Chapter 65: Advancing by Retreating
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Angry axes furiously chopped at the scorched tree trunk.
Wood chips flew, and branches trembled.
Hall, still perched on the tree, was pale as he glanced down at the enraged gnolls, muttering through clenched teeth:
"You won't catch me!"
Just then, the tree shook violently. The massive trunk began to tilt, slowly collapsing.
Seeing the snarling gnolls drawing closer, Hall prepared to lift his dagger to his throat for a quick end.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound pierced the air, accompanied by a shrill screech. Hall instinctively looked up just in time to see a twisted ray of energy slam into his chest.
"What the—"
Boom! The thick trunk crashed to the ground, snapping delicate branches instantly.
The gnolls swarmed in, but to their confusion, Hall was nowhere to be found.
Yet, they could still smell him—he was nearby!
Meanwhile, Yaya silently circled overhead, sneaking back to her previous position.
Confirming that his "capable" subordinate Hall was safe for now, Matthew quickly made up his mind and turned to Angela:
"A large number of gnolls are approaching. Have the soldiers retreat to the lumberyard. We'll fortify our defenses there."
"We need to gather all our forces..."
As he spoke, Matthew took out a communication scroll, briefly explained the situation, and then tore it open, releasing the spell.
Any spell scroll wasn't cheap.
Although Communication was only a 1st-circle spell, its complex spell model made it rare as a scroll, and this one had cost Matthew 100 gold coins.
But with the urgency of the situation, Matthew would have gladly spent 1,000 gold if necessary.
However, as the azure glow of the spell faded, a thought suddenly crossed Matthew's mind:
"Wait, I don't think the Arcane Communicator has been invented yet!"
Matthew vividly remembered that the magical "Arcane Phone," called the Arcane Communicator, was originally created by a player and an arcanist.
That arcanist quickly amassed a fortune through the product, later becoming a grand arcanist!
Countless players, spellcasters, and adventurers alike couldn't resist buying these incredibly convenient devices.
That grand arcanist had earned the nickname "Master of Communication" from many players!
Matthew, too, had produced and sold Arcane Communicators to earn gold coins and was quite familiar with their production process and updates.
"Looks like I should jot down the information and techniques in my head. They might come in handy someday..."
The soldiers, without hesitation, quickly formed ranks and began retreating back toward the lumberyard.
The recently subdued kobolds were initially confused,
But under the urging and whipping of the stronger kobolds, they quickly fell in line.
They obediently abandoned their junk and gathered up the kobold eggs Matthew had instructed them to carry, retreating together.
However, the gnolls were fast. Upon noticing the retreat, they howled and chased after them.
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Sorcery Monarch
Science FictionCrossing into Netheril, becoming a small lord. Nurturing a Time Whelp, developing arcane magic, and transforming technology. Absorbing populations from various races such as humans, dwarves, elves, halflings, drow, tieflings, and the magicborn, to...