Reincarnation Band Magician

"The curse is gone."

Xiangzi felt the magic, but there was no feedback of "purifying something", which meant that the bleeding substance had disappeared.

She glanced out the window.

"It's already dark. I didn't expect the treatment to take so long."

"It's over there."

Fulilian hugged her wand and nodded with satisfaction. She felt a magic signal disappear.

"Everyone's working so fast," the monk said, trying to hold back the sweat that streamed down her face, too busy to wipe it off. "Next, all we have to do is clean the wound and use the healing spell."

The long work is finally coming to an end.

……

"The curse is gone."

The priest who was taking care of the patients in the suburbs and was about to die suddenly felt the same.

"Then, bandage..."

He became exhausted and passed out.

Several villagers who were less seriously injured looked at each other, worked together, and helped the priest to the bed.

……

"The curse is gone?"

When the captain of the city guard received the news, he looked around at everyone who was still in a meeting and "deliberating on the long-term plan", and was confused.

……

"The curse is gone."

Qing felt that the wound on his cheek had stopped bleeding and pulled out the crystal sword.

The tall lizard demon in front of him began to turn into ashes from the hole in his chest.

"You, human, why... so fast?"

She reached out to grab something, but her claws lost their form before they touched Qing.

General, "Bloody" Daphneel, the subjugation is complete.

Because the other person was so ugly, Qing didn't intend to take some materials as a souvenir, so he just made a card as a token of his appreciation.

She provides three thousand points and a bleeding magic.

Perhaps Qing had seen an ancestor similar to her in Solitiel's monster encyclopedia before, and with some modern knowledge of toxins, he was able to imagine the scene of endless bleeding.

This magic is a slightly outdated version. During the battle, the opponent mentioned that some churches in the south have produced medicines.

With a countermeasure, you are no longer a noble curser.

But the demons seemed to have not overcome it yet. Apart from Solitiel, Qing had never seen anyone researching potions.

Given their characteristics, they can only use magic to deal with this kind of bleeding, which can increase the opponent's consumption and may be useful in a protracted war.

Qing is quite satisfied.

Teacher Ma, who was in charge of recording and analysis, came over.

"I'm really surprised. She shouldn't have died so quickly. Qing, the first blow is crucial."

"Yeah, I felt that too." Qing swung the crystal sword in place, recalling the feeling, "She seemed to have determined that I would be slow."

"Based on my experience, most humans are slow, but those few, all demons will remember, because they are warriors who can dominate the battlefield."

Mahat explained seriously.

The demons have understood the human mindset in battle and capture and attack according to the routine. Even if they don't achieve any success, they won't make any mistakes.

Even humans who are superior to them in numbers and skills will gradually lose their advantage after the initial disadvantage.

"Humans and demons are fundamentally different in structure. In close combat, the most obvious difference is reaction. With the same amount of training time, demons can react so quickly that they can instantly analyze their opponent's intentions, forging flaws or exploiting flaws in human attacks.

"It may seem like you're taking the initiative, but in reality, you've lost it. Experienced demon warriors, myself included, are accustomed to this style of fighting... But, Qing, you were different just now."

The demon is a cheater in the rock-paper-scissors game who observes his opponent's moves and then quickly changes them. Qing, who is also the same cheater, catches the demon's movements before changing his moves and captures him on the spot to be declared the winner.

"It's just like a demon... You caught the flaw that Daphneel was waiting for. It can be said that Qing is completely different, a destroyer of the demon's inertial thinking."

With the first sword strike, Qing directly opened a hole in her stomach. Otherwise, with the lizard demons' quick reaction, breath detection and brute force, they would not have been beaten like this. Only a few minor wounds were caused in the battle.

When Mahat said this, Qing recalled the battle with Livale a long time ago.

I now understand why he had the opportunity to launch a counterattack at that time. It was not just because the other party was not serious.

Moreover, Livale has already integrated the way of fighting with others into his instincts and applied the most appropriate skills.

What a pity. If I had been stronger at that time and had only been left with some injuries, I would have had more material to brag about in the future.

"Livale lost to me" or something like that.

Qing didn't expect this counter-tactic to be effective too many times. "It seems that it can only be used once."

"Well, generally speaking, there's only one chance."

Mahat looked at the place where Daphneel turned to ashes.

If it was him standing there, the wound would not be much less serious.

But this is meaningless, because he is not a warrior and will not start fighting at this distance. It is enough to remind himself.

"Perhaps, Qing can consider various methods, such as replacing better weapons, and combining them with poison and magic to increase the power of the first attack."

"Isn't that an assassin?"

"Then Qing is more suitable for assassins."

Anyway, this is not the way a warrior fights. Mahat did not see the sweat of hard training, the crystallization of skills from countless weapon collisions, and only simply took advantage of the flaws to inflict damage and finish off the opponent.

And that's not all. When the enemy is short of information, Qing has a crystallization control that is almost guaranteed to hit, and can also use the crystal sword as a magic wand, a magic attack at the critical moment...

Does this sound like a word?

"I call this a flexible and adaptable fighting method."

Qing denied the assassin's statement, but decided to follow the advice and turned around to activate the bleeding magic.

Let's study other toxins. The demons are very resistant to poisons, but it is all based on the metabolism of magic power. In battle, magic power is life, and reducing mana is equivalent to reducing blood power.

Flexible adaptability is also an essential quality for a warrior, and everything is glorious for victory.

"Anyway, it was resolved pretty quickly. Should I say this demon is also impatient?"

Did killing people bring her such pleasure? She saw it was a trap and wasn't ready to leave.

Maybe it's because I'm too confident.

Neither Qing nor Mahat could understand.

After all, they are the demon race, and the differences between different demon races are as huge as their appearance.

"Go back. Daphneel has influenced this city for a long time. According to northern customs, the residents will hold a sumptuous banquet to celebrate... Mahat, are you ready for the cheers?"

"This honor should have nothing to do with me," Mahat said, stroking his chest. "Only the Qing fought."

"That's not the case, Mahat. If you hadn't stood back, I would have adopted a more conservative tactic. I might not have chosen to attack today, and I wouldn't have been able to stop the opponent in the fight. It would have been very troublesome later..."

Qingjie put away the crystal sword and straightened his clothes.

"At least that's the case for humans. Although I have a lot of opinions about you, I can't take all the credit for myself. The thought of it makes me sick."

"Even though I don't understand, I will do it."

“It may seem like you won’t have any feelings about it, but it’s a good thing to experience more and remember more.

“Many people don’t know when they start to remember things. Similarly, you may not know when you start to understand a little bit.”

"Even if it's a promise with us (the demons), are you going to be so dedicated to fulfilling it? Qing, you..."

"It's not that I want to do it, but I would be embarrassed not to do it."

Golden Journey: 179, Flowers and Cheers

The people from the Norm Chamber of Commerce had been notified in advance, and they were actually responsible for the security work.

Especially for archers, it is very harmful to their eyes to keep looking at the sky at night.

"Solve it?"

"so fast……"

"After all, it's just a demon clan, not an army."

"That being said, do you want to give it a try?"

"Hahahaha...I'm not going."

Considering the varying quality and efficiency of the soldiers, the people from the Norm Chamber of Commerce did not notify them.

This also gives the other party a way out. After all, "the situation was urgent and there was no notification", and the other party did not arrive after the notification. Daphneel was eliminated, but he was still holding a meeting.

It's obvious which one is unpleasant.

The Norm Chamber of Commerce is committed to revitalizing trade in the northern plateau. This newly built small town with few aristocratic forces is their excellent partner.

The truth is: as the demons' active area expands, they also need to move to a new base. Everything here looks good.

"Anyway, thank Gulan—no, thank Qing and Yide. Everyone, understand?"

"Of course!"

The warriors I had seen before were sorting their weapons and the atmosphere was lively.

It’s a pity that we didn’t have a drink together last time we met.

This time, even Miss Lulia can't stop them!

……

Although the local guards were confused, it did not stop them from celebrating.

In any case, Bloody Daphneel is dead, and the material she created with magic power collapsed in the absence of magic support, and the bleeding effect also ended.

Not as stable as Qing and Mahat's magic.

Thinking of the demon disguised as a woman, in order to avoid the same thing from happening again, the Qinghe Knights took some time to check the surroundings and confirm that no other demons had infiltrated.

Daphneel is dead, and it would be too embarrassing if some minor characters caused more accidental casualties.

We rested in the suburbs that night, and today, we were brought back by the residents in a carriage along with the priest.

As Qing expected, the welcome was grand.

The carriages clattered along the road.

"hero!"

"Cheers to your courage!"

"thank you!"

Under the not-so-clear sky, all kinds of flowers fluttered in the air. Without the sun, everyone used their enthusiasm to make the air hot.

Whether it was the carefully cultivated flowers or the small yellow flowers blooming on the roadside, Qing held them all in her hands and wore them on her chest and forehead.

The north has been constantly invaded by monsters and demons since ancient times. Heroes who resist the monsters will be treated with the highest level of courtesy. Even after death, they will leave a deep mark through the engraving of monuments and the erection of statues.

During the unified empire period, the imperial capital was in the north, so this trend gradually spread and affected the entire continent, but the central and southern regions were slightly more restrained than the north.

This extremely luxurious courtesy is the soil for the birth of heroism and has inspired countless young people to embark on the path of protecting others.

At least here, it is reasonable and necessary to exist.

Qing, who had been exposed to cheers, applause and flowers in the south, still felt restrained when faced with such a scene.

The bold ladies threw flowers at him vigorously.

"That brown-haired guy, I love you!"

"My home is nearby!"