167 Rare Opportunity

James led the cavalry in pursuit of the wild beasts. Elsa’s music stopped abruptly. Her body tilted and she fell to the snow.

“Miss Elsa!”

“Elsa!”

Ivan rushed over like a gust of wind. “Forbidden Spellcaster! Life Forbidden Spell!”

“No, use—”

Stacy, who was close by, helped Elsa up. She waved her hand. Before Fang Ping could put down his cane, Ivan had already rushed in front of her.

“It’s not a heavy burden this time. I can do it.”

“You’re only at the Epic rank. It’s too difficult for you to use your special characteristics. As long as you’re fine, drink the healing potion first.”

Elsa raised her hand and pointed at Ivan’s chest. “Drink first.”

Fang Ping put down his cane, canceled his summoning of the Boiling Blood Trolls and Rabbit-man Hunter, and looked at them.

As an Epic-ranked student, Elsa was indeed worthy of being called the Silver Heron Twins alongside Ivan.

The price of this characteristic seemed to be quite high. In comparison, his own characteristics is better. Other than costing money, there were no shortcomings.

And costing money was not its weakness, but his.

“Fang Ping.”

Hearing Elsa call him, Fang Ping quickly picked up his cane. “I’m here. What’s wrong?”

Should he use a Life Forbidden Spell or a healing spell?

Elsa pointed at the dark cave behind her. “Go and see if the bats are following us.”

So he was sent to be a scout again.

Ivan pointed ahead. “Fang Ping’s team, clean up the battlefield. Forbidden Spellcasters, help the wounded.”

Then, he drank a bottle of potion.

Fang Ping asked for a torch from Tie Tou, who was in front of him. He held the torch and ran into the cave. He stared at the ceiling and pricked up his ears, hoping that the bats would not come.

Tap, tap, tap.

Geji, Geji

Soon, Fang Ping saw the horse carriage in front of him, moving forward slowly. Nothing happened.

He quickly used the special characteristic to the far end of the cave.

No feedback.

It was a good thing that the bats did not follow.

Fang Ping heaved a sigh of relief. He stood at the side of the cave, waiting for the carriage to arrive.

The vice-captain sat outside the carriage. Fang Ping exchanged glances with him. He did not seem to have the strength to shout. He just waited for the carriage to slowly approach.

When he got close, he pointed to the seat beside the carriage, indicating for Fang Ping to sit on it.

“You look familiar.”

Fang Ping sat at the side. “I just used Purification on you.”

He nodded and asked, “What’s the situation ahead?”

“We’ve won. The beasts have retreated and are cleaning up the battlefield.”

“Alright, alright, alright!” He paused for a moment. “Then… what about the casualties?”

Fang Ping shook his head. “I don’t know. It’s probably not optimistic.”

Fang Ping recalled the situation on the battlefield. Ivan was battling a huge hunting dog. Two Chimeras were entangled above his head, and James was nowhere to be seen. Fang Ping did not think that a Class 3 beast could stop him.

“There are at least two Legendary-grade beasts. One is a Class 4 Epic-ranked beast, and the other is a Class 3 and Class 2 beast. There are countless of them.”

He glanced at Fang Ping and smiled. “In the end, we still won.”

“Yep.”

Fang Ping lifted a corner of the carriage’s curtain. The two people inside were still lying quietly. This vice-captain seemed to be in the most serious state just now, but in the end, he recovered the fastest.

Now that there was nothing else to do, Fang Ping lay down and looked at the pitch-black ceiling. His eyelids slowly closed.

“Why did you choose to become a Forbidden Spellcaster?”

Fang Ping closed his eyes. The journey was too tiring. It was a rare opportunity for him to rest for a while. He closed his eyes and mumbled, “I’m here to study. They say that those who study are usually Forbidden Spell Masters.”

“Students? I’ve never seen anyone like you. From the five great Chambers of Commerce?”

“Black Tiger Gang, Black Star.”

“Black Star, I heard that he ate more than a hundred Awakening Stones but still failed to awaken. He’s going to eat the Black Tiger Gang until they’re poor.”

After a long while, Fang Ping answered, “He’s awakened now.”

“Are you tired?”

“You’ve only been on the road for a day and you can’t do it anymore?”

Fang Ping did not really want to talk to him. ‘Didn’t you just recover from a serious illness? Why are you talking so much?’

“Sigh, the path of a Forbidden Spellcaster is the most difficult. If you choose to become a Forbidden Spellcaster, it will be very difficult for you to become a high-grade Professional. If you want to go further, you shouldn’t learn healing spells and Purification…”

“Perhaps I shouldn’t have become a Forbidden Spell Master back then. Healing spells can only save a few people. There are still tens of millions of people waiting to be saved…”

His voice became softer and softer. It did not sound like he was talking to Fang Ping, but more like he was talking to himself.

“The more you want to save people, the more people will die… Forbidden Spellcasters can’t save humans…”

Fang Ping’s consciousness slowly faded as he listened to his low voice. He fell into complete darkness.

…

“Fang Ping, wake up.”

Fang Ping shuddered. He opened his eyes and sat up immediately. “What’s wrong! Where am I!”

He was sitting in the carriage, and in front of him was a thin layer of snow. Qing Niao stood at the side. It was still night.

“How long was I asleep?”

“Probably slept for an hour. The battlefield has been cleaned up and we’re ready to go. I’ve come over to get you.”

Fang Ping jumped down from the carriage and noticed rows of wild beast corpses neatly placed in front of him.

Many soldiers were busy beside the carriage. They were basically all injured and wrapped in cloth.

The number of soldiers decreased again.

“So many people have died. Ivan is injured. Can we really reach the Forest of Elves?”

Qing Niao shook his head. “I don’t know.”

When he returned to the team and saw Gran from afar, he secretly gave him a thumbs up and smiled.

Fang Ping knew that another two silver dragons had arrived.

Earlier, when he had charged out to engage in a Melee battle with the wild beasts, Fang Ping had given Gran an Armor Forbidden Spell to block a Hound’s sneak attack from behind.

“Fang Ping, your backpack.” Bianca walked over and handed the backpack to Fang Ping. At the same time, she asked, “Three Silver Dragons for one hundred energy points. How about you give me a Life Forbidden Spell?”

“Thank you, but no.”

Carrying his backpack, he looked at Elsa and Ivan, who were talking not far away. The Flaming Chimera was lying on the side with its wings folded and its head lowered, looking listless.

There were also many people sitting on the ground with their eyes closed.

Fang Ping opened his backpack and held the measuring rod inside.

One thousand eight hundred…

Recently, he had used too many skills, and his energy was getting lower and lower.

Melee combat could fight using weapons. Skills were not necessary, but Fang Ping was different. If he did not use skills, he would be slacking. Even if he had special characteristics to recharge, he would not be able to withstand the consumption.

He tidied up his backpack. Sometimes, he really wanted to cultivate in seclusion.

Forget it, I’ll just treat it as improving my understanding of skills. What else can I do?

“Want some?”

As he was thinking, a hand suddenly reached out, giving Fang Ping a fright.

Lisa gnawed on a pine cone and handed one over.

“I just roasted it. It’s better than raw.”

The fire not far away was still burning.

“Thank you.”

Fang Ping stood up, took it, and took a bite. It was fragrant and crispy. It was indeed delicious.

“Some of the warriors died and left behind their belongings. I bought them from the Lord’s Guards.”