The First Order

Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142 A junior sorcerer’s road to fame

“Stop looking around,” Ren Xiaosu lowered his voice and said, “especially not at where Qian Weining is!”

Melgor said guiltily, “Were you also the one who built his reputation as the Greatest Sharpshooter?”

Melgor’s shock had gradually turned into helplessness. He was not even sure what kind of person he had brought back to harm the Kingdom of Sorcerers!

Ren Xiaosu said, “Don’t poke your nose into that. I only need you to cast the Lesser Fireball spell while chanting the incantation loudly. I’ll point you in the right direction, so don’t miss!”

Melgor said aggrievedly, “That simple?”

“Yes, it’s that simple!” Ren Xiaosu said, “Think about it; you’re a sorcerer. You’re clearly the strongest person in the trade caravan, so you should be able to outperform a normal person like Qian Weining. Instead, you keep hiding behind the wagon fort.”

Melgor felt even more wronged. “Weren’t you the one who told me to hide behind the wagon fort?!”

When the first and second waves of bandits attacked, Melgor had wanted to get up several times to cast spells and partake in the battle. However, he was forcefully held back by Ren Xiaosu.

Melgor could not be blamed for his inaction. He really was not as strong as Ren Xiaosu.

It was not that Melgor was weak and did not know how to resist. But with Ren Xiaosu’s strength, no one in the entire Kingdom of Sorcerers could stand up if they were held down by him!

“Just tell me, are you willing to cast Lesser Fireball or not?” Ren Xiaosu snapped.

“Yes,” Melgor said seriously. “OK.” Ren Xiaosu pointed to a dark spot in a gap between the carriages and said to Melgor, “See there, that direction? Cast a Lesser Fireball now!”

Melgor became spirited. He held his Eye of True Sight in his hand and chanted, “Fire!”

A second later, a fist-sized fireball suddenly materialized in front of Melgor before drifting slowly into the darkness.

One of the archers in the darkness suddenly sensed the threat. When he saw the fireball, he was shocked. The sorcerer had made his move!

In the eyes of the Kingdom of Sorcerers’ citizens, no matter how many sorcerers they had interacted with or spoken to before, the magi were still mysterious and powerful beings. Therefore, when the fireball appeared, no matter how small or slow it was, the archer subconsciously chose to dodge it.

With the speed of the archer, it would not be a problem for him to dodge a small fireball like that from 50 steps away.

But before the archer could run away, he suddenly felt a huge force behind his collar. By the time the archer could react, he realized he had been forcefully lifted by a shadowy figure.

In order not to attract everyone’s attention in the darkness, Old Xu had undressed fully and even took off its mask.

In the dark of the night, Old Xu’s black body blended into the dim light. No one noticed when it approached them.

Sometimes, even Ren Xiaosu would forget that Old Xu was actually called the shadow clone.

This “shadow clone” was part of the darkness of the night.

Old Xu picked up the archer who was trying to escape and lifted him like how a sparring partner would raise their kicking shield. It was waiting for the fireball to arrive.

The archer was going crazy. He could clearly dodge the fireball, and its speed was clearly much slower than that of an arrow, but he could not dodge at all since he was being restrained. He was being made a live target!

However, the archer could not understand something. ‘You’ve already sneaked up on me and you have ridiculous combat strength, why don’t you just kill me? What’s the point in doing all this?’

There was no time to think about that. The archer immediately tried to shout for his companions behind cover to come and save him. But before he could say anything, Old Xu landed a knifehand strike on his carotid artery and knocked him unconscious.

At this moment, the fireball finally arrived. Ren Xiaosu heaved a sigh of relief and controlled Old Xu to bring the archer’s chest towards the fireball.

But to Ren Xiaosu’s surprise, the Fireball spell was a little too weak. He saw it only caused a slight burn on the archer’s body, and the archer was even still breathing normally.

It couldn’t be helped. Old Xu punched the spot where the fireball landed, causing the archer to vomit blood and die.

Ren Xiaosu looked at Melgor excitedly. Although it was a complicated process, the result was excellent.

He said to Melgor, “Go on, cast a second one!”

Gradually, the frequency at which arrows were fired from the darkness decreased. Some of the archers had realized a powerful enemy was hidden within the darkness.

Some of them called for a retreat in whispers, but they were knocked unconscious by Old Xu one by one. Then it threw them onto the ground and waited for Melgor to continue casting his spell. In order not to let Qian Weining discover anything odd, Old Xu even had to hold up an unconscious archer while throwing arrows manually by hand to suppress Qian Weining.

Qian Weining and his men were still crying. He only realized something was wrong when he could not hear any more screams after he released his arrows. Could it be that his archery was not effective anymore?

That shouldn’t be the case. He was the Greatest Sharpshooter!

Melgor was getting enthusiastic about killing. One fireball after another slowly flew out, and with Old Xu coordinating with him, he kept getting more and more kills.

With Melgor’s eyesight, any distance beyond 50 paces was still a blur. He only knew someone was holding up the archers as they got hit by his fireball spell, but he could not see what that shadowy figure behind them was.

He asked Ren Xiaosu softly, “Are those archers all dead?”

“That’s right.” Ren Xiaosu said firmly, “The battle will be over soon. Without their archers suppressing us over here, it’ll be difficult for the enemy on the east side to attack us. Remember, no matter who asks, you must say that you’re extremely strong in your specialization of Fireball spells, understand?”

Melgor said in a low voice, “But I’ll feel guilty if I lie....”

“Guilty?” Ren Xiaosu said coldly, “Think about what you’re going to Ghent City for this time. Isn’t it for your childhood sweetheart? If you’re not strong enough, what makes you think your childhood sweetheart should follow you?”

“But it’s not like I’m truly strong,” Melgor muttered.

Ren Xiaosu smiled. “It’s alright. Most people in the world only believe what they hear and see with their eyes.”

After another ten minutes, all the archers were dead. However, Melgor was deeply puzzled. Did he abduct a steward? No! It was a monster he had brought back!

When he recalled the arrogant words he had said when capturing Ren Xiaosu, Melgor even became worried for his own safety!

Ren Xiaosu looked at Melgor with a smile. “We’re the only two who know about this, understand?”

Melgor hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at seeds. “Got it, I totally understand!”

Melgor recalled how he had felt it was a pity Ren Xiaosu could not become a sorcerer. But based on how fearsome Ren Xiaosu was showing himself to be now, was there still a need for him to become a sorcerer?