The internal situation of the Crow people.
When Lin Suo was in the Dark Palace of the Deep Sleep Realm, he had made a reasoned speculation.
He believed that the Origin Energy of the Curse Scythe was not enough to maintain the lives of all Crow people and continue the sealing.
Therefore, the Six-Winged Crowman King chose to sacrifice the weaker Big-Winged Crowmen, focusing on preserving the stronger members of their tribe.
However, the truth was that this group of Crowmen who escaped early did so on their own initiative.
And they belonged to the orthodox Ashidler people before the birth of the Crow Court civilization.
Six Wings, representing the royal Bloodline of Ashidler.
After being forcibly transformed into followers by the Crowmen and the Curse God, they were given even greater Power.
They are called Dark Crow Angels.
Their king is the Dark Crow Angel King.
But the current king of the Crow Court is a Four-Winged Crowman.
And it’s likely the human Swordsman Lin Suo saw in the miscellaneous records of Koster.
How exactly is no longer known to anyone.
Only by asking them can the truth be ascertained.
The stolen princess in the story and the extravagantly imagined Divine Favor, are probably a mixture of truth and fiction.
Yet all this is carried out in secret, still unnoticed by anyone.
The chief culprit Lin Suo is currently riding a Scale-Horned Horse, galloping on the southern road.
Their first stop is Balablu Town.
According to information from the Astrology School of the General Association, through prophecies and precise spatial calculations.
There will be three to five Space fluctuation points near Balablu Town that they need to find and record. The All-Purpose Ball will continuously collect the data and send it to the General Association.
They will be in charge of arranging elimination forces, to block all channels when the Demon Hunting war officially starts in January next year.
And the people from the Four Great Colleges.
Will carry out a Demon Hunting points competition on the Blood-colored Harvest Plain, a rivalry between the four colleges.
The entire Blood-colored Harvest Plain will be the battlefield.
It is said that three hundred years ago, the Harvest Plain did not have the "blood-colored" prefix; due to the first celestial convergence not being well controlled, casting went wrong, causing this Plain to be occupied by demons.
Years of cleansing have turned the soil into the color of blood.
It was only cleaned up thirty years ago, and now the second wave has come!
The four colleges are responsible for resisting from three directions.
The very south is managed by the High Elf Empire.
All the plans are clear in their minds.
Lin Suo is not in a hurry, as there is plenty of time to record all the fluctuation points.
They arrived at Balablu Town.
Golden Knights in full golden Heavy Armor, wearing red cloaks, wielding spears, opened the way.
Followed by fifty Academy Wizards.
Since there was no longer a uniform requirement for school uniforms, the clothing varied, most preferring caped gowns, appearing solemn and gloomy.
Only Lin Suo was sitting inside his own crafted Floating Palace, sitting cross-legged on a cushion, never ceasing his meditation.
Is actually a magical modified version of the Flying Magic Carpet, except the bottom was changed by Lin Suo to a kind of magnetic alloy, standing on four antique-looking short columns.
Atop the columns, copper niches.
Four cyan Magic Hands, with a blue flame burning in their palms, stood above the copper niches.
Serving both to illuminate and to deal with some miscellaneous chores without the need to move.
The walls were light veils, in three layers.
Full of Western Regions atmosphere.
Or rather, it was a kind of open-air sedan chair Lin Suo created based on his own knowledge of the Western Regions.
As they headed further south, the weather grew hotter.
Magically drawn, floating in the center of the group.
Causing the students to frequently salute respectfully, many wondering why they couldn’t ride Flying Witch Tools for traveling.
Lin Suo’s reason was that walking saved Magic Power in case of emergencies and provided better training.
But in fact, those noble sons and daughters could use Magic Stones as an energy source to power their Flying Witch Tools, so Lin Suo’s excuse held no water.
He just wanted to experience the absolute rights of a team-leading mentor.
Not to mention, it’s quite interesting to hassle them a bit.
That’s how it was done back in his hometown, too.
In this mission, his role is to prevent accidents; recording fluctuation points is unrelated to him, the main task is to ensure the safety of the students.
How to act after arriving at Balablu Town.
Would also be decided by them.
This is both a mission and a teaching moment, as well as a competition.
From this June until next January.
The team had booked the entire inn in the town.
Fifty people were divided into five teams, each team having ten members, and each team was led by a formal Wizard.
Each person was equipped with Magic Tools capable of exploring spatial fluctuations.
Moreover, every individual had a synthetic object on them, which Lin Suo could use to easily pinpoint their location, without any fear of unexpected incidents occurring.
After making arrangements, the students began to set off one after another, carrying All-Purpose Balls with them.
Just as Lin Suo thought that everything was proceeding smoothly.
One person suddenly broke away from the team, drawing his attention.
"What’s going on, there’s trouble at the very first location."
In his unique sight able to detect synthetic objects, he saw a light point suddenly veering off from the team, turning 180 degrees, and heading back the way it came.
Lin Suo raised his eyebrows.
She couldn’t be thinking of stabbing me in the back, could she? Immediately, he lowered his figure to the ground and concealed himself.
Iris, dressed in a tight outfit revealing a vast expanse of her snow-white skin, sneakily returned to the camp.
Seeing that there was no one around, she quickly darted to the side of the floating small temple.
With a wicked grin, she pulled out a bottle of a mysterious liquid from near her celiac plexus and hid it under the cushion.
Lin Suo, who was secretly observing, felt his heart pounding; if he wasn’t mistaken, that was his liquid Five Confusion Barriers 3.0, right?
A potion capable of knocking out Middle Grade Wizards and even numbing their souls.
"Good thing I heeded Simon’s warning and guarded against you. But to use my own stuff to drug and screw me over, isn’t that a bit too brazen."
Underground, Lin Suo’s fingertips moved subtly.
The Magic Hand on the floating temple swiftly moved into action, grabbing Iris and throwing her onto the cushion.
A layer of white flowing cloud barrier formed in synchrony.
The glass bottle under the cushion was crushed by the sudden impact of Iris’s fall, starting to evaporate.
The unexpected event turned Iris’s small face deathly pale.
But she quickly seemed to understand something and excitedly sprawled on the cushion in a spread-eagle position, her eyes filled with the thrill of shyness and excitement.
"How dare you treat me !"
Lin Suo formed a ’mu’ character with his arms, intending to teach this little Enchanting Demon a painful lesson in the form of a whipping, when...
In his perception, the light point of another team retreated by one.
This time... it was Rigardaga’s team.
This cheap wife of his, for some reason set on him, must have placed some sort of tracking method on the little Enchanting Demon.
Lin Suo regretfully set down the execution tool.
He thought to himself.
They needed to be taught a lesson, otherwise, with this blind commotion continuing, sooner or later someone’s bound to get in trouble.
There can only be so many days of being a thief; there’s no such thing as being on guard against one for eternity.
Had it not been for their formidable backgrounds, necessitating accountability, he might have done something.
Witch Rigardaga also returned, looking suspiciously at the floating small temple and tore into the flowing cloud barrier.
A second later... thump～
She too was knocked out.
Since they both fell into his hands, he had to give them an unforgettable lesson.
In an environment of dark nothingness.
Iris and Rigardaga were sitting back to back on two chairs, tied up with thick hemp ropes soaked in tung oil.
All their Magic Power and Soul Power seemed to be sealed by the ropes.
The Five Confusion Barriers potion was a bit too strong, and both of them were a bit slurred in their speech.
Surrounding silence, just as the two attempted to struggle, a creepy laughter echoed across the entire space.
"Heeheeheeheeheehee!"
Suddenly, a beam of light brightened in the distance, painfully dazzling both women so they could hardly open their eyes.
A man, three meters tall, wearing a pig-head mask, bulky and greasy, emerged from the light.
In his hand, he held two rusty, blood-stained butcher knives.
His insanely lecherous gaze lingered on the women’s prominent features.
"This organ... perfect for accompanying a drink..."