality product made with the dye from the Emperor Orange Topaz Dragon."
"If any magicians in the Overwatch Office experience spiritual weakness, feed them this potion mixed with water."
This potion can truly be considered a top-notch product.
Even in the treasuries of the great nobles, there is only this one.
It is estimated that in the entire Azure Tide Kingdom, apart from the king's treasury, he is the only one who has such a branch.
He originally planned to keep it for himself in case of emergency.
But when he saw the magicians from the Inspectorate, he gave up the idea.
Good things should be left to those in need.
The magician community needs this life-saving device far more than he does.
"Yes! Thank you for your kindness, King!"
As a lower-level dragon knight and one of the high-ranking members of the Winged People, Butlo naturally knew the value of a bottle of top-notch soul potion.
Salem nodded, and without paying any attention to their plans, he turned around and left the inspection office.
Butlo and the magician just stared at Salem's back until he completely left, then they slowly withdrew their gaze.
"Let's hold on a little longer. I can sense that the king should have made plans for the next step. He might want to take us back to the surface."
"That's really great. This should be the long-cherished wish of our Winged People, right?"
"A long-cherished wish? What a long-cherished wish! Many Winged People have already forgotten where they once lived. They even oppose leaving the floating island and migrating to the ground!"
"That's normal. Those people must have adapted to life in the sky. They even believe they are a race born in the sky."
“.....”
"Yes, you are right. The Winged People are no better now than before. There are so many more idiots and fools out there for no reason."
Butlo seemed to have thought of something, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he no longer had the intention to continue communicating with the magician.
The magician beside him waved his hand nonchalantly.
He looked at the surrounding environment with nostalgia, especially the pot of green plants that Butlo had planted in the corner.
He stared at the plant intently for a long time before he reluctantly looked away and put his soul and magic power back into his work.
Butlo also looked at the magician with a complicated look. After confirming that the other party had entered the working state, he drew the magic power from the pot of green plants.
The green plants, having lost their magical support, instantly became withered.
"You're a magician, but how can you possibly grow plants in this environment?"
Butlo picked up the flowerpot in his left hand and the medicine in his right hand, and walked towards his office step by step.
For some reason, the back of this powerful dragon knight looked so lonely and sad.
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After leaving the Inspectorate, Salem returned to his palace.
But unlike before, his mood was particularly bad.
He questioned himself and his ancestors more than once.
Is this method of sacrificing some people in exchange for the survival of the majority really correct?
He considered himself a clever man and was often proud of his superior wisdom.
But now, he hated his own wisdom immensely.
It was because his wisdom only allowed him to discover the problem, but did not give him the solution to the problem.
He was like a dummy with a clear mind but a disobedient body, controlled by an unknown force, and walking step by step according to the layout arranged by the force until he met his end.
"Anyway, this is the only way I can go."
"That is, counterattack against humanity!!"
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