Netheril’s Glory

Punk was not the kind of trash who can\'t walk or talk whenever a beautiful woman appears; he was also not charmed by the young girl\'s country toppling beauty.

After the system\'s analysis, he found out that although this young girl has a trace of battle Qi, but she hardly can be regarded as a level 1 apprentice-level knight. And seeing that she was not using Qi to bear the heavy knight armor that was making her sweat, Punk speculated that this little bit of battle Qi may also be cultivated with the help of Potions. So for this girl who has no professional qualifications, it had a kind of body strengthening effect.

"So, now! What this princess wants! Wait? The princess? Is it possible that the group of elite army, who died in the undead forest was her bodyguard or her pursuers?"

Punk almost immediately thought of the tragic battle and the group of dead skeletons in the Undead Forest.

Just as Punk wanted to fly the magical eyeball nearer to the princess and take a closer look, he suddenly saw a figure in a green robe appeared in his field of vision. It was the official mage— Lord McNeesey!

Punk hurriedly dispelled the magic eyeball, and at the same time, he also felt that many similar magical fluctuations around that area also disappeared immediately when the Mage McNeesey appeared. Obviously, no one has the guts to provoke a powerful official mage.

As the strongest professional of Konola City, Lord McNeesey is also the governor of this area.

And now he came personally to accept this group of soldiers into the city, which undoubtedly means they formed an alliance.

And the emergence of such alliances is usually the signal of an impending war.

Sure enough, at dusk, when the small sun Mira just set and the big sun Casa was still hovering on the horizon, Mage McNeesey issued a summoning order for all professionals in the town.

The summoning order was written with life elemental energy in the sky directly above the city; so that everyone in the city can easily see it.

Punk arrived at the square relatively late. At this time, most of the professionals of Konola City gathered at the city square. The mages gathered in a small group on the left, and the battle Qi warriors gathered in a relatively large group on the right.And a narrow path was left in the middle.

The dancing young girls of the Harvest Church have long disappeared from the city square\'s stage. Instead, the heroic knight princess was giving a speech to the professionals with a solemn and firm tone. Mage McNeesey was standing quietly behind the princess with a stern expression.

The warriors among the audience were mostly wearing leather armor with simple cold weapons on their hands. They had huge mussels with scars and tattoos all over their body, and they had an excited expression on their faces while listening to the princess\'s speech. From time to time, they were hitting the armor on their bodies with their weapons while roaring loudly; the whole area was filled with a valorous atmosphere.

The mages were in sharp contrast with the warriors. Everyone, whether young or old, without exception hid most of their face under the hood of their robe. And stood in absolute silence, holding their staffs. Even after listening to the stunning princess, who was speaking passionately on the stage, they didn\'t show any emotion!

Punk was a little more appropriate than them about the princess\'s speech.

Unsurprisingly, the princess asked for help from these professionals.

Although the number of professionals in this group was small, only about two to three hundred, and most of them were at the apprentice level, but they have incredible combat potential, and they can have an enormous impact in a battle.

It will not be an exaggeration to say that they definitely have more combat power than the one hundred thousand city defence forces.

Punk himself has the confidence to fight alone against a small army of ordinary soldiers. And even if they had huge numbers, as long as they were still in the era of cold weapons, given enough time, Punk can kill them all.

Because, with the attack power of cold weapons, it is not even possible to break a single layer of mage armor. And even a war of attrition will not work because a trainee-level mage\'s mana recovery speed will be faster than the cold weapon\'s attack power can consume.

And there is also the attack methods of a trainee-level mage, which is completely beyond the capability of ordinary people\'s lather and steel armor. Therefore, in a war, professionals were the main combat force.

The role of ordinary soldiers was to protect the common people from the enemy side\'s ordinary soldiers\' attack, apart from being used as cannon fodder.

In short, a victory of professionals was definitely more important than the victory of ordinary troops. Every leader knew this truth, and the beautiful princess was no exception, but her speech to win over these professionals made Punk wonder if the princess read too many knight novels or something!

"Brave warriors, I am the seventh princess of the Kingdom of Camos- Nesa Camos."

The princess announced her identity in a graceful but convincing voice.

The howling of the soldiers in the audience became louder, but Punk still keenly caught the tremor in the princess\'s voice.

"I am here this time to announce a piece of unfortunate news. My father, Your Royal Highness the King, was brutally killed by my brother, the third prince William Camos!"

"Too inexperienced"!

Punk commented in his heart. Heavy News like this should be released little at a time to not affect people\'s hearts. Dropping a bomb like this will only make the audience stunned!

Sure enough, even the group of warriors who were only staring at the beautiful princess\'s body lost their voice collectively when they heard such severe news.

In this era, without technological development, information spreading among people was often slow and vague. Until the moment, when the princess dropped such news, the Kingdom of Camos was still peaceful in the people\'s heart. But now, even some cold mages were a little stunned, let alone the hot-blooded warriors.

Although the princess imagined that everyone will be enraged and demand justice for the king, but the atmosphere amongst the audience was very different from her thinking, So she became a little dispirited and continued: "The evil Prince William not only killed my father, but he also joined hand with the barbarians from the kingdom of Manoah, bringing suffering to people, and he wanted to send me as a gift to Grand Duke Manoah, who has a tendency to kill women. Now, my brave warriors, are you willing to follow me to fight against evil and help protect me and our country? "

"Willing, Willing, Willing."

After the beautiful princess\'s pitiful speech, the warriors all expressed their agreement loudly.

Punk guessed that most of these hot-blooded baboons didn\'t give a hoot what the princess said; some just couldn\'t control their lust when they heard the princess\'s red lips said"together with me," and some idiots were brainwashed by knight\'s novels and imagined themselves as the protagonist who will rescue the princess and embark on the path of greatness.

So these warriors who were low born, who grossly overestimated their strength, and brainwashed by the so-called "chivalry" since childhood, sold themselves without even thinking.

Compared to the warrior\'s enthusiasm and passion, the situation amongst the mages on the left was completely opposite.

There was no benefit, no guarantee of victory, and even the truth of the matter was still unclear, and this princess, who came out of nowhere, expect them to risk their lives for her after a ten-minute speech! "Charge with her? Go through fire and water? ... Is she dreaming or something?”

Even this group of hot-blooded baboons will start to care about gains and losses after their passion wears off! Not to mention the always cold and calm mages who only believe in profit!