Netheril’s Glory

It seemed like the young princess didn\'t anticipate this situation. After all, she was only a 16 or 17 years old spoiled noble girl. She was already struggling to give a speech under the pressure of the crisis. And now, receiving such a cold reaction after her speech, beads of sweat started to appear on her jade-like neck. Although the princess\'s appearance was still calm, even the muscle-brained warriors realized that the princess was very anxious!

"Alas!"

After the awkward atmosphere lasted for more than ten seconds, Mage McNeesey finally broke the silence. He came to the stage and stood at the princess\'s side; And slowly scanned the crowd with a cold gaze. The professionals, who were swept by the official mage\'s cold gaze, could not help but feel a chill in the bottom of their hearts.

But apart from a few professionals with very low strength, who was already sweating profusely, everyone else forcibly held back the uncomfortable feeling and stood straight.

Mage McNeesey knew that if he doesn\'t give these professionals a certain benefit, they will never help. Although he can force them with his overwhelming strength, he can\'t force loyalty from them. And a little bit of commitment was very important in this battle because the enemy also has an official level professional. And Mage McNeesey needed 100% of his attention to contain the enemy. So it was necessary that these professionals willingly help defend this City from other low-level professionals.

Even with superior ability, he had to compromise in this situation; after all, he can\'t forcibly change their mind, at least not until he is a legendary mage.

Despite all this, if he still uses force, then once the battle starts and he is restrained by the enemy, the forced professionals will definitely betray him.

So paying appropriate compensation was the only option to this official level powerhouse.

Now, Mage McNeesey finally understood why mages are so hellbent on building an army of alchemy golems. A group of absolutely loyal servants may not be able to help defeat a powerful enemy, but they can sure protect their property and home.

Mage McNeesey, who doesn\'t have any loyal army, has to show sincerity to hire these low-level professionals, whom he normally didn\'t even look at. These rogue mages also understood this; that\'s why they dared to challenge the authority of an official-level mage such as McNeesey.

Although there were a lot of psychological activities inside mage McNeesey\'s mind, on the outside, he still had a grim expression.

"Anyone, who will be able to kill fifty enemy professionals, I will reward them with three trainee-level spells or knowledge and one official-level spell or knowledge which is personally appraised by me. At the same time, you can also ask me; an official mage--- one question"! Mage McNeesey said his offer in a low voice!

"Shsssss~"! Many mages in the audience, including Punk, couldn\'t help but take a breath of cold air!

Hearing such favorable conditions from Mage McNeesey, Punk knew that this business was negotiated. Even though everyone knew that it was dangerous, still such a huge benefit that even tempted Punk, who has an inheritance, will definitely make these rogue mages go crazy.

After all, it is not necessary to win this war, but just to kill some professionals, and even if the situation becomes too bad, it will be very easy to sleep away in the chaos of the battlefield

Sure enough, after a little thought, the mages put on a smiling face, and one after another, approached the princess on the stage and indifferently expressed their determination to be loyal to the kingdom.

"Warriors and other professionals can also obtain a unique royal secret."

A knight standing behind the princess did not forget the other professionals. Although the mages are the main force for AOE attacks, the power of the other professionals individually cannot be ignored.

"The evil Prince William\'s army is expected to arrive at the dawn tomorrow, let us unite to protect our home; Konola City will never fall"!

The princess once again stood up and tried to improve everyone\'s morale, but her immature and trembling voice was not really convincing.

As a result, only the warriors and a few mages responded to the princess\'s encouragement. Most of the other mages were still looking at the Mage McNeesey\'s face.

After finishing a traditional mage ceremony, Punk raised his head and took a deep look at the mage McNeesey, who had again retreated behind the princess, smiled lightly, and turned around to return to his laboratory.

"As an official mage, who only care about their own interests, how can he do this for an incompetent princess! If this mage McNeesey is not an odd one out, then his relationship with the princess is by no means as simple as it seems."

Punk was rubbing his smooth chin as he walked into the dark alley,

"I hope that I can gain some surprising harvest from this war"!

Just as Mira rose, and the first morning light shone on the mottled ancient Konola city wall.

The war arrived as expected!

Today, the day after the famous Green Festival, there was a long belt made up of countless soldiers with shining silver armor marching towards Konola city at a slow but steady pace.

They were like a torrent of billowing silver waves. The soldiers at the City wall felt like that the cold light of the distant army\'s sword was directly shining deep into their soul, as if the shine from their sword alone was enough to cut their hearts into pieces.

Punk was leaning against a wall, surrounded by a group of ordinary soldiers with stern expressions. In order to prevent the enemy official-level powerhouse from sniping them, all the professionals were scattered on the wall, mixed among ordinary soldiers.

When the battle begins, mage McNeesey will be responsible for containing the enemy\'s official-level powerhouse,

The Konola city\'s professionals\' task was to prevent the enemy army from occupying the city wall.

The hustle and bustle of the past have long disappeared in Konola city. All the commoners were hiding at their homes with the door closed.

Just yesterday, everyone was celebrating the Green Festival happily. Now, in a blink of an eye, there was a war about to start. Punk also felt that the situation was a little absurd. So for the ordinary population, it was even more challenging.

But even if it was more difficult to accept, they had to accept it. Because as weak, they don\'t have any other choice.

"Therefore, if I don\'t want others to control my fate, I must become powerful, and this war is a good opportunity to gain some battle experience!"

Punk stared coldly at the enemy army that had already pressed close to Konola City, holding the staff tightly in his right hand.

Prince William\'s army slowly started to surround the Konola city. They have at least 300,000 elite troops, while Konola city has less than 100,000 ordinary defense forces.

The enemy army gathered in a formation in front of the City gate. The polished shiny steel armor wrapped the soldiers like an iron barrel. The sonorous and uniformed footsteps sounded like loud drums. Every step made the earth tremble slightly and seemed to be stepping on the heart of the defending army. A majestic wave of killing intent was coming from them, and it seemed that only the momentum of the raging waves was enough to destroy this decaying and dilapidated City!

Punk disdainfully glanced at the trembling city guards next to him, and once again turned his gaze toward the seemingly invincible army that seems destined to crush the entire City under their feet.

"It\'s really.........interesting!"

A magical blue brilliance started to glow in Punk\'s pupils.