The mage arrives

In the dragonborn group, it is not difficult to find individuals with magical talents and strong physical fitness.But among humans, such existence is a rare species.

People with magical talents don't exercise their acuity too much.And most of those warriors with strong bodies know nothing about magic.But Gordon was an exception.With the blood mage's special ability, his physique attribute is now as high as 22 points, and he easily meets the learning requirements for learning the Arkhosian fast casting specialty.

After flipping through the books left by Master Cyprus for a while, Gordon decided to seize the few hours before dawn to take a good rest.Tonight's battle has exhausted him, and he needs a good rest.

Early the next morning, Gordon woke up on time due to the established biological clock.He tidied up his clothes, called out the system, checked his status, found that his mana had been replenished, and left the tent.

Ms. Bishop organized all the soldiers to clean the battlefield non-stop in three shifts, pick up the mutilated corpses of the demons, and burn them all.If these abyssal creatures are not destroyed as soon as possible, and if they are left to die in the wilderness, their residual chaotic attribute energy may cause big troubles in the long run.

Gordon went to Faliya to visit Xiona first, and found that his sister was still unconscious, but the condition was still stable.He sorted out the names of people in his mind, and found that although he has been in the limelight recently, he is a young mage who is quite valued by the lord of the scepter. He has a bright future, but his foundation is still shallow. Among the people he knows, he can provide help. Thank you for the treatment. There were very few people who were injured by Oona.

"It seems that we can only ask Lord Antaello for help in this matter. If the senior leaders of the three major temples in the Far Frost Province can be invited, Xiona's injury should be saved."

See Gordon frowned.Faliya said: "Go, mage, I will accompany you to eat something. If your body collapses, Xiona will really be helpless."

Gordon glanced at the silver-haired girl beside him in surprise.

"It's strange? This countryman from Orlandos, a land of ice and snow, a rough girl who is incompatible with the upper class of Clear Water City, and a barbarian who swings a meteor hammer whenever she sees a man, actually cares about people?"

Gordon shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up somewhat helplessly.This girl, who took the initiative to take care of Xiona yesterday, was early this morning.It's really surprising that he cares about his own body.But judging by her straightforward speaking style, she was still the Faliya in her memory.

The silver-haired girl glanced at the black-haired mage: "You think so because you know so little about me. I don't lie to other men because I look down on them. But you have already won my respect."

Gordon thought about it, probably because of the experience of fighting against the black dragon with her last night.narrowed the relationship between the two parties.This is also in line with the cultural tradition of Orlandos people: true friendship.It can only be built on the battlefield where life and death are fleeting.

Therefore, he accepted the breakfast invitation: "I hope that the fresh and tender venison hunted by the Lambattoni brothers yesterday is still left..."

"Don't dream. While you were sleeping, those guys held a celebratory feast all night, and most of the meat was ruined by the drunkards. We should thank Bahamut for his blessing if we can find some bacon and bread. "

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, according to Ms. Bishop, reinforcements from the Winter Claw Legion are coming soon, and we will have sufficient supplies by then."

When talking about the Winter Claw Legion, Gordon noticed that Fallia's face seemed to become a little strange.So he wisely decided to change the subject.

The two chatted.Stepping out of the tent.

When the soldiers walking in the camp saw the two, they all put down what they were doing, stood at attention and saluted, and cast respectful glances.

Although the soldiers kept secret about the undead reinforcements last night, they didn't know that after a life-and-death battle with the black dragon, it was Gordon and Faliya who saved the army in the end.But these low-level soldiers still knew that without the activity of these two people, they would not have survived.

Seeing Gordon smiling calmly and nodding to the soldiers from time to time, Faliya frowned slightly: "Why, do you really enjoy this feeling of attention?"

"It's better to be popular than to be hated, right? And when someone shows you kindness, you can't help but respond. That would only be considered arrogance."

"What you said may make sense." Faria nodded slightly.She suddenly thought of her father who had been in a bad relationship all these years because of her stubbornness and rebellion.She remembered her near-death experience after being hit by the black dragon last night.

"Over the years, that person has been trying to accommodate me and compensate me full of guilt. Maybe, as Gordon said, I should change. In this world, except for parents and relatives, not everyone will have selfless kindness towards themselves of……"

Gordon saw that Faria was lost in his own thoughts, and did not interrupt her.But not long after, her expression changed slightly.

Of course Gordon knew why. The keen senses brought by the "Heir of Blood" allowed him to clearly hear the whispers of the soldiers around him.Many of them are about him and Faria, and the key words are nothing more than "good match", "natural couple", "grandfather and son-in-law" and the like.Who said only women gossip?These elders who are so idle in the military camp and have nowhere to vent their male hormones can't be underestimated when they break their mouths.

However, in the eyes of these soldiers of the lowest class in society, Gordon and Faliya did seem to be a match made in heaven.A heroic and beautiful man of noble birth, who charged forward like a Valkyrie and led them to victory.Another mysterious and wise man, omnipotent, always able to reverse the situation with spells at critical moments, turning decay into magic.And it's not the traditional combination of heroic knights and delicate princesses in adventure novels, which makes people talk about it even more.

Faliya, who has activated the blood of the silver dragon in her body, has much more sensitive senses. Like Gordon, she can hear the soldiers' private discussions, but fortunately, in a sense, she and Gordon are both , the type that is never shaken by language.The two of them walked through the barracks as if nothing had happened, and were about to pass the gate to find something to eat in the rear camp, when they suddenly heard loud cheers from the sentries on the dirt wall.

"Winterclaw Legion! Our reinforcements are coming!"

The cheers quickly spread to the entire barracks, and the relaxed and happy atmosphere infected almost everyone.

Although the demons have been defeated, these human beings who are exhausted, full of wounded soldiers, and lack of supplies are still eager for the arrival of reinforcements.

To ordinary people, the distance is just a black spot moving slowly forward on the grassy plain.Gordon looked over, but clearly saw several scouting rangers sent by Ms. Bishop, leading a pair of knights with bright armor and stately weapons, galloping towards this side.

The leading flag bearer held a long strip of flags, which was fluttered by the cold wind. On the flag, a big eagle covered in white was lifelike and ready to fly.

According to the regulations of the Freyton Empire, the royal family is directly under the legion, and the heavy infantry uses the swallowtail flag, the lightly armed infantry uses the pennant, and the cavalry uses the long flag.Private armies of nobles in other places use square flags painted with family crests.So Gordon could tell at a glance that the visitor was the elite cavalry unit of the Winter Claw Legion.

Faliya naturally also saw the Winterclaw Knight galloping towards him.She said with a somewhat uncomfortable face: "Gordon, let's go, there is nothing to see."

Gordon felt more and more that the grand duke's daughter's attitude was a bit strange.Driven by curiosity, he said: "I haven't witnessed the heroic appearance of the famous Winterclaw knight in the empire. How can it be called 'nothing to see', it should be said to be 'very impressive'."

Faria was helpless.She wanted to leave, but felt that she was showing weakness, so she stayed.

The horses of these elite knights of the Winter Claw Legion are not ordinary, comparable to Gordon's Ursnoth steed.Soon, a piece of shining armor occupied the entire gate of the camp, including Gordon's field of vision.However, amidst the brilliance, Gordon's focus of sight immediately focused on the man at the front of the cavalry team, next to the flag bearer.

Dazzling silver hair and silver eyes, a handsome appearance that makes all men jealous, and that unique armor full of magical aura.All indications indicated that this man was the leader of the group of Winterclaw knights.

As if sensing Gordon's gaze, the knight sitting on the white horse dismounted politely and walked over, performing a standard Freton knight salute: "I am Dellington. Dellington von. Eisenstein. A cavalry captain of the Winterclaw Legion."

"Gordon Freeman, a mage." The latter returned a mage salute.

At least compared to those arrogant nobles who said "the son of so-and-so, the lord of such-and-such territory", the first impression of this Knight of Durlington is good: modesty.

The handsome knight turned to say hello to the grand duke's daughter next to Gordon, and Gordon was surprised when he opened his mouth: "Fallia, we meet again. Do you know that when I knew that one of my missions for this trip , when you rescued the only daughter of the Grand Duke Scepter, how much did you look forward to this meeting?"

Gordon looked at the two of them.The two don't seem to have much in common, other than a rare pair of silver hair.It's an old acquaintance?

Gordon likes beautiful women, but he is not so arrogant that he thinks that all the beauties in the world who have crossed paths with him should be his own.So he just looked at the two people with interest, without any psychology such as jealousy.

"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time. But I don't look forward to it at all." Falia responded with a cold face.

"You are still the same as before, like the snow-capped mountains of Orlandos, both beautiful and cold." Dellington said gracefully, without the slightest irritation, "However, I see that you and this Mr. Gordon seem to have a good relationship. "(to be continued...)