"Let me find a priest to show you."

"No, it's just a contusion, a small problem."

"But I ......"

Sylvie pinched off the metal fork in her hand with two fingers.

"Pediatrics."

Carlos blushed and realized that he couldn't do it, so he lazily broke the knife with three fingers.

"No, what I want to say is ......"

"Have you ever heard of stress response?"

Carlos forcibly diverted the subject.

"Aha?!"

"The contusioned part will become thicker and harder in order to prevent it from being hurt next time, so there is no problem at all, just like Saint Seiya will not be defeated by the same move twice, so there is no problem at all!"

"But is it really okay not to pick it up? And what is Saint Seiya, a variant of the Paladin. ”

Sylvie still looked confused and guilty.

"I'm just a contusion! Not broken! ”

Carlos held out his palm and made a stop-and-go gesture.

"Listen, the Saint Seiya is the promotion class of the Paladin, and only the most powerful Saint Seiya can be called a Paladin."

"Aha?!"

Sylvie was even more confused, and couldn't help but tilt her neck and give Carlos a cute look.

"I'm by you. Only the most powerful paladins can be called Saint Seiya. As a Saint Seiya, one of the biggest characteristics is that you can't be killed no matter how you fight, and a strong body self-healing ability is the most basic feature of a Saint Seiya. ”

In order to explain that he did not break, Carlos has begun to talk nonsense.

"But is it really good not to pick it up? Let me tell you, the priest girl I want to introduce to you is really very skilled, and I wasted a lot of effort in order to poach people from the North County Monastery. Not only is the Holy Light Spell very good, but the medical skills and pharmacy are also very powerful, and the people are also good. ”

Sylvie sincerely hopes to make up for her mistakes with practical actions.

“……”

Carlos couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. My chest was uncomfortable.

"If you don't want others to know, I'll arrange it for you, and it's okay to kill people afterwards or kill them first and then kill them."

Sylvie thought she understood Carlos' concerns and was already thinking about the aftermath.

"You're enough!"

Carlos grabbed Sylvie's hand and shoved it into her crotch.

"It's not broken! Contusion! Do you understand the contusion! ”

"It's such a big shortening, and it is said that it is not broken!"

Carlos tore Sylvie's hand out in pain, and stroked his forehead speechlessly. It would be a mistake to talk about this topic with an old virgin who thinks she understands.

Carlos was glad that half of his energy had been spent on the study of the Aegis.

Since becoming a paladin, the Flame Explosion Technique has been taken over with his face, the twelve-pounder cannon has been pushed through his chest, and he has jumped directly at a height of three hundred meters, and the Holy Shield Technique is invincible. Only the crow man Ashcandi's slash made Carlos feel that the Holy Shield was showing signs of breaking.

However, such a reassuring holy shield technique was directly crushed by Sylvie......

"If you dwell on this topic any longer, our cooperation will stop."

Carlos was a little annoyed.

"Okay, then I'll introduce you to a girl."

"And she's good at medicine?"

"Hmm."

"You're enough!"

From the time you get on the airship, you start to pull the skin, until the airship goes to sea. Carlos felt that his mind had been hurt far more than his body.

After about seven hours, the airship crossed the verdant Red Ridge Mountains and reached the vast blue sea.

"You have a few of these airships."

Standing on the flight deck, feeling the sea breeze blowing across his face and watching the sun slowly set in the west, Carlos soothed.

"If we can use it, we have one, and there are only seven of them."

Sylvi ran her hand through her flowing hair and said lightly.

"The airship is actually not easy to use, and it is very large. The load was small, and the goblins were too strict about how to refine the special gas that filled the airbags. I was able to get enough supplies first, but the goblins were slashed at the price. ”

"It's a loss."

Carlos interfaces at will.

"Well, this journey alone, transporting you and your twelve guards, costs about 20,000 gold coins, and this is still your own ship."

"So expensive!"

For the first time, Carlos looked stunned. With 20,000 gold coins, you can arm two legions with some savings.

"Fortunately, if you use magic to teleport, although you can cheapen the casting materials for 7,000 gold coins, the safety cannot be guaranteed. After all, Count Heinz as a higher water element. The ability to interfere with positioning and teleportation is still there, and the holy lake is not so easy to go. ”

After saying that, Sylvie stopped talking, and cold sweat flowed slightly from her forehead, but she was quickly blown away by the sea breeze, and her face turned pale.

It took a while for Carlos to realize that Sylvie was not talking to herself, but unwittingly revealing "our" secrets.

It is clear that the physical discomfort is due to the fact that Sylvie has been warned by "us".

"If you can't say it, don't say it."

Carlos looked at Sylvie with mixed feelings, and finally wiped Sylvie's forehead with his sleeve.

"But there are some things you have to know, or you won't get anywhere. I can't make plans, you have to do everything yourself, or even hide it from me. ”

It's a complicated game......

On the one hand, we need to get information from Sylvie, and on the other hand, we need to prevent "we" from detecting anything from Sylvie.

Carlos isn't very good at this kind of tacit thing.

After four days at sea, the goblin airship arrives in the wetlands.

"It's so fast, it will take at least half a month to sail."

Looking at the mist-shrouded shore, Carlos sighed.

"Wouldn't it be good to send you directly back to Nanhai Town or Arathi Heights?"

Sylvie asked, puzzled, unable to understand Carlos' decision to land in the wetlands.

"Don't you want me to solve the problem with the key?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"These things cannot be solved by personal bravery, and without a strong enough corps, everything is empty talk."

Sylvie replied.

"I think so too."

Carlos curled the corners of his mouth with the most pretentious arc.

One hundred and forty kilometers away, the 1st Regiment of the Alterant Regiment was clearing the swamps of gnolls.

"Ymir, why are we fighting in the muddy mire against those scum who don't even let go of the bones?"

Sora looked impatient.

"It's the decision of the brick master."

At this moment, Ymir lost the impetuosity he had when he first landed, revealing the quality of a professional soldier, calm and composed.

There are quite a few people available to Carlos, but in terms of the degree of henchmen, the bricks are definitely above Ymir. When the bricks pretend to be mysterious, Ymir feels that he is being excluded from a small circle, so he is impatient. But when Fang Brick revealed the battle plan, Ymir calmed down, and it turned out that he was still "his own person".

"What's the deal, be careful I don't help you with divination!"

Sora narrowed her eyes and whispered a threat.

"I don't believe you anymore by using the excuse that you need to prepare materials, how much benefit you have made for yourself."

Ymir looked at Sora with a pained look on his face.

"Ahh

Sora looked shocked.

"You're really just lying to me!"

"Nonsense, I won't do anything that Carlos hates, I still want to be your mistress."

"Cut~~"

"I'm stupid."

By the time Ymir and Sola were gagging, the army had cleared the entire area.

The swamps in the north-central wetlands may be a nightmare for explorers, but in the face of an army of formations, the fearsome swamp creatures and gnolls are just food rations.

"Master Brick, what are we waiting for here?"

Reislin followed Fang Brick, watching Fang Brick command the soldiers from more than ten kilometers away to pick up dry soil to fill the swamp and tamp the foundation, a little unclear.

There was no suitable harbor around, and it was far from land, and only two hundred kilometers to the northeast was the boundary of Grimbaatar, which was now a war fortress for the orcs.

Could it be that Fang Brick intends to build a camp here?

"Waiting for the return of the king."

The strength of the Fa Ye is high, in addition to talent, it relies more on financial resources.

Over the years, relying on helping Carlos do dirty work, the bricks have really made a lot of benefits, and even got some rare materials that can't be bought with gold coins.

The favorable situation has made the strength of the bricks grow by leaps and bounds...... At least it seems.

Although Leslin was young, he was already the best among human mages of his age, but he felt that he couldn't see through the bricks, so he was very respectful.

In the world of magic, strength is greater than fame.

"The Return of the King...... Isn't that right? ”

Reslyn looked realised.

"Do you think my king is a willful man? It's all a big game of chess. Do you think that an army of less than 2,000 men alone will bring victory to our king? This is just the beginning. ”

The bricks look as if they are explaining, but in fact they say nothing.

The political struggle at the top is not something that Fang Brick wants to be involved in, but if you want to stay out of it, you have to understand it.

The conversation ended with a sigh, and Fang Brick closed his eyes with his staff in both hands.

My king, the stage is ready, just waiting for you to appear. (To be continued.) )