Chapter 49
Dylan tried to engage Liam in conversation and support him in every way while they waited for the others. After 50 minutes, he heard footsteps and light conversation in human language. Standing up, he told Liam that someone was coming and went to meet them. Evander came out of the forest holding a sword, and behind him were 10 more people. They were Brandon, the Fire Mage, the Space Mage's apprentice, the Earth Mage, several adepts and most importantly Max. He was very happy to see a healer, but looking at the battered state of the group, he stopped hoping for Liam's healing. Dylan did not shout at them to hurry here, as it was just stupid. Liam could wait a few more minutes.
They quickly noticed him and started walking towards him, some of the adepts were limping badly and the mages looked very tired. Only Max and Evander looked normal, their armor was slightly worn from the fight, but he didn't notice any injuries. As they got closer, Dylan spoke.
"I hope your journey was successful, but I urgently need Max's help." He said and pointed at Liam.
"Of course." Max replied, quickly walking over to Liam, kneeling down.
He easily noticed the huge amount of bloody ice that held his insides together. He didn't ask anything, but immediately began casting a spell from the life mana. The rest of the group reacted to Liam's injury with different emotions. Some were simply unpleasant to see him dying, others were afraid of the enemy who could deal such a blow. Dylan noticed sincere emotions only from Evander, Brandon, the Apprentice of the Space Mage and possibly Max, he thought that the healer was simply used to keeping emotions to himself. And he did not blame him for it at all.
Evander bit his lip hard, but quickly hardened his expression and tried to speak calmly.
"How did this happen?"
Dylan stopped looking at their group and at first did not understand the essence of the question.
What do you mean? Didn't they see?
"The orc we fought stabbed him with a spear." Dylan replied calmly, to which Evander nodded.
"Sorry, with our battles we weren't able to pay much attention to your duel and the fog that rose from the ice made it hard to see anything." Evander answered with sincere apologies.
Mmm, there was no fog, means Linella did not allow information to leak. We certainly used strong skills and our battle was as epic as possible, especially with the Orc having so many levels and skills. But why? Perhaps she wanted to keep the secret of her mastery of illusion magic? Or was it something else? The Orc was very strong, most likely at the level of a chieftain, perhaps she did this to hide his death for a while?
Dylan thought for a while, because of the cooldown of the two skills for the mind, he thought much slower. So there was an awkward pause and it turned out that he just stood there with a heavy face, silently looking at Evander. He shook his head and apologized.
"Sorry, everything is fine. I didn't turn off the enhancing skills in time and now I'm suffering from it." Evander smiled with relief, walked over and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay, the fact that you were able to defeat that orc was truly a miracle, even if you didn't come out of it unscathed."
"Yeah." Dylan said and turned to watch Max.
He had to concentrate on the sense of mana so he could see what he was doing now. In Liam's body, he could feel a large amount of water mana and a tiny bit of life mana spreading throughout his body, doing it over and over again.
Interesting spell, I don't remember him using it on me. It's very cheap, but how effective is it for diagnostics?
Max examined Liam for a few more minutes while he watched calmly. After casting the last spell, Max stood up and walked away from Liam.
"I can heal you, but without restoring your kidney, so you might feel bad in a couple of days. But I think you can learn spells that purify the blood, or ask someone for it." In response, Liam nodded with a small smile.
"So how do you want me to remove the ice?"
"I'll tell you about this during the healing. How much time do you have before the mana overload?"
"An hour, probably, and if you plan to pour a lot of mana into me, less."
"Okay." Max said and began treatment, casting a new spell.
Dylan was glad that everything worked out well, Evander and Brandon also breathed a sigh of relief. But of course the rest of the group was not so happy about it. Healing Liam meant that Max would most likely have almost no mana, which meant he would not be able to heal others.
Evander called Dylan and took him and Brandon for a private talk. He said that they had faced 7 class owners, but the rest were not so strong. Their fight went as well as possible, basically everyone was dealt with by Cassandra, Ariana, Brandon and him. Of course, there were a few more who dropped out. The Ice Mage dropped out and two more adepts. The first one was hit by a huge stone and was immediately taken by the ring, and the adepts were unable to quickly recover from the orc's sonic attack and were crushed. Dylan accepted this easily and was even surprised that there were no more deaths. Evander spoke about this with great regret, but by the end of his speech he smiled, but his smile was not at all kind.
"Floyd was able to put a spatial tracker on the Orc Chieftain. So we'll know her location."
"Oh, great. She didn't leave our camp?"
"No, she moved about 500 meters from there, but no more. Floyd checks the mark every 10 minutes, so we will have enough time to prepare for a new attack."
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"But why haven't they done it yet?" Dylan asked.
"Most likely due to a joint attack by Cassandra and Alistair."
"Mmm, yeah, I remember seeing that. But how long will that delay them?"
"Don't know."
The Orc Chieftain will definitely be very angry with us, huh, what a fool. If she had fought us straight away, she wouldn't have had so many casualties. Although we don't even know how many there are. I saw about 400 Orcs and Goblins. How many could we kill?
Dylan wanted to continue the conversation but heard a new sound in the distance. He turned his head and saw a new group. Evander went to meet them and he decided to do the same. Nathan Spelsword led this group, Dylan saw that there were a lot of mages: 2 Water Mages, 2 Fire Mages, a Stone Mage, and in close combat there was him and two more sword adepts.
Dylan briefly considered just killing half of them.
Oh yeah, the rings. Bitch.
He couldn't explain the feeling he had specifically for Nathan, Liam's ex-girlfriend and the guy he'd punched. He really didn't like them, and that was the end of rationalizations for his senseless aggression. He certainly hadn't intended to actually kill them, but it was nice to imagine it.
Stopping his negative thinking, he tried to listen to Nathan talk about his successes. That he had slaughtered over 300 goblins with their squad and that he was very smart and did not use fire mages in battle. How he had raised as many as 3 levels and slain several goblins with a class.
How does he do it? He pretends it's nothing special, but at the same time manages to brag about it. It's truly a masterpiece.
Dylan decided to stop listening to this and go to Liam and maybe learn some life magic. Dylan didn't miss the way Nathan looked at him, apparently they had developed a mutual dislike for each other.
Name: Nathan Spelsword, 15 years old
Race: Man Tuned to Mana [Rare] Lvl 22
Class: Adept of the Spelsword Art [Rare] Lvl 12
Class: Not selected
Not bad, it might have been a worthwhile fight if I hadn't used magic.
Approaching Liam and making sure that there were no problems with the treatment, he assessed the others.
Name: Liam Changeable Water, 15 years old
Race: Human Attuned to Water Mana [Rare] Lvl 31
Class: Mage of Adaptive Water Weapons [Rare] Lvl 15
Class: Holy Diamond Dust Mage [Rare] Lvl 8
Damn, the strongest. No doubt about it.
Name: Evander Holy Sword, 15 лет
Race: Human Attuned to Holy Mana [Rare] Lvl 26
Class: Holy Mage [Rare] Lvl 3
Class: Adept of the Holy Sword Art [Rare] Lvl 7
The Prince is held back by his leadership. If I'm not mistaken, he gained 1 level in his race and 4 levels in his second class after defeating Ent. Very little, actually, but the opponents are not that suitable. Now he looks more like a Arcane Construction Mage, only with holy mana. Because otherwise he is not effective at all. Although he may have cool melee skills, with holy mana.
Name: Max Lifewarden, 20 years old
Race: Half-Elf [Rare] Lvl 18
Class: Life Mage [Rare] Lvl 8
Class: Not selected
Name: Brandon Stoneshield, 15 years old
Race: Human Attuned to Stone Mana [Rare] Level 20
Class: Stone Mage [Rare] Lvl 5
Class: Spear and Shield Disciple [Uncommon] Lvl 16
Name: Russ Enlightening Flame, 15 years old
Race: Man Tuned to Fire Mana [Rare] Lvl 35
Class: Fire Mage [Rare] Lvl 5
Class: Not Selected
Name: Floyd Traveler 15 years old
Race: Man Tuned to the Mana of Space [Rare] Lvl 19
Class: Apprentice of the Space Mage [Rare] Lvl 1
Class: Not Selected
It's a shame he didn't gain any levels, it really is a shame.
He assessed the others as well, but on average, everyone gained about 1-2 levels in the class, except for the fire mages, since they were completely unlucky. In the camp, they usually saved up mana and were not even able to use it in battle.
Liam looked better now, the hole in his stomach that used to be filled with ice was completely covered with skin. His complexion began to return to normal and no longer seemed deathly pale. But Max still healed him and Dylan could sometimes see him wince in pain when Max touched his stomach. Out of boredom, he sat down next to them and began to examine the magic of life more closely. He immediately admitted to himself that he did not understand the spells at all, they were simply too complex and specific. Thinking about it, Max could well be the most skilled mage of their class, perhaps Alistair was also suitable for this role, since Dylan did not understand anything at all about alchemy and creating artifacts. But he was sure that this was not an easy matter either.
It took Max almost an hour to be sure that Liam would be able to function normally and even fight. Just then the last group arrived, they did it so quietly and unnoticed that he didn't even notice them until they were in his field of vision. Dylan wasted no time in see how much each of them had grown.
Name: Cassandra Scarlet Blood, 15 years old
Race: Young Vampire [Rare] Lvl 35
Class: Blood Mage [Rare] Lvl 13
Class: Adept of the Art Blood Claw [Rare] Lvl 12
Name: Alistair Quiterius, 15 years old
Race: Human [Uncommon] Lvl 43
Class: Alchemist [Rare] Lvl 11
Class: Not selected
Name: Kaeti Mercer, 15 years old
Race: Man Tuned to Mana [Rare] Lvl 18
Class: Arcane Healer [Rare] Lvl 6
Class: Not selected
Name: Lynella May, 15 years old
Race: Human [Uncommon] Lvl 51
Class: Illusion Mage [Rare] Lvl 10
Class: Not selected
Name: Ariana Kilsten, 15 years old
Race: Evolved Human [Rare] Lvl 31
Class: Adept of the Art of Unpredictable Shot [Rare] Lvl 9
Class: Not selected
Name: Seth Knightley, 15 years old
Race: Human [Uncommon] Lvl 50
Class: Shadow Construct Mage [Rare] Lvl 5
Class: Not selected
Dylan only now noticed that Seth's race level was very high. This could only mean that he had very strong skills or that he had killed a huge number of creatures. Now he could no longer look at him as a gray mouse, but had to admit that he was truly dangerous.
When they came closer , Evander smiled contentedly.
"Now we can discuss a strategy for attacking the orcs and avenging all those who left."