When Laing's body was found on the battlefield, almost everyone thought that he was dead.
The lady's chosen champion was covered with dozens of wounds, many of which were enough to kill the most powerful Grail Knight on the spot. What was more frightening was that his whole body was full of filthy Chaos energy, and none of the knights dared to approach him.
It was a tragic victory. The battlefield was filled with the corpses of Chaos demons, Chaos soldiers, and Brittany knights.
"Laing!" The female knight jumped down from her horse. She saw Laing lying on the ground from afar.
The female knight did not think too much. She wore a full set of knight's plate armor and rushed directly to Laing.
"Oh! No, she will get herself killed! "Some of the knights cried out in alarm.
The Duke's daughter acted as if she did not hear them. Even if the Chaos energy could take her life in the next second, she still ran to Laing without hesitation.
Someone was faster than her.
Morgiana appeared in a flash of white light beside Laing. She chanted a spell and purified the filth on Laing's body. Seeing Suria rushing over, the Lake Goddess Witch frowned and was about to scold the female knight for her recklessness and recklessness.
"No! Laing, you can't do this. You promised me that you would watch me win the knight's competition! " The female knight ignored the strong Chaos corruption and stretched out her arms. The Chaos energy immediately burned the bright bright armor black.
She did not care.
The female knight gently hugged Laing's body. Her voice was filled with panic and fear. "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, Laing. Father and I are late. "
Pearl-Like drops of water dripped on Laing's face. The Duke's daughter, who was usually dignified and elegant, was crying. Morgiana saw this and could not scold her. So she said softly, "He still has a heartbeat."
"Cough cough cough." Lying on the ground, Laing coughed violently. The gaping hole in his chest revealed his beating heart. The Chosen One's face scrunched up in pain and weakness. "Did we win?"
"Yes, we won." Suria hugged Laing tightly. The female knight smiled through her tears. "That's great."
"Unbelievable! You defeated the Chaos Demon!" Laing was bathed in blood. He approached with his sword in hand, admiring and sighing, "You robbed François and my spoils of war. Laing, well done."
François, Duke Winford, also appeared. The unicorn sword in the duke's hand was stained with the blood of the Nurgle demons. The duke himself led the army of knights to set off, while King Richard chose to stay in the palace. By the time François led the army to the battlefield, it was already a little late. The Nurgle army had teleported over a large number of plague bees and plague messenger demons, and the army of knights was stopped from advancing.
"Very good. Finally, I can rest." Laing's haggard face showed an ugly smile, then his head tilted and he fell into a coma.
"Laing!!!" Suria shouted.
"Don't worry, my daughter. Laing is the lady's Chosen One champion. He won't die so easily." François checked Laing's injuries and was relieved to find that Laing's vital signs were very strong. The duke patted Suria's shoulder. Before he could say anything, under Morgiana's command, several Lake Prophets came out of the crowd. Most of their beautiful faces were pale from magic overdraft. These Lake Prophets bandaged Laing's wounds, and then Morgiana's cold voice sounded, "Immediately send Laing back to the Holy Grail Cathedral for treatment!"
"Yes!" The Lake Prophets immediately responded.
"I want to go too!" The female knight walked in front of the Lake Witch, her dazzling long golden curls swaying with her master's movements.
"… Follow." Morgiana didn't seem to like talking too much with the duke's daughter. The Lake Witch looked at the army of knights gathered in the field and shouted, "In the name of the lady, another victory! Praise the lady! "
"Victory! Victory! Victory! "Deafening cheers rang out. Humans had once again won the battle against evil.
"Thank you to the lady's Chosen One champion — Laing Macado! It was him who defeated the chaos demon. It was him who decided the outcome of this war. "Morgiana continued to shout," In the glory of the lady, what should we do? "
"Laing! Laing! Laing! "Thousands of knights and squires shouted.
"Give him the glory!"
"For the lady! For Brittany! Give him the glory! "
"Laing! Laing! Laing! "
The knights all over the mountains shouted Laing's name. This was the glory that belonged to him.
At the same time, in the church of the Goddess of Mercy in Colona.
The archbishop who escaped back to the headquarters of the Goddess of Mercy locked herself in a secret room. She picked up a quill and wanted to write down the formula for the malaria cure.
After writing a few lines, the archbishop immediately felt the presence of someone else in the secret room. She instinctively reached for her staff and shouted, "Who is it?!"
"Don't! Just stay there." A purplish black energy ball hit the back of the Archbishop. The Archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy was knocked down by the purple energy ball and fell onto the smooth stone floor of the secret chamber.
"Soul Absorption!" The black-robed man appeared behind her, and his staff, which was burning with green flames, bombarded the archbishop with another spell. Purple threads bound the beautiful middle-aged woman, and even her magic, as well as her final resistance, all dissipated into nothingness.
"It's really simple." The rotten and dry hand grabbed the parchment that recorded the malaria cure, but there were no words on it. The archbishop struggled and said, "Who is it? Who are you? "
"It's my honor to introduce myself. I'm Akhan, 'Black' Akhan, the Lich King, the most loyal servant of the master."
"Did you do all of this? You found the formula for the cure? You attracted the Nurgle army? "
"So, it's really simple." The black-robed person, or Akhan, let out a breath of turbid air. His words were full of politeness, and his every move was elegant and courteous. He was like an elegant gentleman, but he was already a rotten corpse. It was very strange.
Then the black-robed person and the archbishop disappeared from the secret room.
…
When Laing woke up again, it was already two days later.
Opening his eyes, Laing found himself lying in the suite of the Holy Grail Cathedral where he lived before.
Thick down quilts and blankets were piled high. Behind him were two feather pillows. The early spring sun shone on his face. Outside the window, flowers were blooming in the courtyard, and birds were singing. A few weak rays of sunlight shone on his face, and it was a little dazzling.
Laing judged that it was either morning or afternoon, and according to the body temperature, he felt that it should be afternoon.
The fierce battle with the great demon was still vivid in his mind. The pain in his chest and limbs was not fake. Laing's body was wrapped in thick bandages. Under the bandages, in addition to the burning pain, there was also a cold feeling. Perhaps he had been smeared with ointment.
His sword, war hammer, and damaged armor were all placed on a table in the distance. The Psionic Exquisite Power Armor was broken, but it did not matter. Laing's power armor could repair itself by injecting a large amount of psionic energy into it.
This was the first time Laing faced a great demon of chaos. Although he could not completely kill the great demon because of the exhaustion of his power, it was enough to do this. He was only 26 years old this year. Even if it was his original body, it still needed time to grow.
"Ugh …" When he wanted to move a little, there was a tearing feeling in his chest. His internal organs were in pain, and it was very painful. Laing only felt that his mouth was dry. After a few efforts, he had to give up. "Is anyone here?"
"You're awake?" Brisk and messy footsteps sounded from the side of the suite. Morgiana appeared with two Lake Prophets. Her face was full of coldness as usual, but when she saw that Laing had woken up, she seemed to be relieved.
"You two, go down." Morgiana said to the two Lake Prophets.
"Yes." The two Lake Prophets went down.
"Can you give me a glass of water?" Laing said with a bitter smile. "I'm a little … inconvenient."
Morgiana was wearing a tulle silk chiffon dress today. Her fragrant wavy hair was draped over her soft shoulders. A golden laurel crown was on her head, and a golden belt inlaid with gems was wrapped around her slender waist. Her bare slender feet floated in the air as she flew toward Laing.
She poured a glass of water and handed it to Laing. "It's incredible."
Laing could not reach out to take the glass of water. Morgiana saw that he did not say anything, so the Lake Prophets fed him the water.
Laing coughed a few times in a row, and then asked a little strangely, "Ahem … Incredible?"
"When you were rescued and brought back to the Holy Grail Cathedral, you were already in a deep coma. I was very confident in my magic, but … almost none of the healing magic was useful to you. On the contrary, it was you who was useful." Morgiana put the glass of water on the small wooden table in front of the bed and sat on the bed. Her green eyes stared at Laing, and there was a strange emotion in her voice. "It only took your body a few hours to get out of that state of near death. And after only two days, you regained consciousness. From the looks of it, you only need to rest for a dozen days before you can walk."
"With your injuries, even if a Holy Grail Knight could survive, he would struggle on the verge of death for a few days. After that, he would have to rest in bed for at least a few months before he could walk … It's incredible."
"Oh, this is really good news. I want to share this good news with my friends." Laing's face was very haggard and unnaturally pale. He forced a smile, but it looked very ugly.
At least, Laing felt that there was no difference between his smile and crying.
"Almost all the Holy Grail Knights and Excellencies in Culona came to visit you when you were in a coma. They gave you a lot of consolation gifts, and I arranged for them to be put in the warehouse." Morgiana motioned Laing to lie down and continued, "In addition, Marchioness Suria came to visit you for three hours, and there was also Miss Emilia who claimed to be your maid. She even said that she wanted to live with you, but I drove her out."
"Uh … She is indeed my maid," Laing said awkwardly. "You don't have to drive her out …"
"So what if she is your maid? Is the Holy Grail Cathedral a place where she can come and go as she pleases? "Morgiana said bluntly, without showing any mercy.
That's why I don't like to live here! Laing thought to himself. He could only sigh helplessly. Morgiana was right. The Holy Grail Cathedral was not a place where one could enter and leave as one pleased. There was a witch of the Lake Goddess here, and there were more than ten Holy Grail Knights stationed nearby. Other than the Cathedral of the Lake in the Duchy of Kharkarson, where more than half of the Holy Grail Knights were stationed, this place was probably the third safest place in Brittany.
The safest place was Laing's territory. No one knew this except for Laing himself.
"You can rest here for the time being. When the Knights' Assembly is over, we will go south together." Morgiana explained a little. "As for your reward, the upper echelons of the kingdom are still discussing it. However, most of the Dukes are still leaning towards glory and material rewards. You were only made a baron last spring. If you were to be promoted to an earl now … it would be too fast. A first-class grand cross medal is already set in stone. You can also pick a few things from the church's treasury. Other than that, there are also gold coins as rewards."
Laing was a little disappointed when he knew that he could not be promoted to an earl. However, he also understood that he was already a new force when he was made a baron last year. It would be too much to be promoted to an earl in just one year. It should be known that the title of an earl was always a carrot in a hole. Other than the Duchy of Connaught, every inch of Brittany's land, including the uninhabited places, was ruled by someone. The normal process of promotion often required the efforts of several generations. Many great nobles' titles had been passed down for hundreds of years without any change.
Laing told himself not to rush. There were still many opportunities to fight in the future. He had already made great contributions twice in a row. If the great nobles of the kingdom were discussing about promoting him, it meant that he was very close to the title of an earl.
Moreover, fighting against the Chaos was an obligation. It was a guarantee of survival, not a capital to ask for rewards.
Morgiana did not seem to have anything else to do. She just leaned on the bed and chatted with Laing.
"The Knights' Assembly is still going on as usual?" Laing looked at the sunset outside the window and said a little lonely.
"Yes, it's still going on as usual. People need this assembly to heal the pain caused by the war. Since you didn't spend too much time to banish the great demon, the losses in this war will not be too great. So I discussed with Richard and decided to hold the Knights' Assembly as usual." Morgiana glanced at Laing. Her tone suddenly became strange. "Are you worried about Marchioness Suria?"
"You will give her the award." Laing did not answer the question directly.
"Yes, she swore that she would bring the trophy back for you." Morgiana smiled. Her smile was indescribably cold. "If she can do it, then do it."
Laing thought to himself. It sounded like Morgiana did not like Suria.
Strange, it did not make sense. What conflict could there be between the duke's daughter and the Lake Goddess witch? She was also the daughter of the Holy Grail knight François. Why did Morgiana sound like she did not care about Suria?
At this time, there seemed to be an unusual sound in the quiet corner of the suite. Laing, who was seriously injured, did not respond, but Morgiana immediately noticed that there was someone else in the room.
There was an intruder!
Morgiana stood up. The Lake Goddess witch's face was pale. "Who is it?" she shouted.
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