Chapter 10

In the vast, silent forest, apart from the occasional one or two birds flying by, there was not a single sign of movement.

Luozhen, accompanied by the Servant of the Archer class, turned and walked straight ahead in the forest without any hesitation.

His decisive actions made him look as if he had been living in this forest for at least a few years, rather than having just arrived, with no trace of confusion or doubt in his steps, which were very firm.

Of course, this was not because Luozhen was really familiar with this forest.

The battlefield for simulated battles was almost always different each time.

This was to train the Masters to effectively organize battles in various situations.

Naturally, for this purpose, the opponents were also different each time.

Sometimes they were monsters.

Sometimes they were humans.

And sometimes, they were even Servants.

"What will the opponent be this time?"

As he said this, Luozhen already knew the true identity of the enemy.

However, before that...

"I'm so tired..."

Luozhen, who had only walked for less than ten minutes, lay down directly.

Archer stopped behind him, lowered his head, and seemed to be looking at Luozhen, who was drenched in sweat.

That look seemed to be saying...

"‘How can someone be so useless’—you're not thinking that, are you, Archer?"

Luozhen turned his head and glared at Archer.

"......"

Archer remained silent, saying nothing.

This was only natural.

The Servant in front of him had no will or consciousness at all.

In other words, it was just Luozhen's inferiority complex playing tricks on him.

As if to argue, Luozhen began to chatter incessantly.

"I'm a magician, and magicians should stand in the back, casting fireballs and auras. How could I possibly charge in like those rough, stupid people? So, I don't need great physical strength, right?"

"......"

"What? You say I should train? That's what fools do! A respectable magician training his body? That's a joke, right?"

"......"

"You say modern magicians also have mandatory self-defense training? That's definitely a delusion!"

"......"

"Ultimately, in the age of the gods, magicians were purer and would never do something as foolish as training their bodies. After all, magicians should be more mysterious, more elegant, more..."

"......"

"......Fine, I admit I have poor physical strength."

Realizing he was talking to a brick wall and that the more he argued, the more pathetic he sounded, Luozhen lay down, looking as if life had no meaning.

Perhaps it was because Luozhen's superior magical talent was envied by the heavens, and as a result, his physical strength was extremely low.

If it were a race, even Mashu could beat Luozhen, and even the useless Roman had far better physical strength, making Luozhen a true sports idiot in Chaldea.

Now, this was evident.

Although it was a bumpy forest path, it was normal for physical strength to be quickly drained in such a place, but to be so exhausted after walking for less than ten minutes showed just how poor Luozhen's physical strength was.

"This is what they call ‘no one is perfect,’ I can't help it."

Luozhen consoled himself as if looking for an excuse.

And...

"I have as many familiars for transportation as I need."

Saying this, Luozhen snapped his fingers.

Magical power flowed within him, forming a magic circle composed of rituals, and from a misty glow, a large wolf emerged.

"Awooo!"

The large wolf let out a howl and rubbed against Luozhen's chest, showing a friendly demeanor.

"Good boy, come, let me ride on your back."

Luozhen climbed onto the wolf's back, completely ignoring the fact that the wolf had a "soft back."

"Woof!"

The large wolf let out a loyal bark and, under Luozhen's command, continued to walk forward.

Archer followed silently again.

Soon, the two and the wolf arrived under a tree.

It was a tree that was clearly much larger and taller than the surrounding trees, standing several times higher.

"This is the place."

Luozhen closed his eyes, as if receiving some message, confirming that this was the place he was looking for, and got off the wolf.

Looking at the huge tree in front of him, Luozhen began to give orders.

"Archer, take me up."

Following the order, Archer stepped forward, picked up Luozhen, and with a leap, displayed astonishing jumping power, stepping on branches and climbing to the treetop.

Luozhen nodded, landing on the treetop, and had a rough estimate in his mind.

"Archer must be a high-level familiar."

As a magician proficient in summoning, to better judge the abilities of his familiars, Luozhen classified them into four levels.

Low-level Familiars: Individuals with no special abilities, such as ordinary beasts, fierce beasts, and insect beasts, all belong to this level, including the wolf Luozhen had just summoned.

Mid-level Familiars: Beings with certain special abilities, such as those who understand magic, monsters that transcend the general biological system, and beings with strength beyond humans, all belong to this level.

High-level Familiars: Even excellent magicians cannot match them, such as legendary demons, powerful ghosts, and Servants, all belong to this level.

Top-level Familiars: At this level, one can single-handedly crush an army, or even capture a city. Even among Servants, only the best can reach this level, which is extremely terrifying.

Luozhen used these four levels to distinguish the abilities of individuals, making it easier for him to judge and think.

Of course, this was just a basic classification.

Low-level, mid-level, and high-level familiars were one thing, but at the top level, there was only a lower limit and no upper limit.

Being able to crush an army was the top level, and being able to crush ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand armies was also the top level, with a huge gap between the two.

Therefore, within the top level, Luozhen also made distinctions.

Being able to single-handedly crush an army was the tactical level.

Being able to single-handedly capture a country was the strategic level.

As for above the strategic level, Luozhen could not yet imagine that realm.

So, for now, this classification was sufficient.

According to Luozhen's judgment, the Archer he currently commanded was a high-level familiar.

"Now that it's a high-level familiar, if Archer could be summoned as a normal Servant, he would probably be a top-level familiar, whether tactical or strategic."

While estimating this in his mind, Luozhen sighed.

"Even with great talent, a single magician still can't match the system of Chaldea."

Currently, Luozhen could only summon mid-level familiars and was unable to summon high-level familiars.

Even with great talent, Luozhen had only studied magic for three years, and being able to summon mid-level familiars was already quite surprising.

However, in front of high-level familiars, mid-level familiars were probably just cannon fodder.

"If I could casually summon high-level familiars, or even top-level familiars, I would be amazing."

While daydreaming, Luozhen sat down and closed his eyes again.

Magical power surged within him.