Chapter 151 Horned Camel
Out of some inexplicable awe, Miss Emilia Carleton did not dare to stare at the man endlessly, but just took a few sneak glances - the other person's whole face was originally bloodless, cold and sharp, but now only the lips showed a moist and soft light red, as if it was carefully ground by something, which made him appear strangely dazed and innocent.
If she dared to look closely, she might have discovered that this person was distracted, which was extremely rare. His smoky gray eyes were focused on a dead branch that was trembling helplessly and could not stand up under the weight of the snow.
Many common diseases are transmitted through bodily fluids, so humans instinctively resist the saliva of others. Therefore, kissing, the act of resisting physiological instincts to accommodate the other person, is regarded as a typical expression of affection in many civilizations.
The man did not interrupt him, but just listened quietly with a smile, watching him give a long and rigorous speech from various perspectives such as physiological pathology, social behavior, etc., and then found himself in a state of confusion and helplessness.
It was not until then that the other party reached out his hand and slowly and methodically rubbed his lips with his thumb, neither lightly nor heavily. The warm lines on the fingertips rubbed against the fragile and sensitive mucous membrane tissue. The strange tingling and numbness that followed made him lick it subconsciously, and then he tasted the faint bitterness that did not belong to his own skin.
“…”
For a moment, the other person's eyes suddenly became inexplicably... terrifying?
"May I?"
But his voice was very soft, as soft as the snow falling on the branches, for fear of scaring anything.
Just when Nova suspected it was an illusion, the man dropped his hand and leaned closer to him. He was startled to realize that the other person was very close to him, so close that he could clearly smell that reassuring scent again. His cool and soft golden hair fell down and got into his open collar, and he couldn't help but shudder.
The human's warm, patient breath was already within reach. Just a little closer and a true kiss would be complete—but the other person didn't seem to want to continue. She simply pressed her forehead against his, her long eyelashes sweeping across his skin. Despite the obvious aggressive gesture, the person seemed remarkably gentle and patient.
"You want to know why, don't you?" the Savior kindly reminded. "But only through practice can you get the answer you want."
...Yes, what the other party said is absolutely right, and he is a scholar with an extremely strong desire for knowledge.
So, in a spirit of inquiry, he solemnly and seriously touched the slightly pursed lip line of the other person with his own lips.
"professor."
Nova came to his senses and found that there were two horned camels following someone, and one of the horned camels was carrying dry food and a water bag on its back.
This is an extremely rare magical beast that has been successfully domesticated by humans. It is considered a specialty of the city of Barandu. It is famous for its excellent endurance and huge body with thick skin and flesh. In Nova's eyes, it looks a bit like an enlarged version of an antelope and a camel.
More importantly, this kind of monster is extremely resistant to spells. Spells that can easily kill humans are like scratching an itch to them. The sight of a group of heavily armored, sharp-horned camels charging forward is a nightmare for many enemies.
"The normal route would take at least ten days," Azuka explained, noting his gaze on the camels. "But if we take a shortcut, we can get back to White Tower in about two days. However, we'll have to pass through an extremely dangerous, uninhabited wasteland, and the carriage wheels will sink into the uneven sand."
There was originally another solution: a teleportation scroll. Emilia had one on her, and it was unknown where the Goddess of Love had gotten it from. Later, when they cleaned up the battlefield, they discovered that the scroll had been destroyed in the chaos.
"So we need to rely on these big guys... What are you doing?"
The professor was standing in front of a horned camel, lifting its thick lips and carefully examining its rough, yellow teeth and swollen, red tongue. The horned camel let out a breath nervously, and a mouthful of foul-smelling white foam flowed down its cheeks.
"Both horned camels are in heat," he said calmly. "Male horned camels in heat become extremely aggressive, disobeying orders and frequently injuring people. Female horned camels, on the other hand, are much more docile. That's why merchants in Barandu are only allowed to sell female horned camels and a small number of castrated male horned camels. Only the local military garrison is allowed to domesticate large numbers of intact male horned camels."
He glanced at the small horns on the two horned camels' heads and said, "And these are two female horned camels."
Emilia looked at the other person in confusion - what does this have to do with the estrus and male and female sex of the horned camel?
"...very strange." The professor narrowed his eyes. "A male horned camel will quickly go into heat if it smells the scent of a female horned camel in estrus. The estrus period for female horned camels is in late spring, so it's too early now. They must have been drugged. But at the beginning of spring, the horned camels have depleted their winter fat. Coupled with the scarcity of fodder, the mother horned camels lack milk, making it difficult for their calves to survive. No horned camel dealer would choose to breed them in winter."
Azuka quickly realized the problem: "The merchant selling the horn camel kept asking me what I wanted it for. I raised the price to three times the market price, and he reluctantly sold it to me."
"Follow me closely, don't run around." He slowly frowned, "I have a bad guess."
...Logically speaking, the timing doesn't match.
Barandu, a multiethnic border town, seemed, as they walked, somewhat vibrant. Children, their faces red with cold, ran about the streets, and massive horned camels hauled towering cargoes. The professor had already spotted numerous foreign vendors trying to sell them all sorts of strange wares. Honestly, he longed to stop and study them more closely, but he also agreed with the savior—the situation was not good, something was about to happen.
When the three were about a few hundred meters away from the city gate, the ground suddenly shook violently. A rumbling sound like thunder came from far away. People passing by on the street looked in the direction of the sound in fear and confusion. The two horned camels were also breathing anxiously, turning their heads frequently, as if they wanted to hide.
Azuka's expression turned cold, and he suddenly threw the reins. The two horned camels, which had been moving slowly, immediately sped up and ran. The soldiers guarding the city who were originally preparing to do a routine inspection were scratched and fell to the ground in a mess. They climbed up, shouting angrily and trying to catch up.
A soldier had already aimed his gun at them: "Don't run! Or we will shoot!"
The professor, standing behind the man, knowingly and tactfully hugged him tightly around the waist. Miss Carleton, on the other side, clung to the camel's neck, her face pale. This was truly too much for a noble lady—but fortunately, she soon felt an invisible force pinning her and her luggage to the camel's back. Aside from the bumpy ride, she escaped unharmed.
But soon the soldiers lost interest in dealing with the fugitives. Screams and cries echoed from behind. The professor took the time to turn his head and glance back: "The streets are full of released camels, all female!"
The panicked beasts rushed forward, overturning countless shelves and stalls in their wake and trampling passersby who couldn't dodge in time. Azuka used the wind to sweep up a child standing in the middle of the road, crying and surrounded by horned camels, and threw him into the arms of a woman crying on the side of the road.
But they seemed to be consciously gathering in a certain direction. Almost the next second, the savior and the villain shouted in unison: "Army!"
The garrison of the city of Barandu has a habit of raising a large number of tamed horn camels for use in battle, all of which are uncastrated male horn camels. The huge chaos caused by this can definitely make a well-trained army lose its combat effectiveness for a short time.
"What is that?!"
Suddenly someone pointed at the sky and screamed.
They looked up. Although it was noon, the rare winter sun was exceptionally bright and clear, a thick, cold black color appeared in a corner of the sky beyond the rugged city walls.
It was a strange black, as if swallowing up all light. As the dark void grew larger, the city walls it gently brushed against seemed composed of piled-up sand. The crumbling bricks, fallen bodies, and even the magic light cannons poised for fire all silently crumbled to ash, drifting away.
The high-ranking sorcerers stationed in the city were so frightened by the terrifying oppressive feeling that their faces turned pale. "Dark Scourge... A level 10 forbidden spell of darkness! This is a level 10 forbidden spell!"
Only saints can cast tenth-level forbidden spells, and the three saints of the Silver Iris Empire are not in the city of Barando, and there are no dark sorcerers either, which means that a new saint has been born.
Generally speaking, saints will not interfere in wars below the saint level.
What's worse now is that this saint, who does not belong to the Silver Iris Empire and is most likely from the Gray Domain Alliance, does not seem to be prepared to abide by the unspoken rules among all saints.
The alarm blared throughout the city of Barandu. This saint, a man of extreme caution, hadn't appeared until now. However, he first used a tenth-level forbidden spell to destroy the city walls, also destroying the magic light cannons used to protect against magical beasts and foreign enemies. Then, the void that represented death gradually vanished.
The other party did not seem to want to use the tenth-level forbidden spell to destroy the entire city of Barandu - and on the horizon outside the city of Barandu, which had completely lost the protection of the city walls, a huge alien army appeared.
The barbarians of the Gray Alliance, lacking manpower, guns, or even enough food, resorted to wielding cold weapons to plunder passing merchants in the barren wilderness. But a few magical light cannons mounted on the city walls could drive them back into the wilderness. And what if a large-scale attack on the city? Most warlocks' spells would be no match for a herd of enraged, heavily armored camels.
But now this army, whose blades gleamed coldly in the sunlight, had a saint in its possession, and they were facing the city of Barandu, which had lost the protection of its walls and magic light cannons, and whose garrison and horned camels were also in chaos.
A predictable bloodbath.
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