Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Blood trace is also a type of blood magic. This so-called blood magic is not done with the caster's blood, but uses the blood of the target to track the target's location. However, the error range of blood trace is very large. If the target On the move, the error can even be as large as several kilometers.

Nevertheless, this magic still has certain practicality. Compared with the precise positioning of the tracking runes, the blood tracking technique is very secretive and not easy to be found, and the tracking runes will fail as long as they exceed a certain range. But it can track the target to the end of the world. -- "Encyclopedia of Fei Nuo Continent - Magic"

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Palos couldn't figure out Evandel's intentions. If he wanted to cover up his whereabouts, pretending to be a mercenary was useless except to deceive the guards of the city gate who were not strict at all. He waited until he was in the wilderness with no one around. However, the Knights Templar can still find them with the tracking magic that Evandel mentioned before.

However, his teammates don't seem to care about these details at all. Whether it's Arkai, who has known Evandel for a long time, or the newly-acquainted Phils, they have unconditional trust and obedience to Evandel, let alone Palos. Feel free to ask something.

Along the way, the young businessman Julian was quickly impressed by Avondel's erudition and talkativeness. The two sat in the front seat of the carriage and chatted happily. Palos followed behind the team, feeling a little lost in his heart.

As long as others don't know Avandel's mage status, he is the kind of charming person who can quickly win admiration and love wherever he goes. Palos warned himself not to be jealous. The jealous face is the ugliest, but it's useless. He wished he could rush forward and kick Julian off the carriage seat, and take the young businessman's place and sit next to Avender himself.

Fortunately, although he couldn't control his jealousy, he could at least control his words and deeds, so when the guys in the caravan saw this young man walking silently with a sullen face, they all closed their eyes tightly. No one dared to say a word to him.

The merchant team had to go through a long, uninhabited road, and this road was the most likely to be targeted by bandits. They came out and continued to catch the weak caravans and travelers. At this point, Julian's expression became tense, and he lost even the interest in chatting.

But what they were afraid of came anyway, when the caravan passed a big turn, suddenly a large group of people screamed and rushed out of the woods, blocking the way of the caravan.

The leader of the thieves carried a big ax on his shoulders: "I don't want to talk nonsense, just surrender and leave the goods, so as not to die!"

Julian was about to despair. Generally speaking, the bandits here were in groups of three or five, and any more would kill each other because of the uneven distribution of spoils. There are more than 30 people, and their small caravan has only a dozen people including the buddies, not to mention that there are only three mercenaries who can really fight.

Julian originally wanted to tell Evandel that it’s okay to abandon his wealth and save his life. When encountering bandits of this size, he can only blame himself for his bad luck, not them, but Evandel said to Julian calmly: "Everyone Get behind the carriage, it's time for us to stretch our muscles."

"But..." Just when Julian was about to say something, Alkai quickly shot an arrow with his bow, and before the other party even had time to react, he shot the arrow through the bandit leader's neck.

The bandits turned pale with fright, and the people in the caravan were even more frightened. Like Evandel, they quickly hid behind the carriage. The bandits who reacted began to shoot arrows in this direction. Alkai supported the carriage and jumped into the carriage. Behind him, he dodged the opponent's sparse shots, and when he showed his head again to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, another bandit fell to the ground in response, and Phils also took out a hand crossbow and shot a bandit who was closer.

The three carriages crowded together, and the pack horses stood still in panic. The high piles of goods blocked the bandits' bows and arrows, forcing them to rush forward to fight hand-to-hand, but the other side of the carriage was the mountain. The gap between the carriage and the mountain wall is not big, like a long and narrow passage, which can only accommodate one person to pass through. The people in the caravan are hiding in the middle, and Palos has long held a shield and a long sword to protect one end. Well, the bandits were no match for the Templars at all, and if they came, they would be cut down.

On the other side, the small Phils looks easy to bully, but his short sword and dagger can always penetrate the enemy's vitals from various incredible angles, and he can also flexibly use obstacles to avoid attacks , the bandits who died in his hands were no less than those who died in the hands of Palos.

Not to mention the terrifying combat power of Alkai, the elf ranger climbed onto the top of a caravan, condescendingly shooting arrows at the enemies holding bows and arrows or throwing axes, each arrow took a life away.

Under such casualties, the morale of the bandits collapsed very quickly. The first bandit started to escape, and soon led all the bandits who were still alive. They all wished to have eight legs, rolling and crawling on the ground. Going into the woods, Alkai's deadly arrows were still chasing after him, and the four hapless bandits fell on the way to escape.

Long after the battle ended, Julian still maintained that stunned look.

They counted the corpses afterwards, and the three mercenaries killed nineteen bandits and scared away the remaining dozen, but they themselves were unharmed. Only two of the caravan guys did not hide behind the carriage in time because of their slow reactions. Go, was shot by bandits.

Surprisingly spending the money of four ordinary mercenaries to hire such a person is more than just taking a huge bargain. The members of the caravan who not only saved their lives but also saved their goods can't wait to confess to Alkai and the others. .

After all, someone was injured, and they stopped to set up camp not far from the place where they were attacked to rest. Evandel treated the wound of the injured man, dug out the arrowhead with a red-hot dagger, and applied the wound he had from The wound medicine taken out of that mysterious backpack.

When the people in the caravan began to prepare dinner, Avondel said that he would collect more herbs before it was dark, and called Palos for safety.

Palos followed him to the forest, looked at Evandel and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"I just asked you to come for a tryst, can't I?" Evandel picked up a stick and fiddled with the grass casually looking for the so-called medicinal herbs.

"...I didn't say no." Palos began to look around, "What kind of herb are you looking for, I will help you."

"Forget about herbs, you're not in a good mood today, what's the matter." Evandel dropped the stick and clapped his hands, looking at Palos with a smile, "I've been chatting with Julian, are you jealous? gone?"

Admitting that you are jealous is not a glorious thing, but Palos, who has never been good at lying, still struggled to tell the truth: "... a little bit."

Evandel laughed out loud: "Why are you so cute?"

It was the first time that Palos, who was called "cute" at this age, felt a little at a loss, and his face started to have a fever: "What's so funny?"

"Okay, okay." Evandel wanted to pat him on the back comfortingly, but when he saw the hard armor, he still put his hand on the back of Palos' neck, and he leaned over to kiss Palos on the lips. Dear, "Just chatting with him and collecting some bits and pieces of information. I have been single for more than 20 years. You are the only one who has aroused my interest for so long. I don't like other people no matter how good they are, so don't be jealous Alright, good."

Palos suddenly lost his temper at once, and his face was as red as a ripe tomato. This appearance made Evandel feel that it was unreasonable not to tease him, so he said with a smirk: "Is it because I have been following you for the past two days?" Caravan camping, I didn't have a chance to love you well, so I let you think so wildly."

Palos suddenly had a bad premonition, and quickly shook his head in denial: "No, nothing!"

But Evandel didn't care what he said: "Come on, while it's just the two of us..."

Palos was really panicked, and hurriedly refused Evandel's approach: "No, we can't be here... If we stay out for a long time, they will come to look for it, really not!"

"I just want a kiss, it won't take much time." Evandel shook his head meaningfully and said, "What's going on in your mind all day, am I such an unscrupulous person? Besides, this little time is not enough to peel off the armor on your body."

"...I'm sorry." Palos was ashamed and ashamed, although he knew that Evandel was teasing him again, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"So can I kiss you, huh?" Evandel looked at him with a smile.

What else could Palos say, he nodded resignedly.

Evandel had had enough of playing too. The hard armor on Palos made the mage unable to arouse the interest of hugging him, so he held the other's face and gave him a good kiss, and then grabbed a few common hemostatic grass on the side of the road Even if you go back, you have taken medicine.

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On the fourth day, the caravan was about to reach its destination, Myers City, but the Knights Templar had not caught up as Evandel had expected.

He couldn't help doubting his own judgment. Maybe the other party had known his whereabouts through other means before, but now he was really thrown away, or maybe they didn't have enough blood for casting spells. It was indeed his own blood sample, even if the other party hid some secretly, it must be limited.

Just when Evandel was thinking about how to adjust his plan, the Knights Templar finally appeared.

When the caravan was surrounded by this well-armored army, the young merchant Julian didn't feel scared, and greeted them friendly: "Good day, followers of the God of Light, what's the matter?"