"Da----da----da----"
Blood dripped down the sunken bridge of his nose and onto the wooden board.
The wolf head badge was slowly pulled away, and the sharp edges caught the flesh and blood.
Arwen stood up, picked up the corner of the cloak with his left hand, wiped the wolf head badge on his right hand clean, and put it into the inner bag.
Once Cevahir died, all the culprits who attacked Kyle Mohan were dead.
The fog invaded the car through the gap in the curtain, and Arwen's body twisted and disappeared.
[Illusory Mist Invisibility].
Get out of the carriage.
The night was filled with heavy fog, screams and panicked hoofbeats continued one after another, creating a gloomy and eerie atmosphere.
The twenty Grafiakan knights guarding the Marquis's carriage had all fallen to the ground, lifeless.
He killed many of them.
Otherwise, the demon controlled by Atamont resentment would not be able to kill here so easily.
After all, not every golem is made by a demon hunter.
Arwen patrolled the surroundings, relying on the effect of the [Cat] potion: he could clearly see several red figures moving quickly through the Grafiakan camp.
The remaining Grafiakan knights huddled together and barely resisted the attack of the golem.
As for the knights' retinue, they were not so lucky.
Every attack was accompanied by screams and killing.
Dismembered bodies mixed with blood were scattered everywhere.
After seeing their companions fall one by one, the fear of death overwhelmed their inner defenses, and they fled in all directions like headless flies, becoming the dead souls under the palm of the golem.
In such a panic situation, Arwen looked calm, as if he had expected it.
When I first learned about the relationship between Atamont and Cevahir from Holt, I was already on guard.
Before the plan started, Ms. Freyja was always paying attention to the knights of Marquis Upper March.
And he and Holt were lurking on the only way to Crow Ridge from the royal jurisdiction.
Relying on the powerful tracking ability of the witcher, the two successfully found the path forward for Grafiakan Order of Knights.
It is a knightly group of about 800 people.
This number is very important in this world, and can already attack most independent city-states.
But it is different from the imagined knights.
A person who can truly be called a knight is a person who walks at the front of the team and is equipped with a war horse and sophisticated standard plate armor.
Maximum of two hundred people.
The others are foot knights, composed of well-trained spearmen or crossbowmen.
The moisture is actually quite large.
But if all the knights are to be composed according to the configuration of the first two hundred people, and the knights are composed of genuine knights from Bashi Department Store, they can be regarded as the main force in the entire Kingdom of Kaedwen.
After Arwen complained a little in his heart, he still found something interesting behind Grafiakan Order of Knights's team.
It is a team of eighty people.
The plate armor they wore was only slightly worse than that of the cavalry, and their steps were very stiff. Every step they took left deep footprints on the mud.
The death energy lingered around them, and each one of them was as strong as a demon spirit.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, the wolf head badges on their chests still vibrated violently.
Golems transformed from human soldiers.
With this discovery, Arwen slightly modified his plan.
Atamont, as the dean of the magic academy, has a very arrogant personality.
Except for the time when I went to see Cevahir, I devoted myself to research all day long.
Over the years, he has brought on a few students as his assistants.
This is information obtained from Ms. Freyja.
But with the appearance of one more wizard, there will always be more risks.
So Arwen asked Holt, who had inconvenient legs and feet, to go to Ard Carraigh in the royal jurisdiction, which is the royal capital of Kaedwen 0
With his appearance in the Royal Capital Court, he successfully distracted part of Atamont's attention and sent his assistant to follow up.
And Atamont relied on the demon hunter golem and the greed to exclusively enjoy the inheritance of Alzur, so he came alone.
Next, take advantage of the foggy weather and Dimeritium to ambush Atamont.
Arwen took the opportunity to escape and used [Illusory Mist Invisibility] to lurk behind Grafiakan Order of Knights.
He wants to erase the mental restrictions on these demons, release the resentment within them, and cause chaos.
I just didn't expect that as soon as I arrived, these golems went berserk because of Atamont's death resentment.
Arwen raised his right hand, turned his palm over, and a ring appeared in his hand.
The ring is made of bronze and inlaid with pale silver chalcedony.
Upon perception, the ring contains extremely solid magic power, which is solidified like a silver-white gem.
Around this silver magic power, there are countless tiny magic threads wrapped around it, extending out to the surrounding like a spider web.
The ultimate destination of these threads is the rampaging demon statues.
Sure enough, this ring has the function of controlling the golem.
When fighting Atamont, he discovered something unusual.
In addition to the staff in the former's right hand, the ring on his left hand is also constantly outputting magic power.
Both magic props have the same function, to control the golem.
Lurking Vesemir also discovered this.
After cutting off Atamont's left hand, he naturally kicked the severed arm into the fog with his feet.
Arwen took advantage of this opportunity to follow up decisively in the fog and pocketed the severed arm.
And this effect was not what he was most looking forward to.
His eyes were slightly lowered, and his mental energy was focused on the silver chalcedony on the bronze ring.
This substance was introduced in "Common Low-Level Magic of the Four Elements" given to him by Tissaia.
Magic power flows all the time in the world, and only a few magic minerals have the magic power that is solidified.
This includes this silver chalcedony, Space Jade.
After being refined into magic props, it has the function of storing props, which is extremely rare.
Even those wizards who have been famous for a long time rarely have this kind of treasure.
But after the wizard learned the portal, the role of Space Chalcedony was relatively small.
After all, which Chapter of Wizards doesn't have a magic tower of its own?
Only golem masters like Atamont, who want to quickly release their own golems anytime and anywhere, have this need.
The mental power sank into it, and the increase in [Dual Souls] and [Hellhound Mutagen] successfully erased the mental imprint of Atamont.
Suspended in the void space were several parchment books, a silver box, and a spare set of purple wizard robes.
The spirit swept across the cover of the parchment.
"Experiment Records", "Alzur Magic Research", "Witcher Anatomy", "Practical Record of Automatic Control of Human Golem".
As soon as I thought about it, the silver light of the ring flashed.
"Practice Record of Automated Control of Human Golem" appeared in my hand.
Arwen didn't look carefully, and there wasn't much time left for him.
Fortunately, Atamont is a person with a very rigorous academic style and has prepared the table of contents for this book.
His fingers turned into afterimages on the thick parchment and turned to the page about controlling the golem.
There are only a few lines, concise and to the point.
Just use your mental power to send a signal through the magic thread of the ring.
Arwen's mental power was directed toward the nearest demon.
"Hoo!"
Under the rapid sound of wind, a demon statue quickly rushed out of the fog and came to Arwen.
The breastplate with the Grafiakan coat of arms was covered with bloodstains, with throbbing blood clots remaining.
After giving an order, the Golem walked into the carriage and punched out, blowing Cevahir's face open and blood splattered everywhere in the carriage.
Then use the space to collect the corpse of the dead golem on the ground.
No matter who comes, they can only see that Cevahir was killed by the golem with one punch.
It's really useful."
Arwen took back the "Practice Record of Automated Control of the Human Golem", held the ring tightly in his right hand, and sighed in his heart.
At the same time, his ears twitched and he heard a faint roar.
"Shield soldiers! Hold the line quickly!"
Arwen looked in that direction, the cat's eyes were silent.
Atamont, you gave me such a great gift, so let your golem add another fire."