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"There's a karst landscape nearby, so it's possible that there are sprites hiding in underground caves and karst caves," reminded Babrina. This old lady was Angelina's grandmeisterin, so she knew a lot about this.

Locke had no idea what a karst landscape was. He looked at the three casters in bewilderment.

"That's true." Ashar put her finger to her lips and thought for a while. "Forget it. Even if there are sprites, there won't be many of them. Why don't we go deeper?"

"Alright." Babrina nodded. There were a total of five level-one magicians in this Sanctum invasion team. Shar usually did not manage much, but as the strongest among the five magicians, there was no doubt that she was the most powerful one.

Due to her seniority, Gera had given her the right to manage the team. However, she still had to take Ashar and Kayla's opinions into consideration.

The reason why Parlina valued Keira so much was not only because they were close friends, but also because she was the junior sister of the one in the Sanctum.

Faked Faceless, Joss, was a famous powerhouse in the Sanctum of the Three Western Isles. He was second only to Grandmeisterin Banam and was known by everyone.

He had once single-handedly slain two demigods from another plane. Even level-three casters at his level had to look up to him.

Kayla did not care about the Sanctum team's performance at all. She majored in light magic, but she was actually a kind person deep down.

Even during her experiments, she rarely risked the lives of her subjects. The most she would do was break their arms or legs.

Losing an arm or a leg was not a big deal. As long as their hearts were not taken out or their heads were chopped off, it would not be a problem for Kayla to keep them alive for half an hour with his highly proficient Light Element Magic.

Light Mages were one of the friendliest of the many magic professions.

He had the best impression of Angelina's mentor, Kayla, out of all the level-one casters.

Whether it was the temperamental Ashar or the unpredictable grandmaster Parlina, Locke felt like he was treading on thin ice when interacting with these important figures.

"How far is the next sprite city?" Parlina asked.

She'd gotten used to ordering Locke around these days, but she didn't expect the knight she'd brought back from Aomar to be so easy to use. Locke had arranged everything clearly in a battle that she wasn't familiar with.

As expected of the knights of the Hall of Knights. Compared to the spellcasters who preferred to study magic and knowledge in the laboratory, these knights were born to fight.

"I still need two more days." He used to be a Faustian platoon jarl who commanded less than a hundred people. Now, he was the commander-in-chief of nearly a thousand slaves, and he even had dozens of Lehrlings under him. The world was truly unpredictable.

Locke didn't show the slightest hint of complacency when he obtained this privilege. He still had to befriend Lehrlings, even if they were mid-rank Lehrlings.

Parlina, who had been observing him from the shadows, was very pleased with Locke's low profile. She was even more at ease in letting Locke deploy the team.

Ignoring Locke, Parlina turned to Ashar and Kayla and asked, "Grandmeisterin wants us to meet up with her in the central part of the warzone in half a month. Do we have enough time?"

Shar didn't say anything. She was holding a small piece of soft green crystal and observing something. Instead, it was the silver-haired Kayla in a white robe who took over.

"It should be fine, right? Grandmeisterin has taken care of the stronger ones along the way. All we need to do is push our way through, "said Kayla, flicking her silvery hair.

Kayla had always been proud of her beautiful silver hair, but not many people in the Sanctum knew how to appreciate it.

Locke, who was standing in a corner, glanced at Kayla's silver hair and lowered his head, pretending to be thinking about something.

Locke's hair was grey. It wasn't pure grey, but a mixture of black and white. Half of his hair was black and the other half was white, indicating that he was a commoner.

Only commoners had black and white hair colors.

Kayla, on the other hand, had silver hair, which was more beautiful and supple than white.

This light-elemental magus loved everything that was bright white.

Unlike Kayla, Ashar had long, jet-black hair.

Locke turned his head and sneaked a glance at Ashar, who was playing with the animated essence. Although Locke was a little annoyed by her fickle personality, he was still very grateful to her. She was powerful and treated him well, but he was also very grateful to her.

The main reason why he was stronger than most high-rank Knechts was because of the wind-type energy crystals that Ashar provided him.

Although strictly speaking, those wind energy crystals were exchanged with crystals of other elements from Ashar, he was still grateful to her. He would always remember her kindness in his heart.

He wasn't sure if it was due to the influence of Ashar's various strange experiments, but Locke was actually able to calmly give Ashar a score for her attractiveness despite the fact that she seemed reclusive and terrifying to outsiders.

If only her personality was half as gentle as Kayla's. Locke's thoughts drifted further and further away.

Locke's thoughts drifted further and further away, to the point that when he came back to his senses, he reflected on what he was thinking and shivered.

He glanced at the three casters who were still in discussion and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that no one noticed his absent-mindedness.

While he was secretly rejoicing, Ashar, who had been playing with the animated essence without saying a word, glanced at Locke meaningfully. As someone who studied occultism, she would be able to sense when someone mentioned her name or thought of her in their heart.

The closer they were, the stronger the sensation.

Although she didn't know what Locke was thinking about, she could tell that it wasn't malicious. If she wanted to know more, she would have to cast spells or use tools.

"Grandmaster Jiela has led seven level-two casters to the centre of the 17th battle zone. They've attracted most of the activated sprites' attention. We, the lower-ranked corps, have to join them as soon as possible," Parlina concluded.

"Make the arrangements. We must take down the city in two days."

"Yes, ma 'am!" Locke replied and left to pass on the order.

Tens of thousands of slave creatures and nearly a thousand casters in the 17th battle zone were divided into dozens of groups under the command of the level-three Master Caster Jiela. The goal was to quickly dismantle the activated sprite resistance and increase the power of capturing the lower-ranked sprites.

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