The battle between the Officers did not last long, and after a tentative round of fighting, the two Officers of the enemy chose to retreat. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info like a gecko with a broken tail, they chose to retreat and abandon their subordinates in the battle at the pass.

Eronica they did not pursue, and the battles of the lower ranks were rarely divided between life and death. Because if the other party is determined to escape, and there is not too much disparity in strength between them, it will be a crazy chase that almost challenges the psychological and physical limits for several days and nights.

Although they want to keep each other, there is no blood feud between the two sides, and "Sword and Rose" can't afford to spend a lot of effort and time staging a battle royale for a group of bandits.

"It's a little strange to say that there are warriors among the bandits." As she spoke, she didn't go to support the battlefield below, which had been completely opened up with the mercenaries of Sword and Rose, and the morale impact of their leader's flight on morale, victory was almost in the bag.

"Indeed, there may be something hidden in this matter." Faith nodded, in this day and age, banditry is a last resort, and few of the warriors who enjoy a certain amount of respect in the country are willing to engage in such a criminal and lowly thing.

"And." He adds, "The southern forests are not a necessary place for trade, and there are not many caravans willing to endure gnats and snakes for a little shortcut. All in all, it's a place where there's not a lot of oil and water to fish. And any bandit group with a warrior has a certain status in any area, so why would they go to this place where there is no oil and water. ”

"I hope I didn't get into any trouble," Eronica nodded, and suddenly, her expression changed, "Oops, I forgot Monia!" She's still in the carriage! ”

"Don't worry, little Monia will protect herself, you have to trust her." Weina was comforted, but still hurried to the place where the carriage had stopped. The place where the carriage stopped was a little far from the battlefield, and it was only a few dozen breaths before it arrived there.

"This ...... This ......"

In front of them, there was nothing left but a piece of wood.

Faith was the only one who remained calm, and he bent down to pick up a few fragments: "It was a fragment of the door of the carriage, the horses seemed to have fled in fright, it seemed that the enemy noticed the carriage and attacked it, and the final result is unknown." ”

There was more than just the fragments of the carriage, and ten paces away, a charred corpse clearly illustrated the outcome of the battle. The three of them were relieved to know the result, Monia was not a person who could sit still, and she would not wait for their return after being woken up.

Old Fez, who understood this, sighed: "What a child who does not make people feel at ease. ”

On the other side, the treatment went well.

A mage's healing? Before today, the well-informed traveling merchant had not even heard of it, but in this case, he could only pin his hopes on this little mage.

All he could do was pray.

"Whoever can help him, help him clean his wound first."

"I'll do it," and without hesitation, Jill answered the matter. He wanted to do more than pray, "At the end of the day, I'm pretty experienced in that. ”

He asked the mercenaries for a few jugs of spirits - the mercenaries would take a little of this wine with them when they walked out, not to mention that it was relatively convenient to use to clean the wound when they were injured, and Jill wanted this wine to clean the wound.

Then he leaned down: Jardin's injuries were very serious, with more than a dozen wounds on his body, large and small, and after fighting for so long, the whole person had almost turned into a bloody person. Sighing softly, he cleaned the most striking wound on his chest first, and after cleaning it with spirits, he turned his gaze to the little mage, waiting for her orders.

Like the priest, the mage began to chant, but in a different way than the priest's prayer, it was an incomprehensible and even more incomprehensible language, and after about seven or eight syllables, she looked at the wound, on which a white substance appeared, and in the eyes of everyone, these white pastes were gradually absorbed by the wound and hidden under the cortex.

"The bleeding seems to have stopped?"

"Unfortunately, the wound still hasn't healed."

"It's incredible."

Jill was listening to the mercenaries' chatter, and these chatters were also his heart. The mage's healing skills seem to be a little different from the priest's, his status is higher than that of ordinary mercenaries, and he knows the limitations of some priests' healing techniques, that is, according to the priest's level, the priest's healing skills also have a strict hierarchy, and healing minor injuries cannot cure serious injuries.

According to the division of the church, Jardin's current injury should be a serious injury, and ordinary priests have no choice but to bandage him and use magic to keep his body in a relatively good state, so that he can heal naturally.

But the little mage actually did this, her healing technique can treat serious injuries, even if it is only to stop bleeding, even if it can't make the wound heal, and it can't make the injured person live immediately, but with this healing technique, she can heal serious injuries, which is enough for every mercenary group to treat her like a guest.

These thoughts dissipated in his mind after just one turn, and now the priority was to clean up the wounds, every sand counted, and for him, there was no time to waste.

A waste of time is a waste of life.

He had never felt so deeply about this sentence.

A dozen wounds are not too much, but not too much, and after about a dozen mushas, the wounds are roughly treated. At the very least, the initial hemostasis has been completed, and all that remains is to help him get a bandage, transfer to a suitable environment, and recuperate.

"Thank you." He looked up and saw the tiredness in the girl's eyebrows, and bowed sincerely.

"There's nothing to thank you for, but it's a gesture." The little mage nodded, didn't say much, just found a big rock and sat down, closed his eyes and rested.

None of the mercenaries bothered her, and they gave the mage the utmost respect to the mage who had saved the life of their leader, and might even save their lives in the future.

Monia is tired now.

Now she finally knew why, in her previous life, in the Big Bang era, there were so many strange spells that she hadn't seen a mage's low-level healing techniques. The reasons are actually very simple, one is the difficulty, and the other is the consumption. These two thresholds are enough to keep most mages out.

The difficulty of this spell is very high, and it has been several days since the Holy Rose set out to reach the southern forest, during which time the little mage has been trying to parse the spell structure of this spell, and it was only last night that he made some progress and was able to cast this spell freely.

This is still the case for a genius mage like Monia who is an etheric relative and a non-human, and who has a certain knowledge of spells in her previous life, and the difficulty for ordinary mages can be imagined. Unless necessary, few mages are willing to spend ten days and half a month trying out this complex spell model.

In the little mage's opinion, the difficulty and effect of this spell were still expected, but the loss of mental power far exceeded her estimate. Now her mental power is roughly a peak of a low-level mage, and the recovery speed of her mental power is several times that of ordinary mages, but the continuous use of this spell still almost exhausts her, and the remaining few wounds have not been treated, not really because it is too small to get in the way, but because she wants to reserve a few small spells of spiritual power for her own safety.

All in all, in Monia's opinion, it was only natural that the spell would be lost. In the later era, when the division of duties and powers was clear, the priests specialized in healing, and as for the mage, do your mobile turret, play your true nature of control, and what do dogs do with rats?

However, that is destined to be a division of responsibility that will be formed much later. In this day and age, the mages are still largely following the principles of seclusion inherited from the old gods, the priests have not yet come out of the temple, and the warriors are still fighting for the gold of power.

For many people now, this is not a good time, tyranny and strife are everywhere. But for more people in the future, this is a good era, at least this era does not have the smoke of gunpowder that fills the entire continent, at least there is still a pure land in this era, and there is hope.

This is the year of chaos, this is the year of all hope.

Monia is in this era of despair, angry screams resounding throughout the universe, unable to resist, unable to escape, can only be carried forward by the torrent of fate.

All she can do now is to try to strengthen herself before the order completely collapses, to become as strong as possible, strong enough to stand on the earth, protect everyone around her like a towering tree, and at the same time stretch its branches into the sky, and drop the gods who live high in the sky into the mortal world and crush them into mud.

To do this, she had to make a choice.

What she knows, there will be a difference.

The little mage closed his eyes and closed the tears in his eyes.

"Thank you for your assistance." After sending the leader of the "Troubadour" mercenary group to the carriage, Jill meets Eronica, who is looking for Monia, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we'd all be the ghosts of the bandits, thank you so much." ”

"You're welcome, crusading against bandits is the duty of every mercenary with a sense of justice." Eronica said, "But excuse me, I'd like to ask you to help us find our members, well, she's only that tall." She gestured with her hand, "I like to wear a hood to hide my appearance...... Well, she's a ......."

"Mage, right?" Jill smiled, "That elf lady is resting over there, she just treated a comrade for us, please rest assured, no one will disturb her." ”

"Thank you."

"No, that's what I'm saying."

Jill responded, now that the caravan's defense force had been crippled, and it could no longer withstand any wind and rain, even a small group of real bandits could wipe out the entire caravan. He had planned to hire the mercenary group that had saved them to move forward, but now that the other party seemed to be worried about the little mage, it was really not a good time to speak.

So, he led the warriors of the mercenary regiment under the banner of Swords and Roses to the little mage resting on the rock.

"Ah, Aini, Wina," the little girl rose from the rock, the breeze blowing her long black hair, "and Faith, you're here at last." An enemy warfighter had just broken into my carriage, and I had accidentally alarmed the horses while using a spell, and then ...... "the voice that had been high-pitched with excitement suddenly fell" The carriage was gone. ”

"It's okay." Having said that, Eronica knew that without the carriage, Monia would have a hard time keeping up with the mercenaries, and that the southern forest, with several days to go, was a formidable challenge for the little girl. So, she could only turn her gaze to the traveling merchant beside her: "Mr. Jill, I have a reluctant request to buy one of the carriages in your convoy. ”

"This ......" Jill hesitated, the carriage was used to escort goods, and it could not see the light. But in the face of the request of the life-saving benefactor, it is really inconvenient to refuse, "This has certain difficulties for us, please forgive me." We can provide horses if you need them. ”

"No, no, this kid can't ride a horse."

"So ......"

"Then give my carriage to this boy." Very suddenly, a voice intervened in the conversation between the two, Jill looked back in surprise, of course he knew who the owner of the voice was, but he didn't expect this one to give up his carriage, "I'm happy to serve you, ma'am." ”

"However, our destination is ......"

"No, let's go back to Aniji." Romus interrupted Jill's words, and then looked at the young mercenary leader, "This lady, you have also seen that the merchant group now has no power to protect the safety of the goods, can you please escort us." ”

"Is your destination Anigi?"

"Yes, we want to go back to the city and recuperate."

"So, what is our pay?"

"A gold Mastan."

No one will let go of the gold coins in front of them for no reason, not to mention that Aniji is also the place where they have prepared, and they have not delayed the trip at all, and they can also let Monia have a place to rest during the period, and Eronica has no reason to refuse.

At this point, the contract is concluded.

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