Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1405 - 401: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure_2

Chapter 1405: Chapter 401: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure_2

Moer didn’t actually covet the position of squad leader; she simply thought that Richard should have first shown her some courtesy.

Old Liu believed that since Fecund Greenery was currently preparing to establish a sacrificial group, and since Moer came from the Beamon sacrificial order, it wasn’t quite suitable for her to join the ranks of Mages. Hence, it was better to reserve her place within the sacrificial group. Moer was quickly persuaded, but since Avril was not a sacrificial member, this led to a conflict.

However, after sitting in on one of Beckham’s magic teaching sessions two days ago, all of Avril’s dissatisfaction and pride disappeared instantly.

"What does it mean to be a formal Mage? A formal Mage is, on the battlefield, a Mage who can make rational use of tactics to inflict maximum damage! We must be noticeably different from those street Mages, Wandering Mages, and mercenary Mages! We are always facing opponents surging like a pack of wolves; we should have our own pride, only facing a small number of enemies is the greatest insult to a formal Mage!"

"The collective use of Mages is even more a science, an art, and a culture!"

"Fecund Greenery currently has two hundred and forty-two Mages. Let’s assume, if our opponents attack in batches of a hundred at a time, what would happen if all two hundred and forty-two Mages opened fire chaotically? Without a doubt, they would annihilate the enemy! However, how wasteful of magic power is such redundant, overlapping attacks?"

"On the battlefield, the most important thing for a Mage isn’t individual combat power, as Sub-Saints and Saints are extremely rare! As an ordinary Mage, the first thing you need to do is to adjust your mentality properly, grasp the sense of hierarchy, cooperate with your partners, and make rational use of every bit of magic power in order to truly cause carpet-like damage! This is what you must learn next, the techniques of Mage squad formation and positioning, combat formations, and the respective responsibilities of each role!"

"Remember our name, once we step onto the battlefield, we are the gods of war!" The handsome squad leader’s words commanded absolute respect from every Fecund Greenery Mage, and those troublemakers from the past two days had all been defeated by the squad leader in one-on-one challenges. Out of admiration for strength, every Mage knew how they should behave.

It’s worth mentioning that Otigha seemed particularly afraid of his senior brother, for Beckham often severely scolded him, and Liu was shocked to see the usually respectful and polite Beckham fiercely kick Otigha, who exaggeratedly fell to the ground.

These past days, Guoguo, dressed like a Gestapo, would always bring a small stool on time, and sit beside Dragon Witch Queen Axianu with utmost deference to listen to Beckham’s teaching courses. This was Old Liu’s silent punishment for the little offender.

Often Guoguo, after not listening for a while, would sneak a look around to see if Old Liu was paying attention, and if not, immediately stuff snacks from her pouch into her mouth and also into Axianu’s.

Axianu was wearing a snow-white gauze dress today, looking both smart and well-behaved. Every time Guoguo fed her, she would mechanically open her mouth.

A little parrot was watching them disdainfully from the side, and Liu was also watching them disdainfully from a distance.

"Richard, why does this Dragon Witch still maintain the appearance of Frosty Pichu?" Golinny quietly approached Liu and whispered in his ear.

"Probably embarrassed! After all, there are several members of the Dragon Clan in Fecund Greenery." Liu sneered: "It doesn’t matter now, we’re not in the Dragon Clan’s graveyard, there isn’t that abundant Undead Dragon breath, her strength has greatly declined just relying on the Black Stygian space, I know she must be harboring some scheming plan to settle a score with me and Guoguo, just wait and see if she has the ability!"

"Richard, if she does cause trouble for you in the future and results in some terrible consequences, what will you do?" Fei Wenli asked quite abruptly: "You wouldn’t kill her, would you?"

The reason it was abrupt was that many people, upon hearing Fei Wenli say this, began to look at her strangely.

"Niece, you don’t happen to share the same thoughts as Axianu, do you?" Liu was stunned for a moment and suddenly blurted out this phrase, which made Fei Wenli blush with embarrassment, and she puckered her lips and coyly snuggled against Liu’s shoulder, irritated, making Moer on the side purse her lips heavily.

"Based on her pride, this matter is indeed not over." Ibrahim smacked his lips, with a look of a seasoned old-timer.

Liu’s father-in-law and mother-in-law had just arrived in Fecund Greenery this morning, specifically to retrieve the Black Dragon’s bones.

After rushing over flamboyantly, Ibrahim didn’t say a word and immediately snatched an iron stick, chasing his good son-in-law around the Red Earth Highland several times. The situation at that time made many think that even if he didn’t slaughter the Overlord, he would at least break a leg. A group of newly joined elderly pandas, enraged, picked up huge iron chains and kegs ready to go after Ibrahim, only to find that both father-in-law and son-in-law, after a short while, were again arm in arm, smirking and toasting at the table.

And just like that, the matter was settled.

"Lately, I’ve been thinking about why Axianu cried for two days and two nights in the Dragon’s Graveyard, and then the Mysterious Domain just vanished! Old man, do you think, could it be that Axianu was always bluffing me, that the Mysterious Domain actually couldn’t last for a century? Could it have dissipated automatically?" Liu looked at his father-in-law and then at his mother-in-law.

"The Dragon’s Graveyard is the Dragon Clan’s forbidden land. As for the Undead Giant Dragons, if I want to figure out the real situation, unless it’s before I’m on my deathbed and enter the Dragon’s Graveyard, only then would I know." Ibrahim spread his hands and took a big puff from his cigar, tilting his head.