Chapter 634: 636 Warlocks

Chapter 634: 636 Warlocks

Chapter 634 636. Warlocks

This camp occupies a large area, and the interior decoration is so luxurious that it would be considered top-notch even in the palace of the Northern Kingdom.

A member of the Society of Talents and Skills, Alto Terranova even used illusions to create many handsome men and beautiful women to serve as waiters.

The dim and ambiguous tones and lights make this place not like a military camp about to be fought, but like the famous Cleopatra in Novigrad.

Incidentally, that was the name of a high-class brothel by St. Gregory the Great Bridge.

The sorcerers had to maintain their luxurious living standards even in the military camp, which made the soldiers and officers resentful.

It can also be regarded as one of the reasons why the battle is imminent.

Foltest vaguely felt that if these warlocks and the now tense sergeants were allowed to continue to stimulate each other, they might be in big trouble before they even saw the Nilfgaardians.

Francesca sat in the shadow of the candlelight and did not respond to Tisaya. Instead, she looked at her up and down with strange eyes.

This look made Tissaya feel uncomfortable and squirmed in her seat.

She laughed dryly: "Why are you looking at me like that, old friend?"

Francesca still didnt speak, looking at the other person motionlessly. She just put the wine glass to her mouth and took a sip.

Youre bold now, Margarita.

The Elf Archmage suddenly said.

"How dare you play with your illusions in front of so many powerful wizards? It's a good thing that everyone is dizzy under the pressure of the war, otherwise your secret would be exposed on the first day here."

Tisayas face suddenly stiffened, and then she leaned forward and got close to Francesca, who was sitting not far away.

What did you say?

Francesca took another sip of the Dongzhidong red wine in the wine glass.

I said: The last time we fought side by side was not three hundred years ago, but the Falga Rebellion more than a hundred years ago.

"And there is a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses on the small table in front of us. I placed them in a way that is neither asymmetrical nor beautiful, but you didn't even look at it from beginning to end, let alone arrange it. What else should I say? Going down?"

The Elf Archmage guessed, but then denied himself.

Margarita was also holding a wine glass and touched her cheek with the rim of the glass.

"You are right, so this face and I do not represent Arethusa. 'Tisaya' entered the battlefield as a member of the Society of Talents and Skills."

And her student, Margarita?

"And her students are still sitting in Aretussa in this crazy and chaotic situation, protecting the safety and freedom of every girl who explores magic. This is the benefit of having two great mages in one academy. Isnt it?

"Ah."

Francesca chuckled and clinked glasses with her: "It seems you don't want to say why you came, but it doesn't matter. After this meat grinder-like battle begins, no one will care about these things."

"I'm just a little surprised that there are things in this world other than your students that would make you abandon your stable and luxurious life and go to the battlefield. I remember that you are very content and not very courageous."

Margarita did not refute Francesca's evaluation of her, she just smiled and said: "Although I am still scared, I have to do something."

According to the scribes records, Tissaya joined the Northern Allied Army camp two days ago. This famous archmage gave everyone a boost of morale.

On the same day, the Archmage interviewed King Foltest, seemingly to find information about a certain person.

But in the end, the Archmage just held a piece of information about the recently famous guerrillas and remained silent.

And later, he left his tent in the military camp to indicate his participation in the battle.

The addition of a well-known archmage not only inspired countless mortal soldiers, but also had a good response among the wizards who were already in place.

Triss, Yennefer, [Coral] Rita Nied, etc. graduated from Arethusa and were later visited by warlocks who later served the royal families of various northern kingdoms.

Under the pressure of war getting closer and closer, everyones anxiety and fear can even be seen at a glance.

They are seeking any spiritual solace within reach at the moment.

At this moment, their spirits are not braver than ordinary people because they resonate with the magic of chaos.

Everyone is like a death row prisoner who has already been sentenced and is just waiting for the execution date.

In the morning three days later, the time for execution finally arrived.

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