From Baron's Second Son to Dragon Rider

Seeing the magician gradually recover, Salem slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Given the current situation of the Winged People, they probably can't afford such a loss.

Even if it's just one magician.

"King, we don't have enough medicine here. If we need to wake up the magicians later, I'm afraid..."

Boutello didn't finish his words, but Salem knew what he wanted to say next.

"Don't worry, I plundered a human kingdom in Area 5. There are many out-of-print magic plants in their collection. I will ask the pharmacist to mix some of them."

Salemu waved his hand and said.

This potion is actually not a rare item. It is just a supplement for magicians to treat overdrawn magic and mental power.

But it is this supplement that can save the lives of many Winged People magicians.

If there is no potion, almost all the magicians present may not be able to wake up.

There is a 50% chance that they will fall into spiritual weakness like the magician just now.

At the least, they will become demented, and at the worst, they will die.

"King, he's awake!"

After seeing the magician wake up, Butlo hurried forward and helped him up.

"I... @￥% @￥"

The magician opened his mouth to say something, but the language system in his body had not been used for too long and was in a semi-degenerate state.

After a long while, the magician could barely communicate normally after adapting to his mouth again.

"King, may I ask why you woke me up?"

The magician stood up and bowed slowly.

"I woke you up to ask about the situation of the floating island in area No. 5. Just tell me the truth."

After hearing this, the magician thought about it in his mind. After confirming the situation in area No. 5, he said:

"Area No. 5 has been half destroyed by external forces, the No. 5 Northern Fortress has lost contact, the magic link channel is interrupted, and the positioning of the magic circle is all invalid."

After hearing the magician's report, Salem's eyes darkened.

Before coming, he had made mental preparations.

After all, the garrison was completely wiped out, and Yunhailong escaped with serious injuries, so it was normal for that area to be destroyed.

"Okay, I get it. You can get back to work after you recover. Thank you for your hard work."

Salem patted the magician's shoulder gently, his tone full of reluctance.

But the Winged People still need their dedication, so Salem can only choose to let them down first.

"Don't worry, King."

"I was mentally prepared to die here before I became a magician."

"My mother told me that the future of the Winged People's survival depends on my shoulders. Even if I die, I can't let the floating island fall."

The magician's words were very plain, with a plain tone, plain expression, and plain body movements.

But it was these few plain words that made Salem suffer great torment in his heart.

He thought about it and took out an orange potion from his arms.

"This is the soul potion I stole from the human kingdom. It should be a top-quality product made from the impregnation of the Emperor Orange Topaz Dragon."

"If the magicians in the Supervisory Office have a weak soul, feed them this potion with water."

This potion can really be regarded as a top-quality product.

Even in the treasury of those great nobles, there is only this one.

It is estimated that in the entire Azure Tide Kingdom, except for the king's treasury, he is the only one who has such a potion.

Originally, he planned to keep it for himself in case of emergency.

But when he saw the magicians in the Supervisory Office, he gave up this plan.

Good things should be left to those in need.

The magician group needs this life-saving thing far more than he does.

"Yes! Thank you for the king's kindness!"

As a lower-level dragon knight and one of the high-level members of the Winged People, Butlo naturally knows the value of a bottle of top soul potion.

Salem nodded, and without paying attention to their plans, he turned around and left the Supervisory Office.

Butlo and the magician just stared at Salem's back until he left completely, then they slowly withdrew their sight.

"Hold on a little longer, I can feel that the king should have made plans for the next step, maybe to take us back to the ground."

"That's really good, this should be the long-cherished wish of our Winged People, right?"

"Long-cherished wish? What a long-cherished wish? Many Winged People have forgotten where they used to live, and they even oppose leaving the floating island and migrating to the ground!"

"This is normal, that group of people should have adapted to life in the sky, and even, they think they are a race born in the sky."

"....."

"Yes, you are right, the Winged People are no better than before, and there are so many idiots and fools for nothing."

Butlo seemed to have thought of something, his face suddenly became ugly, and he no longer wanted to continue communicating with the magician.

The magician on the side also waved his hand indifferently.

He looked at the surrounding environment with nostalgia, especially the pot of green plants that Butlo planted in the corner.

He stared at the plant intently. After a long while, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and put his soul and magic power into his work again.

And Butlo also looked at the magician with a complicated look. After confirming that the other party had entered the working state, he drew away the magic power in the pot of green plants.

The green plants that lost the support of magic power instantly became withered.

"You are a magician... How can we grow plants in this environment?"

Butlo picked up the flower pot with his left hand and the potion in his right hand, and walked towards his office step by step.

For some reason, this powerful dragon knight looked so lonely and sad.

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After leaving the Supervision Office, Salem returned to his palace.

But unlike before, his mood was particularly bad.

He questioned himself and his ancestors more than once.

Is this method of sacrificing some people in exchange for the survival of most people really correct?

He thought he was a smart man, and he was often proud of his wisdom that was higher than ordinary people.

But now, he hated his wisdom very much.

Just because his wisdom only allowed him to find the problem, but did not give him a way to solve it.

He is like a mannequin with a clear mind but an uncontrollable body, controlled by an unknown force, following the layout arranged by it, walking step by step until he meets his end.

"No matter what, this is the only way I can go."

"That is, counterattack against humans!!"

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