Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

As a result, we blindly charged in and took a bunch of casualties.

It was only thanks to the two buddies who desperately urged him to reconsider and bravely covered our retreat that we managed to withdraw with the majority of our troops.

We didn’t lose everyone there.

After that, Team Monroe encountered Team Elise, which had been ambushed but managed to retreat intact at some cost.

The two teams joined forces and tangled with their equally combined pursuers all the way.

It wasn’t until late last night that they temporarily evaded their pursuers.

However, Monroe didn’t need to go into detail, Link could roughly guess what had happened.

“You must still have pursuers behind you.”

After a moment’s thought, Link inquired tentatively, “What are the chances that the enemies discovered our group?”

An idea came to Link’s mind. He saw this as an opportunity and was planning to take them on.

But having never encountered them before, he didn’t know how their Reconnaissance Magic Tools were configured.

So he only had the option to ask Monroe, the one involved.

Everyone’s no fool.

We listen to logic.

Monroe immediately grasped what Link meant, excitedly claiming, “Not a big chance, almost zero.”

“Hmm…”

Link pondered for a moment and said, “Let’s consult with each of our teammates, see if we can set up an ambush, catch them offguard.” “That’s possible.”

Monroe made a fist with his right hand and slammed it into his left palm, his expression exuberant. He turned around to go discuss with his buddies.

Link led the two lines of troops that had entered the Mountain Basin in single file. They did not continue standing in conspicuous places but moved to the foothills with some cover.

Once they’ve settled a bit, Link opened his mouth to speak:

In my personal opinion, given the current situation, a clash with the Opposition camp is inevitable.

It’s better to make the first attack rather than standing so they can ambush us. While we have the advantage, we should engage in a good fight with the Opposition camp, accumulate experience, and test our abilities.

We don’t want to lose our footing in the future.”

Of course, that’s just the surface reason.

What’s the real reason?

It’s because of the whisper he heard before entering the basin.

On the way into the basin, Link had repeatedly confirmed it in his Hall of Mind.

That whisper did not belong to any language he knew, entirely alien.

He could understand the meaning purely because the “whisper” inherently had the extraordinary effect of “language comprehension”.

Link immediately guessed that the God Slayer in the tomb had awakened.

The confidence to stir things up greatly increased.

Buck, as usual, was the first to stand up and support his leader: “I agree!”

Then came support from the other four brothers.

Even the Social Phobia Trio mustered up the courage to speak loud and clear:

What the boss said is right, we fully support the boss.”

Jasmine stayed silent, merely standing even closer to Link, almost shoulder to shoulder.

Lanny was somewhat envious of the atmosphere within Team Link.

Unified and harmonious.

She was also familiar with the Social Phobia Trio.

The usually taciturn three, hadn’t been with that guy Link Grande for very long, but had already changed so much, even daring to speak loudly in front of many ’ people.

And moreover, without blushing, without embarrassment.

They were simply off the charts!

She glanced at the team members behind her who could never get their strengths together and felt inexplicably tired.

Her voice was even languid when she finally spoke: “I have no objection.”

Since Lanny Taylor agreed, the 10 people following her, whether they had differing thoughts or not, couldn’t really object.

Especially those 5 new members from other Apprentice Organizations.

Growing more and more silent.

They simply echoed the sentiments.

Link detected the weirdness in the atmosphere, but it wasn’t good to expose it.

He only secretly kept a watchful eye.

At this moment, Monroe had finished discussing with his buddies and waved to Link from afar.

Link signaled everyone to take this opportunity to rest a bit, then walked over.

“What did they say?”

Monroe asked anxiously.

“No problem, we can take them on.”

Link confirmed positively.

“Do you have any good ideas?”

Monroe remembered what Elise had told him about how under Link’s planning, a trap directly eliminated Tracey Lucia and six members of the “Pure Blood Will”. He wanted to hear Link’s plans.

“Do you have a magic tool that can hide multiple people?”

Link asked instead of answering.

“Yes.”

Monroe nodded.

“Well, that’s easy then.”

Link had a plan in mind, and said,

My teammates and I will hide near the river in advance.

If the pursuers do arrive, you guys put up a resistance at the entrance initially, then pretend to be defeated and lead the enemy inside. When you reach the river, scatter and flank them.

At that moment, we, as fresh troops, would make a frontal assault.”

As he spoke, Link also demonstrated the secondary Misty Rain Technique, using different thick and thin mists to show the layout, positioning, and routes.

Clear and understandable, easy to grasp at a glance.

“Alright, let’s do it this way.”

After giving it some serious thought, Monroe felt Link’s plan, although simple would be effective if strictly carried out. He immediately voiced his agreement.’

After a pause, Monroe proposed, “You guys are here to help. We can’t let you do all the work without any compensation. We should provide you with extra Rune Objects and Magic Tools.”

Of course, this is a more indirect way of putting it.

Link understood the implication.

Since the other party had given him face, he would accept it graciously.

“Sure.”

Link agreed, completely relaxed, without any embarrassment.

The South District New Bloods were generally poor anyway. They could hardly afford many Rune Objects, not to mention Magic Tools.

After that, Link offered advice, “If your supplies are ample, consider setting some traps.”