Atlantis Chronicles Episode 8

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Synopsis:

In the city of Kete, which is on the verge of being overrun by barbarians, a goddess-like beauty serves as the pillar of strength for the defenders.
What is the relationship between this beauty, who serves Eva with the respect due to a daughter-in-law, and Rig?

Facing attacks from barbarians and the Lin family army, Rig's mischievous idea turns to the Grand Duke's bronze statue. What amazing weapon will this empty
statue become in Lord Salle's hands?

The "Dragon Mage" sent by Saint Hualong to deliver news and provide assistance leaves Rig both amused and exasperated, but he has no choice but to accept due to the impending siege
. Can the ridiculous and haphazard final battle plan of the Lin family army really fool Ying Mulan?

Table of Contents:

Chapter 1: The Devil's Core Box
Chapter 2: The City Falls
Chapter 3: A Shocking Reversal
Chapter
4: The Magic Idol Chapter 5: The Lin Family Red Army Chapter 6
: Susan Arrives
Chapter 7: The Decapitation Operation Chapter 8:
High-Altitude Recklessness
Chapter 9

: The Strongest Holy Knight Cover Character: Alice

Character Introduction:

Alice: The most beautiful girl at Platinum Magic Academy, winner of the annual Star Queen Award,
with unparalleled and countless fans. Rig prefers to call her by her character name, Isaovi.

Hank: Commander of the Kete City Defense Force, a close friend of Rig's father, who took good
care of the Ampa Inn. He is a complete old rogue and military scoundrel, fighting to the death in the defense of Kete City.

Lin Fengqi: The third son of the Lin family, one of the four great families of the Southern Islands, and commander of the Lin Family Red Army's Phoenix Battalion. Driven by a desire for
glory and a chance to seize the position of family head, he invaded the Scorpion Tail region, only to find himself embroiled in a massive and troublesome
conspiracy .

Ying Wuji: The heir of the Ying family, one of the four great families of the Southern Islands. Captured by fairies and used as their breeding tool,
he was rescued by Rig and is often referred to as a "pretty boy."

Susan: Vice Dean of the Magic Crystal Branch of the Platinum Capital Magic Academy, Senior Director of the Imperial Magic Association,
Guest Instructor of the Royal Court Magicians, a Level 13 Super-Rank Magician, eccentric, erudite, beautiful,
aloof , and extremely cold.

Chapter One: The Devil's Core Box

"This is the most advanced weapon of the demon race three thousand years ago: the Devil's Armament… Of course, now only
a remnant of its chest remains. The whereabouts of the other parts are unknown…" Lord Bead said with endless emotion.

Looking at the massive iron block, almost the size of the room, Rig exclaimed in admiration, "
When you built such a huge iron behemoth, did you mobilize the entire demon race to donate?"

He remembered that when the Grand Duke's bronze statue was cast in Kete City, the entire city had to contribute. Even Rig, who was still in school, had to pay
a poll tax of fifty silver coins, which pained Lady Eva for a long time.

The Demon Core, naturally, remained silent regarding the symbiotic beings' ignorance.

The fairy captain, Water Pool, approached timidly, her green eyes filled with horror. The way the
little rascal had cast the tornado magic was truly astounding, putting immense pressure
on .

Therefore, Water Pool's gaze towards Rig was somewhat uneasy.

The little rascal affectionately wrapped his arms around Water Pool's slender, smooth-scaled waist, then sadly realized that his
development had been robbed, and his head was now level with the tall fairy captain's chest.

He couldn't help but huff and puff against the large, full breasts of the pool, thinking, "Lord Saler,
did you dig out this... chest section just to reminisce about the demon race's past glory?"

Since Lord Bead said not to take the magic crystals from this demonic armor remnant with you, but to absorb
their , the little rogue couldn't understand
the purpose of that huge tornado Lord Bead had just created.

It wasted a lot of magic crystal energy!

The little rogue always considered Lord Bead his own, and all the magic crystals Lord Bead found
were his! He deeply resented the needless waste of his private property!

"I need the core box," Lord Bead sighed. "If I could find the complete demonic armor, I
'd have even more usable equipment... but only this chest section, only the core box, I can still use."

"That box... is for you?" Rig naturally linked the "core box" with the "demon
core ."

"It's the core controller used to house the demonic weaponry, much lower in level than me... but it can be used to house me
now ." Lord Bead said calmly, "Go and retrieve it."

Looking at the dark, iron contraption, the little rogue asked worriedly, "Lord Saler, is there any
fumes or poisonous gas inside? It's been buried for thousands of years!"

Having watched many magical dramas, the little rogue possessed some basic common sense. Often, adventurers who rashly enter long-
buried tombs or ruins are overwhelmed by the accumulated waste, suffering near-death experiences, and some even die
.

Lady Bead sighed, somewhat helplessly saying, "Please respect the profession of magician, okay?
When have you ever heard of a magician being affected by poisonous gas?"

"Magicians are powerful, but I only know one healing spell!" the hooligan retorted confidently.
"I've acted out magic dramas! When a magician enters a place like this, they cast spells
like 'dispel' or 'purify,' what do I know?"

"Don't expect me to directly implant a bunch of magical knowledge into your brain!" Lady Bead bluntly
exposed the symbiote's thoughts: "If you want to learn magic, read books and study, or go find your girl Susan!
It's shameful to gain without effort, don't you know that?"

"Yes! A certain demon core has been surviving by gaining without effort for over a thousand years, I wonder if it knows
that's shameful!"

The hooligan grumbled and slapped the pool, signaling her to stay where she was, then walked towards the mutilated remains of the demonic armor
.

Lord Pearl snorted coldly: "If I only knew how to reap without sowing, Atlantis would not have the Great Hua Empire,
nor the Saint Hualong Empire and the Platinum Capital Magic Academy."

Entering the dark, gloomy iron shell, Rigg realized his worries were completely unnecessary.
The tornado created by Lord Bead had not only cleared away the dirt and stones covering the demonic armor's remains, but had
also swept away the stale air. Inside the remains, there was no strange smell except for the iron.

However, the scattered parts on the ground almost made Rigg trip. Stomping through the mud, the little rascal said
irritably , "Saler, why didn't you just use magic to pull that box out? Why did you make me come in to get it?"

"That's a precision item. Do you think you can fix it if you break it?" Lord Bead said coldly.

The "precision item" Lord Bead referred to was nothing more than a plain-looking, black little
box. It did take Rigg quite a bit of effort to remove it from the rusted remains.

Looking at the small box in his hand, feeling its lightness and almost no weight, Rig asked in surprise, "Lord Saler,
are you really going to stay in this thing from now on?"

Lord Bead snorted, "This is the core box of the Demon Armament,
a protective box specially made for the core AI of the Armament; not only can it resist direct attacks from the gods, but it can also perform a series of complex calculations and communicate with the main
core . Of course, this function is no longer useful, but it can still slowly
absorb all beneficial energy from the surrounding environment and convert it itself... This function is extremely useful to me!"

"Oh! So that means, with this thing, you won't need to absorb my life energy anymore?" Rig
scratched his head, somewhat uneasy, "I, as a symbiote, am of no use to you then, am I?"

"I'd like to," Lord Bead scoffed. "Didn't you hear its function is to slowly absorb beneficial energy from
the surrounding environment? When the energy in the surrounding environment reaches a certain level, the core box will automatically
stop absorbing energy. What use would I be if I stayed inside? Would I just wait for the energy to run out and fall into a deep sleep again?"

The little rogue finally seemed to understand. "My task from now on is to carry this box around everywhere?"

"You don't need to carry it. The core box has a spatial storage function," Lord Bead said calmly.

"Could it be a magical space?" Rig was a little excited. A magical space! Every hero in a magical drama
has their own unique magical space ring. Just by touching the ring, weapons, armor, luxury cars, and
beautiful women can all be put in and taken out, making all the viewers envious.

The little rogue naturally coveted this kind of super equipment. But once, when he was chatting with Susan,
Vice Dean Susan told him that spatial magic has been the most advanced magical research in Atlantis since ancient times. To
date , humanity's use of spatial magic is limited to simple, rapid teleportation; the ability to store items
exists only in the fantasies of magical dramas.

Simply put, you can send a letter, a gold coin, or even a living thing from
the entrance of a magic circle in location A to the exit of a magic circle in location B. But you can't store that object in a magic circle and never take it out
. Spatial magic and magical space are two completely different things.

The fact that demons could use magical space as a skill as Rig was astonishing.

"Magic is a skill of demons, and storage space is such a low-level magic, what's so surprising?"
Lord Bead said casually.

"Will this box turn into a ring on my hand? Can I put knives, guns, beautiful women
, BMWs, and things like that in there, and take them out when I want to use them?" Rig asked eagerly.

"It doesn't have the transformation function of a ring, and the storage space can't hold living things, nor can it
hold items exceeding its capacity!"

The Bead said calmly, "Simply put, once the core box contains me, it can't hold
any other items. Also, although it can hide within the magical space, this magical space is
synchronized with you, the symbiotic being. That means wherever you go, we go with you. You just can't see
us, but you can sense us."

"What kind of magical space is this? Isn't this just a fixed invisibility spell?" the little rogue cursed, somewhat disappointed
.

The Bead thought for a moment before replying, "Your explanation is absolutely correct."

Back in the jungle, Rig and the Fairy Captain received a very warm welcome. Especially Ying Wuji and
Divirachi , who looked at the little rogue with boundless admiration and respect—this guy had actually spent a whole day fooling around with the Fairy Captain! He must have had a whole bucket of
booze ! 　　The evidence was the fairies surrounding the fairy captain, cheering and shouting with joy. Clearly , the quality of the seed had exceeded expectations, perhaps even surpassed them. 　　Rig, naturally ignoring these two bored individuals who had been cooped up all day, looked at the enthusiastic fairies and said somewhat irritably, "These guys aren't going to be excited all night, are they? Won't that delay our trip to Kete City by another day?" 　　Ying Wuji replied experiencedly, "It might be more than just a day. Generally, to verify if your seed is truly effective, the Fairy Queen will quickly arrange the next object for your sowing… Strike while the iron is hot, fairies understand that too." 　　Rig's face turned green upon hearing this. At this moment, Divirachi circled him twice, then stepped back two paces and whispered, "Where's your magical artifact?" 　　His expression changed again, and the charcoal-faced man gasped in astonishment, "Holy crap, when did you become a mage? Did you eat the magical artifact?" 　　Seeing the horrified look on the big black man's face, Rig felt a surge of smugness. He snorted , glancing sideways at the charcoal-faced man, and said haughtily, "I ate it, so what?" 　　"What a waste!" Divirachi made a pained expression, almost gritting his teeth, "Do you even know that was a magical artifact? That means it's a magical artifact that only a Grand Magister could create! What were you doing absorbing it? Looking at you now, you're at best an early-stage mid-level mage , far from being a high-level mage. You actually wasted a Grand Magister's artifact like that… you …" 　　"I'm a mid-level mage now?" The little hooligan felt a surge of smug joy, but also a touch of shame— it seemed that the Bead's source energy was truly extraordinary, directly transforming him, an ordinary person, into a mid-level mage.

A magician. I wonder how much primal energy Lord Bead expended to accomplish this? But it did say that the core box can
absorb beneficial energy from the surrounding environment to replenish itself, so it shouldn't take long to recover.

Of course, the little rogue automatically filtered out the word "slow" that Lord Bead emphasized.

Faced with the bard's lament, Riggs gloated, "Divirachi,
I don't have any magical artifacts now, I'm just an ordinary mid-level mage... Shouldn't
you change the protagonist of your million-word epic...? I think Ying the pretty boy would be good! He's the heir of the Ying family, has an
unparalleled cousin, and has slept with so many fairies. Hmm, you said that 18+ books always sell
well..."

Divirachi thought seriously for a moment, a thoughtful expression on his dark face: "That's a good suggestion,
but I have a better idea. I heard that dual protagonists are quite popular... Don't look at me with that weird look.
Even if Ying the pretty boy is fierce, he's only slept with a few fairies. How can he compare to you, who's even ridden a dragon!"

Riggs, having failed to frame him, angrily turned his head away, ignoring the unusually stubborn bard.

However, Divirachi, determined to become a bestselling author, certainly wouldn't give in so easily. He kept
circling around Rigg, refusing to give up, determined to find out how Rigg absorbed the artifact,
driving the little hooligan almost crazy.

"Well, you can want to know if you want to! But what's in it for me?" The little hooligan, unable to bear it any longer,
finally resorted to his magic weapon of exchanging favors, saying to the charcoal-headed man.

Divirachi looked utterly astonished, as if he'd heard the most unbelievable thing: "Are you kidding me
? You're the protagonist, the one who'll be worshipped and adored by millions of readers in the future! And you're asking me for favors?"

"Pah!" the hooligan spat back: "You're the protagonist! Your whole family are protagonists! You
want to dig for material from me without any benefits? Don't even think about it!"

The bard was silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "What kind of benefits do you want? Let's make it clear first, I
don't have any money. Even if you want to agree on a split of royalties, it can't exceed 20%... Writing
is a very tedious and noble undertaking, you can't be so heartless!"

"I..." The hooligan wanted to kick this big black lump of coal straight back to Platinum Capital. A split of
royalties ! And it can't exceed 20%! He really didn't know
what kind of audacity this poor wretch, who didn't even know where his food money was for tomorrow, had to say such shameless things.

Rig's eyes darted around, and he suddenly remembered something, looking at Divirachi and chuckling.

The bard immediately took a step back, his face serious, and said, "Reg Ampa, as
a self-disciplined bard, I can tell you responsibly that in Atlantis, books on BL (Boys' Love)
have never sold very well..."

The rogue paused, then asked in astonishment, "What's BL?"

"It's male homosexuality," Diviraqi said righteously. "I'm a perfectly healthy man,
with no such bad tastes. If you really have those tendencies, I suggest you try some pretty boys...
"

"Is your brain filled with dog shit?" Rig said irritably. "I just wanted to ask if you could
teach me a few spells, what are you talking about, gay men and lesbians... By the way,
what are gay men anyway?"

The big black man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pretending not to hear the hooligan's question, and said
casually "So you just want to learn a few spells... You're already a mid-level mage, how come you still don't know any spells
?"

The hooligan glared at the charcoal-faced man, his face full of contempt: "Have you ever seen a magical artifact that can teach magic?"

Divirachi nodded in sudden realization, then said somewhat awkwardly, "But... I never use spells
when ..."

"Come on, didn't you say you'd traveled across most of Atlantis? You don't even know a few magic spells?
How can you be a bard? How can you write a million-word epic? Aren't you the most disciplined bard?
Does that mean all your creations are made up and deceiving your readers?"

Rig's rebuke made the bard blush. Divirachi gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, and
whispered , "Well, I'll teach you a few magic spells... but remember, these are high-level spells,
don't spread them around... even if you do, don't say I taught them to you, or you'll be in
big trouble!"

Rig wasn't too concerned about whether the spells Divirachi taught were high-level. What pleased him was that
these spells didn't have strange pronunciations or foreign scripts. Based on pure human language,
the spells seemed so familiar, so familiar that the little rascal fell asleep after reading less than half of them.

The hooligans of Kete City were always delinquent students who slept soundly with their books, even though the books they were reading now contained
magical incantations.

Whether the fairies were too shocked by the news brought back from the pool, or had
an innate fear of Rig, the newly minted magician, no fairy came to Rig that night to discuss their breeding plans.

When Rig woke up and found himself still clutching the few magical incantations written by Divirachi, he quickly
stuffed these precious papers into his robes and ordered the fairies to immediately set off for Kete City.

The fairies seemed to have accepted Rig's true identity as the Fairy King and obeyed the hooligan's orders. With the fairies
' cooperation, the treacherous primeval forest became a smooth path. However, after only a short distance, the impatient
Rig was extremely dissatisfied with the slow pace.

At his command, the three humans once again experienced their captivity, being carried
and bounced between the treetops by the incredibly strong fairies. Fortunately, neither Ying Wuji nor Divirachi
cried out again, only their faces turned pale.

As for Rig, he was held comfortably in the fairy captain's arms,
a stark contrast to the treatment of the other two.

Aside from the legendary, vanished elves, fairies are the undisputed rulers of the forest. They
leap and tumble among the dense trees as if walking on flat ground; what takes ordinary people half a day to traverse, they
often manage in a few leaps, so swiftly it's almost instantaneous.

Before afternoon even arrived, dozens of fairies had led Rigg and his companions out of the Cloud Mist Mountain forest. Upon reaching inhabited
areas, the fairies immediately became alert, slowing their pace and even sending out scouts like a human army.

Even Rigg, a good-for-nothing rascal, couldn't help but admire them. This fairy tribe had managed to survive for centuries undiscovered
amidst the human world; they certainly had their own methods!

If anyone were to spread the word that fairies still lived in Atlantis on Cloud Mist Mountain, within ten days,
adventurers, mercenary groups, and even slave-hunting teams sent by nobles would
completely .

Long extinct, voluptuous, and alluring fairies, seen only in magical plays, were even
more tempting to some men than elves.

The Fairy Queen silently approached and uttered a few words to Rigg. It was unclear whether she meant
"a large group of people," "people carrying weapons and posing a danger," or something else; the translation from the pool was simple:
"An army!"

Rig gestured for the pool to lead him forward stealthily for a short distance. They saw a
narrow path, almost carved into the cliff face, between a ridge, where densely packed soldiers were marching. Seeing the tattered armor
and blood-stained weapons, Rig's heart clenched!

"Which army is that?" Divirachi also crept over, surveying the ranks below. "Looks like they've
suffered a defeat !"

"Thorn County, a small state very close to our Plato Duchy!" Rig looked at the surrounding mountains and
pulled out a map he'd brought from the Saint Hualong army. He examined it closely, his worry deepening:
"Judging from this, Thorn County has been defeated by the Southern Barbarian army, and they're retreating to the Duchy of Alexandria!"

"Oh, does that mean that pretty boy will soon have a chance to prove himself?" Divirachi murmured.

Rig glanced at him and snorted, "You've seen your share of bards. This
war might have started because of that pretty boy's disappearance, but do you think
the Southern Barbarians will immediately retreat just because he reappeared? His disappearance is just an excuse. We still hope that
after the Saint Hualong army discovers our disappearance, they will speed up their march and catch up. Only with sufficient strength will they sit down
to negotiate !"

"I think it's unlikely. The Saint Hualong army has no intention of negotiating with the Southern Barbarians!" Divirachi said with a weary expression. "
Moreover the Southern Barbarian army has been unstoppable, destroying countless countries. I think they are even less willing to sit down and negotiate!"

"That's not my concern. I just want to know if Kert is alright and if my mother is
safe !" Rig waved his hand irritably and uttered a few strangely pronounced syllables to the fairy queen beside him.

Listening to the simplified fairy language, Divirachi couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity... that magical
device of yours is truly a waste..."

Under the Fairy Queen's command, the fairies led the three humans on a stealthy journey through the forest. Although they had
left the forest, the Scorpion Tail region was full of mountains and dense forests. With carefulness, it
wasn't , only the speed of progress would definitely be affected.

Despite the fairies' ability to save time by traversing mountains and forests, it wasn't until dawn the next day that Rigg finally
saw the smoking city of Kert on the back of a fairy!

Staring blankly at the dilapidated city, Rigg's mind went blank; he felt
completely exhausted. Unconsciously, two lines of tears streamed down his face.

“Reg…the city hasn’t fallen yet, it’s still holding out!” Seeing Reg’s erratic behavior, Divirachi feared
the man had gone mad and rushed over, shaking his shoulders and shouting, “Reg, wake up! Your
homeland hasn’t been breached by the barbarians, but…” He glanced back at the city amidst the smoke of battle, “it’s about to fall
!”

Reg snapped back to reality as if struck by lightning, glaring at Divirachi before turning to look at
Kert in the distance, trembling as he asked, “Blackie, Kert really hasn’t fallen?”

“No, but it’s coming soon!” Divirachi said solemnly.

Without a word, Reg leaped down from the fairy’s back, landing miraculously from the treetops
without even twisting his ankle.

He threw off his cloak, revealing a white mage’s robe, took out a foot-long staff, and
strode out of the forest, stepping on the soft fallen leaves.

“That guy’s gone mad…” Divirachi muttered, staring blankly at Rig’s retreating figure.
“He’s going to challenge an entire army by himself… Does he really think he’s some kind of super-class mage?”

“Isn’t he?” Ying Wuji asked curiously.

“He’s a load of rubbish!” Divirachi cursed irritably, struggling
to jump off , but falling awkwardly. Blackie didn’t care about anything else, picking up a
thick, long branch with leaves from the ground and charging off in Rig’s direction!

Ying Wuji looked at these two reckless individuals, scratching his head in confusion, and asked
the fairy ,

“Why don’t they take my jade token and negotiate with our army first? These two guys
are really too hot-blooded!”

He spoke in human language, and the fairy beside him naturally looked at him blankly. But even if he spoke in
fairy language, the fairy probably wouldn’t understand such a long string of words.

In the distance, the setting sun cast a blood-red glow. The ruined city and the lingering smoke created a desolate
scene .
Chapter Two: The Fall of the City.

"Sir, the barbarians are gathering again!" A messenger covered in blood shook the sleeping Hank awake, skillfully
pulling a cigarette from his officer's pocket, lighting it over a burning piece of wood, taking two deep drags, and then
shoving the cigarette into his officer's mouth.

Hank stood up, cigarette dangling from his lips, and glanced at his messenger: "Are you alright?"

"Of course I'm alright, all my blood is barbarian!" The messenger grinned,
his young face, stained with gunpowder, involuntarily contorting as if a wound had been aggravated, but he still
smiled :

"Sir, you're usually very strict with our training! But it's thanks to that training that we, the Kete,
have been able to hold out until now! Although the brothers usually curse you behind your back, they're all very
grateful !"

Hank chuckled, flicked the dust off his beard, and sighed, "We can't hold
Kert ... We should really be more careful... But..."

Looking at the barbarians in the distance, Hank said contemptuously, "Even if our Plato Duchy is just a small country,
we won't let these barbarians run rampant!"

The siege of Kert began the day before yesterday. Initially, only a little over a thousand barbarians came, but
Hank, having received advance intelligence, led several hundred of his Green-Clad Soldiers to sneak out of the city and set up an ambush.

In this ambush, Hank used all sorts of thuggish tactics, from lime-coated pepper spray to other methods,
killing almost half of the thousand-plus barbarians. The remaining barbarians fled back in disarray. Hank immediately
ordered the city gates to be closed tightly, and sand and stones were piled up everywhere on the city walls, awaiting a large-scale enemy attack.

The residents of Kert already knew that these barbarians had already massacred and captured five cities, even those two of which
they had surrendered to. Of the tens of thousands of people in the city, only a few escaped by hiding in the sewers
.

Therefore, every Kerton seemed quite calm about the impending war.

"Even if we all perish, we will not let these savages get away with it!"

At dusk, the barbarian army finally arrived. Tens of thousands of barbarians not only occupied the open space in front of the city walls, but
also sent a force of over a thousand to control the valley behind Kerton.

The Scorpion Tail region is narrow, and many cities are built against mountains; Kerton was no exception.
This clearly demonstrated their determination to massacre the city!

The barbarians did not attack immediately, but instead set up camp, lighting countless bonfires, as if
building another city outside Kerton. Watching them drink, roast meat, and revel, Hank decisively led
a 300-strong city defense force to attack the enemy camp that night.

But this time, they fell into the barbarians' trap; less than fifty of the 300 city defense soldiers returned to Kerton.

The messenger's wounds were inflicted during that time.

Hank then realized that these barbarians weren't truly illiterate as rumored, nor did they live in caves or
wear leaves…

The barbarians began their attack at dawn the following day. Their fierce and fearless soldiers, bare-chested, with heads
adorned with colorful feathers and strangely patterned bodies,
charged towards the walls of Kert, wielding broadswords and spears, without even shields, and carrying ladders.

The battle was incredibly brutal. While the barbarian soldiers, charging naked, suffered heavy casualties, their numbers numbered in the tens
of thousands, and even the loss of a few hundred wouldn't shake their foundations. However, Hank's 700-plus city defenders had lost more than half
the previous night, and every death during the siege was a loss.

Although aided by a volunteer army organized by the residents of Kert, the situation was perilous. Several times, the barbarians breached
the city walls, and it was only through the desperate counterattacks of the soldiers and volunteers that the barbarians were repelled! Tens of thousands of barbarians attacked this small city. Even without siege weapons, they could have taken it in

half a day if they were truly determined , Hank knew this all too well. 　　But what was astonishing was that the barbarians suddenly changed their tactics that afternoon, sending only five hundred men at a time , attacking for only an hour, then immediately withdrawing regardless of the consequences, resting for half an hour, and then sending another five hundred to attack! 　　On several occasions, when the barbarians breached the city walls and heard the gong, they abandoned the empty positions, jumped off the walls, and returned to their camp. 　　Hank was stunned for a long time before finally realizing what was happening. These barbarians were using Ket as training grounds… Apparently, since entering hadn't encountered a region with such strong resistance as Ket, and the barbarian leader had ordered his soldiers to quickly familiarize themselves with the siege warfare of the Eastern Lai Continent. Therefore, it was clear that these barbarians' target was not just the small Scorpion Tail region! 　　In fact, during each attack of five hundred men, various siege weapons made locally by the barbarians gradually appeared. 　　Arrow-carts, battering rams, arrow towers, shield carts… Watching the barbarians unleash these rudimentary siege weapons, some even unnamed, on the siege, Hank's heart turned to ice. 　　Three days of relentless barbarian attacks had left every Kerti man physically and mentally exhausted . The only one still full of energy was the booming voice echoing from the city walls—oh, that wasn't Hank. Commander Hank 's voice had been hoarse since the first day of battle. That booming voice, of course, belonged to our Lady Eva! 　　"Guys, cheer up! These are bean buns made with our Ampa family's century-old secret recipe. One will keep you healthy, two will make you as light as a feather, and three will make you invulnerable…" 　　Lady Eva roused every soldier or volunteer sleeping against the city walls with unwavering enthusiasm, then force- them bean buns and water. Her chubby face always wore an optimistic smile. 　　"Auntie Eva, will eating four of your bean buns make you ascend to heaven immediately?" some soldiers joked with Lady Eva. 　　"Go away, what's so great about ascending to heaven? You eat four of my bean buns, and I guarantee you'll never be impotent again... Being a man, you have to be strong!" 　　Lady Eva laughed wildly, grabbing a soldier whose mouth was stuffed with bean buns and shaking him a couple of times, only to find that he was already dead. Lady Eva continued to laugh, only raising her hand to wipe the sweat from her brow, and then, under the cover of her sleeve, secretly wiping the corner of her eye. 　　After quietly putting the soldier down, Lady Eva continued to move around the city wall with her large bamboo basket. Dozens of Kurt women and even girls carried all sorts of food boxes, trying their best to wake up each soldier so they could eat and drink. 　　Of course, most of the people on the city wall were forever beyond their ability to wake. 　　"Eva, you're messing with my lads again." Hank, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, walked over like a thug . 　　His filthy hands grabbed a steamed bun from the basket, then tossed it aside with a look of disgust; after picking and choosing for a while, he finally found one he liked. However, most of the steamed buns in Eva's basket were blackened from his squeezing. 　　"I told you to go to Saint Hualong to stay with your son, why don't you ever listen!" Hank swallowed a steamed bun and took a drag of his pipe. Looking at the barbarians' encampment, with siege engines of all sizes set up, he sighed. 　　"I'm a Catherine, what would I do in Saint Hualong? Hank, my son's got some ambition, he's going to..."

"He even sent back a large sum of gold coins last month." Lady Eva's plump face was full of smiles as she lowered her voice and said,
"Hank, do you know how much? Five thousand! A full five thousand gold coins from the Holy Hualong Empire..."

"Five thousand gold coins is nothing, he's a magician!" Hank said disdainfully, as if he had seen it all
. "I heard that magicians in Holy Hualong earn ten thousand gold coins a month! This kid is
unfilial , daring to embezzle half of it!"

"Save it! Your son hasn't brought you a single penny back!" Eva stuffed
another steamed bun into his mouth, smiling broadly. "You're just jealous, I knew that all along. You're just jealous that I had a
good son, haha!"

Hank snorted, too lazy to pay attention to this vain woman. He chewed on the steamed bun, looking at the barbarian army
with calm, still eyes.

"This should be the last batch, right?" Lady Eva stood beside Hank and said softly, "I've counted them."
"Of the young men who survived on the city wall, less than one in ten are left. There's no point in fighting anymore."

"Even if there's no point in fighting, we still have to fight. The barbarians haven't learned the word 'surrender' yet," Hank said calmly. Out of the corner of his eye,
he saw Lady Eva put down her basket and pick up a large knife. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Fatty,
what ?"

"Fighting... I'm telling you, Hank, if you dare call me Fatty again, believe me, I'll cut off your brother!" Lady Eva

squinted her small eyes and fiercely brandished the large knife in front of Hank, panting as she said
, "This knife is really heavy. Do you have a lighter one?"

Hank looked at Eva's fat body speechlessly, and said with a wry smile, "You should save your breath. You
can fight? You don't mean to use your fat to crush the barbarians, do you?"

"Good idea!" Eva's small eyes lit up. She dropped her knife and turned to walk towards the city wall.

Hank was startled: "Eva, what are you doing? Are you really going to jump down and crush them?"

"Idiot!" Eva scoffed at Hank, picking up bricks by the wall: "I'll throw stones down
and kill them. That's easier than swinging a big knife!"

Hank's expression froze for a moment before he slowly said, "Eva, it's fine if you stay here and risk your life, but
what about your distinguished guests? Aren't you going to leave them?"

Eva was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "I am a Catherine, and I should die on
the land !"

"You can't be so selfish!" Hank said, somewhat exasperated, "If it weren't for them these past few days, could
we have defended Catherine with so few people? If you really die like this, what will happen to Miss Agnes? Knowing
her personality, she will definitely die with you!" " Most of the people who volunteered to guard the city these past few days are
here because of Miss Agnes."

A proud smile appeared on Eva's plump face as she chuckled, "Lina isn't here for this fat
old woman ; she's here for our Rig!" " Before the barbarian invasion of the Scorpion Tail region, the most sensational event

in the entire city of Kete... or rather, the entire Duchy of Plato, and even the Scorpion Tail region, was the arrival of a magic drama film crew from the Holy Hualong Empire to shoot scenes in the Duchy of Plato. 　　The most attractive member of this filming crew was, of course, Miss Agnes, the actress who played Isarovey, the protagonist of 'The Skeleton Knight,' and the winner of the Holy Hualong Empire's annual Star Queen Award. 　　Naturally, most of the filming locations for this magic drama were in Kete City. The entire crew of nearly a hundred people stayed in Kete City, and Eva's family inn was packed to capacity. Not only did Agnes stay there , but the director, producer, and other important figures were also gathered there. 　　The Ampa Inn was certainly not the best inn in Kete City. But Eva knew that the only reason these important figures stayed at her family inn was because of her distant friend in Platinum City." The city's prodigy son. 　　The most talented dual-academy exam champion in the history of the Platinum Capital Magic Academy, whose entrance exam was more difficult than the magic graduate student graduation exam. These topics, discussed casually by the film crew, had spread throughout the entire city of Kete. 　　During that time, Lady Eva's smile never faded. Of course, Lady Eva's joy was partly due to her rogue son being a magical genius; but more importantly, it was due to Agnes 's respectful obeisance to her. 　　Agnes, upon their first meeting, actually performed a deep kneeling bow to Lady Eva according to the ancient etiquette of the Holy Hualong Empire. A bewildered Lady Eva later learned that this was the highest form of etiquette used by a daughter-in-law when meeting her husband's mother. 　　The stunningly beautiful and world-renowned current Star Queen actually acknowledged her as her... The prospect of a daughter-in-law inflated Eva's vanity to an indescribable degree. 　　However, Eva didn't lose her head. Later, through the film crew, she indirectly learned that Kona was not only still involved with her son, but also seemed to have acquired a blonde stranger. 　　A love quadrangle… Although the Duchy of Plato didn't prohibit polygamy, that privilege had always belonged only to the duchy 's nobles. The thought of her rogue son so brazenly seducing three beautiful women, all of them magicians , made Eva feel like her chubby head was about to explode. 　　Was this for real? Could her little shop withstand a fight between three female magicians fighting over a man? 　　Upon receiving this news, Eva quickly concluded that Agris had deliberately chosen Cert City as the filming location for this magical drama. It was probably under the guise of filming, vying for favor with her future mother-in-law . 　　Regarding Lady Eva's concerns, Lord Hank, the city's defense officer, had once sarcastically remarked – "That 's Queen Agnes as your daughter-in-law, aren't you arrogant enough?" 　　Then, the barbarian invasion ignited a massive war, and the Saint Hualong film crew naturally had to return home immediately. Lady Eva hadn't expected the stubborn Agnes to resolutely stay, not retreating with the main film crew to the Grand Duchy of Alexandria , but instead accompanying this plump old woman to await death. 　　At that moment, Lady Eva truly considered this beautiful woman her real daughter-in-law. 　　For the past three days, Agnes and her entourage had fought countless times alongside the residents of Ket on these crumbling city walls. 　　The stunningly beautiful Agnes, dressed in pristine white, was always the most radiant sight in Ket.

The scenery. Seeing her, the soldiers on the city walls felt a surge of passion; seeing her,
even the timid citizens of Kert dared to take up their cleavers and hack at the ferocious barbarians.

"Fat woman, why did you leave Miss Agnes at home and come up here alone?" Hank took
a few steps, then turned back, asking curiously.

Lady Eva's plump face showed a hint of embarrassment as she stammered, "They're exhausted, they're sleeping...
Lina is a mage, you know, she's been healing the wounded with magic these past few days, she's exhausted too."

An art mage is still a mage; although not proficient in combat magic, healing spells are the most basic magic for any
mage . Agnes had been healing wounded soldiers and citizens almost non-stop these past few days,
her magical power nearly exhausted. After returning to the Ampa Inn yesterday, she collapsed onto the bed without even washing her face.
She hadn't woken up when Lady Eva left today.

Lady Eva had already instructed Agris's attendants to secretly carry the sleeping Agris out of
Catherine City.

Although the barbarians had completely surrounded Catherine City, in the eyes of a magician, even the tightest siege was practically
nonexistent . After all, art magicians were masters of creating illusions and deceptions.

While those few attendants of Agris were fiercely loyal to her, they lacked the lofty conviction to die for a small country like Plato's
, and some even scoffed at Agris and Eva's stubbornness. That's why Lady Eva
, after arranging everything, confidently went to the city walls to prepare to pelt stones.

Of course, Lady Eva wouldn't tell Hank any of this. The Catherine
people who had managed to hold out until now almost universally worshipped Agris as a saint. If they knew that Agris had been carried
away by her attendants in her sleep, Catherine City would likely collapse even before the barbarians attacked.

Seeing the smug smile on Eva's plump face, Hank spat in annoyance, as if he utterly disliked
this stubborn, overweight woman. He sneered, "You'd better watch out, the barbarians' archery is very accurate!"

Eva chuckled and replied, "Even if they're accurate, are they as accurate as me?"

Hank, his face cold, fell silent.

In the distance, the barbarian war drums sounded once more! Another siege had begun.

Hundreds of barbarian soldiers howled as they charged towards the dilapidated walls of Ket. Every remaining
defender stood silently behind the walls, their faces, stained with blood and dust, devoid of expression
and calm.

There was no command, no announcement, but every soldier knew this was the last battle before Ket fell
.

Behind these hundreds of barbarians stood a dozen or so neat barbarian squares.

Within these motionless squares stood the siege weapons the barbarians had made. Although so rudimentary that even the branches and leaves on
many logs hadn't been trimmed, no defending soldier doubted their power.

Hank picked up a longsword with a dulled blade and carefully wiped the blood off it with his sleeve. Not a single
arrow ; three days of siege had depleted the small town's resources. Forget
arrows, they couldn't even find a single intact sword.

"These little brats are so excited, what's gotten into them?"
Lady Eva, witnessing the barbarian charge for the first time, shrunk her plump body and muttered to herself, looking at the dark mass of people below. She then muttered again
, "I wonder if my little brat has gotten Kona pregnant... Lina is nice, but
she's obviously still a virgin. Sigh... If I hadn't warned him back then, maybe I'd be a grandmother by now
... I should have let him get away with it, otherwise, it'll be so embarrassing to see my deadbeat husband like this
!"

Hank chuckled, somewhat admiring that Eva could still think of such trivial matters at a time like this.
However, before he could even utter a sarcastic remark, the barbarians had already reached the city walls.

In the days of attack, the bricks and rubble piled up at the base of some sections of the broken walls had long since formed
conical ramps. The barbarian soldiers could now climb the walls without even needing ladders. The city of Kete
couldn't spare the manpower to clean up, so they just let it be.

Hank watched as a colorful head peeked out from the city wall. He had just picked up his knife when he heard the
barbarian soldier scream and fall to the ground clutching his bleeding head.

Hank paused, then saw the smug look on Eva's plump face and couldn't help but smile wryly, "You're really accurate!"

"Of course, don't you know who my son is!" Lady Eva waved her plump hand triumphantly, and a
fist- sized stone flew out, hitting another barbarian soldier who was climbing up.

The soldier clutched his bruised nose, wailing and crying, but refused to fall. Lady
Eva, quite embarrassed, smashed another stone into his forehead, and only then did the barbarian soldier reluctantly fall off
the wall, tumbling down the slope to the bottom.

Immediately afterward, two more barbarian soldiers climbed up at the same time, and Lady Eva suddenly ran out of stones. Seeing this, Hank
quickly stepped forward and slashed at an enemy. The barbarian soldier yelled and swung his scimitar fiercely at
Hank 's longsword.

Hank slightly turned his body and kicked out. The barbarian soldier was very agile, twisting his waist and hips
to dodge Hank's kick, but suddenly froze, clutching the back of his head and collapsing.

Hank didn't need to look to know that Eva's stone had worked again. Rig was a petty thug in Ket, and he often
caused trouble at the Ampa Inn. Eva's invincible slingshot skills were honed in the battle to protect her son.
Of course—Rig had also been hit by her many times!

Lady Eva's stamina was limited, and besides, she had never hit anyone with such a large stone before, and she was already
panting heavily .

Hank stood at the breach in the city wall, almost numbly hacking at the barbarian soldiers,
completely unmoved by the swords and spears aimed at him, not even bothering to dodge.

This reckless attitude, combined with the commanding position, created a situation where one man could hold off
ten thousand .

"Hank, that wall has fallen!" Lady Eva gasped, haphazardly picking up stones and
throwing them down the wall, not even checking if anyone was hit. Hank calmly replied, "As long as I'm on this wall, Kurt
hasn't fallen!"

Eva chuckled, "You little city guard officer, you really think too highly of yourself... Watch out!"

Before she finished speaking, Lady Eva had already thrown a stone, deflecting an arrow aimed at Hank
.

Hank didn't even thank her, raising his sword and cleaving down another barbarian soldier!

With a deafening crash, a massive log, pushed by dozens of barbarians, slammed into the already
crumbling city wall.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, a large section of the wall finally collapsed completely. Amidst the billowing dust, the barbarian soldiers
cheered and surged towards the breach like a tidal wave.

Hank and Eva stared blankly at the gap in the wall. Although they had long been
mentally , their hearts still ached indescribably when the moment actually arrived.

Chapter Three: A Shocking Reversal

A dense volley of crossbow bolts suddenly rained down, instantly felling
a large number of barbarian soldiers at the breach. Eva and Hank turned sharply to see Agnes leading her entourage towards the city wall.

"Mother, why did you leave me behind?" Agnes's appearance drew cheers from the entire city wall
.

However, her beautiful face was pale with sorrow as she stared directly at Lady Eva, her eyes filled with
pitiful grievance, like a young wife who had been abandoned.

Sweat immediately dripped down Lady Eva's plump face. She glared angrily at Agnes's
entourage .

The entourage gave Lady Eva a helpless look, letting her know that their carefully laid plans had failed
once again .

"Mother, don't you want Lina anymore?" The title of Star Queen Award winner was well-deserved; Agnes's
casual glance and expression perfectly conveyed her despondency; her plaintive tone
nearly broke Lady Eva's heart, a heart of a commoner.

“Lina, my dear Lina, how could your mother not want you? I'm just worried that you haven't even experienced
the greatest pleasures of womanhood before you go to the underworld with this old woman like me—that's too much of a waste! At the very least, you
should have given birth to a bunch of sons and daughters for Rig…”

Eva’s words brought a blush to Agnes’s face, her long eyelashes fluttering. Even amidst the clash of swords on
the city wall, a touch of girlish shyness appeared.

Eva’s plump face radiated boundless kindness as she stretched out her short, thick arms. Without hesitation, Agnes
threw herself into Eva’s embrace, tightly hugging the plump woman.

Lady Eva gently stroked Agnes's soft, long hair, watching the barbarians swarming like ants below the city walls.
Suddenly, she chuckled and asked, "Lina, your mother hasn't asked you yet, how did our Rig manage to win you over
?"

Agnes pouted, looking aggrieved, and said, "He never pursued me. The moment he sees me, he starts acting like
a scoundrel..."

"Haha," Lady Eva laughed, then said solemnly, "When your mother sees him, she'll spank him for you,
okay?"

"Okay," Agnes nodded obediently, her attendants surrounding them. Although
each attendant had a bolt left in their crossbow casket, none of them
intended to fire it at the dense horde of barbarians below.

Both Agnes and her attendants knew that with Agnes's unparalleled beauty, falling into
the hands of the barbarians would only bring her endless humiliation. The last bolt the attendants had used was deliberately
saved by Agnes for herself and Lady Eva.

Countless barbarians surged through the breach in the broken city wall. Although the defenders of Kert knew the city had fallen,
they still performed their duty, fighting the enemy with every sword, spear, and stone.

Those who could still move, no matter how severe their injuries, desperately moved towards the breach, hoping to use their meager
strength to hold back the barbarians.

Watching this scene unfold, both Agnes and Eva's eyes reddened. Eva sighed softly,
"If my Rig were here, he would surely find a way to drive these barbarians back."

Agnes nodded emphatically, her voice choked with sobs, "Yes, he would definitely find a way."

That shameless, rogue fellow always did things beyond human comprehension. Agnes
desperately wished he could descend from the heavens like a hero in a magic play,
bringing .

However, Agnes knew life wasn't a magic play. Those heroes who turned the tide were merely
illusions played by artistic magicians.

Is life really not a magic play?

A dazzling beam of magical light suddenly cleaved down from the sky, striking the collapsed section
of the city wall with a resounding "crack," sending countless stones and dust flying.

The barbarians crowded in the breach didn't even have time to scream before being instantly killed by the magical beam.

Layers of corpses piled up, mingling with the flying rubble, instantly sealing the breach in the wall again.

The barbarians' screams and cries echoed through the sky. Agnes and Eva turned in astonishment. They saw
a small figure standing on the far side of the forest. Although it was just a figure in white robes,
Lady recognized him immediately as her son.

"Rigg!" Eva and Agnes' hearts pounded with excitement, yet also with worry
.

Rigg was surrounded by a barbarian army of nearly ten thousand. The barbarian shamans quickly identified the connection between the magic and
Rigg , and hundreds of barbarian soldiers were already charging towards him.

Sweat beaded on Eva's plump face, and Agnes's eyes widened in alarm as both women
watched Rig in the distance with immense worry. Rig, caught in the barbarian army's charge, was like a small boat adrift in a storm.

Before anyone could see him make a move, a shimmering magical light enveloped him. The light flickered
twice, and Rig vanished from the sight of tens of thousands of people.

Agnes stared in disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide: "Invisibility?"

Invisibility was merely a basic form of magic, something almost every mage knew. But traditional invisibility
had a significant obstacle: one absolutely could not move while using it,
or the spell would immediately fail!

But Rig, in front of tens of thousands of people, moved about, dodging the barbarian arrows, while simultaneously making his body
invisible. This unimaginable invisibility naturally startled Agnes.

Rig's sudden disappearance caused widespread panic among the barbarians. Agnes had long discovered that these
brightly barbarians, while not as ignorant and backward as the legends portrayed them, were just as superstitious and foolish.
Faced with their inexplicable miracle, many barbarians immediately threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground, praying to some unknown god
.

Many more barbarians, under the command of the shaman, rushed towards the spot where Rig had disappeared, digging
deep into the ground, turning up the soil, but finding no trace of him.

In this chaos, the barbarian siege was interrupted. Many barbarians who had already reached the city walls
turned back in surprise to look at their own lines, only to be ambushed by the surrounding defending troops.

Several barbarian soldiers stood dumbfounded, arms around the city guards,
watching the chaotic battle formation. Their intimacy made it seem as if they weren't blood enemies who had just fought, but close brothers
…

Of course, a closer look revealed that their hands or weapons were still pressed against each other's vitals.

“Mother.” Just as Lady Eva was about to collapse with happiness, a voice she knew all too well
suddenly rang in her ears. Lady Eva looked around in surprise, but didn't see her son.

“Reg, is that you? Where are you?” Lady Eva asked somewhat anxiously. She was just an ordinary
woman, and of course, she didn't have any systematic knowledge of magic, so she didn't know
how amazing the invisibility spell her son had just cast was.

“I'm not by your side, I'm still among the enemy… But seeing you're alright, I'm relieved…
Isalovi , what are you doing here? Are you alright?” Reg's voice was full of surprise;
seeing Agnes in Kert City was clearly an unexpected surprise for him.

Hearing Rig's voice, as casually as when he was chatting with her across the street, Agnes rubbed
her eyes , looked around, and whispered, "I... I'm alright, Rig, when... did you get back?"

"I just arrived, but thankfully, I wasn't delayed too much." Rig's voice was filled with relief.
After all he had seen the dire situation in Keter City. If he had been ten minutes later, or even five minutes later, perhaps
Agnes and Eva wouldn't be alive today.

The earth-shattering change on the city wall naturally attracted everyone's attention. Hank, covered in dust, rushed over with several
equally wounded soldiers. He paused for a moment upon seeing Agnes, then asked in astonishment,
"Miss Agnes, was that your magic just now?"

Agnes shook her head. Before she could speak, Lady Eva proudly declared, "That was our
Rig!"

"Rig, he's back?" Hank looked around in surprise. Rig's voice suddenly rang out, "Uncle
Hank , I need your help."

"Huh?" Hank was startled to hear Rig's voice, then realized Rig
was speaking to him using magic. He asked nervously, "Wh...what is it?"

Rig replied directly, "Uncle Hank, I need a large quantity of magic crystals to cast spells. Any
quality, as long as they're magic crystals, the more the better. Do you have any?"

"Yes! They're all in the warehouse. I'll have someone go get them right away!" The civilized world of Atlantis was entirely built
on magic; even a small town like Cert had its own reserves of magic crystals.

Of course, few mages in Kert use magic crystals. The army and government store magic crystals primarily
for preserving value—in Atlantis, the exchange rate of a nation's currency fluctuates with its power, but magic
crystals are a highly sought-after hard currency.

Rig had only recently learned this by chance while chatting with Hu Weian; no wonder the army's supply wagons
carried more magic crystals than gold coins!

"You don't need to send anyone to move them; just tell me where they are. I'll use them myself," Rig
said urgently.

Hank hesitated for a moment before giving a hidden location, also reciting the key incantation to activate the protective magic array.

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the barbarian camp. The sound was so powerful that
even the ground trembled.

"They used them up way too fast!" Hank's jaw nearly dropped.

Rig's wry laugh drifted over: "Uncle Hank, I didn't do this..."

"Were there other magicians with you?" Hank asked in surprise.

"Oh... that's just a bard..." Rig seemed equally confused, "But he's definitely
more than just a bard!"

The deafening explosion at the barbarian camp completely shattered the barbarian army's morale, and countless barbarian formations
fell into disarray. Soon, the sound of gongs rang out before the barbarian ranks, and the attacking barbarian army immediately retreated.

Everyone on the city wall gathered around Eva and Agnes. Everyone knew that Rig
would definitely return to the city from there.

Although Rig was a petty thug eager to join a gang, the Kurt people all knew his
feelings , not to mention that Lady Eva now had the beautiful Agnes by her side.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, Rig's figure slowly appeared on the city wall. Crossing
the throngs of barbarian troops was no easy feat; Rigg's white mage robes were now dusty
and covered in dirt, making him look rather disheveled.

Even in the most critical moments, the mage Agris maintained her perfect composure
and impeccable appearance… casting spells to repel dust was as
instinctive for mages as breathing air.

However, Rigg's disheveled appearance only garnered more admiration from the crowd. Seeing the adoring
looks from the surrounding crowd, Rigg smiled somewhat sheepishly: "Actually, I didn't do anything… really…"

The beautiful magical attack that struck the city wall used a
spell , consuming magic crystal energy from the remnants of his magical armor. Rigg felt he hadn't exerted
much effort at all, and had no intention of taking credit.

Hank chuckled, giving Rigg's shoulders a couple of hard pats, which aggravated his wounds, causing him to gasp.
"A cool breeze," he said, grinning, "The Ampa family's kid's really something! Our Kert has produced a proper
Grand Mage... Heh heh!"

The remaining dozens of soldiers and volunteers on the city wall nodded in agreement, their gazes towards Rigg burning even
brighter .

Lady Eva, on the other hand, beamed with pride: "Don't you even know whose son this is? Haha!"

Agnes had already hidden behind Lady Eva, terrified that this unbridled little rogue
would do something indecent to her in public again. Back in Platinum City, Rigg had
a long history of harassing Agnes.

Rig had no time to tease Agnes. He looked at the barbarian camp still in turmoil in the distance and frowned
slightly as he asked, "Uncle Hank, the vanguard of Saint Hualong won't arrive for at least two more days. Can we
hold off the barbarians for two more days?"

Hank shook his head frankly, "If the barbarians attack again, let alone two days, we can't even hold them
off for two hours..." He suddenly laughed, "However, with you, the great mage, here, I think we
can hold out for another two or three days without any problem, right?"

Rig sighed and said in a low voice, "Uncle Hank, war isn't just about mages; it's mainly about
the army."

Hank's smile remained unchanged as he shouted, "I knew you had a way...
Saint Hualong's reinforcements! If they come, those savages down there will run like rabbits!"

The people on the city walls laughed, having no doubt about Hank's words. With the strength
and military power of the Saint Hualong Empire, dealing with these southern barbarians would be a piece of cake—of course, no one knew that Saint Hualong's vanguard
consisted of only two thousand cavalry, and the main force only eight thousand.

The barbarians outside Kete City alone numbered over ten thousand!

Saint Hualong's two thousand cavalry were still clearing roads through the desolate mountains and forests. Even working without rest, it would take at least two more days
. "If the barbarians attack again, let alone two days, we can't even hold them off for two hours; however,
with you, the great mage, here, I think we can hold out for another two days." Uncle Hank, war isn't just about mages
; the most important thing is that the army can reach Kete City. Kete City, exhausted of resources, was just as Hank said; let alone
two days, it probably couldn't even hold out for two hours.

But Hank couldn't tell his wounded subordinates the truth; he could only
show optimism about the future with laughter and heroic spirit, as if everything would
be solved .

The barbarian tribes in the distance were still in turmoil; it seemed the effects of the explosion wouldn't dissipate anytime soon. Hank
then ordered his temporarily promoted adjutant to take over his duties on the city wall, while he and Rig went to the town hall to receive the magic crystal
warehouse.

Lady Eva naturally wouldn't leave her son, and Agnes shyly allowed Lady Eva
to hold her little hand and follow behind Rig.

As for Agnes's attendants, they had already slipped away to drink with relaxed expressions when Rig appeared. The little rogue's
title of "genius magician" had already spread to every corner of Platinum City. Now that he was back,
Miss Agnes's safety was naturally his concern.

"Uncle Hank, how many people are left in Kete City?" Rig asked quietly halfway there.

Hank narrowed his eyes before answering, "There should be less than three thousand."

Rig was taken aback: "Is the casualty rate that high?"

Kete's total population used to exceed twenty thousand!

"What are you thinking about!" Hank laughed. "Before the barbarians besieged the city, almost everyone had fled.
Only stubborn people like your mother stayed with us dumb soldiers to defend it... There were probably six or
seven thousand people in the city then, and after three days, about half of them were dead or wounded!" Hank's voice lowered.

"What about the remaining three thousand?" Rig asked curiously, thinking of the less than one hundred survivors he had seen on the city walls
.

"They're staying at home. Not everyone has the guts to go up to the city walls!" Hank said casually.

"Don't they know that once the barbarians breach the city, they'll massacre the entire population? They're going to
die anyway, so why don't they fight to the death?"

"Have you been watching too many magic shows?" Hank rolled his eyes at the Ampa boy. "
The fact that half of the six or seven thousand people came out to help defend the city is because of Miss Agnes's influence; it's far beyond my
expectations .

You want a full mobilization? Those who could escape have already fled to the duchy's capital. The remaining old, weak, sick,
disabled , and scoundrels wouldn't survive even if they escaped, so they're just waiting to die. The fact that they're not causing trouble is already a favor to me.
You want them all to be on the city walls?"

"Didn't the Grand Duke send reinforcements for Kete?" Rig asked curiously.

“The entire duchy’s regular army, numbering less than ten thousand, has been decimated. The Grand Duke is probably barely holding on himself…
Besides, who knew our Kert would hold out this long?”

Hank laughed. “Even we didn’t expect it! These savages actually used our Kert
for training. Otherwise, your mother, Miss Agnes, and I would be bones by now!”

Rig’s heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily tightened his grip on Lady Eva and Agnes’s hands, saying with lingering fear
, “Luckily, these barbarians went mad…”

Agnes blushed, wanting to shake off Rig’s hand but reluctant to.

Besides, she knew that if she didn’t let this little rogue hold her hand, he might do something even more lewd, like putting his arm around her waist or
hugging her. After a feigned struggle, Agnes obediently stopped moving.

Seeing her son's nervousness, Lady Eva's plump face broke into a relieved smile. She chuckled and said, "Your
mother's living a long life, I haven't even had a grandson yet! Heaven won't let me die so soon! Hank, you're covered in blood
, find somewhere to clean yourself up!"

"Clean myself up? Just a couple of dustings off." Hank waved his hand dismissively. By this time,
a considerable number of people had gathered on the streets of Kurt.

When they saw Rigg and Agnes in their magician's robes, everyone, young and old, cheered for them
. Clearly, news of Rigg's heroic rescue had spread throughout the city.

Rigg had never received such a hero's welcome before, and for a moment he was at a loss for words. Hank lightly...
"Stability is key. Everyone sees you as their last savior. One call from you, and at least
a thousand more volunteers will be on the city walls..."

Rig looked at the elderly and children who could barely walk, and gave a bitter smile. "Even if there are a thousand more,
it won't make much difference, will it?"

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate!" Hank paused for a moment before slowly replying.

Like the other buildings in the city, Kert's city hall
looked dilapidated from the chaotic bombardment of the barbarians' siege catapults over the past few days. However, the presence of two guards at the main gate surprised
Rig .

Seeing Rigg's confusion, Hank said calmly, "There's someone locked up."

"Someone locked up?" Rigg was taken aback and asked curiously, "Who's locked up?"

"A war supervisor sent by Sandonia, an idiot who knows nothing." Hank said calmly,
"He came and wanted to take over my military command and send my soldiers out to fight the barbarians... So I slapped
him, tied him up, and threw him in the town hall's toilet..."

"Uncle Hank, you've got guts! You dare to treat a war supervisor sent by the Grand Duke like this?" Rigg's jaw
dropped in astonishment.

"What's the big deal? If the city can't be defended, this guy is dead; if the city is defended, he's
still dead with a knife... The reason I haven't killed him yet is to appease the people of Ket. After all, he was
sent by the Grand Duke, and everyone thinks that as long as the war supervisor is still in the town hall, the Duchy hasn't abandoned us!" Hank said
slowly and calmly.

Rigg stared speechlessly at the stubble-covered middle-aged officer. He thought to himself: Just as Lady Eva said
, Uncle Hank is a scoundrel to the core… Not only did the supervising officer die when the city fell, but
he even tried to stab someone before the city even fell! This is something no ordinary person would do!

More and more people gathered at the city hall entrance, all drawn by Rigg, this new and powerful
magician . Rigg was initially somewhat uneasy, but
when he spotted Bob and a few other thugs standing in the crowd, he immediately became arrogant.

Jumping onto a rock, Rigg put his hands on his hips, pointing his magic wand at the group
of West Street thugs who had once been his mortal enemies: “You, you, and you… all of you, come out!”

Bob and the other thugs stepped forward in astonishment, and the people around them immediately made way for them.

“Hmm, looks quite robust. Looks like the war hasn’t starved you!” Rigg
commented, .

The thugs all wore expressions of shame. Though filthy, they had no wounds or bloodstains;
it was obvious to anyone with eyes that they hadn't been on the city walls.

"Very good, you resolutely carried out my orders!" Rig spouted nonsense. "Now that I
'm back, this infiltration order is over!"

The thugs looked at Rig blankly, their faces utterly dumbfounded.

"What? Don't you understand? Your leader, Rig Ampa, is back, so you
don't need to infiltrate anymore. Gather all the gangs in the city. As squires of a mage, it's
time for you to show your skills and come with me to earn medals!" Rig said with a beaming smile, pulling out a few gold coins and
handing them to the thugs.

"Look closely, this is gold from the Saint Hualong Empire! Its value is on par with top-grade magic crystals!
The Saint Hualong Empire's expeditionary force is about to arrive in our Kete City. Your duty is to maintain city
security and sanitation. Of course, if you're in the mood, you can also go up to the city to watch the battle..."

Rigg, who had been all smiles, suddenly turned stern: "Tell all the gangsters that your boss is back.
Anyone still holed up in their houses like rats, I'll wipe out their entire family... Within half an hour, everyone to..."
Looking , he noticed the fear and unease on the faces of the Kete residents. Rigg could only point
ahead: "Everyone, assemble at the city defense camp! Those who don't come are disrespecting me and your boss
. Do you know what to do?"

"Yes, wipe out their whole family!" Bob, holding the gleaming gold coins, grinned so wide his eyes were practically slits.
Hearing Rigg's question, he immediately replied with unwavering confidence.

"Very good, go!" Rig waved his hand, and the few hooligans scattered like wild dogs released from their cages
.

Hank stood there for a while before whispering, "Rig, are you going to turn my military camp into a hooligan concentration camp?
...Besides, can we really rely on these guys to defend the city?"

"Who said we'd rely on these guys to defend the city?" Rig looked at Uncle Hank with a puzzled expression. "I'm just
fulfilling my lifelong dream—to become the big hooligan boss of Kurt. I've been dreaming about this for
over ten years!"

"Clang!" The already dull blade in Hank's hand finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chapter Four: Magical Idol

"Uncle Hank, I didn't expect that Kurt still has so many magic crystals!"

Although he already knew from Lady Bead that Kurt City Hall had magic crystals, Rig
still couldn't help but sigh when he walked into the hidden warehouse and saw the rows of magic crystals on the shelves.

However, it was a pity that the quality of these magic crystals was not very high. That's true. Small countries usually
store magic crystals as hard currency. It would be too much trouble to exchange them for small items
... Besides, high-grade magic crystals would attract a lot of unwanted attention.

Hank, though the sheriff of Kurt, was entering a magic crystal warehouse for the first time and was
momentarily stunned by the shelves. However, he wasn't a magician and didn't know how to estimate the value of magic crystals. He simply looked at the
brightly colored stones and asked Rig, "How many days can you use all these stones?"

Rig smiled wryly, "Like that wall-breaking spell, at most twice!"

"Oh, that's impressive." Hank remembered that spell vividly and, instead of complaining about only being able to use it twice,
was actually quite surprised.

"All the magic crystals in this warehouse will be used up," Rig said with some heartache. This is all money!

Hank, on the other hand, was quite nonchalant, saying indifferently, "If the city falls, everything will be gone. What's the point of these broken stones
then ... Rig, are you going to keep these magic crystals here or take them out to use?"

"Just use it here." The little rogue, though reluctant, knew this wasn't the time to be greedy. Tens of thousands of barbarians were still gathered
outside the city . Without magical energy as a backup, both he and Lady Eva
were in grave danger. Especially now that Isalovi… uh, Agnes was here.

Thinking of Agnes, Rig involuntarily glanced to the side.

This stunningly beautiful school beauty from the Platinum Capital Magic Academy was hiding behind Lady Eva's plump body again,
like a silent shadow, making it difficult even to hold her hand. Rig was truly furious.

But having played the savior in front of Lady Eva and Uncle Hank, Rig couldn't openly act like a rogue in front of the two
elders , so he had to reluctantly give up.

"How are you planning to use them?" Hank asked, somewhat confused. "Are you going to pile them up first
? That's how it's always done in magic shows. But the only able-bodied labor force in the city is probably
that group of thugs you just gathered..."

"Save it! If I call those guys over, half of these magic crystals will definitely be taken. I'd rather do it myself
,"

Rig quickly said. As a native of Kert, he knew the nature of the city's thugs all too well
.

Hank thought about it and agreed. The thugs had made petty theft an instinctive habit;
it was practically impossible for them to take these beautiful magic crystals without pocketing them. If they were to help move them, they might end up with
more than half missing.

"So you need them right away?" Hank knew this wasn't the time to delay; the barbarian army might
attack the city again at any moment. Kert's defenses were practically nonexistent.

“Of course… Uncle Hank, you can leave first. I need to draw one.”

Although there were many magic crystals, their quality varied greatly. Rig couldn't absorb them directly, so he had to
take out the magic conversion array that Master Bead had taught him. But drawing a magic conversion array was extremely laborious, and
Rig didn't want anyone disturbing him.

“Oh,” Hank immediately agreed and gestured to Eva. Eva's eyes darted around,
then said to her son, “Rig, Lina is a magician too. It shouldn't be a problem for her to stay here and help you, right?”

Agnes's face immediately flushed red, and her gaze towards Rig was full of threat. Clearly, the beautiful
school beauty of Platinum Capital Magic Academy definitely didn't want to be a lamb to the slaughter!

The little rogue was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he nodded solemnly, saying with utmost seriousness, "Of
course! Lina is a top student at our magic academy! And she's the Star Queen of the Year! I desperately need her
help!"

Hearing this shameless scoundrel brazenly use her nickname along with Eva's
and then shamelessly claim he desperately needed her assistance, Agris couldn't help but panic.

This guy dared to harass her in broad daylight in Platinum City; if she were
alone with him in the heavily guarded underground warehouse, what kind of things might he do? Agris
couldn't even imagine.

Although she had expressed her feelings to Eva when she arrived in Kurt,
she flustered and indecisive, unable to come up with a decent excuse to reject the little rogue. In her fear,
she could only widen her beautiful eyes and glare hatefully at the little rogue, hoping he would change his mind.

Although they hadn't received Agnes's verbal consent, Eva and Hank didn't care about such a small matter.
In their eyes, the young couple, having escaped death after a long separation, were probably about to
exchange countless sweet nothings! The two old folks standing there so cluelessly were just asking for trouble.

Eva tugged at Hank, who was still standing there, and the two of them, chatting and laughing, walked out,
kindly closing the warehouse door behind them.

Hearing the heavy slam of the door shut, Agnes felt her legs almost give way. She leaned weakly against a row of magic
crystal wooden shelves, biting her lip, her bright eyes fixed on the little hooligan. After a long while, she blushed and said, "You... you're not allowed to
do anything reckless..."

Rig didn't do anything as Agris had imagined. He simply looked at her quietly,
then said softly and very solemnly, "Thank you, Isalovi."

"Thank me for what?" Agris wrinkled her cute little nose, emphasizing as always, "I
'm Agris, not Isalovi!"

Rig smiled at her, his eyes revealing utmost seriousness: "Before, you played the role of
Isalovi . But now you are the real Isalovi... Without you, Kert City would have fallen long ago. I would never
have seen Lady Eva and Uncle Hank again... Thank you. Really, thank you so much."

In the defense of Kert City, Agris, as a symbolic star, recruited thousands to join the volunteer army,
and her morale remained even when the city fell.

Keep in mind, the attacking force was tens of thousands of barbarian troops. In the legends of the Scorpion Tail region,
the barbarians on these deserted islands are cannibalistic savages!

Without Agriss, the city of Kete wouldn't have held out for so long under the barbarian attack. Even if Hank were
several times more powerful, it wouldn't have mattered, as his forces were pitifully small.

Agriss, somewhat flustered, avoided Rigg's gaze, lowered her head, and whispered, "I just... did what
I should do..."

"You're from Saint Hualong, what is there to do in the Duchy of Plato?" Rigg
asked, looking at Agriss with a half-smile.

Agriss's pretty face immediately flushed red again, her beautiful eyes darting left and right before she muttered, "None of
your business!"

"Oh dear, the Star Queen has learned to swear!" Rigg exclaimed in surprise.

Agriss couldn't help but chuckle. Back in the Saint Hualong Empire, Agriss had to consider
her identity as a mage and the Star Queen, always maintaining the demeanor of a perfect lady.

But during the three days that Kert defended the city, in the face of life and death, those soldiers and volunteers
were constantly cursing and swearing as they fought.
It was perfectly normal for Agnes to blurt out a curse after hearing and witnessing all this.

"What kind of magic circle are you drawing?" Agnes asked Rig with a smile, the invisible
barrier gradually disappearing after that curse.

Agriss didn't even know when she had fallen for this scoundrel's shameless advances. It was almost
as soon as they met in Platinum City that he started relentlessly pursuing her, even declaring his ownership of her in front of everyone at the Platinum Magic
Academy .

As Riggs miraculously rose to prominence at the academy, Agriss was shocked
to discover that she was branded with his mark, and everyone seemed to think they were
a match made in heaven.

The Star Queen's aura brought Agriss unparalleled glory, but also placed her at a height that the world looked up to. While
her classmates envied her, they also quietly distanced themselves from her. The adoration of countless Star Queens made any
boy who admired her feel ashamed and afraid of profaning her.

Only Riggs, this country bumpkin from a remote area who fell for the female lead after watching only half of a magic show
, disregarded the beauty of the school and the Star Queen award, domineeringly declaring her his, and then
it seemed she truly became his.

Before Rigg, a universally acknowledged future high-level mage, even a super-level mage,
Agnes, merely a mid-level art mage, though outwardly appearing aloof and arrogant, had long harbored feelings for him.
Otherwise, why would she have gone to the city of Kert to call Lady Eva "Mom"? However

, despite her secret feelings, Agnes was currently flustered and indecisive. Rigg, this
little rogue, was far from being a charming prince; in the spacious, dark basement, anything
could happen.

Agnes only hoped he was in a hurry to draw the magic circle and would forget her existence. But Agnes clearly
knew this was wishful thinking, which is why she unnecessarily asked a question.

Sure enough, the little rascal had no intention of drawing any complicated magic circles right away. Instead, he naturally
reached out to Agnes and brazenly called out, "Lina, come give me a hug!"

Agnes's beautiful face immediately flushed with a shy blush. She involuntarily took a step back and spat
, "Don't call me Lina!"

Rig glared at Agnes and asked matter-of-factly, "Why can my mom call me that, but I can't?"

Agnes glared back at him and snorted, "I just can't, so what?"

"I don't care, I just want a hug." Rig chuckled, "It's not like I haven't hugged before...
"

At this moment, Cert City was still in imminent danger, so the little rascal didn't have any strange thoughts. He was just habitually acting like a rascal whenever
he saw Agnes.

Agnes took another small step back, looked at the hooligan, pouted, and said reluctantly, "You're
covered in dust..."

Then her beautiful eyes darted around, and she suddenly pointed to a huge humanoid object by the wall and asked, "Ampa,
what's that?"

Rig glanced at it: "Oh, that's the Grand Duke's bronze statue, built to celebrate the Duchy's National Day."

"A bronze statue... completely hollow?" Agnes looked at the tall bronze statue with some surprise, unable to
imagine that such a large thing was hollow.

At this moment, Rig also looked at this behemoth more than three meters tall, a strange expression on his face. Since
obtaining the core box, the Bead Master, who had been busy replenishing energy and hadn't paid much attention to the hooligan, suddenly
had a complex magic circle diagram appear in his mind. This magic circle was called "Activation".

"Simply put, it's a puppet spell. As long as this bronze shell has magic crystals for support, it can
keep ." To accommodate Rig, who was completely illiterate in magic, Lord Salle deliberately made the profound magic sound vulgar
: "The demon race was sparsely populated back then, and most of them were combat troops, so they used a lot of these puppets...
Of course, the demon race's puppets are much more exquisite than your Grand Duke's bronze statue."

"What are you going to do with this magic circle?" the little rogue thought: I haven't even
had time , what's Lord Bead up to now?

"If you want to protect Kert, you need to rely on this magic circle, and I don't want to waste my precious primordial energy."

Lord Bead replied helplessly. It was probably because he had spent his precious primordial energy to transform Rig, this
half-baked and incompetent magician, that Lord Demon Core felt he had suffered a great loss, and thus had been holding a grudge ever since.

Rigg hesitated for a moment before asking, "Saler, you mean this magic circle can make the Grand Duke's bronze statue
move ?"

"Of course! How can it be a magic puppet if it doesn't move?" Lord Bead said disdainfully,
clearly looking down on the little rascal's intelligence.

"You mean you'd stuff the Grand Duke's bronze statue's belly with magic crystals and then have it fight me?"
The three-meter-tall bronze giant's henchman made Rigg excited just thinking about it.

"Yes, after I got the core box, my energy absorption speed increased significantly; I
can even absorb specific emotional waves from living beings. With this magic puppet, we can go to the battlefield together, and I can absorb energy much faster,"
Lord replied.

Rigg hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked, "Um... Lord Saler, may I ask what an emotional
wave is?"

The Bead also paused for a moment, then explained knowledgeably, "It's
a special kind of mental wave emitted when a human dies in a state of extreme excitement or terror!"

Seeing the beholder's blank expression, the Bead bluntly stated, "In
your terms, it's a soul!"

The little rascal was immediately startled: "You can absorb human souls?"

"That's called a mental wave, or emotional emission... I can't explain it to someone as illiterate as you. Anyway,
just know that having the Core Box will be very helpful to me on the battlefield. Hurry up and go to the battlefield, don't delay!"

Rigg grumbled, "But the battlefield... is very dangerous!"

The Bead, knowing the little rascal was trying to extort money again, said irritably, "With me with you,
what danger do you face? Besides, this thing is so big; when barbarian arrows come, it's a natural shield, more effective than
a city wall ."

"Lord Saler, it's empty, how can it be more effective than a city wall?" Rig interjected,
smugly pleased with himself for discovering Lord Bead's rare mistake.

"You think the demons' magic circle is fake? With magical enhancement, even an empty shell is as solid as gold."
" Damn it!" Lord Bead snorted coldly.

"So sturdy?" The little rogue didn't doubt Lord Bead's words at all, but instead said thoughtfully
, "Then wouldn't it be more reliable to hide inside its belly?"

Thinking of this, the little rogue became excited: "Anyway, its surface is hollow, it's more than enough to hide a person, right
?"

Saler was stunned for a moment: "Hide inside its belly?"

"If we can hide inside its belly, and it can still walk, wouldn't this magic puppet be able to help us fight?"
Rig was daydreaming with endless longing.

"Impossible, magic circles can only make magic puppets move along fixed, rigid routes. If
magic puppets could replace humans in battle, the demons would have been invincible long ago, and Atlantis would not be ruled by humans now!" Lord
Bead poured cold water on this without any politeness.

"Move along fixed routes?" Rig was stunned for a moment, then suddenly had a brilliant idea: "What if a person crawls inside the magic puppet and
controls it at any time?" "

This..." Lord Saler hesitated for a moment before answering, "The demons haven't tried it."

"Why not?" Rig asked curiously. He didn't consider himself a genius; this idea must
have been conceived long ago.

"The sturdiness I mentioned only refers to the attack level of the barbarians outside. During the war between gods and demons, even the sturdiest
puppet couldn't withstand a single blow from a demon. What demon would be so bored as to crawl inside a puppet's belly?
Besides, demons have wings; they're a superior race that loves to fly... Only humans would be so weak, even
wanting to crawl inside a puppet's belly!" Lord Saler's tone was filled with the superiority complex of a superior race's creation.

"Whether we humans are weak or not doesn't matter, as long as we can crawl inside the puppets and control them
in battle!" Rig had no interest in upholding humanity's collective honor, but rather said enthusiastically,
"Those barbarians outside definitely can't defeat these puppets, right? What do you say, Saler?"

"There's no need to fight, is there?" "If this thing stands out, it'll probably scare those savages away." The Bead's tone was
strange; it clearly thought that if the barbarians were scared away, it wouldn't be able to absorb any emotional energy.

Seeing Rig staring silently at the Grand Duke's bronze statue, Agnes was quite
surprised , but afraid of disturbing the little rascal's magical inspiration, she could only endure it with great difficulty, barely daring to breathe.

Suddenly, Rig turned around, grabbed Agnes tightly, and kissed her heavily on the cheek
: "Lina, you're so clever! You've helped me a lot, haha!"

Agnes struggled frantically, crying out, "Let me go, you... let me go..."

"I can let go, but you have to kiss me first," Rig
said .

Agnes's face turned completely red: "You already kissed me..."

"That doesn't count, it has to be a full kiss!" Rig said seriously.

"Get lost!" "Agris unleashed a spell.

*** *** *** ***

Half an hour later, a gleaming bronze statue of the founding duke of the Plato Duchy stood in the City Hall Square.
No one knew why Hank had ordered this heavy statue to be dragged out, but when they heard that the great
mage could use magical magic to bring this behemoth to life, the entire city erupted in excitement.

Word spread, and people flocked to the City Hall Square, quickly filling
it to overflowing capacity, the excitement far surpassing even the Duchy's celebrations!

Lady Eva's booming voice could be heard from afar: "Bringing it to life is easy, of course! Do you know what my Rig
does? He's a genius student and a high-level mage at the Platinum Royal Magic Academy of the Saint Hualong Empire! Bringing
a statue to life is a piece of cake! Of course, it can go out and fight the barbarians, otherwise, why would my son use magic to bring them
to …

Laila, don't cry!" Your husband died in battle, but it was all the barbarians' doing. Our Rig
even evaded the Saint Hualong expeditionary force and rushed back alone... Yes, if he had returned a day earlier...
But according to you, if he had returned half a month earlier, wouldn't the barbarians have never landed? Rig

stood to one side, watching his mother boast eloquently while simultaneously conducting political and ideological work.
Though he looked somewhat amused, he was inwardly relieved.

While Kert had suffered heavy losses, thankfully he had returned in time, and Lady Eva, Agnes, and
Uncle were all safe and sound. Rig had already thanked the gods countless times for this.

Seeing the growing crowd in the town hall square, Rig coughed lightly, raised his wand, and addressed the crowd
:

"Listen carefully, everyone. I need a group of people to organize a resistance legion—not a militia, but a regular
expeditionary force of the Holy Valon Empire. They will pay you salaries and provide logistical support..."

The people in the town hall square stared blankly at Rig, clearly not understanding
what the great mage was talking about.

Rig could only sigh and rephrase: "Listen up, everyone, the barbarians are right below
our city walls. If they attack, none of us will survive." "The army of Saint Hualong is still two days away from us,
so we 86 men must fight to the death for two more days... Kert's army has been decimated, and the Volunteer Army has few
men left. That's why I'm recruiting soldiers here to assist in defending the city... I can't guarantee we can hold off the barbarians
for two days, but I can guarantee I'll fight and die with you!"

Hearing Rig's words, the entire square erupted in commotion. Even the elderly, some in their seventies and eighties, exclaimed excitedly, "To
die alongside a great mage is worth it! And that Legion, count me in too..."

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