Seeing the day of the game approaching, Senrisgar was filled with a tense atmosphere from top to bottom.
It was originally thought that the competition between the two colleges would be a grand event to show off on the homeland, but who knew that there would be extra branches
After continuous consultation and negotiation by the supervisor, the two sides finally reached an agreement two days before the game - St. Pardes is still the defender, but St. Soviet will not increase the number of people, and the two sides will start a duel with the same number of people.
After getting the news, Raymond's face collapsed immediately, and he sat on Dilling's bed, only sighing for a long time without saying a word.
Kevin, who entered the door behind him, explained to the other two people in the room: "He is worrying about the battle plan." From the attacking side to the defending side, all the previously set plans are useless. Seeing that there was only one day left, Raymond was so anxious that his mouth froze.
Dilling comforted him and said, "Didn't you already count the spells everyone is good at? You just have to turn them around now and put them on the city wall as shields."
Raymond complained: "I prefer to plant the guys in Saint-Sauveur as meat shields in the soil."
Kevin said: "Wait until you learn to confine magic."
"Confinement magic?" Dilling looked at him curiously.
Kevin said, "Hasn't mentor Hydein mentioned it? A kind of magic that traps people like a rope, ah, he is a fire magician. This kind of magic can only be used by water, earth and wood."
Heidein didn't mention it not because he was a fire magician, but because he didn't think about teaching him magic at all.
Dilling was not happy. But he couldn't complain as recklessly as Raymond did. Long patience has made him accustomed to keeping his frustrations and depression in his heart. If there is anyone else who can make him unreserved, it is Susuo, but unfortunately he can't help much.
Raymond was still sighing.
Dilling was finally unable to see, and asked him to bring the map.
The map was obtained by Raymond from the supervisor, and there was only a part of the town's city wall on it.
In order to siege the city, Raymond drew the map in a circle, almost invisible. Seeing Di Lin frowning, he said embarrassedly, "It was originally going to be an intensive offensive."
Dilling pointed to the densely-packed upward arrows on the city wall, and wondered, "What does this mean?"
"Earth-type magic. With me, there are sixteen earth-type magic students in total, and we can pull up the city wall."
Dilling wondered, "Pull the city wall up?"
Raymond sighed: "It's a pity that I can't use it now."
"Isn't it what the city defenders should do to raise the city wall?" Dilling looked at him.
Raymond blinked, "I originally thought that when the other party was defending the city, the city wall suddenly became higher, it must be a surprise, right?"
Dilling poured cold water, "Then we'll find the ladder isn't long enough when we're climbing the wall."
Raymond blinked again, obviously not thinking of this.
"By the way, how high can you raise the city wall?"
"We tried it, and it's about five to eight centimeters." Raymond added, "It's absolutely smooth and won't show any irregular shapes. How do you think it's used to defend the city?"
Five to eight centimeters
Dilling compared with his fingers, then sighed and said, "I think the scare strategy just now is good. It can be used as a tripwire when they are charging." He moved his eyes to the curve in front of the city gate, "This is What is it?"
"Water attack." Raymond said, "I have discussed with Kevin, you can concentrate the water column to attack the city gate, and rush the gate open like hitting a log. Of course, it is useless now."
Dilling said: "How about attacking the enemy instead?"
"Of course there is no problem." Raymond gradually got a clue and began to point to the map with great interest.
Dilling thought as he listened, occasionally adding a few words of his own.
By the time the discussion was over, it was already two in the morning.
Both Soso and Kevin were lying on the opposite bed, and the quilt was held together by the two of them.
"Huh!" Raymond had a bottom line in his heart, and the gloomy clouds gathered on his forehead were finally washed away, and he said with a smile, "How about we continue tomorrow?"
Dilling got out of bed, patted Kevin awake, pulled the quilt back from his hands, and helped Soso cover it up.
Kevin rubbed his eyes and got out of bed, walked in front of Raymond, yawned and said, "Everything is discussed?"
Raymond jumped off the bed, slapped his legs and said, "We're still deploying manpower. You know, we usually follow our respective teachers in class. We don't know how much everyone's magic has been learned, and we have never cooperated, all of a sudden. To play such a big game, there are bound to be loopholes.” Speaking of which, he couldn’t help complaining, “I don’t know what Heidein was thinking. One moment he said he was going to attack, and the other moment he compromised and said defense. The few cooperations we practiced before were all wrong. It was used for offense, and it's useless now."
Dilling said: "Offense is actually defense."
Raymond blinked. He didn't learn anything tonight, he just learned a trick, and blinked when he didn't understand.
Sure enough, Dilling explained consciously: "If you hit the opponent and can't fight back, you don't need to defend."
Raymond smiled and said: "It makes sense. We will use magic to beat them without leaving a piece of armor!"
"But there is one thing you must remember." Dilling said solemnly, "It must be replaced by rotation. Otherwise, we will be dragged down by the other party."
Raymond had a deep understanding of the sturdiness of the students trained by Saint-Sauveur, and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I have the numbers."
The other tutors at St. Pardes finally arrived the day before the game.
Chai Fuang and Melina were on the list, and there was actually Tommy Cracklan.
Raymond stood in the welcoming queue and whispered to Di Lin, "Did he come here to film and paint?"
Dilling said: "Then I hope he only intends to paint landscapes."
Raymond said: "Actually, it's good to have a collective painting to commemorate it. It can be used to tell the juniors about our heroic appearance when we triumphed."
Dilling said, "Are you sure you can recognize yourself in the painting?"
Raymond said, "What I'm after is artistic conception."
In a few words, the dusty magisters had entered the hotel and were led down the room by the waiter.
Team disbanding is welcome.
Many people walked back and wondered in a low voice whether these mentors also came by bullock cart.
Raymond was about to continue discussing the battle plan, when he heard Hydein's unique voice calling behind them: "Dilling."
"Oh!" It was Raymond who was depressed.
Dilling patted his shoulder and turned to Heidein.
"Tomorrow exam, I want to take a quiz." Hydein closed the book in his hand.
"Quiz?" Although he had heard it many times from other classmates, it was the first time he heard it from his own tutor.
Hydein said: "If you fail, you will be exempted from the exam tomorrow, and you will fail directly."
"..." This threat, of course, also has no semicolon. "How to test?"
"Of course it's a magic test." Heidein stood up, threw the book into the space bag, and smiled meaningfully, "Or are you going to let me test your military strategy?"
Dilling, no matter how dull it was, could sense that he was not happy with his military interest. Regarding the matter of handing over the commander position to Raymond, although he has always reminded himself that he should not be too concerned, at such an age full of longing, it is difficult to give up completely.
He finally couldn't help but ask, "You don't want me to participate in the tactical arrangement of this city battle?"
"Why do you think that as a magister, I would like my students to demonstrate military expertise in the exam?" Hydein stared at him with his chest crossed.
Dilling suddenly understood what he meant and defended: "It doesn't take much time."
"There is no general who doesn't pay attention to his tactics on the battlefield." Heidein said, "And you are only my student now, and all you have to pay attention to is magic."
"A good magician must cooperate with tactics on the battlefield!"
Hydein sneered: "Excellent? It's mediocre. A truly great magician should rely on his own strength to change the situation of the battle, not by so-called tactics!"
Dilling said: "Through tactical cooperation, we can better exert our own strength."
"Relying too much on your comrades will only hinder your breakthrough in magic. The inertia of reliance will wear down your creativity and courage." Heidein raised his hand and squeezed his chin, his blue eyes facing his pupils, word by word Dunda said, "Remember! At any time, no matter if you are beyond your ability or not, don't doubt your ability. Always remember that as long as you want, you can do anything."