Lynch nodded, and at the spot where he had just drawn a circle under his feet, a flashing white rune barrier appeared. "Now let's begin," the mage said, then charged towards the neatly arranged line of warriors.

Wislin's soldiers were momentarily stunned, unable to believe that the frail mage from legends would directly confront a unit head-on. A feeling of being underestimated arose from deep within them. The heavy infantry raised their shields in front of them, revealing only their eyes to observe their surroundings, and stepped in unison, charging towards the mage.

Lynch chanted a spell, and in a flash, dived into the circular barrier under his feet, disappearing from sight. Due to the constraints of their helmets, many didn't notice what exactly happened ahead and were anxiously scanning around, trying to locate the mage.

The charge's rhythm became chaotic, with people jostling each other, creating an unending clamor of clashing metal. At the back of the formation, their view was obscured by smoke from the ground and the soldiers in front, leaving them utterly unaware of the mage who had tunneled beneath to their center.

Various non-lethal spell effects detonated among this group of "elite warriors", with sticky webs, slippery slime, choking smoke, and thorns everywhere quickly rendering these soldiers incapacitated. They were unable to support each other, and the weight of their gear severely hindered their mobility. The mage leisurely strolled back onto the platform, watching the warriors below as he waited for the spells in the square to run their course.

Soon, news of the mage "tormenting" soldiers on the square spread rapidly, attracting a large crowd of onlookers. Lynch, noticing this, frowned slightly. No one had left the scene earlier, yet everything that had happened spread quickly. It didn't make sense unless someone was intentionally observing. It seemed he could only continue this training safely in a more secluded place.

With this in mind, Lynch turned and left the training grounds, leaving the order "Gather here again tomorrow." He didn't do a headcount; in fact, he hoped that those without full confidence would leave of their own accord.

The mage soon found Soka and, using specialty candies from Pate City, combined with the gratitude of rescuing her from Zilvra's rigorous training, finally brought a smile back to the little angel's face.

"Little one, prepare more healing spells for tomorrow. I believe many will get injured," he said, patting the little angel on the head and advising her: "Tomorrow, we, along with Zilvra, need to train others."

"Train others?" Soka grabbed a handful of candy, stuffing them all into her mouth, and said indistinctly, "Does that mean... I won't have to train then? Can I stay with you all the time?"

"That's right," Lynch nodded.

For the angel, this was merely a fun game with her brother Lynch. However, for those soldiers, it was a painful experience. They were taken to the training grounds of the All-Knowing Tower, where all possible prying eyes could be avoided. The Rock Spirits were responsible for completely sealing this site, and they were also the only ones who wouldn't sympathize with the painful groans echoing from the training grounds.

With Lynch's spell assistance, Zilvra's combat abilities reached a new level. She could more easily weave through the ranks of warriors, thoroughly disrupting their defenses. Even if someone tried to encircle her, Soka's shots would force them to evade, preventing them from fully utilizing their strength.

Once the warriors lost their combat capability, the little angel would use spells to restore their vigor. The paladins themselves had decent medical knowledge, so the training they endured daily was extremely harsh. Every time these people devised a tactic to counter Zilvra's attacks, Lynch would promptly change strategies to maintain his advantage. This training continued until more mages gradually arrived, altering the training content and relieving the soldiers from their constant torment.

After many days of battle, these warriors quickly learned to handle various situations, significantly improving their coordination and adaptability to the battlefield. At this point, Lynch took the little angel and flew away from the All-Knowing Tower. To completely destroy the Snake-man's fortress, relying solely on a group of warriors and mages was absolutely impossible. Lynch needed some more powerful weapons. The Dwarfs' once-created bombs were a good choice, but they still needed modification to suit the plan. Lynch remembered some "gadgets" he had once seen in the Dwarf City, which might come in handy.