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So he immediately went out to find a doctor for her.
Time returns to the present.
"I'm feeling a bit better."
After seeing the doctor and taking her first round of medication, Vivi, lying in bed, responded weakly to Lancelot's concern.
Lancelot had just seen the doctor off and was carefully reiterating the medical advice he had received to Vivi:
"The doctor said you caught a cold recently, so you need to be careful not to get chilled again, otherwise it will worsen your condition."
“Okay, Lance.”
Vivi obediently responded in a soft voice.
When the two of them are alone, the girl also has her own little thoughts, and she likes to call her childhood sweetheart by his nickname.
After regaining some of her strength, Vivi grabbed Lancelot's hand again.
She stared at him expectantly:
"Could you skip training today and spend the whole day with me, okay?"
"I will consult with Lord Arthur."
A tender look appeared in Lancelot's eyes as he reflected the girl's figure, and he granted her request.
"Thank you for always satisfying my unreasonable demands."
After Lancelot agreed, Vivi breathed a sigh of relief and then let go of his hand.
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time flies.
It was already afternoon.
Lancelot returned to their dwelling with the packed food.
He went to Blackrock Fortress but didn't find Arthur; he only found the butler, Leon.
After hearing that Vivi was sick, the butler Leon granted his request to take the day off to take care of her.
He also mentioned that other special circumstances had arisen today, so he would visit their residence later to provide Vivi with her daily dose of life-giving energy.
Lancelot was extremely grateful for this.
In Blackrock Territory, apart from Arthur, Lancelot held this equally humble elder in the highest esteem.
Because Weiwei's physical condition is very special.
During the days when they were forced to leave their hometown and became displaced.
She seemed to be suffering from some unknown curse, and her life force began to drain away uncontrollably.
If she doesn't receive enough life force in time, her life will be in danger.
Fortunately, after arriving in Blackrock Territory, Leon, the butler of a Silver-rank knight, became even more adept at controlling the waveguide.
Every day, he used waveguides to supply Vivi with pure life force, enabling her to maintain stable vital signs.
This greatly reduced his burden, allowing him to quickly grow into a mid-level Black Iron Knight without any worries.
Therefore, in Lancelot's heart, the butler Leon's status was second only to Arthur.
My thoughts returned to my residence.
Lancelot came to Vivi's bedside.
He was going to share with Weiwei how he had successfully gotten leave.
However, when Lancelot looked at Vivi lying on the bed, he panicked.
In his field of vision.
Weiwei lay flat on the bed, fast asleep, her expression peaceful.
However, a scarlet mark appeared strangely on her exposed white forehead.
But this mark was not unfamiliar to Lancelot at all.
Because he still remembers.
The mark first appeared on the eve of the destruction of his and Vivi's hometown.
Immediately, a sense of unease welled up in Lancelot's heart.
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The perspective shifts to outside Blackrock Territory.
In a remote forest 100 kilometers from Blackrock Territory.
Near the edge of the forest, a large and menacing band of bandits had gathered.
They all huddled together in a circle.
At the center of the circle were three knights in black armor and a gaunt young man in a blood-red robe.
Of the three black-armored knights, one was weak and had lost an arm.
The fresh blood seeping from the bandages at the severed arm suggests that the arm was cut off not long ago.
The black-armored knight's face, hidden behind his visor, contorted in extreme anger, a burning rage welling up within him.
He looked at the most imposing black-armored knight present.
His name was Daba, and he was the leader of the entire gang of thieves.
The black-armored knight, Daiba, fixed his gaze on the gaunt young man in the blood-red robe before him:
"So, did we find our final target for this mission?"
"Ahem! I've used 'Blood Binding Spell' to lock onto our 'vessels'."
After answering, the gaunt young man in the blood-stained robe looked doubtful.
"But when I was casting the spell, it seemed like I encountered an obstacle—no, a 'misdirection target' appeared that was interfering with my casting."
"Hmm? You mean, besides the original 'vessel,' you also found a 'pseudo-vessel' in Blackrock Territory?"
The black-armored knight, Daiba, replied in a heavy tone.
"Ahem! Perhaps my skill in witchcraft is too low."
The gaunt young man in the blood-stained robe continued to cough violently, then shook his head, putting the matter out of his mind.
Upon hearing this humble reply, the black-armored knight Daiba couldn't help but scoff:
"Your skill in witchcraft is too low?"
Immediately, he called out the name of the gaunt young man in the blood-stained robe:
"Lord Franky, if it weren't for you, this sorcerous witch apostle..."
How can we easily annihilate those powerful Silver-rank knights of Blackwater Territory?
And what about the Bloodbath of the entire Blackwater Territory?
Chapter 90 At Dusk, the Moment of Bloodshed (Part 1)
Dusk.
The border of Blackrock Territory is filled with a tranquil and simple atmosphere.
Two villages are located on this land.
More than 300 villagers have lived here for generations. Most of them make a living by farming, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, leading a simple and uneventful life.
Uncle Marvin was one of them.
He had always lived a mundane life, working from dawn till dusk.
As usual.
After finishing today's work in the fields, I strolled leisurely along the village road towards home.
But his two sons were different.
Nearly two months ago.
When the Blackrock Lord's order to conscript soldiers reached their village.
His two sons, seemingly reaching a rebellious age, ignored his earnest advice and were "tempted" by the lord's promise of generous treatment, choosing to join the Blackrock Legion.
at first.
He was furious and had a fierce argument with his two ignorant sons, berating them for going to their deaths for those high and mighty knights.
But after a lot of frustrating trouble...
His two sons not only ignored what he said, but also left home together in a huff.
Uncle Marvin was left in the empty house, furious and even angrily declaring that he was severing his father-son relationship with them.
He had assumed that this strained relationship would continue indefinitely.
He and his two sons will likely not see each other again for at least a long time.
However, a turning point occurred a month later.
Those two unfilial sons who left home in a huff actually returned, and they didn't come back empty-handed.
They did not return empty-handed, but carried back the glory of victory, along with two precious adult wind wolf carcasses.
They gathered everyone in the village together and improved their meals with precious monster meat.
They proudly boasted that this was a spoil of war gifted to them by the lord after they won their first victory in the Blackrock Legion.
This scene caused Marvin, an old man who had never left the village in his life, to change his opinion of the new rulers of this land.
after this.
His two sons even took the initiative to find him and apologize.
Uncle Marvin was surprised by the dramatic changes in his sons' personalities and couldn't help but ask them what they had experienced at the Blackrock Fortress barracks.
They truthfully recounted the trials and tribulations they had endured over the past month to their father.
During the conversation, the strained relationship between the father and son eased.
At the same time, Uncle Marvin also gained a deeper understanding of the lord they admired.
After that, we had a short two-day time together.
Uncle Marvin's two sons told him that their leave was over and they were going back to Blackrock Fortress to continue their soldiers' training.
In response, they asked their father to look forward to their continued fight to defend the land where their homeland is located, just like this battle to annihilate the Wind Wolves.
This time, Uncle Marvin finally felt relieved and didn't stop them from leaving.
Instead, we sincerely pray for their safe journey home and look forward to their next return to this home, bringing even more glory.
Time returns to the present.
"Excuse me, sir, is this part of Blackrock Territory?"
A deep, magnetic adult male voice pulled Uncle Marvin back from his fond memories.
So he stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
He saw a black-armored knight who was nearly two meters tall and had a burly build.
The other person exuded a domineering aura, and then seemed to walk slowly toward him.
But in the blink of an eye, the black-armored knight appeared before him.
Upon realizing the terrifying size difference between them, Uncle Marvin felt a surge of fear.
He gazed at the burly, black-armored knight who almost filled his entire field of vision, and asked him in a solemn tone:
"May I ask what business you have with me, sir knight?"
Clearly, gripped by fear, he had completely forgotten the black-armored knight's question.
The black-armored knight felt sorrow at this and let out a low sigh.