Chapter 341 Promotion and Departure (Two chapters in one)
"About the Proto-Dragon, Sir Ryan, do you know anything about it?" Olena reported to this point, paused, and looked at Ryan.
"Sir Olena, please introduce the Proto-Dragon."
Although Ryan had read and roughly understood the books about dragons in the Dragun Empire after seeing the red dragon of the 'Red Queen' Menia,
the books only briefly mentioned the Proto-Dragon without much description.
However, the books introduced the five-colored dragons of the empire more clearly, which are divided into red dragons, green dragons, yellow dragons, blue dragons and black dragons.
"Okay, Lord Ryan, the proto-dragons are completely different from the five-colored dragons that our Dragun Empire is proud of. Logically, the proto-dragons should have disappeared in the vast river of history."
"But for some reason, from time to time, in a few remote places, these surviving proto-dragons are occasionally found, just like this proto-dragon named Corasius."
"Corasius, like other proto-dragons, is violent by nature. Although proto-dragons basically have no natural abilities, they are extremely capable in close combat. Moreover, according to intelligence, the spy saw this proto-dragon with his own eyes, and it is said that its size is several times that of its proto-dragon counterparts." "
So, I judge that once the barbarian tribes, who are also good at hand-to-hand combat, encounter this proto-dragon Corasius, they will most likely suffer a great loss."
"Lord Olena, I want to go to the Cold Wind Tundra." At this time, Ryan suddenly said.
Olena's introduction to the proto-dragons just now made Ryan decide to go to the Cold Wind Tundra as soon as possible.
Although there has been no news from Lagre for a while, it is possible that something has happened, but we can only know if we go there.
Ryan's words shocked Olena so much that she almost jumped up.
"What?!"
"Sir Ryan, you are going there in person?" Olena's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
You know, after Ryan killed the corrupt dragon Agnes this time, his reputation in the province of Munster has risen to a higher level. With Ryan in Munster, Olena feels a lot safer.
"Well, I have a friend over there, and I need to go over there. By the way, if I ride a flying mount, how long will it take to reach the Howling Tundra?"
"Well, this is a bit troublesome. Although you have a flying mount, you can fly directly to the Howling Tundra."
"But the problem is that there are several dangerous places in the north of the empire, such as the Thunder Mountains, where there are rare thunderstorm elements. They will launch lightning attacks on all creatures flying near them, and even the Imperial Dragon Knights have to avoid their sharp edges." "
So, my advice to you is to transfer."
After calming down her shocked mood, Olena quickly returned to her capable appearance and analyzed it carefully for Ryan.
Ryan nodded and said, "Sir Olena, do you have any recommended flight routes?"
Although he can now ride on Blood Feather and fly in the air to reach some places several times faster than before, he still has to avoid some dangerous places.
In fact, at the beginning of the establishment of the Dragun Empire, the number of dangerous places was much greater than it is now.
The Imperial Dragon Riders have worked hard for many years to remove all the dangerous places that can be eliminated artificially, and only then did they have the current airship routes.
Otherwise, the danger of flying in the sky would be much higher than it is now.
"Yes, you see." The capable young woman Olena walked to Ryan's side, spread out a simple map of the Empire's territory, and presented it to Ryan.
"Generally speaking, if you take an Imperial military airship, you need to transfer six times, from here to here, and then to... It takes about seven days."
"And you have a flying mount, so my suggestion to you is to transfer at the Hammerfall Fortress in Markarth Province, pass through the Hammerfall Tunnel to avoid the black fog cyclone of the Hammerfall Mountains."
"Then, you transfer at the Beverly Pass in Caswith Province, avoid the giant wind rocs in the Beverly Mountains, and you can go all the way north.
"In this way, you will only need about three days to reach the Wind Tundra. "
Of course, as for the barbarian tribes, the intelligence only shows the approximate location. They are migrating near the Frostfall Mountains in the north-central tundra, so you still have to spend some time looking for and catching up with them."
Olena's analysis was very clear.
Ryan nodded. Olena's business ability was indeed extraordinary.
The other party probably didn't think that he would decide to go to the Howling Tundra, but she still quickly helped him choose a suitable route.
"Thank you, Sir Olena, your analysis is very useful to me."
"You're polite, but, Sir Ryan, if you really decide to go to the Howling Tundra, perhaps you should talk to Admiral Edward first."
"Well, of course, I'll go to Admiral Edward later. "Ryan nodded.
He is now a diamond-level sword bearer of the Munster Sword Bearer Branch, which is equivalent to an imperial civil servant. It is necessary to report when leaving the jurisdiction.
As for Admiral Edward, Ryan is still confident that he can convince him.
"Well, Admiral Edward has just seen off Duke Victor and the Eagle Federation delegation, and he should be back to the office now." Olena smiled and said.
Half an hour later.
In Admiral Edward's office.
"My Lord Admiral, I have some private matters. I would like to take a month off and go to the Howling Tundra." Ryan went straight to the point.
"Huh? The Howling Tundra? It's not very safe there recently. Do you have to go?" Admiral Edward frowned slightly. Although he tried to persuade Ryan, he did not ask the specific reason.
"Yes, a good friend is there, so I must go there." Ryan nodded.
"Okay, I will write you an official letter, and your trip to the Howling Tundra this time will be considered an official errand. "
Although the Sword Bearers branch in Marne Province may not be able to help you, you can go to them with the official letter to exchange for some scarce supplies." Admiral Edward said with a smile.
"Thank you for your support." Ryan bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude.
Admiral Edward was very supportive of his trip to the Frost Tundra, especially since his private action was upgraded to an official one, which made things much easier.
"However, Ryan, I believe that you are strong enough to deal with most enemies, but the problem is that it is located on a plateau and close to the Northland, so you need to be extra careful about some special climate and environmental conditions."
"Thank you, sir, I will be careful."
When Ryan returned to the mansion again, he began to think about the preparations.
At this time, he seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself:
"However, before we set off, there is a magic that can be improved."
Ryan focused his attention on a very practical magic that he had not had time to improve.
It was the entry-level magic of the metal system, 'Sharpness'.
Although Ryan often practiced it, he was only at level 6 (133/3000) at present, and it took about 1.5 seconds to cast the sharpness.
Although this speed looked good, there was still little chance to apply it in actual combat.
After all, the enemies Ryan encountered now were not mediocre. The battle speed of both sides was extremely fast. Basically, they rarely had time to cast witchcraft calmly for 1.5 seconds.
This is why the more powerful the wizard, the more he relied on his innate witchcraft and several particularly skilled witchcrafts that were almost instantaneous to decide the outcome of a battle.
And there were few opportunities to cast those high-level witchcrafts that seemed to be powerful but took a long time to chant to decide the outcome.
As for why he chose to improve this witchcraft, it was because the sharpness technique was highly compatible with Ryan's epic profession, the Thousand Blades King.
Except for a few blunt weapons, such as two-handed warhammers and canes, other sharp weapons could be blessed with sharpness, but the speed of sharpness needed to be fast enough.
Secondly, Ryan's affinity with metal was extremely high, and the power of sharpness technique also increased.
"After the instant transformation, with the blessing of the sharp art, the power of holding a sharp weapon in combat can be increased by at least 15% to 20%."
"Even in the form of a dragon warrior, you can use sharp weapons in conjunction with the sharp art, which can be said to be extremely versatile."
"Now it's level 6, and it takes exactly 6 skill points to upgrade to level 12."
Ryan looked at the attribute panel, and the remaining skill points were exactly 6.
After thinking about it again, in an instant, Ryan invested all 6 skill points in the witchcraft "Sharp Art".
As the witchcraft "Sharp Art" suddenly increased from level 6 to level 12!
In an instant, a torrent of memories about the witchcraft "Sharp Art" poured into Ryan's mind.
For a moment, Ryan seemed to have come to a mysterious space, and he had been practicing the witchcraft "Sharp Art" for more than ten years. It was like an instinct for him to chant the spell, and the syllables were compressed faster and faster!
When Ryan digested the memory and silently chanted the spell again.
He found that, just like the first-level metal magic 'Metal Barrier', after only about 0.25 seconds of casting time, the short spear in his hand lit up with the unique silver light of the sharpness.
However, after Ryan cast the 'Metal Transfiguration' and 'Sharpness' several times in a row, his brows were slightly frowned.
Because he found that the casting time of 'Metal Transfiguration' was a few seconds, and the casting time of 'Sharpness' was 0.25 seconds, the total time was nearly 0.4 seconds.
This speed is actually enough for the enemy to react.
In other words, it is still not fast enough!
In order to make the enemy unable to react, the total casting time should be controlled within 0.2 seconds.
"If you want to upgrade to level 12, it should consume gold skill points, right?"
Ryan looked at the 23 gold skill points and started to add points immediately.
A few minutes later.
Looking at the sharpness reaching level 16, Ryan smiled with satisfaction.
A short spear instantly transformed in Ryan's hand, and almost at the same time, a silver light enveloped the sharp tip of the spear.
The next second, the short spear in Ryan's hand transformed into a big sword, and the silver light also enveloped the sword almost instantly.
"0.1 second casting time, almost faster than the innate witchcraft!"
It can be said that Ryan has made the sharpness technique close to the level of arbitrary, and the thought is slightly moved, and it is completed.
"Dongdongdong!"
"Enter."
"My Lord Viscount, Lord Neoro and other lords are waiting for you in the training room." The servant reported respectfully.
"Well, I'll come right away." Ryan nodded and said.
Just now, he asked someone to notify Neoro and the others to come over.
In the training room.
Ryan and a group of team members talked about his upcoming trip to the Wind Tundra.
"Huh? Captain, you are going to the Wind Tundra? That distance is quite far." Neoro couldn't help but exclaimed.
Others couldn't help but look at Ryan, as if wondering why their captain suddenly decided to go to the distant Wind Tundra.
"Is it a mission?" Angus asked.
"No. I have a friend over there who has encountered some difficulties, so I need to go there."
"Friend?"
Vieri, Angus and others looked at each other, and they all showed a look of realization.
It must be a female friend!
"Captain, then we will go with you. If it is to solve the problem, it is better to have more people."
"No, I plan to go and come back quickly this time. I will ride the blood-feathered horned beast directly over there and reach the tundra in about three days."
"In addition, you still have a mission. When I am not here, pay more attention to the situation in Munster, including Meister and Rossby County, but don't rashly carry out tasks beyond your ability."
"For the specific situation of the mission, you can ask Olena." Ryan reminded.
"This. Okay, captain."
"Don't worry, captain, leave the things here to us."
After explaining it to his team members, Ryan immediately told his family, and then talked about the situation with the beautiful woman Jennifer.
Finally, Ryan found Anna and talked about this matter.
"Anna, I'm going to the Frost Tundra. I got the news that the barbarian tribe where Lagre is is now in some difficult trouble."
"She's really stupid. She didn't tell me such an important thing."
"Well, actually Lagre didn't contact me. I learned about this from the Sword Bearer." Immediately, Ryan told Anna in detail the information he got.
"I know!" Anna suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment and said.
"Huh?"
"I know why Lagre didn't contact you and me! It should be that Lagre doesn't want to make us worry because of this matter, and she doesn't want to involve you in the troubles her tribe is currently facing." "
Ryan, I want to go with you!" Anna said seriously.
"Huh?"
Ryan didn't even consider taking Anna with him.
He even rejected Neoro and the others, let alone taking Anna.
"You are not suitable. It's a long journey, and there will probably be battles later. You should stay at home and wait." Ryan shook his head.
"I'm not afraid of fighting, and if you get hurt, I can heal you." Anna stared at Ryan with her big eyes and said.
"This... the horned eagle has a limited load capacity."
"I'm very light, not even as heavy as your weapon. With me, Xueyu won't feel heavy."
"Chi~"
Xueyu chirped at the right time!
It seemed to agree with Anna.
"As expected, druids can naturally make animals feel good about them?" Ryan didn't know how to dissuade Anna for a moment.
"Okay! Then you get ready, we'll set off later."
"Great!" Anna couldn't help but be overjoyed.
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part of the Cold Tundra.
On the left side of the Coldfall Mountains.
A tribe of tens of thousands of barbarians were seen migrating, and the entire team stretched for more than ten miles.
The most eye-catching in the middle of the team was a group of huge plateau yaks with dark brown long hair, pulling hundreds of rough-made carts.
The cart was piled with various daily necessities, including tents, pottery jars, animal skins and other supplies, and around the cart were many old people and children from the barbarian tribe.
Although it was already the month of flowers, the weather in the tundra was still cold. Every time the huge yaks breathed, two thick white air currents would rise from their noses.
Suddenly!
A team of twelve Frostwolf Knights were returning quickly from the rear, as if they were returning from reconnaissance.
The leading woman in leather armor had a hot body and carried an extremely eye-catching huge round shield on her back, and held a huge steel battle axe in her right hand.
The broad and shiny blade of the battle axe was stained with a lot of bright red blood, obviously, it had just been fought.
"Captain Lagre, how is the situation in the rear?" A tall barbarian warrior said loudly.
"As usual, they are hanging around from a distance, and will send people to harass us from time to time."
"The damn Black Flame Cult, they will be killed sooner or later! By the way, the chief asked you to come back, so go to him." The strong barbarian named John touched his braid and said in a muffled voice.
"Lagre, are the scum of the Black Flame Cult still following us?"
"Yes, Chief Darius, but they didn't launch an attack, they just watched us leave from a distance."
"Then just ignore them." Darius, the unusually tall barbarian, finally showed a relieved expression on his face and said.
In the past six months, the Norton tribe and the Black Flame Cult have fought more than ten battles of varying sizes. Although they have won more than they have lost, the Black Flame Cult did not take action themselves most of the time.
Instead, they encouraged the people of the primitive tribes, mercenaries, etc. to harass and attack them.
In other words, the opponent's strength has basically not been damaged.
"Let's contact the Reachmen. Now is not the time for our barbarian tribe to fight among themselves." High Priest Rom sighed.
"High Priest, will the Black Flame Cult continue to force us? We have migrated so far north." When the tribe leader Darius heard that he wanted to contact the Reachmen, he was obviously a little unhappy and asked.
"Now we are a thorn in the eyes and flesh of the Black Flame Cult. If it were you, what would you choose?"
"This"
"Moreover, migrating to the north is not necessarily safe. I heard that a proto-dragon named Coraxus appeared in the glacier in the far north. It is said that it has already gathered several large northern bear monster tribes."
"Is this rumor true?" Darius's eyes widened.
Although he had heard of it before, he always thought it was a rumor.
After all, the Proto-Dragon had been extinct for thousands of years. How could it suddenly appear?
"Well, judging from the results of divination, it is true. Moreover, judging from the results, the opponent's strength is probably not something we can resist alone."
"I see, High Priest, I understand what you mean. I will contact the Rich people right away." Darius nodded and said.
"Well, now, we can only fight the coming crisis by uniting together." High Priest Rom nodded and said.
Lagre, who was listening to the conversation between the patriarch and the high priest, couldn't help but think of Ryan who was far away in the Munster Province of the Empire.
"That young boy with great potential, I wonder how he is doing now."
"He should have been promoted from the deputy sheriff of the small town to the real sheriff, right?"
"Although I have also entered the violent warrior by chance, with his talent, he may have entered the level of senior knights in the past six months. I still have to work hard!"
Lagre thought from afar.
She naturally missed Ryan.
She had wanted to write a letter to Ryan a long time ago, but not long after she returned to the tribe, the situation in the Wind Tundra began to be turbulent.
And the matter of writing a letter has been delayed.
During this period, she experienced several extremely dangerous battles and successfully broke the limit.
But facing the crisis in front of the tribe, she no longer had the idea of writing a letter, she was afraid that too much information would be revealed between the lines.
Lagre didn't want to involve Ryan.
Because even a great knight would not be of any help to the difficult situation currently facing the tribe.
Seven or eight miles behind the barbarian migration team, at the northern foot of the Cold Fall Mountains.
Seven or eight Black Flame monks wearing black robes with flame patterns on their sleeves and collars were standing high on the mountain range on one side, watching the migrating barbarian tribe from afar.
"Master Crowley, when are we going to start? Those knights and mercenaries who have gathered together can't cause any trouble to the barbarians, and they will collapse at the first touch." "
It doesn't matter. The role of the mercenaries is to harass them. If these barbarians can't get enough rest, their combat effectiveness will drop significantly."
"We'll go up when they are exhausted."
"My lord, I praise your wisdom." The subordinates beside him, upon hearing that they didn't have to fight the barbarians head-on for the time being, all breathed a sigh of relief and praised their own master priests.
Although these barbarians basically couldn't cast witchcraft and fought purely with physical strength, they were all fearless and cooperated tacitly, which made the battle quite difficult.
Therefore, they were not very willing to fight head-on.
"By the way, is there any news from the white-haired bear monster?" The master priest named Crowley asked with his head tilted.
"We have contacted them. They will go south in the next two days and ambush this barbarian tribe ahead."
"Well, that's great. After we wipe out these two barbarian tribes, there will be no tough guys in the entire Frost Tundra who dare to challenge us."
"However, Master Priest, if we rely on ourselves, it will be difficult to deal with the chief and the high priest of the barbarian tribe. These two guys are both legendary strongmen."
"Don't worry, in a few days, Master Erickson will lead the team here in person, and he will deal with these two guys."
"Master Erickson will take action personally? Then there will be no problem." The group of Black Flame monks behind him smiled and said.
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Munster.
In Ryan's mansion.
Ryan and Anna waved and said hello to the people who were seeing them off. Then, the Blood Feathered Hippogryph flapped its wings vigorously, and it was surrounded by the light blue airflow.
"Swoosh!"
The two flew into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky.
Ryan was watching the crowd below getting smaller and smaller, gradually turning into black dots, and soon, the entire Munster built on the mountain was fully presented below him.
Because they were heading north.
Therefore, Ryan controlled the Blood Feather and did not fly towards the plain, but bypassed the majestic Hrosga Mountains.
Soon, an endless hilly area gradually appeared in front of Ryan and Anna's vision.
"What a beautiful view!" Anna looked at the endless green forests below and the vaguely visible large areas of blooming wild flowers, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Thanks to the Exorcist Apprentice for the 500 Starting Coins reward!
(End of this chapter)
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