Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System - Chapter 368

The top of the mountain is almost forty meters above the ground, which is the height of a fifteen-story building. There are straight rocks on both sides, and there is no way to go up.

The more critical point is—since there are guards on the top of the mountain, why are so many sentry towers still built in the camp?

No matter what happens, don’t the guards on the top of the mountain see better than the sentry towers a few meters high?

“Could it be that… the eyes and ears of the Fernando family are not in the camp, but hiding there?”

Yarrow adjusted the structure of the ‘feather fall’ again, with a purpose to make the water polo as high as possible.

After a few times, I finally encountered a suitable mountain wind and observed that the water polo leaped to the height of the mountain.

The picture was fleeting, and the water polo quickly collapsed, but Yarrow kept staring at the water mirror, but he also roughly saw the situation above.

“Myers, is that him?”

Miles was a bodyguard who was taken away by Baron Claire. He had undergone knight training, and his general strength was similar to that of Old Bard.

Yarrow recalled the scene he just saw, and suddenly thought of a neglected location.

“That strip of light doesn’t look like a bonfire at all, but rather like the activation of the magic pattern.”

The wind is slowly increasing.

In the same way, Yarrow released a ‘monitoring water polo’ again. With the help of the increasing mountain wind, the water polo circled and rushed upwards.

But still the same as before, the water mirror just showed the situation above, and it suddenly shattered, re-cracked into fine water spots, and fell down with the wind.

“Is it because of the protective power near the magic pattern, or because the signal limit of the water mirror technique is only about forty meters?”

Yarrow didn’t study the issue too much.

Because he finally confirmed that what was glowing was indeed a mysterious magic pattern.

He didn’t act rashly.

Since Miles stayed here, it showed that Baron Claire trusted him very much.

The activated magic pattern may also be the backhand that Baron Claire got from the earl.

More importantly, even if Miles is really the secret son buried by Fernando, if Yarrow directly calls out, Miles will definitely beat him.

At that time, the people in the camp will choose to trust Miles, who is Baron Claire’s bodyguard.

Or do you believe in Yarrow who has just arrived and has no idea of ​​his origin?

…

Putting away the drawings of the house, Yarrow pushed open the door, looked left and right, and asked a veteran vigil, “Can you call Old Ciel for help, I have something to ask him.”

“Okay, wait a minute.”

Perhaps Old Ciel had already explained it, and the old soldier agreed very succinctly.

Before long, Old Charles came running out of breath and apologized hoarsely:

“Something happened in the camp, and the adults have been waiting for a long time. By the way, does Lord Yue have any orders?”

Yarrow asked in a low voice, “Has Baron Claire told Miles to do anything?”

“Myers? Lord Yue, I don’t know who Myers is.”

Yarrow narrowed his eyes slightly: “Don’t you know? Didn’t Baron Claire arrange for someone to be in the camp?”

“No, except for those taken away by Lord Baron, the rest of the guards heard that they stayed in Giro Town to guard something.”

Did Miles sneak over by himself?

Yarrow pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said:

“Let’s talk inside the house, I’ll show you something.”

“This… Mr. Yue, I came in a hurry. My body is covered with splashed soil. If the house is dirty, it may disturb the rest of the adults.”

“It’s okay, you may not be able to rest tonight.”

Old Ciel’s expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked, “Sir, have you found any problem?”

Although Old Ciel was wary of Yarrow, this was only because of the habit he had cultivated in the past, because there was no strength to contend with in the station, and it was because of the vigilance that must be possessed by a veteran, a leader, and an elder.

It doesn’t mean that Old Ciel doesn’t believe in Yarrow at all.

Old Ciel could feel that Yarrow did not have too much prejudice against them. It could be said that Yarrow was the most friendly among all the powerhouses he had encountered in his life.

The mercy of the superior is always more touching.

With a certain foundation of trust, Old Ciel just hesitated for a moment, then followed Yarrow into the wooden house.

Before he could stand firm, Yarrow began to draw his magic power.

Although the blueprint has been put away, Yarrow has just cast it many times, and it is not so fast to forget.

The swaying gathering of water vapor gradually condensed into a flat water mirror the size of a basketball in mid-air.

Old Charles couldn’t help but shrank:

“Lord Yue, you are… a witcher!”

Demon hunters have a certain ability to cast spells. There used to be a witcher academy in the earldom, and it was normal for Old Charles to see witchers cast spells.

“No, be quiet! Look carefully at the water mirror!”

Yarrow didn’t dare to be distracted at all, and concentrated on building the magic pattern structure of the ‘water polo’.

Water mirror, mirror made of water, the word is easy to understand.

Wait until the construction of the water polo is completed, and wait until the scene in the water mirror starts to move with the water polo, from indoor to outdoor, and then starts to rise from the bottom.

Old Charles saw the wooden house, saw the sentry tower, and saw the familiar grass and trees around him.

Just like the gradually rising film and television footage, even if he didn’t know about the “surveillance drone”, following these footage, Old Charles gradually believed in the authenticity of the picture.

When the scene at the top of the mountain flashed across the water mirror, Old Ciel raised his head subconsciously and asked in surprise:

“what is that?”

“He is Miles, Baron Claire’s bodyguard, and the one glowing beside him is the magic pattern.”

As Yarrow spoke, he released the water polo again.

With the help of the stronger and stronger mountain wind, the water polo reached a higher height, and in that fleeting picture, Yarrow seemed to see something strange again.

Naturally, Old Charles couldn’t see through the roof above. He retracted his gaze and asked suspiciously:

“Magic pattern diagram? Is Lord Yue just letting me see this thing? What’s the use of it?”

“Calling the wind, summoning the rain, gathering yin energy, pulling the undead… There are too many effects that the magic pattern can produce, and I don’t know what exactly this magic pattern does.”

Just like the ‘machine’, the magic pattern is just a general term.

Old Ciel’s face was particularly ugly: “Does he want to cause undead disaster in this camp? My lord! Can it be destroyed?”

“Destruction? Are you sure? It’s not difficult for me to go up, but no one can guarantee that the magic pattern can be interrupted,” Yarrow turned his head and expressed his worries , “What’s more, who can guarantee that he is doing bad things?”

“What good things can you do at night!”

Old Charles cursed inwardly and added: “If it’s really important, it’s impossible to just let him do it alone. Baron Claire will also arrange some people for him!”

“Um… yes,” Yarrow nodded thoughtfully.

“Lord Yue, please help us, I…”

Before the old Ciel could finish speaking, Yarrow suddenly interrupted: “Hey! Wait…”

At this moment, the newly released water polo finally reached the top of the mountain again, and Yarrow finally saw the two strange shadows that had just appeared.

“Winged undead?”