Listening to the compliments of several guards, the caster accepted it without any humility, "The so-called battles and wars are just means to achieve one's own [purpose]."

"Recognize what you [want], understand what the enemy [needs], and then attack the enemy's hidden areas and weak areas."

"A mage is not a barbarian who can only wield a sword, nor is he a gutter rat who painstakingly studies conspiracy. If a mage needs to fight, then his essence is the same as a general. He can gain combat, strategic, and even war advantages to attack his opponents.

Weakness, ultimately crushing the opponent and defeating the opponent.”

"This is the mage's [strategic thinking]."

Reciting the contents of the textbook he once attended at the Wiana Magic Military Academy, the caster walked towards Mo Cheng step by step. He had already seen that the black priest's hands and feet had begun to show cracks, which were [pain-ridden]

Proof of passing the judgment.

"You used your words to pretend to let us relax our vigilance and get a chance to get closer to me, which shows that you are not sure of defeating a mage in a head-on battle."

"Your melee combat skills are better than your holy light. I even doubt whether you are a paladin wearing the wrong priest uniform. But your behavior also exposed your weakness. You know nothing about mages."

"You may think that a mage is at a disadvantage once he is approached, but the warning that mages should avoid being approached has been circulating for a long time. How could we not study what kind of posture we should adopt when it is really unavoidable to avoid being approached?

response."

"Kill the patrol officer, five points. Deception, five points. Get close to a mage, five points. Total score: fifteen points."

Using a cane to lift Mo Cheng's drooped head, the caster's voice sounded like an examiner's judgment, "If you are lucky enough to be admitted to the strategy class at Wiana Magic Military Academy, then your score will only be fifteen points at most, failing.

"

Mo Cheng's body suddenly exploded with countless wounds, blood splattered from them, and [Pain-ridden] exploded completely, causing his life breath to quickly dissipate like a flood.

"0 marks!"

However, Mo Cheng, who should not have continued to speak, actually spit out clear words from his mouth, "In the strategy class exam, you can only get 0 points, and you will be expelled!"

"How is it possible?!" The caster couldn't believe it. The judgment of [Pain-ridden] was successful, and it was impossible for Mo Cheng to survive.

But the thing was so impossible. Not only did Mo Cheng survive, but the blood that was spilled was like a wanderer returning home, floating up from the soil and the rock wall against gravity, and rushing towards Mo Cheng's wound.

.

The blood returned, and the breath of the deep sea washed over Mo Cheng from head to toe like a bath, and all wounds healed immediately.

At this time, the caster saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes with erect pupils that gave people an invisible pressure. In those eyes, the caster seemed to see a huge creature imprisoned in a volcano in the deep sea.

middle.

"you……"

"As a mage, if you can't determine the opponent's death, you won't be able to get close to him without protection." Mo Cheng's words interrupted the caster's questions, and Mo Cheng's fist exploded the caster's head and life together, "Strategy class, zero

Points, expulsion from school!"

[Ding, get the achievement: I can fight back!]

【Get 1 skill point.】

Ignoring the notification from the system, Mo Cheng did not let go of the three guards who had not yet reacted. The three guards who had never reacted this time fell into eternal darkness before they could react.

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After ensuring that all the enemies were dead, the holy light in Mo Cheng's hand lit up, and the pure light destroyed the cell structure of the corpse, turning it into sand and blending into the earth.

As for the remaining items, Mo Cheng simply searched for the presence of coins. Those bows, arrows and weapons all had the coat of arms of the Joestar family. They were obviously items privately made by the Joestar family themselves.

Mo Cheng broke the bow and arrows and weapons, broke the wand, tore the mage's robe into strips of cloth, and even took the Night Owl ring out of the cave and threw it in all directions.

The weapon has the crest of the Joestar family, and the mage's robe and wand are of average quality, and they are trash that takes up space even if they are worn on the body. The Night Owl ring is a good thing, but Mo Cheng has no use for it, and it is also very

It is difficult to find a way to sell stolen goods.

Regular magic supplies stores will not recycle it, but recycling it on the black market is easy to lower the price and get targeted. It is better to just throw it away, so as not to worry about Viscount Joestar's people finding you through clues.

Throwing the Night Owl ring away with force, Mo Cheng also smiled and said: "Who doesn't know that after a low-level mage who has not moved is approached, the habitual reaction is to control and kill by force. The formation time is short, the lethality is strong, and the mana consumption is

It’s high, basically if you get close to it, you have to use up all the blue bars to get another one.”

When he was in [Foreign Land], Mo Cheng, who focused on brushing maps and arena pvp, had long understood the subconscious reactions of low-level mages. He used words to deceive the opponent into getting closer and then launched an attack brazenly, deceiving the opponent's control skills.

Then eat a high-damage spell to trigger the critical point of the Kraken's shell and release the control.

And because of the strong physique given by the dragon blood, and the blood of the berserker, which is spring-like, the more serious the injury, the stronger the rebound and recovery. This will directly exhaust the caster's blue bar, and cloth armor professions without blue are better than those few

The guards are even more fragile.

"You guessed my reaction, but didn't know that I knew. If you guessed my reaction, you probably failed the mage strategy class."

Mo Cheng, a high-scoring mage strategy class player, has encountered them before and is clearly aware of how difficult they are. But for this spell caster, Mo Cheng dares to say that this guy's mage strategy class score does not exceed thirty points.

After disposing of the corpse and other symbolic items, Mo Cheng also found a burlap package. This kind of package should not be carried by a person with the status of a spell caster, and should not be carried by a pursuer.

Insignificant things.

Unwrapping the package, there were some changes of clothes stuffed haphazardly inside, but they had already been stained by the blood that soaked through the package. A tightly tied and bulging money bag, and a booklet with a hard paper cover.

And...a human head with wide eyes.

The head was not surprising. Mo Cheng picked up the head and looked at it carefully. From the appearance, there were many similarities with the white-haired little girl in the cave. They were undoubtedly blood relatives. Combined with the force of the group sent by Viscount Joestar, it was certain that

That the little girl was able to live for so long was probably the result of this man giving his life to fight for the little girl's survival.

"He's a man."

Gently helping the other person close his eyes, Mo Cheng took a moment to dig a deep hole and bury the head in it.
Chapter completed!