Reincarnation Band Magician

I've never seen serum developed on the spot after a venomous snake bite.

"How many wounded are there in the city now?"

"At last count, there were over 70. She attacked a caravan and covered the carriages with that substance. The people from the guild abandoned the carriages, but they were brought in by people from the city... and then it spread. The wounds weren't deep, but there was no way to stop the bleeding.

"Because the presence of that substance will cause continuous bleeding, ordinary purification magic can only remove part of it, and repeated use consumes too much energy... The monks haven't rested for a long time."

Cheng Wei recovered today because he was not touched much. In the current situation, it is a relatively correct decision to prioritize combat effectiveness.

"You look very strong, please! The caravan's guards have decided to take action, and we've organized some people here. If there's a will, more people means more strength."

The city guard pointed in a direction.

The four people originally had different moods. The three normal people were a little worried, but Mahat didn't care and just thought it was more interesting.

"The situation is surprisingly clear... or is it so serious that everyone knows it?"

Qing didn't start thinking.

"Anyway, Xiang, have you learned purification magic?"

"Yeah, no problem, give me the clothes."

Xiangzi, wearing a nun's uniform - the serious one, and Fulilian decided to go to the church for treatment.

The city guard said that the city was also gathering forces to eliminate Daphneel, the source of the bloody substance. If they were attacked because of the void, they would be doomed.

Fulilian stayed, her fighting power was enough to take charge.

Qing and Mahat went to the location of the Chamber of Commerce's armed forces as mentioned by the city guard to get some information.

The demon generals should not be underestimated, and Qing would not be so arrogant as to think that he could handle it.

Moreover, the fluctuation is too big. You know, Livale is also a general, and generals cannot be generalized.

Although this method of spreading poison doesn't seem to be very effective in frontal combat, what if the opponent is also super strong and thinks he can end the battle with just one move?

Solitaire, Aura, Mahat...

There are too many precedents.

Decisive action must be based on careful choices.

Fulilian nodded in satisfaction at Qing's judgment, "Good, go ahead and do it. I'm here, nothing will happen."

She had never heard of the name of the "blood stain", so he was probably a small-time scoundrel.

There are no great demons that suddenly appear, they just wait for time to come.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Daphneel is a person who is cautious to the point of being sick, just like Solitaire.

But her current behavior seems very amateurish.

In short, gather intelligence.

……

Xiangzi came to the church with the holy seal given to Qing by the priest on her arm, which allowed her to travel smoothly.

It is said that it is a certificate given by the Holy City Center to outstanding local priests. The holder must be a devout and outstanding monk, and the church has the means to identify them.

The priest specially wrote a letter and sent it to the headquarters, and then went to the local area to explain that the holy seal was temporarily handed over to Qinghe Xiangzi, and when they arrived in the holy city, they would be replaced with other appropriate documents.

Now it would be nice to be able to prove your identity.

Before he got close, Xiangzi smelled a strong smell of blood.

There were large patches of blood on the ground. When you stepped on it, it was surprisingly wet, bright red, and there was no sign of coagulation at all.

It's the substance that causes bleeding.

Xiangzi thought of some scattered medical news and felt that this thing would have considerable medical value in another world.

There was no one guarding it, and even the trainee monks were running around, passing and washing various things, using the magic they had learned to cleanse them.

Everywhere was filled with the smell of blood, the groans of the wounded, the curses, and the voices of encouragement...

When Xiangzi came in, a lady in a black monk's robe was sitting on the ground with her back to her, treating a critically ill patient with a wound on his stomach.

Her legs seemed to be inconvenient for squatting, I wonder if she was injured.

The green light of the healing magic released is no longer stable.

The consumption is too great.

Noticing the movement behind, the lady gently but firmly conveyed the precautions:

"Please try to bandage the wound with clean cloth and bandages to slow down the bleeding. Relax, we will save you. Don't get excited, as that will make the bleeding faster."

Her voice also sounded familiar, but Xiangzi didn't care about it now, his attention was on the injured person.

"I can purify magic, please let me help."

After saying this, Xiangzi no longer suppressed his breath. Although he was inconspicuous in the team, he had already released a huge amount of magic power that ordinary people would have to cultivate for forty or fifty years to achieve. This instantaneous wind even lifted the nun's headscarf.

The monk was first surprised by the magic power, then felt that the voice was somewhat familiar and turned around.

"Ms. Lulia?"

……

"Brother Gulan!"

I also met some acquaintances here.

"There's this magician who always has grass in his mouth to look cool in front of the monk lady he loves, and he almost got it stained with horse manure when pulling it out. He's so weak that he has a hard time climbing onto the roof of a car, and there's also this swordsman uncle from the Norm Chamber of Commerce!"

"Don't go into so much detail!"

"I'm sorry, I was so shocked that I spoke my mind."

Qing scratched his hair.

The two men in front of him now looked a little haggard. Combined with the news on the road, it seemed that the people from the Chamber of Commerce were responsible for the night watch these days. The soldiers in this small town lacked quality, and only a few had received professional training. It was impossible to expect them to resist the demon general.

Mahat was surprised by their address, but he did not speak and was very attentive.

"Are Ms. Lulia and Ms. Machiraffa here too? It's not a good time to come here..."

Qing had to introduce himself again to avoid confusion in addressing.

When the other party was curious about why he used a pseudonym, he said that before he reached a certain level, he would feel ashamed to use his family name.

It is deceptive.

You can't say that you were followed by a big demon at that time. Right, just like the one next to you now, if you say the wrong thing, you will all die, right?

The other party also believed it.

"Oh, so Lulia—Ms. Xiangzi is here too, and her sister..."

"Left us."

"Ah, I... accept my condolences."

The magician wanted to slap himself in the face and wanted to say something, but there was really no way to avoid the topic. He felt extremely uncomfortable and could only sigh and say, "I'm sorry."

Qing looked sad on the surface, but calm inside.

[Who knows if he really left.]

Maybe she was hanging behind him and watching him. If she really left or died, Qing said he would hold a grand funeral for Solitaire to express his "sorrow".

"Please don't mind it. It's been a long time. I hope she rests peacefully in the arms of the goddess."

It would be great if we could send her to see the goddess.

"This is Ide, a new friend on our journey. We plan to do what we can in the north, like we are doing now. Do you have any specific information about that demon general?"

"Wow, you're worthy of being called Gulan—I'm used to calling you that. You're worthy of being called little brother. Let's discuss this. It just so happens that someone in the suburbs said they saw traces of Daphneel..."

When they met Mahat for the first time, they came over and put their arms around his shoulders as familiarly as last time.

Walking towards the station, they talked about their lives over the past few years and the traces of blood.

Demon general?

She will never come back!

Golden Journey: 176, Defeatism

"That's a 'sick' demon who seems to be enjoying this kind of action."

The swordsman uncle took a sip of water and shared his information and judgment.

“Before this, Daphneel had been roaming around for several months and had attacked a number of people.

"The wounds she inflicted would bleed continuously and were difficult to heal. Many of the injured, because their wounds were not serious, died from blood loss after being bandaged. After that, everyone fell into panic."

The magician added with disgust, "She ambushed us on the way here. That bastard... was sent to the church with a single blow of her gun. She's much stronger than us and fully capable of destroying this place, but she didn't. I can't think of any other reason than wanting to see people suffer."

He made a sound of "Pooh".

"Not even as good as Aura, at least the guillotine... Ugh! The great demons are all beasts among beasts!"

Qing tried hard not to look at Mahat.

Mahat didn't care. He didn't think he was "the same kind" as those shameful guys.

"Speaking of Guillotine Aura..."

The swordsman vaguely remembered something. "I remember the person who fought off Aura and cut off her right hand. His name was also pronounced... Qing?"

"Well, it's me."

"You really did it! A few years ago, I thought you would become a great hero, and now it's just as I expected. The Scales of Obedience are now placed in the city hall of Gulanat Territory as a memorial. It's really an honor. Now I can brag about having had a drink with you... No, we didn't!"

The swordsman patted his shoulder with emotion, genuinely happy for him, with a hint of teasing blame.

"Ahahaha... there's a chance this time."

"In that case, we can no longer look at things the same way as before. With strong support like you, we can try a more radical strategy. Afterwards, you must explain to us what happened to Aura."

"I heard someone saw her fleeing to the north, and the Undead Army suffered heavy losses." The magician's mood brightened when he mentioned Aura. "Will the demons be afraid too?"

Mahat felt he should say a few words to join the conversation. "Yes, there are, but there aren't many as obvious as hers."

The unintentional contempt in his words made the magician feel very good. He put his arm around his neck and said, "Ide, you are not bad either. Let's drink together later!"

"If it's an invitation, fine."

"——It's just that the way he speaks is weird."

Qing casually added, "Maybe it's because he's from the border area, where some people still retain relatively ancient grammar and vocabulary, such as..."

……

A battle meeting against the demon general, "Bloodstain" Daphneel, was held on the outskirts of the city.

It was hard to say before, but after Qing and Mahat came, the value of the story increased. When it was spread out, others would be more or less surprised and wonder who Daphneel was.

It's a monster.

Most of the people present looked worried due to their limited vision, and the meeting was shrouded in gloom.

"You don't understand General Bloody at all!"

"Daphneel is invincible! There is no hope..."

"That magic...we...all will die!"

The captain of the city guard waved his hand and ordered these people to be dragged out.

"Don't worry about this defeatist strategist. But I think a more cautious strategy is needed to deal with Daphneel. The Norm Chamber of Commerce, and all the adventurers, we should continue to gather intelligence..."

Qing leaned forward and asked the swordsman in a low voice, "Are there many people like this in the north?"

"Cowards are everywhere. His captain's father died in battle a few days ago. He's a trained soldier, after all, a bit better than the others. Besides, it seems many people think it's okay to be conservative in times of danger."

It turned out to be the case.

"How's the Norm Chamber of Commerce doing lately?"

"It's better than before. After surrounding the empire, the demons have actually shrunk their forces. As long as they avoid important places...

"But encountering demons is still commonplace. Casualties have increased. I don't know how long we can hold out. But if we don't take action, people in many places will starve to death."