705: Chapter 503: Family Supremacy_2 705: Chapter 503: Family Supremacy_2 With these war chariots as support, only a few Elites were needed to lead a group of Militia, who had never been short of battlefield experience, forming an army capable of combat.
Thacel was ringed by mountains on both sides, but aside from three great rivers, there were basically no defensible positions.
With a large number of flank chariots, they could set up temporary chariot camps anywhere, transforming the battlefield into a shape advantageous to themselves.
Coupled with the Path of War in her hands, anyone who wanted to charge at the chariot camp led by her had to carefully consider whether a Revenge Storm that did not distinguish friend from foe would co crashing down.
Together with Elite Grace, even more Elites could be promoted.
Although the Flank Pioneer Army had just been ford, it already had both form and substance; after all, their quality was extrely high, being either knights who had received military training from a young age or rcenaries with rich combat experience.
The essence of the flank chariot lay in the unit’s ability to attack and defend, with each squad defending their own chariot.
Once all the chariots linked up, bumper to bumper, the chariot formation was completed.
For these rcenaries, this was all familiar territory; the only difference was that the vehicles had transford from regular freight wagons to professionally tailored flank chariots that were easier to defend.
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Shortly after the two parties separated, Conrad could hardly wait to turn to his deputy commander and say, “Uncle Matthew, I’ll leave this place to you.”
As he spoke, the giant gemstone on his helt flickered, and the sealed Armor on his body began to lt and twist, transforming into a gold-edged cloak, while his helt changed into a Sage Crown, the only constant being the shining gemstone.
At the sa ti, he pulled out a powerful Magic Wand.
All this revealed that Conrad was not a warrior but a Mage.
The fact that he could elude Gaven’s Eye of Insight suggested that this was no Illusion Technique, but a true transformation.
This unique ability originated from the Omuran Gemstone, which could grant an item several completely different forms and capabilities.
Like Conrad’s Armor, in its knight Armor state, it possessed a defense more powerful than that of most Magic Knight Armors; transford into a cloak, it would not hinder his spellcasting.
This feature made the gemstone highly popular among Spellcasters; most Spellcasters do not wear heavy armor, not just because of their frail bodies, but also because heavy armor restricts their movents and their attunent with the Magic Network and Magic Power, significantly increasing the likelihood of spellcasting failure.
Armor like Gaven’s Combat Armor, which did not impede magic casting, does exist, but is exceedingly rare.
With an Omuran Gemstone in hand, this problem imdiately had a new solution.
“Young master, wait,” Matthew called out to Conrad, who was about to initiate a Teleportation Spell.
“Is there anything else?” Conrad valued Matthew’s opinion highly, knowing that apart from his mother, this man was the most loyal to himself within the entire family.
Matthew spoke succinctly, “Young master, before you return, prepare yourself ntally.
Once you vigorously push for this, you could very well find yourself at the heart of the storm.
They might even assign you to sign an alliance treaty with Darama.
Have you considered whether to accept it?”
“You an to say, should Darama’s power prove to be overestimated, or in a situation of decline that appears beneficial for the family, I could beco an expendable piece?” Conrad, who was neither fool enough to be a Mage nor to be an army commander, instantly understood the deeper aning in Matthew’s words.
“It’s not a possibility, it’s a certainty.
Don’t forget what the creed of the Saladas Family is,” Matthew reminded him.
“Family above all else.” Conrad uttered coldly, harboring deep disgust for the family creed from his heart.
It was a shackle, binding him tightly ever since he was young.
For it, he had to abandon all his hobbies.
For it, he could only watch helplessly as his sisters were married off as tools for political alliances.
For it, he had to forsake his true love and marry a haughty and overbearing woman, solely because of her royal blood.
If those decrepit old n who constantly cited this creed practiced what they preached and applied it to themselves, he could perhaps hold his nose and accept it.
But they wielded absolute power, treating the creed like a joke to be trampled underfoot, making it unbearable.
At so point, his life’s goal had beco to crush those who trampled on this creed beneath his feet.
“Everything has two sides.
In this way, while I may beco expendable, I also have the opportunity to rise and firmly secure my current position, or perhaps even succeed to the role of City Lord ahead of ti – not an impossibility,” Conrad’s eyes flickered with a fla known as ambition.
Never trust the so-called order of succession.
The heir apparent, in the eyes of the uninford, seems dazzling, as if they are the family’s most promising young mber.
But only those who are truly in the thick of things know how difficult it is to sit in that place, walking on thin ice every day.
For you never know when a cold arrow might strike from the shadows.
Those who finally attain supre power often aren’t the original heirs but those who have gone through many replacents.
Not to ntion, at least two heirs apparent had already fallen before Conrad, one dying shortly after birth, while the other, to this day, had not only his body missing but also his soul unaccounted for.
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