"Go away, Ryder's lackey!"

"Go back to Dawn Castle and report to your master!"

After taking the sacred oath, the princess no longer had any hesitation or fear in her heart.

Master Ande's body trembled slightly, his heart filled with helplessness. After a few seconds of silence, he sighed: "Your Highness, I am very sorry."

He gestured to his men: "Let's go."

Things had come to this point, even the sacred oath had been shouted out, and he had no choice but to implement the Duke's ultimate plan.

We can't really go to war with the Kingdom of Aaron, can we?

However, just as he was about to turn around, his arm was grabbed by the adjutant beside him, and he heard the adjutant's whisper in his mind.

"Sir, please don't let us live with shame for the rest of our lives!"

Ander's heart was shaken violently. He turned to look at his adjutant, only to see a determined look in his eyes.

Turning to look at the other black guards, he found that they were all looking at the princess with reverence, and every warrior had his weapon tightly gripped, apparently ready to go to war with Aaron's Night Guards.

Ender understood instantly: "This is the echo of the sacred oath."

After all, the warriors of Weilan could not bear to watch the princess of Weilan die at the hands of foreigners.

But Ander also knew that the 500 Black Iron Guards were no match for the 300 Aaron Night Guards.

In previous secret battles, the combat effectiveness of a single Aaron Night Guard was about two to three times that of the Black Iron Guard, and the more people there were, the higher the ratio was, even up to five times.

If a real fight breaks out, the Iron Guards will be defeated miserably, Master Shahram will be killed, and countless civilians around them will be slaughtered by the spillover aftermath of the battle.

Therefore, the two sides really cannot fight! However, his thoughts are no longer important, and reason cannot completely control people's hearts.

The Black Guards are determined to fight for the princess, and I'm afraid even the Duke's arrival will be of no use.

On the other side, Bloodflame Sarath also felt the tense atmosphere.

He didn't feel any fear in his heart, only excitement. He couldn't help but lick the Blood Drinker's Staff with his tongue, laughing.

"Ahaha~ Looks like a lot of blood will be shed tonight~~"

He was ordered by his superiors to control the intensity of the conflict, but that was the consideration of the politicians, while he was a pure warrior.

His first task is to clear the king's shame, and leave the other details to domestic politicians, after all, they are professional quibblers.

He also had the confidence that he could kill all the Black Guards on the opposite side, including the princess and the baron!

Just as the situation was about to get completely out of control, suddenly, a man in a black cloak walked out from the crowd.

He took off his cloak, revealing a female mage wearing tight leather armor and with an elegant temperament.

The female mage has long purple-black hair, violet eyes, soft facial features and a slightly plump and graceful figure.

It was Rosen's mentor, Mrs. Agnet.

She raised her staff high and shouted, "Willand's wizards, the alien race wants to slaughter our princess, are we just going to sit there and watch?!"

When these words came out, Master Sarath was slightly startled: "Is there any help?"

Sure enough, there was help.

Before Mrs. Agnet finished her shout, people kept coming out from the crowd around the square.

After a while, more than a thousand wizards came out.

They were all famous mages in Dawn City. Not only did they come themselves, they also brought their apprentices with them.

This even included Sir Humphrey, who was defeated by Rosen in chess.

Master Shahram hesitated for a moment and finally came out.

Lady Agnet walked to Selena first, and the more than a thousand mages also stood next to the Black Iron Guards, confronting Aaron's Night Guards opposite.

With the appearance of this group of people, the momentum of the Weilan people gained an absolute upper hand.

The common people of Weilan, who had been just watching the fun, also began to shout loudly.

"All the Aarons get out of Veran!"

"Get rid of Aaron's bastards!"

"Kill them all!"

At first there were sporadic shouts, but they became more and more numerous and soon spread like a raging fire.

"Aaron bastard, get out of Vilan!"

Countless civilians began to shout in unison, and the momentum was suddenly as terrifying as a landslide or tsunami.

The princess's sacred oath finally received the wildest and most violent echo in her heart! This change was very sudden and terrible, and Blood Flame Sarath's face became very solemn.

The Night Guards, who had been in neat formation, could not help but become agitated.

But Sarath did not back down, because there was someone stronger behind him.

A passage appeared in the middle of Aaron's Night Guards' formation, and two people walked out of it.

One of the two men was short and fat, the other short and strong. One held a short staff, and the other held a long staff. They were the two masters of magic who participated in this revenge operation.

The short and fat one is the supreme commander, the famous hound of King Aaron, and the master of magic, Schmidt.

He first used a four-ring "Voice of the Sky" to let his voice resound through the night sky.

"Aaron and Weilan are both members of the Natural Alliance and are comrades who once fought side by side!"

"We will never turn our swords against our comrades."

"But the Baron of the White Sturgeon Island has humiliated our king. We must wash away the shame with his blood!"

"As soon as we accomplish this, we'll leave."

At the same time, the short and strong man next to Master Schmidt suddenly stopped the staff in his hand, and a black light appeared on his figure. The black light expanded and grew into a shadow giant nearly thirty meters tall! This shadow giant had a pair of blood-red eyes and roared like thunder.

"My name is Lecent. Others call me Shadow Master, but I prefer to call myself 'Butcher'."

"Schmidt likes to reason, but I hate verbal arguments."

"I just have one thing to say: the Baron must die!"

As he spoke, the enormous shadow giant roared towards the sky. The huge sound waves spread out and actually suppressed the sound waves in the square.

The faces of the Nevilans, including the Black Guards, changed color and they couldn't help but look at Shahram, the master of magic of Vilan.

As a result, Master Shahram said nothing.

The master was short of breath, and the high spirits of the crowd also stagnated.

The ordinary people watching had never seen such a horrific scene, and most of them showed signs of retreat on their faces.

Many people couldn't help but think that since the other party had made it clear that they only wanted the Baron's life, there was no need to make such a big deal for a Baron.

Schmidt keenly sensed the fear in people's hearts and grinned: "A very wise choice."

"This is an unequal battle. Retreating is not a shame, but a rational thing to do."

Before he finished speaking, another voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"I'd really like to see what the Aarons are capable of."

The sound also spread throughout the night sky, and it was also the Fourth Ring Master's spell "Voice of the Sky".

Immediately afterwards, a huge colorful ball of light rushed out from the crowd, rising all the way to the sky, shining like the sun.

The entire garden square was illuminated by this ball of light, making it as bright as day.

Just as everyone was surprised, a tall figure walked out from the crowd.

The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had an extremely strong build. He wore a heavy cloak woven from flax, feathers, and hemp, a worn rain hat on his head, and an ordinary-looking long wooden stick in his hand. He looked like a poor adventurer wandering around.

When the two Masters Aaron saw the tall old man, their faces became very solemn, and their previous arrogance was restrained for the most part.

Hound Schmidt said coldly: "Master Levin, are you going to take care of this too?"

Originally, the two masters on their side had the advantage over Weilan. If they used fierce threats to calm down those civilians who were making a fuss, the matter would be settled.

But now a new master has appeared on the other side, and he is also a master of magic who is said to be particularly good at fighting. The tilted balance has been pulled back to balance.

The people watching the scene were whispering to each other, with excitement showing on their faces.

"It's Wandering Master Levin!"

"That's great. We in Weilan also have a tough master."

"But Master Wandering doesn't seem to have any decent magical tools. Will it work?"

"You know nothing. Whether it will work or not, just look at the reaction of the Aaron people. It will definitely work."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the old man in simple clothes slowly walked to the center of the garden square and confronted Aaron Night Guard head-on.

He smiled faintly: "Schmidt, I want to correct you on one point."

As he spoke, a crystal ball emitting colorful rays of light slowly emerged from the staff in the old man's hand.

"I am no longer a wandering master, but a wandering sage."

The words were not harsh, but after being amplified by the Voice of Heaven, they reached the ears of everyone in Garden Square.

No matter who the listeners are, when the word "sage" appears, shock appears on their faces for the first time.

The fifth magic ring, the magic power condensed into crystal, manifested in five colors, is for the sage of magic.

Only one out of five hundred senior mages can be promoted to a master, and only one sage emerges among dozens of masters.

There are currently only nine sages in the entire Natural Alliance, known as the 'Nine Sages of Nature'.

No, now it should be called the Ten Sages.

The king's hound squinted at the colorful pure magic power and remained silent for five full minutes.

He finally spoke, whispering in his heart: "Although the sage is powerful, he is still a mortal."

"With the combined strength of Lecent and I, and 300 Night Guards, we can send you to hell with just one combined attack!"

"We are all warriors too. It is our destiny to die in battle."

"Even if all the Night Guards die in Dawn City tonight, it would be worth it if it could save the Sage's life!"

Levin smiled slightly: "Schmidt, you are not naive enough to think that the person standing opposite you is me, right?"

Schmidt was surprised: "Isn't it?"

Levin shook his head slowly: "The power of the fifth ring has some wonderful applications that the fourth ring does not have."

"You can destroy my double, or ignore my killing of the baron and the princess, but my revenge will surely make your king regret it for the rest of his life."

Schmidt was silent again, because Levin's threat was really terrible.

If he covets material enjoyment, yearns for the warmth of human affection, and is bound by the world, then even if he is a six-ringed magician, he is just a more powerful magician.

Send an army and it will be easy to crush it into dust.

But he was a completely free wandering ascetic.

When a mortal lets go of all worldly ties, that is when he is closest to God.

If this mortal also possesses the power of the Five-ring Sage, then he is simply a god walking on earth.

Even the king and the emperor did not dare to provoke him easily.

But Schmidt refused to accept defeat.

He sneered: "Sage, of course you can keep hiding. But you are not the only one who possesses the power of the five rings. I, Aaron, also have two sages."

"So, you cannot pose a real threat to my king."

Levin responded: "Sage magic is the most cutting-edge power in magic, and there is almost no research on it."

"I'm not sure I can stop the spells of other sages, and other sages are not sure they can stop mine. If I want, I can definitely bring a group of people with me to be buried with me."

Schmidt was completely silent because he knew Levin was right.

After a few minutes, he was forced to take a step back.

"We can't retreat like this. I have to give an explanation to the king. If the wise man leaves us with no explanation, then we would rather die in battle!"

Levin also took a step back: "Let's have a holy duel."

"Let the Baron duel with Bloodflame Sarath, and let Mother Nature decide the final fate."

Schmidt was stunned when these words came out.

"Sage, you are basically asking the Baron to die. He won't agree."

Levin smiled faintly: "So, you agree?"

Schmidt did not answer immediately, but turned around and discussed with the people around him.

Sarath laughed when he heard it: "This is really interesting. I don't mind doing it myself."

In that case, Schmidt nodded: "I agree."

If the baron could get through such a duel with such a huge disparity in strength, he would have nothing to say.

Levin turned to explain the situation to the Vylans.

Mrs. Agnet shook her head when she heard this.

"Sage, I respect you, but your proposal is too much. It's basically asking Rosen to die!"

Battle Mage Aaron was well-known for his fighting ability, and Sarath was also well-known as a famous battle maniac.

Not to mention the low-level mages, none of the high-level mages present dared to say that they could win, including the commander of the Black Guards, Ander.

Selena said, "That's good enough. I'm willing to fight on behalf of my husband!"

She has completely faced the reality and knows that this is the best way out at the moment.

Before she finished her words, a figure flashed beside her, but Rosen had already walked out of the crowd.

"Ma'am, please leave this matter to me."

He announced loudly without waiting for Serena to respond.

"I, Lord of White Sturgeon Island, Baron Rosen Saxon, am willing to accept Sarath's challenge to a duel."

"I will fight with all my strength for myself, for the princess of Weilan, and for the dignity of all of us Weilan people!"

Before he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out in the Garden Square.

Most of the nobles and upper-class people present thought that Rosen must die.

But most civilians think that Rosen, the bird-shit baron, is a tough guy and a true warrior.

This is much better than those greedy and hypocritical nobles of Dawn City.

(End of this chapter)