Dragon Who Controls Time

Garen was a little embarrassed, but he could only express his helplessness.

Time passed by quietly.

The sun rose and set again and again, day and night alternating.

In the blink of an eye, another two months had passed. In this period of time, from the most basic knowledge to legendary level spellbooks, garen and ioram had made quite a few exchanges.

Arcane spells and spells were essentially the same, and they were very similar.

Garen himself was already at the level of a legendary spell caster, and with the careful guidance of ioram, it took a total of four months for garen's arcane level to reach the level of a Grand Arcanist, and he could successfully release the mountain splitting spell.

Even legendary arcane spells had been learned, so low-level arcane spells were nothing to garen. In garen's eyes, they were the same as the low-level spells of the eight schools of thought, and he could master them with a few casual glances.

Garen made a copy of Morton's notes and gave it to ioram.

Due to the detailed content of the notes, the knowledgeable Grand Arcanist could already release ninth-circle evocation fireballs through self-study.

During this period of time, garen was immersed in the process of studying arcane magic. He almost forgot that he was here for the secret weapon of the imaska Empire, but this peaceful time was about to come to an end.

I've raided berserk peak, but the problem of the beastmen has not been resolved.

their main force is stationed deep in the dense forest of the vast mountains. From time to time, they would send out beastmen to raid and Rob our land, harassing and retaliating against our land.

"The fortune-tellers I've gathered have already found the orcs 'base."

therefore, I've decided to lead the Army again. I'll lead the Arcanists to destroy them all and carry out an extermination campaign!

I'm here! ioram's eyes were sharp as he said in a deep voice.

In the shadow left behind by garen blocking the sun, this friendly Grand Arcanist revealed his decisive killing side.

Garen now knew about The Grudge between Netheril and the orc tribe. When Netheril was still a few scattered fishing villages, he had already suffered unspeakable hardships because of the orcs 'burning, killing, and pillaging. His hatred for the orcs was deeply rooted. Now that he had enough power, it was reasonable for him to want to exterminate all the orcs around Netheril.

"I think you'll need the help of a legendary true dragon,"

"With our friendship, I can ask for less of your reward."

Garen grinned.

As the saying goes,"with a hammer in hand, everything you see is a nail."

Garen had just learned the legendary arcane spell, so he naturally wanted to test its power.

However, the Dragon would never do anything for free, no matter how good their relationship was.

Éolme looked at the massive Silver Dragon and shook his head. the spellcasters among the orcs haven't cracked the spatial teleportation spell yet. As long as we find the orcs 'location, the Arcanists can annihilate them.

In the current Faerun, a spell like dimensional anchor had not yet been invented.

In the war against the orcs, the Arcanists who knew teleportation spell had the absolute initiative.

"The Beastman Army isn't weak."

I'm determined to annihilate them all. No matter if they try to escape or resist, I won't let them go.

"According to my calculations, this battle of extinction will take at least a year."

After a pause, a look of regret appeared on iolham's face as he said to garen, " I've had a pleasant and pure time communicating with you, but I'm afraid I don't have any free time before the war with the orcs is over.

Under the gaze of the Grand Arcanist, the silver Dragon spread its dragon wings that covered the sky.

The edges of the Dragon wings covered the dense canopy, making a rustling sound.

Garen flapped his dragon wings a few times, and said in the strong wind that followed, " "It just so happens that I'm also planning to leave."

"The imaska Empire of the East?"

what's wrong? " asked eolim.

Garen nodded and squinted his eyes slightly, his Platinum Dragon eyes shining.

you seem to have come to Faerun for the sake of this powerful empire in the East.

Ioram recalled that garen had asked him about the situation of the imaska Empire at the very beginning, and responded quickly.

There was nothing to hide.

that's true, " garen said honestly. you guessed right.

after I'm done with the war with the orcs, I might go to the imaska Empire and see the scenery of this powerful empire. Eolmy said after thinking for a moment.

After saying a few simple words of farewell, the man and dragon left behind an item that could be used to contact each other.

The Grand Arcanist left.

The silver Dragon also took to the sky, flying in the direction of the rising sun under the whistling of the wind.