Dragon-Devouring Mage Chapter 250

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Episode 250

EPISODE.125

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Hundreds of flags fluttered along the long wooden fences and barracks.

Flags representing various families and knights, as well as those included in the army, led by the Imperial Legion.

In the meantime, soldiers armed with spears and swords were wandering around with a slightly tired expression.

It has to be.

The quality of supply was gradually deteriorating because several logistics branches had already been plundered.

No, it’s not just deterioration.

Even that amount was getting smaller and smaller.

It was for this reason that the morale and momentum of the Imperial Army were not as good as before.

In the middle of the imperial camp, a man put down the fork and knife he was holding with a displeased expression.

Dalgrak-.

“Tsk-.”

A mature man with a beard that reaches down to his neck, wearing a robe that is an exquisite mixture of white and red.

It was Count Hazen.

Putting down the fork and knife, he muttered a little annoyed.

“It’s a meal that’s even low-temperature.”

In front of him was a steak, garnish, and white bread.

Meals of a quality that ordinary soldiers could not even dream of.

Nevertheless, his expression as he put down the tableware was not very good.

It has to be.

Heizen Count He was both an Imperial nobleman and one of the new superhumans with the skills of the 7th circle.

It has been 5 years since he reached the level of a superman. I can’t even remember when was the last time I ate a steak made from meat of such low quality.

“Look. Come and take this and go…”

He was about to put away the leftovers with an annoyed look on his face when he suddenly mumbled what he was thinking.

“Two!”

Then, after spitting on the plate in front of him, he scooped up the sand on the floor and scattered it over it.

He didn’t intend to eat it, but thinking that the guys who went out with this might talk about it made him feel bad for no reason.

“joy.”

After doing that, he opened his mouth again to clean up the messy dishes.

“The meal is over. Put them all away.”

As soon as he finishes his words, the entrance to the barracks flutters and a man enters.

“hmm?”

A completely different person than the subordinate who came in to clean up the food.

“…General?”

He was the commander of the army, General Dior.

General Dior’s face trembled slightly as he looked at the spitted and sanded food.

“Whoa.”

He barely managed to control his emotions by letting out a sigh and spoke to Count Heizen.

“I came here because I have something I want to say to the Count.”

“That’s what I want to say… Please have a seat.”

I didn’t know what to say, but I came up with a word that I thought I’d listen to first. just as expected.

The words that came out of General Dior’s mouth were not very different from what Count Hazen had in mind.

“As far as I know, your mission is to kill the enemy who is attacking the logistics department.”

After the news was cut off from Nome Phillip, who even held a divine instrument, the Imperial Army even called in a superman to prevent Endymion’s detachment.

“By the way… they’ve been sitting in the military camp for several days now, instead of chasing them…” It’s

your fault for the supply situation, but were you complaining about side dishes?

Swallowing the words that soared to his throat, General Dior spoke.

“I’m curious about what my count thinks.”

Count Hazen twitched his lips lightly. I just didn’t get it out of my mouth.

Does that mean you don’t know what General Dior wanted to say? A blunt answer escapes from his mouth in a bad mood.

“joy. I know, too, but there is a reason why I am not moving.”

“Why not move?”

When you flick your finger, the map rolled up on one side unfolds.

“Philip Mason…the failure of that asshole makes it difficult to predict their movements.”

Unlike the first time when they attacked the logistical staff on the map in order, the movement of the Endymion detached unit now was nothing new.

“Even if we try to stop them, we don’t know where they will appear, so we don’t step forward.”

“Um…”

General Gira Dior nodded, not without reason.

“Is there any other way?”

“It’s a method…”

Earl Heizen continued after a moment’s pause.

“If we can’t pinpoint their location, we have no choice but to pull them out.”

“Pull out?”

“Think about it. Philip Mason. No matter how stupid that Mason maniac was, he had some skill. Even more so, I went out with a divine instrument, but in the end I was defeated. Then it’s obvious who is leading the enemy’s detached corps.”

“Russell Raymond…”

“You got it right.”

Count Hazen grinned.

“If you think back on that statement, it means that the enemy’s main force does not have superhuman strength.”

“…!”

General Dior, realizing what was going on, raised his eyes wide.

“If the main unit is attacked, won’t you come out even if you don’t like it?”

Well, even if it’s not that, it doesn’t matter because you can inflict enormous damage on their main unit.

Saying that, Count Hazen smiled sinisterly and Count Dior closed his eyes.

I carefully reviewed the operation again.

A plan that makes sense and has plenty of potential. However, one condition was required for this operation to succeed.

When he showed up to prevent damage to the main unit, if we couldn’t stop him, it was the friendly side who would suffer great damage.

“He is a monster and genius who has reached the level of a superhuman despite his young age. Can you be confident of winning against such a guy?”

At General Dior’s question, Count Heizen’s face contorts as if he were being tortured.

His face, which had turned red in an instant, trembled.

“Dare…”

Earl Hazen He was the sub-tall owner of the Puel Red Tower, which was said to be the most outstanding red tower in the Empire, and a disciple of the tower owner, Marquis Zehek.

And Marquis Zehek was a person with a considerable inferiority complex to Daria, a mage of the same Red Tower family.

Could it be that the teacher’s inferiority complex was passed on to Count Heizen?

“How dare you compare me to such a kid?”

The tent fluttered due to the outgoing magic power, and the temperature inside the barracks rose by several degrees.

Fire-!

The bonfire, which had been lit to raise the temperature, swelled in an instant, and the sound of boiling water rang out loudly from the kettle placed on it.

Beep beep———————.

Meanwhile, General Dior spoke in a calm tone.

“I had no intention of ignoring the Count. However, it would be better to make it clear from the position of being in charge of the military…”

“Huh.”

His snub nosed eyes shone brightly.

“genius? That doesn’t sound funny.”

He chewed it up and spat it out with a growl.

“At least mid-twenties. I will tell my bastard that there is another sky above the sky.”

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Food Duck-.

A wild bird flapped its wings across the night sky where the moonlight fell faintly.

Food Duck Food Duck -.

Moving her head around and looking for something that makes her eyes shine.

Food Duck Food Duck -.

How long did you fly like that?

Eventually, the guy who found something circled the sky, slowed down, and descended slowly toward the bottom.

Food Duck-.

A hawk with a red knot and a black knot tied to each leg.

Accepting the blow, Hubert muttered.

“It’s news from the main unit.”

Food Duck-.

The guy that landed on his forearm flapped his wings several times, corrected his posture, and Hubert reached out his hand.

With a skillful hand, he pulled the barrel tied to the guy’s leg, and Russell murmured as he watched it.

“To think that a guy who wasn’t even a family member came looking for us this far. It is a strange falcon.”

“This is a falcon that was directly educated and trained in the home country to be used during the war. They are the ones who only select the clever ones and educate them from when they were still young.”

While talking, Hubert opened the barrel in an instant and took out the letter inside and handed it to Russell.

“Check it out.”

Even if it was the death penalty, it was Russell who was leading the detached unit.

It didn’t take long for Russell’s face to harden as he accepted the letter with a nod of his head.

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Pababababat-!

The wind parted and a group of people were running at high speed.

A nimble movement like a mountain beast that casually jumps between gorge and gorge.

The speed was so fast that the shadow of the runner seemed elongated like melted sugar water.

In the meantime, several wizards who followed Russell gave out their tongues.

‘This is an acceleration auxiliary magic using the wind that is used in the White Tower…

‘It’s the

result of looking closely at the magic used by Olive, the wizard of the White Tower, in the past.

Sweetheart-!

As if running by folding the earth, the scenery is pushed away.

Hubert opened his mouth as the wind roared sharply.

“It’s a rotation…”

“There was a problem with the supply, but I think they noticed that I was leading a detached unit after leaving the main unit.”

The rotation did not result in a large-scale battle in which the entire army of the Empire and Endymion pitted each other.

However, some of the Empire’s corps were narrowing the distance towards Russell’s main force.

Among the list of the imperial army on the move, the deputy lord of Puel Magic Tower, known as the strongest of the 7th circle, and the wizards led by him were also included.

Now that he was away, there was no one capable of dealing with him in the main unit.

‘Can I make it on time?’

It was also the reason why I ran all night, accelerating without stopping.

‘According to the information written in the letter, the rotation takes place somewhere in the plain beyond this canyon…’

It was then.

Aww-!

A sharp thought wave was transmitted from Pepper, who was orbiting the sky.

………… Trample Endymion!

………let’s go! Don’t be outdone by the filthy Empire bastards!

Window Re-Re-Re-Refight!

In succession, through Pepper’s senses, the sound of rattling was heard here and there.

Between them, the sound of clashing spears and swords resonates non-stop.

“Looks like it’s over there!”

After receiving the information from Pepper, Russell immediately turned around, and Hubert and the other wizards followed him.

Russell’s new type that can hit dozens of meters or more with a single leap.

Then, in the eyes of Russell, who jumped up the high-rise rocky mountain—!

‘ah!’

The image of a battlefield where huge soldiers collided with each other was projected.

Endymion and the Empire.

The armies of the two powers rushed from either side and stabbed each other.

It was the beginning of a revolution.

Kwagwagwagwa!

dragon-swallowed wizard

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Dragon-Devouring Mage

Dragon-Devouring Mage

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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
[You will be the cornerstone of a new mythology. For the sake of that mythology, I will grant you another chance.] The last successor of a fallen founding contributor family and cursed third-rate mage, Russel Raymond. He hoped to revive his family’s societal status, but was expelled from the academy. All he could do was work as a mercenary third-rate mage. One day, on his way to his temporary job, his mother’s memento ring, the “Dragon’s Heart,” reacts, and Russel is given an unexpected chance. He “regresses” back to his days in the academy. [You have received a mana stone (consumable) as a mission reward.] That is how Russel begins soaring in life like a dragon who never got to spread his wings. He crosses the waves called fate that had pressed down on him and flies into the bright world he was previously banned from.

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