Preparing for Battle

Upon hearing Sordil's words, Igneel dropped the wine barrel in his hand with a thud. He slowly turned his head, staring at Sordil in disbelief, and then exclaimed loudly, "We're all learning Space Magic together, and manipulating Teleportation Array?"

"Yes! All of you must learn Space Magic and how to manipulate Teleportation Array, otherwise, we will not be able to guarantee that we can provide support to various places at any time!"

Thinking of the unfinished wine and unsatisfied delicacies in his cave, Igneel felt that if he wasted his precious time learning Space Magic, his precious creatures in the cave would weep. However, he didn't have the courage to publicly refuse Sordil; after all, offending his owner would have dire consequences. So, he could only say tactfully, "Brother Sordil, you should know that not everyone has the talent for Space Magic. Instead of wasting your energy on us, why not select some people with Space Magic talent to train?"

Metalicana, a longtime rival of Igneel, unusually agreed with Igneel's words.

"Brother Sordil, although Igneel has never truly understood life, he did say something insightful this time. Everyone has their own unique talents. Just as Igneel excels in fire magic and I excel in iron magic, not everyone can control so much power as freely as you do. Therefore, it's impossible for everyone to learn Space Magic!"

Sordil patted Metalicana and Igneel on the shoulder and said, "Of course I understand your concerns, brothers! But the situation is urgent right now, and we don't have time to carefully select talents skilled in Space Magic. So we can only cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible, and then select the best ones to further teach them about Teleportation Array."

"Cast a wide net, catch more fish? Brother Sordil, do you mean you're planning to find others besides us to learn Space Magic with?"

Sordil gave Yelibell a thumbs-up and said, "That's right. In addition to all of you, I also need to select those who have already mastered magic from the Western Border Army to learn Space Magic together, so as to ensure that we have enough manpower to operate the Teleportation Array when the war starts!"

"But, teacher, if we transfer so many people away from the Western Border Army at once, Cuiyi'aorshu will definitely notice. What should we do then?"

"That's easy! All I have to do is write a letter with Irene, saying that we're going to transfer the Western Border Army to the front lines to fight against the Western Continent Dragon Clan! Oh, right! Irene, you need to arrange accommodation and meals in advance, otherwise, even if I bring them here, there'll be nowhere to teach them magic."

"Don't worry about that, I'll have the Prime Minister arrange it later!"

After resolving issues related to students, dormitories, food, and teachers, the Special Training Program for Resisting the Dragon Clan's Space Magic of the Western Continent (hereinafter referred to as the Anti-Dragon Class) was officially established. At this moment, Sordil suddenly remembered another important issue and hurriedly said to Irene, "That's right, Irene! Immediately send someone to contact the various secret realms and participating kingdoms, and have them send their troops to the capital for deployment!"

"Okay! I understand, I'll make the arrangements!"

After resolving the two major issues of transport personnel and combat troops, Sordil turned to look at Igneel and the others.

"Does anyone have any further questions? If so, please ask. If not, I'm heading to the Western Border Army to fetch them!"

Everyone standing in the courtyard shook their heads in unison, indicating that they had no questions. Just as Sordil was about to set off for the Western Border Army, Anna's tambourine suddenly stopped, and she shouted, "Teacher, wait!"

Sordil quickly stopped what he was doing and asked in confusion, "Anna, is there something you're wondering about?"

Anna nodded, then pointed to the group of prisoners lying haphazardly on the ground and said, "Teacher, you haven't said what to do with these people yet."

"Oh dear! We were so busy discussing the big battle a few days from now that we forgot about them! Here's what we'll do: Irene, you keep them under guard. These people will be useful in the future."

"I understand! Be careful on your way!"

Sordil smiled slightly at Irene and Grandiere, then disappeared into the silvery-white light.

Western Continent, Dragon Clan Secret Realm: Artek Carl

"Goodpes, your subordinate has been gone for so long and hasn't returned. Could he have betrayed you?"

Hearing his old friend's words, a mocking smile appeared on Goodpes's lips, and then he said confidently, "Kelsu, don't worry! That guy won't go anywhere before he kills me!"

Just as Kelsu was about to retort to Goodpes, a giant dragon rushed to the entrance of the cave where Goodpes was, panting, and said, "Lord Goodpes... Chief Glaide has... returned, and is currently... receiving... treatment down the mountain!"

"Hmm? Receiving treatment?"

"Yes! Chief Glaide is seriously injured and is currently receiving treatment from Mondel at the foot of the mountain!"

"Okay! I understand, you can go now!"

"Yes!"

After the messenger left the cave, Kelsu said, "Goodpes, don't you think there's something strange about the way your subordinate was injured?"

"Isn't that strange? I'll go down and ask around later and I'll find out!"

"Okay! I'll wait for your news here!"

"Dr. Mondel, will my master be alright?"

The gray dragon, who was casting a spell, glanced at Glaide lying on the ground and then said to Hit, "Lord Hit, rest assured, although Lord Glaide is injured all over, none of these wounds are fatal, so he is not in any danger."

Hearing that the leader was out of danger, Hit finally felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. However, looking at the still unconscious Glaide, Hit was still somewhat uneasy, so he asked, "Since the leader wasn't fatally wounded, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Although Lord Glaide did not suffer a fatal injury, he did not receive proper care along the way. His wounds became festering and oozing pus, which led to fever and coma. Moreover, before receiving treatment, Glaide lost a lot of blood, which left his body in an extremely weak state. So even if I help him heal his wounds now, he will not wake up for a while."

"Oh, I see!"

The two had just finished discussing Glaide's physical condition when a dark figure descended from the sky. Upon recognizing the newcomer, Hit and Mondel hurriedly ran out to greet him.

"Your subordinate Hit / Mondel, greets Lord Goodpes!"

"Get up, all of you!"

"Yes!"

After the two stood up, Goodpes asked, "Mondel, how is Glaide's health?"

"Reporting to Lord Goodpes, Chief Glaide is not in mortal danger, but he will be unconscious for some time."

Upon hearing this, Goodpes frowned sharply, then said in a calm tone, "Isn't there any way to wake Glaide up immediately?"

"Reporting to Lord Goodpes, Chief Glaide fell into a coma because of excessive blood loss, which weakened his body. In addition, his wounds became festering and oozing pus, causing a fever. Therefore, we cannot use magic to calm him down and can only wait for him to wake up naturally."

"In that case, notify me immediately once Glaide wakes up!"

"Yes!"

After giving his instructions to Mondel, Goodpes left the foot of the mountain and flew towards his cave.