The recent battle situation has become increasingly intense.
The Wolf family probably thought it through: Franconia is now resisting the emperor's northern coalition forces, and Bavaria is unable to hold on alone in the south. If they don't take the opportunity to capture it, once the northern coalition forces have broken through Franconia, Wolf will have no chance.
Therefore, in recent weeks, the enemy has been continuously sending reinforcements to the trench siege. Alfred was helpless and could only send the most powerful card in his hand, the Blue Sword Mercenary Group, to continuously put out fires in critical areas.
In such a high-pressure war environment, the girls also became exhausted. They had to run to four or five places every day and kill more people than butchers killed pigs. They felt mentally exhausted.
Mentally exhausted, it is easy to make mistakes in operation. Mia was shot from behind, and the shrapnel embedded in her back was bloody. Shira was also hit by several stray bullets, but she didn't have time to use sword skills to block them. It seems that her bones were injured, so she had to temporarily withdraw from the battlefield and limp every day under Nora's treatment.
This won't work, so Ask decided to let the team rest for a few days.
So everyone asked Alfred for leave. Alfred would never agree, but it was not up to him to decide whether to agree or not, so everyone just stayed at home and did not go to the battle.
Alfred came to the hotel several times to urge them, and his expression gradually became desperate when he left.
The Blue Sword had given up, and the trenches could no longer be defended. The situation was a complete defeat, but all this had nothing to do with the people in the city for the time being.
Because Christmas is coming.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." In the inn, Agrippina, who was invited again, sneered, "Poor little succubus."
The reason for calling Agrippina over is simple. The last time they fought with her, Medea's shoulder was poisoned by her special poison. Peggy and Nora have not been able to completely eradicate it until now. The name of "Flesh and Blood Poison" is indeed well deserved.
After pressing on the wound on Medea's exposed shoulder, the purple bruises in the flesh immediately disappeared. Agrippina raised her head and said proudly:
"alright."
He is truly worthy of being a demigod, everyone exclaimed.
"Little Peggy, how have you been lately?" The demigod began to show concern for her apprentice again. "Have you mastered the blood transformation technique I taught you last time?"
"Master, I have mastered it." Peggy nodded and stretched out her white jade-like arms.
Then the arm suddenly turned into dirty blood and spilled on the ground, then flowed back along the ground, crawled up her ankles, calves, chest and abdomen, and gathered into the shape of an arm at her shoulders.
"Very good." Although Agrippina herself had a violent personality, she always loved disciples with potential. Seeing how much she liked Peggy, she immediately pulled her aside to talk.
The remaining girls began to decorate the hotel in preparation for this year's Christmas.
Originally, everyone planned to celebrate in Hearth Island, but the guests in the hotel suggested holding a Christmas party in the hotel, so everyone agreed. Otherwise, it would be a bit strange if everyone else celebrated the holiday in the hall and only the people in your room "stayed indoors".