When Brando saw Maynild or Allium Japonicum again, it was in a forest a few miles away from Fort Minde on the north bank of the Ord River. A camp belonging to the noble's private army was destroyed by the light cavalry here. After passing through the collapsed tents, the flag with the emblem of the Duke of Grinoires lay in the mud and was trampled on. In the tent at the end of the path, Brando saw his senior who seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were motionless. Her snow-white neck and even chin were stained with mud and blood. She was wearing Erouine's Knight's Battle Robe. Her injured chest was red, but fortunately, it was only an injury. As she breathed, her full breasts rose and fell gently.
"Miss Maynild lost too much blood and accidentally tore her wound in the final battle. The others couldn't persuade her, I'm sorry, Sir Lord …"
Retto said apologetically.
"It's not your fault, Retto." Brando interrupted the veteran. He knew that his senior was not like this. Maynild must have taken over the main personality in the final stage.
But in any case, it was fine as long as the two were fine. No matter how serious the injury was, it was insignificant in front of the power of rebirth contained in the Dragon Blood Pool.
And it just so happened that he could use the power of rebirth to create a new body for his senior.
At this time, Brando turned around and glanced at Irene.
There were three main reasons why he looked for the Spring of Life. First, he promised to completely cure the Stag Banshee's Crystallization Disease. Second, it was to help Count Yanbao's daughter – Maynild recover. Finally, it was to separate his senior's soul so that she and Maynild could have their own lives.
Now, the two main characters were here. Although Dilferi was still far away in the Yanbao Territory, and her life or death was unknown, the recovery of the count's daughter's body required a very small amount of the dragon blood pool's power, so he only needed to reserve that part in advance.
"Then, Sir Feudal Lord, I will wait for you outside." Seeing the intention of his feudal lord, Retto promptly excused himself.
After following Brando for so long, the veteran knew that his liege had some secrets of his own. Besides, even if his liege and this lady wanted to save Miss Maynild, there was nothing he could do as a man.
After Retto walked out of the tent, Brando said, "Madam Helene, I want to use the power of the Dragon's Blood Pool to heal her injuries. Your Crystallization Disease can also be cured in it."
"Dragon blood pool!" Hearing this term, Helene couldn't help but cry out, "Little fellow, you actually found that kind of thing. No wonder you were so confident that you could cure my Crystallization Disease."
"I was just lucky. I only knew that there was a Spring of Life in the Black Forest in the south. I originally planned to use the power of the Spring of Life to purify the Crystallization Disease in your body. But I didn't expect to get an even more powerful Dragon's Blood Pool. Maybe this is Lady Martha's blessing. "Brando replied, feeling a little emotional.
The power of the Spring of Life was strong enough to purify the Crystallization Disease and heal Dilferi's body, but it was not enough to build a body. He never thought that he would get the Dragon's Blood Pool on the way back to Erouine, and all the problems would be solved.
"Maybe it's true …" Helene couldn't help but mutter to herself. She gently stroked her cheeks that were full of crystal spikes with her hand. She couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. When an impossible thing became reality in front of her, anyone would lose their composure like this.
Brando looked at her and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't expect that the deer demoness had already narrowed her eyes slightly. "But compared to this, what surprised me more is you, little fellow —"
"What?"
"In my memory, although the Spring of Life is not as powerful as the Dragon's Blood Pool, it is still mysterious and unfathomable. You actually know the exact information about it?" Helene looked down at Brando with her green eyes. "How many more secrets do you know, little fellow?"
"Well …" Brando couldn't help but feel a little guilty under her gaze. He knew many secrets, but there were some that he really couldn't say.
It wasn't that he wanted to deceive anyone.
In order to change the topic, Brando had to cough softly. "The Spring of Life is swimming in the Black Forest. I can't say too much."
"I understand. You don't want to disappoint those who believe in you." Helene smiled faintly.
She paused for a moment before speaking again. "But you're right, little one. Compared to the Spring of Life, using the power of the Dragon Blood Pool on me is too much of a waste. I'm not so bad that I can't wait for this little bit of time. As for this lady's injuries," she pointed at Maynild. "You don't need to use the Dragon Blood Pool so much. If those druids under your command can't do anything about it, I can think of something for you."
The deer demoness raised her right hand and a soft green ball of light appeared in the middle of her palm. "Speaking of nature magic, the druids learned it from us. Our ancestors were also the Golden Tribe of the forest."
"Thank you, Miss Helene. But it might not be that simple." Brando shook his head and explained the situation of Maynild and Allium Japonicum to the deer demoness.
However, the background of Allium Japonicum and Maynild was too shocking. Of course, he still held back and omitted the part about Martha.
It wasn't impossible to have two souls in one body in this world of magic. Brendel only said that Maynild and her sister had been cursed by a witch before they were born, and that was why such a situation had occurred.
Although Helene looked a little suspicious, she was smart and didn't ask.
After listening to Brando's explanation, she nodded. "You mean, you need me to stay and help you maintain the ritual, right?"
Helene looked at Maynild who was lying on the stretcher and then looked at Brando with a thoughtful expression.
Brando nodded. "Yes. The situation in Erouine is chaotic right now. Her Highness, Amandina, and Freya are still in danger. I can't stay here for too long."
"Then when do you plan to begin, little one?" Helene asked.
"As soon as possible." Brando replied.
If possible, it would be best to find a quiet and secluded place to complete the ritual. But there were no such conditions, so he could only keep it simple.
The situation in Count Randner was worsening by the minute. Even if Trentheim's current victory could affect the war in the north, it would take at least a few days before it could affect the situation in the north.
But Amandina was in the enemy's hands, and Brando didn't want to waste a second.
"The power of the Dragon's Blood Pool is very strong, and it's not picky about the ritual's environment. It can be completed anywhere as long as it's not disturbed by the outside world."
"I understand," Helene nodded. "Don't worry, little one, I'll ensure your little lover's safety."
Brando didn't have time to explain that Maynild had nothing to do with him. Anyway, it was only Helene's misunderstanding. With her personality, she wouldn't communicate with outsiders, so it wouldn't affect her reputation as a Knight.
He only nodded. "Thank you, Lady Helene."
"I don't need your thanks," Helene replied with a smile, "You have to be careful of those Saasaldians. They won't admit defeat easily. If you want to act against them, it's best to find allies."
"I understand."
Brando nodded.
Creating any life was the most taboo domain for alchemists and necromancers. Necromancers had explored this path for nearly a thousand years, but they still couldn't solve the biggest mystery between life and death.
As for the path to eternity, it was even more distant.
The Undead called it the Eternal Kingdom, but in front of the true power of life, it was nothing more than dust built on decay.
Because creation was the domain of Gods.
Although he had the power of the Dragon's Blood Pool, Brando didn't dare to arrogantly claim that he wanted to create life. Fortunately, he didn't need the true power of creation.
The secret of eternal life was stored in the soul.
Brando created nothing more than a carrier for the soul. Senior Allium Japonicum's soul was powerful, but it lacked a container.
Or a shell.
In fact, in theory, the magic circle Brando drew was also a kind of necromancy, but with the help of the powerful life force of the Dragon's Blood Pool, it naturally wouldn't create something lifeless like the Necromancers.
The whole ritual lasted for several hours.
After the Dragon's Blood Pool stabilized, Brando left the tent with relief.
Next, the boiling Dragon's Blood would continue to build Senior's body under the guidance of the ritual, which would take several days. Brando ordered Retto to seal off the whole forest and told him that no one was allowed to come close to the tent for the next few days.
Retto certainly didn't know what was happening in the tent. He only thought that the Deer Demon was healing Maynild's injuries. Since Brando told him that the process couldn't be disturbed, the veteran who had been in the war for many years would carry out this order meticulously.
It didn't matter if it was a day or a few days.
This wasn't just out of loyalty, but also out of duty to protect the comrades who fought side by side.
Brando was a little apologetic about the veteran's loyalty. After all, he didn't tell the truth. However, he also understood that this matter was too shocking. In order to protect the privacy of the female Knight and Senior, he shouldn't say too much.
After leaving the forest, Brando asked Monica to extend Valhalla's roots to this area. After all, ordinary soldiers could only guard against ordinary people, but there were many annoying Magi here.
Although the battle with Paris had come to an end, no one could guarantee that there wouldn't be any accidents before the battlefield was cleaned up.
The only thing that puzzled Brando was that the Deer Demon insisted on not purifying her Crystallization Illness before the Dragon's Blood Ritual was completed. She insisted on waiting for Maynild and Allium Japonicum to recover before completing the process alone.
Although Brando had some doubts, he didn't object. He wasn't worried that Helene wouldn't use the power of the Dragon's Blood Pool, because the Deer Demon should understand that once the power of the Dragon's Blood Pool was activated, it wouldn't stop. It would be a waste if she didn't use it.
He could only understand Helene's choice as the Deer Demon wasn't willing to show her weak side in front of him.
After leaving the forest, Brando contacted Monica again and asked her to arrange for him to meet one of the main culprits of this war.
To be exact, this person was one of the 'trophies' of the battle between Maynild and Retto.
The other party was the Grand Duke of Grinoires.
This Grand Duke was captured when Maynild and Retto launched a counterattack. Speaking of which, he was unlucky. In theory, the remaining forces of Fort Minde were far from enough to hold him back. However, when the army led by Abies launched an attack, this' respectable 'Grand Duke was stabbed in the back by his own people.
It was the Crystal Cluster Army and Horseshoe Beetles that Baron Dahl had summoned in a frenzy. Under the attack of these monsters, the northern private army completely collapsed. Naturally, this Grand Duke was not spared.
[I don't want to see him, but it's not to show off that I'm the winner in front of him. If it was under normal circumstances, I wouldn't mind doing so. After all, I have a little bit of vanity.]
But now, he wasn't in the mood. In fact, he didn't have the time.
Because compared to these, he had more important things to do.
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