Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 641 - 413: Livestream

At this time, winter was approaching from late autumn, making the climate in Egypt one of the few pleasant times of the year. A drizzle was falling from the sky, and the scorching sun overhead was not as fierce as usual.

Meanwhile, in Europe, many places were already freezing cold.

The vast army marching over tens of miles was still advancing slowly, with divisions of Saracen troops carrying various flags passing along the main road. Judging by the looks of it, they wouldn't finish their march even by tomorrow.

The group led by Losa waiting at camp in the distance showed no intention of taking action recklessly.

Prajna, or rather, Lingyun Fairy curled her lips slightly and extended her hand to catch the fine drizzle. "Speaking of which, we haven't been out together for a long time, Losa. I remembered the scene when you participated in the Knight Tournament back in Austria."

"Indeed."

Losa was also feeling nostalgic. He recalled that the temperature was similar, with a fine drizzle back then too. It was his first real battle, and if not for having Prajna's talent to assist, he almost died by the hands of a werewolf named Avella.

Jeanne rolled her eyes. "Don't talk about things I haven't experienced. It's rare that so many of us are here together, too bad we didn't bring a set of camping gear. Fortunately, I brought a bottle of fine wine with me, so we can enjoy this beautiful scenery."

Losa couldn't help saying, "We're not here for a vacation. You're drinking so much... never mind."

Jeanne's alcohol tolerance was such that a few bottles of wine would hardly affect her.

Prajna called for a quill and took out a long sheet of white paper, laying it on the ground and illustrating lines of text. She had already reached the fifth volume of the Demon Hunter. As the stories of the Demon Hunter gained popularity, Geralt's power also rose steadily.

Although Prajna hadn't been elite yet, Geralt's power had already surpassed Hans and Venezia. Being a creation of the book, he feared neither life nor death, and each summon was not limited to just one person. A few Geralt teaming up together would make even Losa run cowardly without daring to meet force with force.

Furinjira sat on a thin rug on the ground, eyes shut tight, her white long hair draped over the black gauze at her chest. The girl had truly grown into a young woman, her figure curvaceous, and even against Prajna, she could rival on par.

"Where is Nina now?"

He stood in front of Furinjira, feeling somewhat unsettled.

Earlier, he mentioned to Kurs about the reason he didn't want Cherinita to take risks. There's also that Cherinita received the Assassin legacy from the Saluzzo Family, with which he was quite familiar.

Assassins from the Saluzzo Family often had some self-destructive tendencies, similar to those ninjas in Japanese legends, caring little about their own survival as long as they accomplished their task.

It's fortunate he had gained a little prudence and had Furin add a small surveillance gadget to the magic talisman given to Cherinita.

"She's already entered Rashid City. She seems ready to act against the Governor of Egypt, Adil, but for some reason she decided not to."

"It's good she gave up."

Losa let out a sigh of relief.

Killing Adil would actually be of little use, only possibly returning the former Governor of Egypt, Taqidin, to the forefront, or bringing Saladin personally. Adil's skills were remarkable, but he was not irreplaceable.

"I knew Nina couldn't be relied upon just for intel gathering without taking action on this trip. If she must act, then may she succeed in her strike, eliminating the enemy casters' wing while escaping unscathed."

For assassins, it's all about delivering a strike and swiftly retreating.

Cherinita's combat prowess was strong, with her Lone Wolf talent adding 30% to her attack power. A sudden assault might even threaten mages like Anna, who were halfway stepping into the Legendary Domain and were immensely powerful.

But if the enemy was forewarned, things wouldn't go down so easily.

These casters varied in power, with some high-level wizards dedicated to research. If unprepared, they might be killed by ordinary assassins using Demon-Blocking Gold in a hurry.

However, if they were warned and displayed their full capabilities, their destructiveness would be immeasurable.

"Nina wandered around the city and seemed to have discovered several targets she wanted to act upon, but ultimately held back, probably feeling like she only had one chance to strike and wanted to go for a big catch." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Furin whispered softly again.

"How quickly have the Saracens recruited so many capable casters?"

Losa shook his head, saying, "Once they know the strength of casters, they naturally spare no expense to recruit them. As far as I know, the mage consultant team that Saladin formed consumes massive financial and human resources. If Saladin loses Egypt, he won't have the capital to do this in the future."

Although Saladin prioritized Damascus, Egypt was undeniably his biggest source of financial tax revenue.

This battle was something neither side could afford to lose.

"I saw an acquaintance, sir!"

"Seems like it's that old man named Mayer, the caster who rode a dragon in our last battle!"

"Nina's taking action!"

Losa's heart leapt to his throat.

This Shemir was indeed someone who had stepped halfway into the Legendary threshold, a caster at the same level as Anna. Knowing quite a lot about them, among all the casters under Saladin's command, he could definitely count as one of the top enemies.

Cherinita choosing him was not surprising.

It's just...

"Oh no, Nina didn't succeed!"

"That Mayer summoned a Ghost Dragon and used some unknown divine artifact to enhance the Ghost Dragon's power. Nina now finds it difficult to escape!"

Furinjira's expression was very serious, suddenly opening her eyes and speaking.

Losa exchanged glances with her, his expression heavy, saying, "Prajna, help me armor up. We need to get over there quickly."

Rashid is the enemy's stronghold.

Once encircled, the enemy casters would definitely support, and if delayed long enough, Cherinita's situation would become perilous.

"Alright."

Jeanne threw away her wine bottle and took up her Holy Spear, saying, "The Ghost Dragon... truly has a concentrated aura of death."

"Furin, we will rely on you next."

Furinjira nodded slightly. With Cherinita in danger, she was also anxious, so she didn't hold back at all, her Blood Magic Power gushing out like waves, transforming into gargoyles with massive bodies and fierce looks.

Some were like hounds, some like lions, and some like griffins, all with a pair of large stone wings,

the ability to summon Stone Gargoyles,

The group boarded several gargoyles, soaring towards Rashid City.

...

Shemir was now dodging awkwardly.

He swore, these recent years

Although the Ghost Dragon was large, its flexibility was insufficient. If they were to chase in the open, no matter how fast Cherinita moved, it couldn't escape this colossal dragon's flight.

But