"Fech, let's go." Blue Dragon Festein stretched out his claws, spread it and reached in front of Fech. "I've got a rest. We have to go to the model to lead other places to destroy monsters!"
"Don't worry, I see those knights use the emblem of the lighthouse collar. Ahha, it's Andrew! It's great. It seems that he's fine, and he's also starting to support the Model Collars elsewhere." Feich's Hawkeye technique is the best among everyone present - except for the dragon - so he saw the knights clearly. Seeing Andrew, he put down a big rock in his heart, and his excitement was beyond words, and he couldn't help but wave his fists. "Great! All three of us have survived and can help each other, which is really great!"
"Oh, I'm all here to help me." Gresham's expression was a little complicated. On the one hand, he was grateful for his allies' help, and on the other hand, he was ashamed of his failure to provide help. He has always regarded himself as the leader of the younger generation of the sect, but now he has not been able to do his best. "I was actually dragged in the castle by the demon of desire and the monster she summoned, and the model led the best cavalry without moving for a single step. This is too embarrassing."
"Don't think so, we Minas Ishir can't even get a enemy, obviously we are not taken seriously at all." Looking at Diderit's expression, she was not joking, but really thought so. "Ah, don't get me wrong, I haven't finished it yet. If the monster is not in the city but in the wilderness outside, it is the best."
"Haha, it's very interesting to say, but don't pray for monsters, because monsters may really appear around you." Blue Dragon Festein shook his huge head, shook his tail, and then stretched out his hand to Feiqi. "Let's go and kill other monsters?"
"Your wound is still bleeding, waiting for the priest's treatment." Feiqi shook his head at Festein. "Hurry up and squat down. Didn't you see the elf druids over there treating you? Squat down and let him touch your wound... You won't understand the elf language, right?"
Festein turned around and there were indeed two elves of spellcasters in green robes waving to it. "No more, there is no problem with this wound, and I will recover slowly on the way."
"Why do I think you are a little strange? What should I do if you encounter Bemon again? Only with good recovery can you fight better." Feiqi didn't understand why Festein was so anxious, but he still asked in the elf language: "How long will it take to complete the healing?"
"If it hadn't been using the dragon's blood to resist the healing spell, it would have been finished now!" the elf complained: "It has been very nervous and maintained in combat. We estimate that it was mentally stimulated during combat."
"Oh, that's very likely. After all, we don't know the battle situation at Holy Trinity Castle, which may be really miserable." Feiqi sighed and said to Festan: "It's better to do this. The model leads our three families to support us. How about you go back to Holy Trinity Castle?"
"Yes, this is a good idea." Diderit nodded: "Even if Bemon is dead, the Holy Trinity Castle can use your power. After patrolling the territory, we will go to the sect to join you. Your current state is more suitable for rescue rather than continuing to fight."
This proposal was also approved by Gresham. Every lord of the Model Leader has relatives or friends in the Holy Trinity Castle, and most of their classmates and teachers are from or in the Holy Trinity Castle. Emotionally, both Diderit and Gresham have the need to go to the Holy Trinity Castle immediately, but their responsibilities make them handle the territory first, because there are people here who need their care and protection.
"Then... then let's go with me, Feich." Festan stretched out his claws to Feich for the third time, and his attitude became more and more firm, which made Feich less and less understand, which aroused his "rebellious psychology". "No, I changed my mind. You go back to the Holy Trinity Castle, and at the same time I follow everyone to various territories. This is a more reasonable way of distribution. And my brother is coming, and I want to meet him anyway. If you are anxious, you should act first."
The Blue Dragon narrowed his eyes and raised his head slightly. The cavalry led by Andrew Hall was coming along the road towards Anlin Castle. The bodies lying across the road had been removed and they could gather together in a minute or two at most. It calculated that it seemed that it had only one last chance to kill the demon.
Yes, the sensitive sense of Blue Dragon saw through Feiqi's disguise. It determined that Feiqi in front of him was the culprit of summoning the fog demon with spell rituals in the sewer to destroy it, and was the invader who came from another world through a meteor shower. From Feiqi, Festein smelled the smell of the fog demon's magic - notes from the ghost woman, the smell of the second world - from the space of the war knight, the smell of hell - from the body odor of the desire demon. These three flavors "no doubt" wrote the two capital letters "enemy" on Feiqi's back. Blue Dragon was full of annoyance: Why didn't I see that Feiqi, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, has also rebelled against his faith?
This devil is really sensible, and it reversed the situation in a few words! Festein knew very well that his condition was not good, and the wound on his body was only an external manifestation of one-tenth of the internal injury. When he dug the ground, he no longer had the mood and ability to play with prey. The thunder breath that took out all his strength was actually a manifestation of lack and powerlessness. The safest way was of course to let the devil enter the mastery of his claws and then pinch it to death!
But Fitch first "rejected", then "changed the topic", and finally "revised the plan and repent", and actually escaped from the dead end of entering the claw. With a cunning mind and strong persuasion, Festin thought he finally understood why Fitch was unable to be discovered in the church. However, this situation was about to end today, just now, just as Fitch looked at "his brother" and turned his back to a dragon.
Festan's claw was right next to Feich. It raised its claws, aimed its sharpest tip at its back, and then stabbed it straight through!
"How... be careful!" Gresham knocked Fitch out with his shoulders, and then was hit by the dragon claws. He flew out like a rag doll, knocking the stable, not knowing life and death. Everyone turned around and saw the dragon still relentlessly after knocking Gresham away, biting Fitch on the ground. Its sharp teeth suddenly closed, and Fitch disappeared from his mouth. But when the blue dragon opened its mouth, there was no flesh and blood inside, only a illusion that gradually disappeared. Relying on Gresham's delay and cover, Fitch used the phantom to move away from the fatal blow.
"Festein! How dare you!" Diderit roared angrily and immediately drew out the sword. However, Festein was still paying attention to Feich. He leaned on the powerful senses of the dragon clan and kept tracking Feich's position, and found that he had "jumped" to the wall of the castle. So the blue dragon was about to stand up, swing its tail to attack, but swept down the elves and human knights along the way.
Feiqi was scared to death before, but at this time he didn't bother to explain. After all, the "mouth cannon" with thousands of words was not as good as a roar: "Attack!" Festan's tail swept across. Without being able to flap his wings and fly high, he had to jump back and avoid. If he looked at it from Andrew's perspective outside the city, it would be that Feiqi was knocked to the top of the city by a blue dragon.
What's so great? Andrew pulled out his rifle from the saddle and shouted loudly: "Charge! Knights of the Lighthouse Leader, charge!"
The shouts of killing suddenly echoed through the sky like an explosion. Festein only shouted half of the words "The Devil is..." and was submerged in the spells of the elf priest and the druid. The priests and druids were already next to the wounds of its body and poured the damage spells directly into the wounds.
The elf rangers raised their bows and shot arrows, and all the human warriors and knights pulled out their weapons and rushed forward. Festan shook his wings and wanted to take the air, but found that there were more earth element tentacles under his feet. Feiqi knew that he had been seen through when he heard the word "devil" from Blue Dragon, and he could only choose to explain. But Blue Dragon chose to take action, so he could only make up his mind and take action without mercy.
So he would rather jump backward off the wall and let himself fall heavily to the ground - with his wings and body to resist - than to use his earth element to bind him. He concentrated his mana on the blue dragon, and his blood-red pupils were filled with fierce and decisive power. Festan was entangled for a while, and the delayed moment determined the situation.
"Avenge our lord!" The knights of Anlin-Leader rushed up. "This dragon is crazy! Eliminate it!" This is the elves of Minas Ishir. "Help Brothers and eliminate monsters!" This is the reinforcements of the Lighthouse leader. Feiqi fell down the city wall and rolled a few times on the wet grass. His vision was blocked by the city wall. He didn't know how the battle was fought inside, but he could clearly hear Festan's wail.
The deafening sound of horse hooves sounded from the side, and the people from the lighthouse rushed in. The flash of spells was like the fireworks of the festival, and the noise of the battle seemed to be the drum beat of the god of death. Feiqi felt limp and his heart was pounding, and he used all his strength to get up from the ground. He looked at the clothes full of mud and tiny grass leaves, and never felt that he was so embarrassed. The struggle and shouting of the blue dragon came from the other side of the city wall. Feiqi could occasionally cross the wall and see its wings and its swinging long tail. It was a dragon that wanted to destroy the devil. It was just doing its duties and did nothing wrong. Feiqi took a step forward, then bit his lips, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped. He was a little shaken and hesitant, but finally decided not to do anything, or "waiting for the blue dragon to be killed."
The battle did not last long. With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Feiqi knew that Festein was dead, the goddess's paladin's sword, the priest's thunder and the druid's flames and curse were killed by the devil. Feiqi walked around the city wall to the door, but did not go in. He really didn't want to see the final outcome of the blue dragon Festein.
In fact, it didn't take long. Andrew walked out, with blue dragon's blood on his cloak. "Feich, are you okay?"
"It's nothing, it just fell from above and vibrated the internal organs. I've been treated." Feiqi raised his head, his ugly face was not pretending. "How is it inside, is anyone injured?"
"Gresham was most injured and was being treated - his entire back armor was broken. Hey, wait, let's go together."
Feiqi knew very well that Gresham was attacked by the dragon for him. If it weren't for his collision, Feiqi would probably be chiseled into the dragon's claws, or at least exposed the wings that were close to his body under his clothes. What would happen? Feiqi didn't dare to think about this question carefully.
Festan fell to the ground, lifeless. Several soldiers poked it with their spears according to the battlefield habits. The once proud dragon had no response to the piercing, but his body shook, and more dragon blood flowed out of the wound. Feich's body trembled and walked quickly past the corpse. On the other side of the courtyard, the collapsed stable had been turned open, and the priests surrounded Gresham.
The Lord of the Anlin Corps' face was pale, with fresh blood on the corners of his mouth and chin, but he was still awake, which was at least a good sign. "Turn your left foot, okay! Turn your right foot." An elf priest said a not-so-proficient common phrase: "Human Lord, as long as you stay in bed and rest well, you should not cause paralysis. Also, it is normal for pain."
"Then I try not to let myself be hurt to death." Gresham saw Feich coming and immediately reached out to signal his subordinates to pull himself up. However, this attempt was stopped by the elf priest: "You can only lie down, but it is better to lie down and take off his inner armor."
"Don't, there's nothing in it." Gresham said quickly. He glanced at Didrit and Feich, and explained with a helpless expression: "When the shooting stars came down, how could they have time to put on all the clothes!"
"Understand." Didrit told him not to take it to heart. "Fech, do you know what happened to Festein? Why did he suddenly attack us?"
"It must have been stimulated. You also heard that the Holy Trinity Castle was attacked by Bemon, and only one of the three dragons was left. This way...ah, I can understand its state."
Gresham narrowed his eyes and his eyes were shuttled back and forth between Feich and the Blue Dragon. The first target of the Blue Dragon's attack was Feich, and before launching the attack, Festein asked Feich to enter its claws many times. This matter was a bit strange. Why did the Blue Dragon seem to be afraid of Feich? He wanted to continue thinking, but the dizziness caused by the injury broke his mind. Gresham bit his lip and said, "What should I do next? Report to the sect master that we killed one of the three guardian dragons?"
"How sad Archbishop McIntosh is! All three dragons are dead." Didrit sighed.
Feiqi thought about it and followed the elf lord's thoughts and said, "Since that's the case, don't mention this matter. Just say that the blue dragon comes to help and then dies with force. It is a good dragon, and the last few minutes of its life cannot affect its evaluation of its life."
"I have no objection." Andrew stood beside Feich, and the two brothers gathered together to look at each other. They looked very similar, but their temperament was far inferior. Feich was obviously not energetic, and the word "tired" was almost written on his forehead. However, considering that Feich had just fallen from the city wall and was touched by lightning in the well before, everyone thought that his condition was normal.
"Gresham, you must not fight in your current state, but can you borrow some war horses?" Diderit will never forget to destroy monsters.
"Yes. I'll let the soldiers led by Anlin take action with you for the time being, Sir Marlin will command them on my behalf." Gresham waved his hand hard: "What are you waiting for? Go away quickly! I don't look good in this way."
"Okay, I'll let my people prepare first." Diderit turned to Andrew: "I didn't expect you to come very quickly too! Has the monsters led by the Lighthouse solved?"
Andrew nodded: "We met a giant with three arms. The hand that grew from the chest was very strong, able to crush stones, and the wounds caused were toxins. However, the monster only had hand-to-hand combat. We fought with it with the help of bunkers, and it had no way to do so. And our alchemist, Mr. Scalan, lit the monster with an explosive flame bottle and cured the poisoned soldiers with alchemy potion. So we did not suffer much damage in general."
"This is one of the best news I've heard today," Diderit said to Andrew: "Do your people still have the energy to do? My plan is to help other territories destroy these monsters!"
"I'm just thinking that, and I'm willing to serve the lady. But I haven't seen my brother for a long time. Can I give me five minutes to talk to him?"
"Your brother is always mysterious. I haven't seen him for a long time. But please, hehe." The elf lord waved his hand: "Check the equipment, fill the arrow bags, and prepare to set off!"
The knights of Anlin-Leader were also preparing to set off. Only Feich and Andrew seemed relatively leisurely in the castle. "I heard that you have been missing for a while, what's going on?"
"It can't be considered missing. It's just a monster hunter mission that entered the Sunset Mountains. Something went wrong in the middle, which took longer than expected. Why, are you asking me for trouble?"
"Nothing urgent, but I wrote to you that Carroll was pregnant and the pastor predicted that he would be a son. I was wondering why you didn't react at all and didn't reply."
"I came back yesterday, and I only learned about this news now! Oh my god, this is so good! Wait, this three-armed giant didn't affect your wife and children this time, right?"
"No, they are all safe." Andrew wanted to see Feige's surprise expression. "Did you forget that you promised me that after I had a child, get married, get rid of those bad habits, and live a down-to-earth life?"
"Is there any? I have no impression of it at all." Feiqi said the truth.
"I heard that my father is planning a marriage for you, but I have no idea who the other party is, and don't say I told you." Andrew stretched out his hand and tidied up Feich's collar: "Fei St. Hall. I didn't believe in miracles before, but it made me believe it a little."
Feiqi smiled and didn't reply. He felt that Andrew had something to say. "Feichi, write a letter home and ask about his father's words. I always think he is planning something."
"I think he's been planning something, and you think I can ask?" Feiqi looked at Andrew and asked with a frown, "Okay, I can write a letter to ask, after all, my education is about making various plans. But how do you see that there is a plan?"
"Since Feinberg's action, there have been more people around me. Most of them have recommended themselves, and the rest have come here through my original knight introduction. I found that these people have good abilities. It is logical that they shouldn't be unknown, so it's strange that they have never been an official. Later, I observed and found that these people seemed to be old friends, and they knew each other before coming to me. And the lives and eating habits of these people are very similar..."
"It's very much like living from the Hall family? So do you suspect that they were arranged by the Count?" Feiqi thought for a while and said, "Actually, this is not surprising. After all, you are also the person that His Majesty the King of Aria once wanted to assassinate, and it's not surprising that the Count arranged some protections around you."
"Do you have it?"
"It shouldn't be. I've been acting alone. And I've just been back. I've heard of you having a child now. What can I know about other things?"
"That's why you never want to call him father, but call him the Count?"
Andrew's words made Feich stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer. Emotionally speaking, Earl Hall is not the father of this soul, so it's understandable that those two words cannot be called. In the past, Feich was exiled, and her surname was deprived of it and became "Ice Peak", so there was no problem with him using "Earl Lord" as a title, and it could even be regarded as a manifestation of caution. But now he has not been excluded from the list of pardons, so the crime has been gone. In addition to the title of the church, the name has changed back to Feich St. Hall, so there is no need to use "Earl Lord" in legal theory.
"I... I will pay attention." Feich's answer did not satisfy Andrew, but the brother only clicked it and would not force him, just like in the past. He never used force to keep Feich away from his friends and alchemy poison, but just kept persuading him, and even used bets. Andrew regretted that he had not made up his mind, but he probably couldn't change this problem.
"Ah... Brother, I feel in a bad state, so I won't follow you to kill. It should be a problem that I fell down before, so I definitely can't ride a horse and bump. I'll tell Didrit and use spells to return to Minas Ishir to rest, and wish you a smooth battle."
Feiqi finally called out "Brother", which was a bit progressive. Andrew and Didrit both saw that Feiqi was in poor condition, so they advised him to go back and have a good rest. There was actually nothing wrong with his health, but he really had to think about how to go next.
Chapter completed!