The effect of the No.9 Holy Water was not as fast as the No.7 Holy Water. Its recovery effect could only drag Brando back from the clutches of death. Then, with the help of The Shire and Freya, he bandaged himself and relied on his Battlefield First Aid skill to force himself to breathe a sigh of relief. Although he could not help but feel dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and his face was as pale as a ghost, he could at least confirm that he was no longer in danger from the data of his body.
Brando stood up shakily. Because he was too weak, there were a few times when he almost knelt down again. The Shire and Freya hurriedly supported him on both sides. But when he felt the actions of the future Goddess of War, Brando could not help but look back at her in surprise. He thought that Freya would be so angry at him for joking that she would not be appeased for at least a day.
Freya hurriedly turned her head to the side, her face red. Although she was angry at Brando for deliberately lying to her, after thinking about it, at least it was easier for her to accept the result than losing Brando.
Of course, she was still gnashing her teeth in anger. She repeatedly told herself that she would not fall for this despicable fellow's trick so easily next time.
Of course, even though he was surprised, he did not forget what he wanted to do. He put one hand on The Shire's horse, then turned to his squire and said.
"The Shire, help me up —"
Before Brando could finish his words and The Shire had no time to respond, Freya stopped him. "Wait, what, what do you want to do?!"
"Sit on the horse's back, as you can see."
"No!"
"What's wrong?" Brando was stunned.
"You're so badly injured, don't move around. Why don't you care if others are worried?" The ponytailed girl lowered her head and complained softly with a red face.
She could not help but think that it seemed to be the same every time. It was the same the last time too. Did this guy know that his injury would be fatal if it were an ordinary person?
Brando saw Freya's expression and understood what was going on. He could not help but soften his heart and smile. "Freya, I'm really fine. The potion I took earlier was the Holy Water. You saw how it saved Jonathon's life that night, right?"
Freya bit her lip. Her heart was a little moved, but she did not dare to believe him completely. She saw that Brando could not even stand properly, but he still wanted to ride the horse. She knew that every time she spoke, she would be at a disadvantage. So this time, the ponytailed girl did not say anything. She stubbornly lowered her head and stood in front of Brando.
This time, Brando was a little helpless. He could not explain the difference between Holy Water No.9 and Holy Water No.7. Besides, even if he did explain, Freya might not understand.
But he did not want to hurt Freya. After all, the future Goddess of War was at least thinking of him at this moment. How could he say anything to such a girl?
"Freya, let His Lordship go up." But he was relieved when The Shire spoke at this time.
Freya was stunned. She thought that at least the young wizard's squire would be on her side. That was the Knight he followed. In Wohnde, squires were honored because they were Knights. The Shire did not care about Brando's life at all.
"The Shire, why are you …" For a moment, she did not know what position to use to refute.
"His Lordship is indeed not in any danger. He is just a little weak, but please leave the responsibility of looking after him to me." The young man replied. He could not help but look at Brando with some worry, but more than that, he was full of admiration and respect. "His Lordship is indeed on his side. If he appears on the horse, it means that he has not fallen. He is still the flag that leads us forward."
"This is his honor, and also the symbol of the sword in his hand. What is he fighting for?"
Brando smiled. The Shire made him sound a little too noble, but the truth was that simple. He had to appear on the horse to give the mercenaries and refugees behind him a sense of confidence. He had to tell them that victory was here.
The battle just now was too intense, and it might have affected the refugees and the self-defense squad. Although he was not familiar with military affairs, he knew that his army was just a ragtag bunch that was put together at the last minute. They were fine when the wind was blowing, but once they met with a setback, they would quickly crumble.
Thus, he had to give these people a sense of confidence. He was the source of their victory. As long as he was here, the refugees, mercenaries and the remnants of the White-Mane army would know that they still had hope.
Freya looked at Brando with a complicated expression. When she saw the latter nodding his head, she reluctantly moved aside.
Brando then mounted the horse with the help of The Shire. But to be honest, when he got on the horse, he was so weak that he doubted if he could even hold on to the reins. He could not help but remember that he was just a normal person a few days ago. He did not even know what position he had to be so determined. But what surprised him was that he was able to stand upright on the horse like a javelin.
It was as if in the eyes of outsiders, this young general had just changed his horse after another victory.
Only The Shire, Freya, Retto and Mano could see the cold sweat on Brando's forehead and his trembling arms. But Brando did not say a word. He did not even look at the people around him. He tried his best to maintain a serious and cold expression.
Retto and Mano could not help but look at each other. They then bowed deeply to Brando and retreated to command the cavalry that was regrouping. They wanted to help Brando, but when they saw this scene, they knew that Brando did not need them and would not let them help.
Perhaps they did not understand his personality, but at the very least, they understood that he was a man with pride in his bones. This pride was not arrogance, but came from a young man's confidence in his own abilities.
This pride was like a flag.
Brando held back the cold sweat on his forehead as he rode his horse towards Sir Ebdon who was half-kneeling on the ground. At the same time, he threw away the broken Gargoyle Amulet. Unlike being injured, the Gargoyle Amulet that was controlled by the Gargoyle Amulet would completely lose its function once it died in battle. Of course, it could be repaired, but it was not as complicated as making a new one.
This was probably the most precious magic item that he had lost in the past few days. Other than that, the protective glove was also useless. Of course, it could still be repaired, but the end result would not be good. And the one who caused this loss was one of the four Knights of the Apocalypse, the 'White Knight' Ebdon who was kneeling in front of him.
Before this, Brando had never thought that he would be able to defeat such a powerful general from Madara. But now, the absurdity had become reality. Ebdon was half-kneeling there quietly, and after a while, even if no one attacked it, it would probably burn out its last bit of soul fire.
Brando knew everything about Ebdon when he was alive.
He was born in the Year of the Walnut and was born into a noble family. Then, he naturally became a Knight and joined the Free Cavalry Column to participate in the battle against the Northern Cruz people. He spent the golden period of his life there and grew from a little Knight to a qualified commander.
He had commanded several famous battles, which earned him quite a bit of fame in the kingdom. Then, he finished his life, and in the end, he somehow awakened as a dark undead.
Brando knew most of what he knew in the game was history. After all, Ebdon was one of the top generals in Madara during his time, and it was not easy to kill him. Therefore, he did not know much about this character's quest.
But from today's battle, Brando suspected that this person might have a hidden quest, especially when he mentioned some details about the oath.
And Brendel knew that most of the hidden quests in the game had extremely generous rewards. For example, the Ring of the Wind Empress in his hand was just the beginning of a hidden quest line. It was just a 20 OZ piece of equipment, which could be seen from this.
But most of the hidden quests he knew were from level 40 onwards. Level 70 and 80 were the most common, and it was rare to receive a quest at this level.
Furthermore, Ebdon wasn't just a small character — — -
Therefore, he was very interested in this person's secrets. He rode his horse to Ebdon's side. Because of his past identity, he did not make things difficult for him.
"What do you want to say, Ebdon?"
There was a moment of silence.
"Young man, do you … know me?" The undead Knight on the ground moved slightly and asked with a hoarse and low voice.
Brando shook his head: "I don't know you, but you can put it that way. The Ebdon I know should be Erouine's hero. He has been buried underground and returned to the embrace of Lady Martha. "
"So he is you, but you are not him."
Ebdon snorted coldly and used his sword to support his body as he stood up from the ground with creaking sounds.
"You should have died a long time ago, young man, but you didn't." He replied: "So it seems that you did not win by luck. You also know the past of this body. What do you want to know by telling me this?"
Seeing Ebdon stand up, Freya was shocked. She knew how weak Brando was, but when she wanted to protect Brando, she was stopped by The Shire.
She was startled, and The Shire shook his head.
Although the young wizard didn't understand the relationship between his lord and the undead knight, he was sure that they knew each other.
If so, with Brando's personality, he would not take the risk.
Brendel was a little surprised by Ebdon's answer, but he hesitated for a moment and decided to use his experience in the game to test it out: "You asked me if I'm of royal blood, so what if I answer you right now?"
The undead Knight sneered.
Brando couldn't help but sigh. [Seems like there are some differences between this and the game.] [But at least this is more realistic than 'The Amber Sword'.] He couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Looks like you're going to bring your secret to Master Marsha, Ebdon." The young man sighed as he realized that there was no hope to trigger the mission.
But this time, Ebdon shook his head.
"Not necessarily."
He said. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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