wizards descend to the heavens

Chapter 36 Asymptotic
"Master Ossus, Consultant Vesper invites you to go back, he has something important to tell you."

The orderly turned over quickly, jumped off the horse skillfully, and bowed to Ossus who was hunting.

Ya Duo was riding on the horse, looking down at the soldier with an impatient expression on his face, and nodded extremely contemptuously, indicating that he already knew.

Then he turned around and said to the twelve soldiers behind him, "Okay, let's continue, and we'll go back after we clear the valley."

"But, Master Ossus, Consultant Vesper is in a hurry, don't you think so?"

Yaduo's eyes narrowed slightly, he suddenly raised the whip in his hand and struck hard.The whip struck the messenger's leather armor, and the huge force knocked him back five or six steps before he stopped.

In an instant, his face turned red, but because of the huge difference in level, he didn't dare to do anything outrageous to a noble like Yado, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart secretly.

At the same time, the messenger felt more and more that it was a correct decision to join the Cult of the Cursed God and overthrow these nobles who do not look down on the common people.

"That's enough, didn't I speak clearly enough! I said I would rush back before noon, let's go."

Yado showed a cold face, like an angry nobleman, and then he ignored the messenger, turned around and steered his mount, and led his twelve holy knights to the depths of the valley.

"Hey, what noble young master, just wait, soon you will become even more miserable than a serf!"

When Yado and the others left, the orderly spat hard in the direction they left, then turned and left in the direction of Stratholme.

Stratholme City, Mader Bread Factory.

"Raul, this flour smells really good, it has an indescribably sweet taste."

"That's right, Kraut. Just by smelling the aroma, it's not hard to imagine how delicious the bread would be. Thanks to the lord, the children will now be able to have a delicious meal."

At this time, hundreds of workers were moving bags of flour into the warehouse, and even if all these people were invited to carry it together, less than one-third of it was moved in just half a day.

Outside the warehouse, on the wide square, there are still hundreds of carriages full of flour lined up at this time.

Through the glass of the attic window, Vespar looked at the busy workers below with a sneer. He did not feel tired at all. Instead, he felt that the prey were walking into the trap step by step, which filled his heart with excitement. A morbid joy.

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Vespal felt more and more that Ossus was a proud and arrogant son of a nobleman who was obsessed with hunting all day long. What kind of threat could such a person pose?
"My lord, all these grains will be loaded and unloaded before sunset this afternoon. The workshop will rush to work day and night. The first batch of bread will be baked before noon tomorrow, and all will be distributed before dinner."

The door of the room was pushed open, and the person who walked in was the owner of the Maid Bakery, Maid Kosvich.

He bowed respectfully to Vespal, and reported to him in detail about today's work.

"It's too slow. The first batch of bread must be distributed before noon tomorrow. This is the meaning of the leader."

Vespar turned around, looked at the slightly fat middle-aged businessman, and said without any emotion.

Med's heart trembled. As a senior believer of the Cult of the Damned, he naturally knew who the leader Vespal was referring to. When he thought that this was an order from the other party, his eyes were filled with inexplicable heat.

He saluted respectfully again, and then patted his chest to promise to complete the task.

"Okay, you go down, remember that the leader is watching you!"

As if sensing something, Vespal sent the fat businessman away.

After the room was quiet again, Vesper pulled out a chair and sat on it, then said respectfully, "You are here! Lord Bigworth!"

As his words fell, on the table in front of him, out of the shadow that the sun couldn't reach, came out an elegant figure, it was Kel'Thuzad's beloved cat, Bigglesworth.

"The plan has reached the most critical point. The poor prince is rushing towards here at the moment, and will probably arrive at noon the day after tomorrow."

Bigworth licked his paw and combed the messy fluff on it, his ghostly eyes seemed to be staring at its target forever.

"Have you found Mal'Ganis, he should have sneaked into this city?"

Before Vespal could speak, Bigworth continued to speak, but when he said the name of the demon lord, its body visibly trembled, as if recalling some bad memories.

"Understood, I will let my subordinates pay attention. However, I don't understand, Lord Kel'Thuzad, why do you want us to monitor it?"

Vespal asked cautiously. As far as he knew, Mal'Ganis, the demon lord of fear, seemed to be above the Cult of the Damned. Even Kel'Thuzad obeyed the orders of this powerful demon lord.

But since arriving in Stratholme, he has been asked to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the dreadlord.

Bigworth raised his head, and a cold light flashed clearly in his blue eyes, "Remember, your allegiance is to the Lich King."

"Understood!" Vespal said, he was born as a liar mage, and he immediately understood the key.

"Okay, remember your mission." After Bigworth finished speaking, he immediately jumped into the shadows, as if he had never appeared before.

boom!
A large group of crimson flames erupted violently, roasting dozens of gray wolves that had lost their ability to move, and soon bursts of meaty smell came.

【drop!Eliminate strong gray wolves, increase experience value by 5 points]

【drop!Eliminate elite gray wolves, increase experience value by 8 points]

Dido's notifications kept coming from his mind, watching the experience points jumping up, and finally after the gray wolves in front of him were all dead, Yado found that his experience points had finally exceeded [-] points.

"Master Ossus, this valley has been cleaned!" George Raphael reported back to Yado, who had put away his spells.

His eyes were full of disdain, saying that he was out hunting, but he would only make the goalkeeper's prey incapacitated, and then he would cast spells to kill the defenseless prey.

In his opinion, this is a cowardly and dishonorable act, which is really against the standards of knights.

But as a paladin, he had to obey the order of the young man in front of him, because it was the noble elder who gave him the order.

(End of this chapter)