The bone-chilling wind blew, the icy air soaked into the armor, and the winter sun shone on the silver-white armor of the knights, shining extremely brightly.
On the road connecting Moldova and Moldavia, a large group of knights silently drove their horses galloping past. The horses' hooves staggered down, splashing ice and snow dust, and brought up a gray dust mist at the end of the array.
Since they didn't have to rush, the knights' speed was slower than when rushing to Moldova. After several days of running around, this group of silver-level soldiers didn't feel tired. On the contrary, it just relaxed their rhythm.
But no matter how slow it is, we are almost reaching our destination now.
Joshua held the reins of the black horse with one hand. He did not look forward, but looked at the changes in the clouds in the sky. Behind him, Yingying hugged the warrior's waist, her delicate little face looked sleepy. look like.
Unlike on the way to the rescue, there were still some scattered monsters that needed to be eliminated. But on the way back home, there was no other scenery except ice, snow and woods, let alone monsters that needed to be eliminated... Occasionally, I could see one alone. There were adventurers walking in the snowfields and hunters driving sleds, but there were not many of them. The dragon car caravans were completely extinct due to the previous black tide. It would take about a week or two before new caravans would set off or arrive.
Repeated sights and actions are always boring and tiring.
"Everyone, we are almost reaching our destination. Cheer up. The main city is just ahead."
"yes!"
After boosting his morale a little, Joshua felt a slight fluctuation in his heart.
Although he has spent more than half of the two months traveling and fighting since October, and he did not stay in the main city for long, the warrior still built this city built on the ice. Considered as his stronghold in this world.
Being able to go home and rest is naturally something worth looking forward to.
In the distance of the field of vision, the huge city wall made of black granite can already be seen. The black city standing between the white sky and the earth is so conspicuous. Inspired by it, the speed of the entire array is faster.
Starfall 831, December 28, at 3:47 pm, the knights who had been traveling for many days returned to their hometown.
The main city of Moldavia did not change much just because its owner left for a month. The scouts on the tower spotted the conspicuous flag and the leading warrior from a distance, so the heavy city gate slowly After rising, the array of knights slowed down and passed through the city gate, slowly and orderly marching to the military camp in the north of the main city under the gaze of the residents.
After everyone reported their numbers, Joshua announced the disbandment. As long as their names were registered, everyone would get a thirty-day holiday.
Although the most important series of actions in this rush to Moldova were done by the warriors alone, the ability to break through the beast tide and reach the fortress was really thanks to the military strength of these knights. Otherwise, Qiao Xiu would have With the strength of just one person, it was still difficult to fight in and out of the beast tide of more than 200,000 people, especially since the beast tide had not been invaded by Chaos at that time, and killing them would not get the physical feedback from the Azure Orb.
The knights who got the holiday were naturally very happy, especially as the end of the year and the New Year were approaching recently. Although due to the weather in the North, this place did not look like any large-scale New Year celebrations in the imperial capital or other big cities, but at this time and at home There is nothing better than spending time together.
However, since they set out from the Black Forest Fortress and did not bring their own belongings, and some knights’ families were also in the fortress, some of them planned to rest in the main city for a day or so and then rush back to the fortress. Joshua naturally This reasonable request will not be refused.
Picking up the pen, after registering the names of several knights who still needed to use war horses, the warrior looked at his somewhat indecipherable handwriting. After thinking about it, he randomly selected a high-level silver knight and asked him to be responsible for this series of tasks. The personnel changed, but he took the little hand of the silver-haired girl who was still rubbing her eyes and walked towards the church in the city center.
"What does the master want to do..."
"Healing."
During the question and answer, Joshua tried to move his left hand - however, the wound that had not yet healed and the bones in his shoulder that had just begun to grow turned the action of 'raising his hand' into a slight movement of his palm. The soldier couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.
Although the priests of Moldova Fortress have worked very hard, they are still too young and their level of wound treatment is far behind. As a senior silver-level priest, Artanis, an old priest who is one step away from becoming gold, is better than this group of people. Where have the high people gone
In order to fully recover from his wounds as soon as possible, Joshua did not waste any time and went directly to the city center, the temple of the God of Power and Justice, and the entrance of St. Laurent Cathedral.
At the top of the bell tower, the black circular holy symbol was shining, releasing a holy radiance. Many believers were coming and going in and out of the church.
"It should be hymns or dinner time now."
With such a thought flashing through his mind, Joshua nodded in response to the awed salute of the person next to him who recognized him, then stepped over the stairs, walked past the huge stone monument at the door, and entered it.
Walking through the corridor, he looked up and immediately spotted a familiar figure - the white-haired priest Artanis, who seemed to have already known that the warriors would come here. He stood with a pair of wooden-framed eyes and a book in his hand. In front of the hall, waiting for Joshua to approach.
"Farewell to the fortress, long time no see."
The old priest was followed by his two apprentices. The two silver priests looked at the black-haired warrior with some restraint, as if their eyes did not dare to focus on him. After noticing this, Artanis shook his head: "I didn't expect that. Your strength has become stronger so quickly, but you are still Lord, please restrain your momentum, it will scare the believers around you."
"Probably, it's been a long time indeed."
He tried a little to restrain the momentum he subconsciously unleashed after many days of bloody battles, but Joshua found helplessly that this thing did not seem to be transferred by human power - just from the respectful and fearful eyes of the believers around him. It was obvious that his actions were meaningless.
Artanis also shook his head speechlessly. As acquaintances, he and Joshua were not so polite. He said directly: "Are you here for healing?"
"Yes, the left arm was seriously injured, and the shoulder bones were..."
After briefly describing his injury and the process of the injury, Joshua saw that the old pastor's eyes became more and more scary, and in the end, he completely turned into a man of hatred.
"How many times have I told you, pay attention to the injury on your left arm! The hidden wound left by the last battle with the golden warrior of the Wilson family has not fully healed, so you relied on the secret of fighting spirit to forcefully fight the black dragon in hand-to-hand combat - you are not a barbarian It’s not like you are a celestial warguard, nor a blood druid who can transform into a dragon beast, you are a warrior who uses weapons and skills to fight! You don’t have to rely on your own advantages to act recklessly, and you deserve to be so seriously injured!”
Hearing the other party's merciless rebuke, not to mention that the other party was indeed an elder, and out of respect for doctors... and the healing profession, Joshua had no idea of being angry at all. After all, what the other party said was the truth. It was indeed because he was having fun that he made so many mistakes and seriously injured himself. What's more, now was the time to ask for help from the other party, so what was the big deal about asking him to say a few more words.
After chattering for a while, Artanis emphatically pointed out, 'If you don't care about your body so much next time, and let your left hand continue to have accidents, and the hidden injuries accumulate, if you want to recover next time, you will need to rest for a year and not be able to do anything! ’, Joshua nodded in agreement.
"As for now, because the people in Moldova handled it in a timely manner and your vitality is really strong, it only takes more than a month to recover."
After touching Joshua's left hand and using holy light to detect the situation, the white-haired old priest groaned, shook his head and said, "Forget it, come to the quiet room with me, and I'll take care of it for you."
"Remember, there will be a fee this time. I will send the bill to the City Lord's Mansion."
"No problem. Although I don't know how much money I have, it's definitely enough."
The warrior shrugged, then turned his head and said to the silver-haired girl behind him: "Firefaction, do you plan to stay here, or go in to see how I can treat you?"
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