No one knows exactly how long they held back, only that it was not yet dawn, and when the legion reinforcements arrived, there were three hundred knights, and in the end there were less than twenty left.

The boy who wielded the sword in Sears also killed two of them, and Ferrante, the deputy head of the Holy Knights of Light, was killed in the line of duty.

From that night on, the two largest empires of the Northern Continent were once again plunged into all-out war, with the Bead of Kerder as the center, and the battlefield was everywhere for hundreds of miles.

Although Keadir's side was attacked by a sneak attack, because of Ferrante's desperate fight, Honoris's army was blocked in the canyon, so that Keadir did not lose the favorable terrain and carried out a counterattack.

Half a month later, the fallen knights have already been transported to Tria, and the church headquarters will hold an honorable funeral for them and pray for their ascension to the kingdom of God.

But Ferrante's body remained unmoved, but was quietly placed in the camp behind.

The twelve surviving knights guarded day and night, and even when the legion commander came to see the hero for the last time, they were stopped outside with their swords.

As time went on, questions began to arise in the camp, even if it wasn't hot now, how could a corpse not decompose?

The twelve knights did not respond to questions from the outside world, and still dutifully guarded Ferrante's body.

Only they know that the so-called rot does not exist in the boss at all.

Half a month has passed, although Ferrante has no breathing and no heartbeat, his body is still warm, although he is getting thinner and thinner, the whole person is like falling asleep.

They felt that Ferrante was not dead, and even though the army priest came to check on him at the beginning and said that he was dead, they still refused to believe it.

"The boss is a saint, the spokesman of the God of Light, his body is still warm, and his skin is not festering, how can he be said to be dead?"

The military sacrifice couldn't answer, so he had to shake his head and leave.

In fact, there is one thing they haven't told outsiders.

It's not that they don't want to send Ferrante back to Tria, it's that they can't, Ferrante's body is so strange, but he can't be shaken in the slightest.

Even if you touch it with your fingers, it will be like a sponge, and blood will keep flowing out.

At night, the two knights were standing guard outside the tent, continuing to guard Ferrante.

Suddenly, a black shadow approached from outside the camp and ran towards the tent, the two knights stared at each other, and pressed the long sword at their waists, "Who is it?"

"Get out!"

With a low shout, the black shadow instantly approached, and with his backhand, he fanned the two people blocking the door and rushed into the tent.

The two struggled to get up, but found that they were not injured, and hurriedly rushed into the tent.

"What...... Big...... Archbishop?"

"Big sister?!"

Sophia, dressed in black leather armor, glanced at her obliquely, and waved her hand: "I'm sorry, my hand was heavy just now." ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" One of the knights wanted to say something, but was pulled out by another person.

After the two were gone, Sophia looked down at Ferrante's corpse, her eyes bloodshot like worms, but not a single tear was shed.

Sophia crouched down, sniffed the air gently, and then took out the bag of red rosemary in Ferrante's clenched palm.

"Ferrante ......"

The eyes were finally a little moist, and watching the blood flow from the cracks in the armor, Sophia's palm began to glow, and all the power in her body frantically surged towards Ferrante, but it was like a mud cow into the sea, without a trace.

Sophia tried and tried, but nothing worked, and finally, she fell on the head of the bed and sobbed quietly.

"No, no! Ferrante, you'll be fine...... You see, you're still the same...... You still have a temperature...... You're a saint, you're all right, promise me......"

Suddenly, a tugging sensation appeared in Sophia's heart, and she raised her head with red eyes, realizing that something in Ferrante's body was exuding familiar fluctuations under her light magic.

Sophia got up suddenly, gently brushing the blood stain from her breastplate, only to see a crack appear on it, and within the crack, a jade sun was floating in the blood stain.

"Teacher......" Sophia muttered, "Teacher, is that you?"

Sophia wiped her tears, stretched out her hands, and poured the purest spiritual power into the jade sun.

A blinding glow lit up inside the tent, so much so that it attracted attention from outside.

Some soldiers cast curious glances, but were blocked by the knight at the door, and at the same time they were shocked in their hearts, could it be that the boss was saved?

The light shone brightly for a quarter of an hour, and when Sophia lowered her arm and touched Ferrante lightly again, this time, no blood flowed.

"Ferrante!"

"Uh...... Call...... Call...... Call...... Demand...... Demand...... Sophia?"

"You...... Are you awake?"

"I'm ......" Ferrante was in severe pain, feeling like his whole body was cracked, he turned his head to look at Sophia in black leather armor, her long hair was simply tied behind her head, revealing the 'Black Sun Sacred Seal' on her shoulder.

"Sophia, you're not a red-clothed ......"

Sophia pressed his shoulder and said softly, "I am now the vice-president of the inquisition. ”

"Why......" Ferrante gasped and looked at Sophia incredulously.

Sophia, on the other hand, just shook her head and didn't answer.

The two were silent for a while, and Ferrante suddenly laughed helplessly, causing a cough, he shook his head slightly, took the bag of red rosemary from Sophia's hand, and put it on his chest.

Then he stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and with the help of blood, he intermittently drew a blood-colored tulip on the leather armor on Sophia's chest.

"None of that matters, marry...... Marry me, Sophia, I'm to the light...... The god of light swears that I will ...... forever"

Sophia blinked, blocking Ferrante's lips with her fingers.

"I promise you. ”

......

......

After that, things were very simple, Sophia used magic to treat Ferrante, but because the injury was too serious, she still needed to recuperate for a while.

However, this boosted the morale of the soldiers of the front-line regiments, and everyone believed that the god of light was watching over them, so much so that the last few battles have been won one after another.

Ferrante's jade sun was also taken out, but it was no longer complete, and a clear crack appeared on the jade sun.

Sophia couldn't help but think of the teacher's words before leaving, relying on this jade sun, she could get his help three times, and it seemed that Ferrante should have used it once.

Sophia is grateful to her teacher, after all, Ferrante is now standing alive in front of her.

But they probably didn't realize that this was just an autonomous trigger mechanism that Cassia had left on the jade, and that he himself had temporarily left the Atlantic world after teaching the first magicians.

Two months have passed, the war in the Elder Grand Canyon is in full swing, and the nobles of Kaiadir have learned their lesson and dare not fight casually at this time.

Ferrante rejoins the battlefield after recovering from his injuries, only this time he has twelve knights by his side, and there is also Sophia in the shadows.

In Tria, ordinary people are doing well, after all, it is the capital of the empire and the headquarters of the church.

On this day, Winston got up early in the morning as usual and walked into the study alone.

He has been back in the human world for a long time, and he did not say goodbye to his father, but simply left a letter and stepped into the mysterious magic academy.

Now that he came back suddenly, he naturally couldn't avoid his father's blame, but fortunately, with Dinah, his father saw that he would have the opportunity to hug his grandson's face immediately, but he didn't keep chasing and scolding him, but he never gave a good face.

But none of this mattered, the important thing was that Winston felt more and more incompetent, as if out of the academy, he was not worthy of being a magician at all.

Chirping...... The door was pushed open, and Dinah walked in with a cup of tea.

"I want you to sleep more. ”

"Winston, in the Elves, I got up much earlier than I do now. ”

"Is it for trick-or-treating?"

Dinah smiled disgustedly: "Haven't I always been honest since I came to your human world?"

"You've changed a lot ......"

"You have to learn to grow up. Dinah put down the tea, walked behind Winston, and rubbed her temples gently, "Haven't you solved it yet?"

"Nope. Winston shook his head, "Dinah, you know what, although I am only a fourth-level magician, I have never felt inferior in the academy, because I am always the first in the exams where I can give answers with pen and paper. ”

"But your practice class is always last. ”

"Huh. Winston smiled, that's what Dinah does.

"Alas, but after leaving the academy, I feel like I have become a fool all of a sudden, take this glass as an example, all kinds of material ratios, and temperature, after calculation, I can burn crystal clear glass, but I can't succeed, not even as good as the results of Lem's graduation, let alone the transparency of the teacher's crystal ball. ”

"Winston, you don't have to dwell on glass. Alchemy alone, as well as the mechanism technique of the Lem dwarf clan, there are too many options, such as the dwarf kind of thing that can be engraved, didn't Lem say that he plans to try it on paper when he goes back? Then we can too!"

Winston closed his eyes and thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "But I can't get over this, I must fire the glass first." ”

"Okay, okay. Dinah let go of her hand and shrugged, "I'm going to breakfast, do you want to come along?"

"What to eat?"

"Hot pot! Your human world is really amazing! This kind of thing can be invented!" Dinah instantly seemed to be a different person.

Winston smiled helplessly, got up and picked up his coat: "Let's go, but don't use magic casually, this is the headquarters of the Church of Light, and it will be a big trouble to be discovered." ”

"I see!"

"By the way, speaking of hot pot, I was entangled for a long time between learning magic and opening a hot pot restaurant......