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But Frey quickly regained that smug smile without anyone noticing, as if what was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"You shit, let's go back and rest." After everyone looked up gratefully, Alan glanced at Frey, who had to be supported by Sister Dog to stand firm, full of disdain.

"Alright, don't talk about it." Anna interrupted Ellen again.

"Hmph." Seeing Anna look like this again, Alan didn't look at Frey again, and turned away directly.

Although Anna looked at Sister Dog beside Frey, it was difficult to go over to inquire about the situation, but judging from the current situation.

Frey, who asked to go back to recuperate yesterday, recuperated for a day, but the wounds on his body slowly healed and the bruises slowly dissipated.

But the whole person's mental state is much worse than yesterday, like the body has been completely hollowed out.

Godless eyes, weak body, as the deputy commander of the crusaders, he still needs a maid to support him to stand firm and come out.

It stands to reason that what Alan said was indeed right, and even Anna, who favored Frey, felt that it was a little inappropriate.

"Frey, if it really doesn't work, you can rest for a while, and let Alan temporarily take your place as the deputy head of the regiment.

Your state will affect the soldier's momentum. Anna, who walked up to Frey, hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.

Listening to Anna's words, Frey also looked around.

I saw that the soldiers were all in full swing preparing for the next wave of monster attacks.

The eyes are firm and the morale is high.

The weak appearance of his deputy regiment commander will indeed affect the morale of the soldiers.

"All right, Her Majesty." Frey replied, although he didn't care about the position of deputy head of the regiment, but he was mistaken for a weak guy, and Frey was still a little uncomfortable.

"Frey, you know what I mean, I still hope this deputy head is yours, you are much better than Allen in command and emotional control, but in this situation, I can only arrange it for the time being." Anna could also catch a hint of inner displeasure in Frey's micro expression.

"Well, that's not what I meant, I just...... Eh, forget it, I'd better go back and recuperate first. Frey hesitated, but still didn't say anything.

was mistaken by Anna because she was unhappy because "the position of deputy head of the regiment was replaced", and Frey was really depressed.

Only let Sister Dog hold herself, like a weak old man, and slowly left.

"Mistress Frey, what's wrong with you?" Helping Frey back to the room, Sister Dog looked at Frey's extremely weak appearance, and she was also worried, and couldn't bear to ask.

"It's nothing, it's just a little tired."

"Really? Rest quickly, Lord Frey. Hearing Frey's "answer", Sister Dog did not hesitate or doubt for a moment, and immediately helped Frey to the bed, slowly put it down, gently covered the quilt, and stayed aside worriedly.

"Sister Dog, come over here." But Frey, who was lying on the bed, beckoned to the dog sister next to him.

"Huh? How? Mistress Frey? Sister Dog also bent down defenselessly and approached Frey.

"Buzz!"

I saw Frey stretch out in front of Sister Dog, and his left hand made a fluctuation.

Under the fluctuating hypnosis, Sister Canine's brain went blank, and the two eyelids on her godless eyes drooped slightly.

Completely entered the unconscious state at the mercy of Frey.

"Tricking the people you trust the most, is this hypnosis? Hehe. Frey also laughed at himself when he saw Sister Dog enter a hypnotic state under the hypnotic magic in his hand.

There is some irony about the kind of magic that has to be unleashed at close range, and that only works by those who have complete trust in themselves without the slightest vigilance, but sometimes this kind of white lie is surprisingly useful.

"Sister Dog, Sister Dog, you can stay in the room with your Lord Frey." Frey said and shoved the pillow on the bed into the dog's hand.

"Buzz!"

Frey stretched out his right hand again and made a fluctuation, and the unconscious dog sister suddenly hugged the pillow in her hand tightly, and her face turned red.

"Lord Frey, don't!" Sister Dog resisted the pillow in her hand for a while, and then pounced again, threw the pillow in her hand on the bed, and kissed and hugged the pillow "mmmmmmmmmm

The real Frey on the side of "......" was also a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect the result of his hypnosis to be like this.

But seeing that Sister Dog was completely "entangled" by the pillow and didn't realize her existence, Frey then set off and walked out.

"Hmm!" But before he could push the door open, the depleted magic in his body still made Frey's whole body tremble and fall to the side.

"Da" Frey also stretched out his right hand to support the wall, so that he did not fall.

"Whew-" Frey bent over the wall and gasped for a moment before gritting his teeth again, standing up straight, opening the door and walking out.

On the way outside, Frey also held on, dragging his extremely weak body to maintain a "normal" state before the passing soldiers.

It wasn't until he was completely out of the soldier's sight that he was holding on to the wall and gasping for air.

As soon as the tense nerves were loosened, the cold sweat on his head and body all came out in an instant, dripping on the ground.

"Damn!"

Frey, who was resting on the wall, also scolded, he really didn't expect that the large consumption of magic power in his body would have such a big impact on his physical state.

I thought that these magic were just like ordinary magic weapons, but the maker put a little effort into it, and it didn't cost anything to use it.

But Frey forgets that as well as being a user, he is also a magic weapon.

Excessive use will of course cause the depletion of one's own magic power.

"It's time to recharge." Having almost rested, Frey's hand on the wall pushed him on the wall and walked up straight again.

Frey was not satisfied with the "miracle wheat" that had matured overnight.

That little grain harvest, if it were supplied to all the Holy Land, would only be eaten in ten days.

Now Frey just wants to take advantage of the fact that the mine array can temporarily drag the ground monsters to attack, and create a few more overnight maturity "miracles".

If the monsters really start to attack at that time, Frey will not be allowed to remain weak all day long.

"Click"

This time, Frey has been walking "heavy" steps to the dungeon of Fortress H.

"What people!" Seeing someone approaching the dungeon, several martial arts women who were guarding the door subconsciously shouted out.

"It turned out to be Lord Frey." But when he saw Frey, whose face was a little ugly, he put away his weapon.

"Get out of the way!" Frey gritted his teeth, and a drop of cold sweat ran down Frey's forehead, and he was about to be unable to maintain this "normal state".

"Yes." Although several martial arts women were a little suspicious of Frey's somewhat out of shape, after all, this was Frey, the deputy head of the Crusaders, and they still stepped aside.

Only one martial arts lady stood in Frey's way.

"Give it to me...... Get out of the way......" Frey, who was blocked, even sounded a little weak, his hand drawing his sword trembled, and the cold sweat on his head couldn't stop dripping.

"I didn't ...... Without Her Majesty's permission, who ...... No one is allowed to enter the dungeon! The young martial arts girl who was blocking Frey saw the sword in Frey's hand, and her speech became a little stammering, but her inner dedication still gave her courage and shouted at Frey, an unruly superior.