Duke Angmar picked up a piece of parchment as he spoke, and handed it to Sodrore with his own hands: "Don't talk about the extra nonsense, everything is here, and if there are any other requirements, I will try my best to meet them." Of course, if you want to discuss it with Roddy, it's not too late to wait until he wakes up. ”

The three of Sodrol collectively swallowed at this time, they never imagined that one day they would sit face to face in front of the supreme lord of the territory, and be so heroically knighted by the other party... While his heart was full of excitement, he was also secretly grateful to the commander who was still asleep at this time: Roddy.

Without his leadership, I am afraid that they would still only be a group of wine bags and rice bags that eat mixed rice.

"How's your arm?"

Angmar looked at the few people who were in a daze, and knew that the other party was probably a little restrained, so he asked gently-Yesterday, in order to help Wellington block that arrow, Sodrore's entire arm was directly broken, if it weren't for the timely treatment of the magician, I'm afraid this arm would never have thought of holding a sword again in this life.

"Back to the Duke, the Bishop said it would take a week or two to fully recover, but I feel fine. ”

He waved his arm, and the bandages and splints on it were so strong that they looked a little funny.

"You're all good, and I'm proud to have soldiers like you in the Roussifron family. Angmar didn't know how many times he sighed like this, he was old, and he didn't like to pretend to be a city in front of these juniors, he turned his head to Wellington next to him and said bluntly: "These are all malleable talents, you and Titus, what is that... Let's see if we can teach them. ”

Although the old duke didn't know what to say, he also knew that Roddy wanted to let Sodrore apprentice before-this incident, with Sodlore blocking the arrow for Wellington, everything that followed naturally fell into place.

Wellington and Titus should be together, although there are no superfluous expressions, but as long as they do not contradict, it means that there is no problem with this matter.

"John, Roddy hasn't woken up yet?"

"Master, if there is any news from Captain Roddy, he will definitely come to inform him immediately. ”

Angmar has asked similar words no less than three times since he got up in the morning, which can also show the importance he values Roddy in his heart, but obviously his "value" is still more subtle than Sally...

"Where's Sally? Why hasn't she come here yet?"

"Miss, she-"

John was a little embarrassed, obviously feeling that in front of outsiders, he said that his young lady guarded Roddy and didn't sleep all night... It's just not a good fit.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask. Angmar shook her head helplessly, but sighed again, as if to say to herself, "Such a powerful enemy... Why do the undead want to kill me like this?"

"Wellington, Titus, if you were to judge the undead who fled... Is there anyone in the kingdom of Karen who can beat him?"

The battle that happened yesterday broke out and ended quickly, and it only took a few minutes from beginning to end, and it only took half an hour to encircle and pursue Magda in the end, and in the end, this guy jumped directly from the city wall into the Cobb Forest - I really don't know how this guy can run so fast without half of his body.

Because he did not witness Magda's power in battle, the Duke was never able to judge his strength. Asking Wellington at this time was also the result of finally being impatient after suppressing a night of curiosity.

But when he asked this, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Wellington and Titus thought for a long time, and finally shook their heads helplessly, and replied in a low voice: "I can't think of anyone who can fight." ”

This is not an overexaggeration, it can only be said that they are more "sincere", after all, the communication and transportation in this era are not developed, and many times no one will be idle between the "masters" and deliberately run over to fight in order to compete for strength. The two knights have heard of the strong people in the kingdom, but the ones they can contact are basically close to their own strength... A few particularly powerful mages or knights and the like can't make a judgment at will, so they can't give an accurate answer at this time.

But one thing is certain: Magda, who can kill them directly with arrows alone, will definitely surpass them by a class of strength.

"In a situation like this... Roddy fought hard with that guy for a minute and got the upper hand, and it was only because he ran out of arrows that he ended up losing in close combat?"

This sentence came from the mouth of the Duke, but it was also seen by the two knights and the Doge - the undead who were so powerful that they ignored the hundreds of guards and fought back after being ambushed, even after the crossbow was severely damaged, they still escaped the city's search and escape...

Wherever you put it, a guy of this level can be called a monster.

However, it was such a "monster" that was stubbornly dogged by Roddy for 1 minute, and he was also restrained to the predetermined location.

When she thought of this fact, Angmar couldn't help but think several levels higher about Roddy, and even began to feel that she couldn't see through the young man at all.

"Although the Overlord says that he has been able to do this with a scroll, to say that he has suppressed the other party entirely with the blessing of divine magic—" Wellington shook his head and whispered, "I personally don't believe it. ”

"That old skeleton and Wellington together don't have enough to stuff between our teeth. But if Luo Di can contain him, it can only mean that he is stronger! Our group of people who fight will not talk about anything else, and if we can do this, we must have the strength in place, and it is useless to talk about anything else. ”

Titus shook his head and said this, and his words were even more direct.

Angmar turned her gaze to Sodrol and the others and asked, "Roddy... Was he that strong before?"

Ruger and Carter looked at each other, both remembering Roddy's performance in the past six months: from the beginning of leading the team to counterattack the orc's camp, all the way to the present, what this captain has done can be described as "strong"?

Sodrore even recalled the scene when he led his team to Nolan Village to pursue Roddy - the wolf cavalry that was slaughtered, the broken corpses on the ground... Whenever you think about it, it's a chilling experience.

"Captain Roddy, he... In fact, I have done a lot of things with us. ”

"Oh, he told me that you were going to the orc kingdom together, could it be that there is another story?"

The Duke raised his eyebrows, his words made the three scouts look at each other, and now, they all felt that there seemed to be nothing to hide from those things, and after thinking about it, they began to say them one by one...

In the bedroom on the second floor of the Duke's Palace, Luo Di, who was lying quietly on the bed, had not yet woken up.

Before and after coming to this world, Roddy's sleep quality has continued his previous state - because he is too rational and has low emotional intelligence, so he basically "sleeps until dawn". If you want to talk about the number of dreams, I'm afraid you can count them with your fingers in a year.

However, after being seriously injured and unconscious this time, he was always haunted by a nightmare.

The burning flames engulfed the city of Hollier, the familiar buildings and streets were distorted in the firelight, and the savage figures who rushed into the city roared and swung their weapons at the innocent civilians, and the syllables characteristic of orc language drifted intermittently into the ears, as if mocking Roddy's insignificance and incompetence.

Roddy watched all this happen, and his heart, which had been calmed down by the crossing, was once again deeply stung by this scene-destruction... Not just Holier City, but almost the entire Karen Kingdom!

And also...

The red-haired figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a pair of purple eyes looking at him, the original eccentricity had been replaced by the last touch of farewell...

The faint sound of the words echoed in my ears, and everything reappeared as if it were yesterday.

"I'm a wizard, of course I know my state, I'm just ...... Before it's all over, can you- kiss me?"

An irrepressible pain welled up from his chest, and Roddy felt that he could barely breathe, and he stretched out his hand, only to see the scene of the death of the fragrant jade reflected a blood-red in front of him...

Her whole body trembled violently with resentment and grief, and Roddy opened his mouth wide to shout, but he felt that he couldn't even say half a word, and wanted to call her name, but he couldn't use all his strength—

"Nai... Phenanthrene. ”

When he suddenly opened his eyes, the bright light made Roddy feel that it was white in front of him. He sat up suddenly, only to feel that cold sweat soaked his whole body, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the bridge of his nose.

Squinting his eyes, Roddy gradually adapted to the dazzling light, the sweat and clothes stuck together felt very uncomfortable, he breathed heavily, his mind was chaotic, his heart was filled with panic and anger, and the figure that flashed in front of him seemed to be lying on the ground silently-

It's a nightmare...

Gasping for breath, he stared straight in front of him for a few seconds, and then he remembered that it was September of 588, and all the tragedies had not yet happened.

But...

If you don't make more changes, this nightmare may still come as scheduled!

Thinking of Magda's frenzied attack, thinking of the wolf cavalry brigade of the orcs, and thinking of his own powerlessness in the dream realm, Roddy only felt a little chill all over his body - what he had done was not enough, he wanted to change the country with only a few dozen scouts? This is too far away!

The chaotic thoughts came bravely, and after another five or six seconds, Luo Di, whose breathing gradually stabilized, remembered to reach out and wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, but as soon as he raised his hand, he found that his hand was actually ... Hold?

Shocked, Roddy remembered that he hadn't figured out where he was currently staying - in his vision, the light brown quilt covered his body, obviously belonging to the high-end goods that could only be used by nobles, there were delicate wood carvings at the foot of the bed, with the wolf head logo of a wolf on it, and there were several oil paintings hanging on the wall, and the portrait was a beautiful noblewoman, and there was a vague familiarity between her eyebrows. Sunlight pours on you through the window facing you, and you can see the faint view of the city outside the window.

Turning her head, she saw Sally's pale and haggard little face, her eyes were a little red, she was biting her lip at this time, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, her hair was a little messy, and the priest's robe on her body was also a little wrinkled...

"Sally?"

The memory was still a little confused, Roddy frowned, but said in a reproachful tone: "I made them ring the bell, shouldn't you-"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Sally in surprise and got up and pounced, he wanted to dodge with abnormal soreness, but his arm was weak, and he was directly pressed on the bed by Sally...