Harry didn't get weaker at first, but he was afraid, afraid of the pain, the pain that caused trauma to his young mind, and when he fought with Lauren, although Harry didn't think about how to escape the battle, he subconsciously wanted to protect himself, he didn't want his body to be hurt, he just ran away.

Now it's different, Harry, who has changed his mood, understands that any strong power requires a certain price, it's just that everyone has a different way to get power, this is their own way to become stronger, only by accepting it can they become stronger, in order to protect everyone, so they have no reason to refuse.

"Miss Kalia, everything is ready, do you need to go now?" The old butler appeared outside the pavilion and said to Kalia, who was helping Harry with his medicine.

"Thank you for your help, the person we are waiting for has not arrived yet, and we need to wait for a while, I am tired of you." Kalia said with a smile.

"It's okay, there is one more thing, this is our young master's apology, I'm really sorry." The old butler took out a delicate little gift box the size of a palm and handed it to Kalia.

"Then Kalia is here to thank Marquis Lauren for the gift." Kalia was not polite, and accepted it directly, and the old housekeeper was relieved to see her accept it, smiled slightly, and left.

Kalia opened the gift box, and Harry in his arms also looked at it with a curious face, but he didn't expect that the contents turned out to be a small white ceramic bottle, Kalia shook it gently, and there was a liquid vibration sound from inside, twisting the lid open, and Kalia sniffed it.

"It's a high-end healing potion, Harry, your injuries will heal soon." Kalia said happily to Harry in her arms, and took out a cotton swab to help Harry wipe it up.

Harry could feel that the potion had a faint fragrance, the swollen area on his face was cold, very comfortable, and the pain was reduced a lot, Harry had to say at this time, this medicine was really amazing.

Although Harry's face and some parts of his body were still slightly red, the swollen area had subsided and it looked fine, and after a while, Harry was able to walk on the ground.

"Miss Kalia, there are two people looking for you outside the manor." A maid hurried into the pavilion and said to Kalia.

"I know, I'm really tired of you, you can go and get busy first, and I'll take care of the rest." Kalia said politely to the maid.

"You, you don't need to do this, then I'll get busy first." The maid bowed her head slightly in a panic, and ran away, obviously a little unaccustomed to such polite language from Kalia, she was a servant, and it was the first time she was thanked, although the person in front of her was the same as her, but she also knew that this person's identity was still higher than her, and it was the dream of countless people to be able to be the exclusive maid of the Sword Master.

"Harry, can you walk?" Kalia said to Harry, who was constantly walking back and forth in the pavilion.

"Yes, you see, I'm fine, this potion is really effective." Harry waved his hands and stretched out his legs, signaling that he was all right.

"That's a pity, I wanted to hug you again." Kalia looked at Harry with a regretful expression and said.

"I, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need Sister Kalia to hold me." Harry blushed slightly and retorted.

Kalia looked at Harry's cute blushing face, covering her mouth and smiling.

"By the way, Sister Kalia, what kind of letter did she leave behind, master?" Harry and Kalia were walking down the hallway leading to the door, and Harry asked suspiciously.

"Master Festeria said, let us wait for the others, it is your opponent Monshente, and let him go to the imperial capital with you." Kalia said.

"Huh? Why? ”

"Festeria thinks that his magical talent is good, and it is a pity to be buried in this small place, so she funded him to send him to the magic academy for further study, which can be regarded as making some compensation to everyone in the village."

"Well, it looks like our journey won't be so boring." Harry said happily.

Soon, the two of them came to the gate of the manor, and the knight stationed outside the door respectfully opened the door for Caria, and there were two people standing outside the door, one big and one small, a bearded and restless uncle, and the other a gray hat boy who took up almost half of his head.

"Miss Kalia, we are here, and Monshint will take care of you." Bosson saw Kalia and the others, and pulled Monschent forward with him.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of him." Kalia said with a smile as she crouched in front of Monshent.

"I'm relieved to have your words, then I'll go first, Mengmeng go." Bosson nudged Monshint in front of him.

But Monshant looked very reluctant, his eyes were still a little red and swollen, and he looked like he had cried.

Bosson smiled bitterly at Kalia for a while, squatted in front of Monshint and grabbed his little shoulder, and said earnestly, "Mengmeng, this is a good opportunity, Lord Festeria gives you such an opportunity, you have to make good use of it, understand, don't live up to everyone's expectations of you." ”

"But Uncle Boson, if I'm gone, who do you all need to protect me, it's too dangerous." Monshent finally couldn't help it, and said reluctantly with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you see my muscles, monsters have to run when they see me." Bosson smiled and pinched his strong muscles.

"Okay, let's go, I'll come back after completing my studies, but don't forget everyone." Bosson shoved the weeping Monschent in front of Kalia.

"Uncle, your face is very bad, it's okay, or go to the doctor first." Harry looked at Bosen, who had a haggard face and messy hair, and said worriedly.

"I'm fine, don't worry, then I'll go back." Bosson laughed and was about to leave.

"It's all a good thing that crazy woman did! Uncle Bosson's children and wife are dead, and he is the only one left, and everyone in the village is like this, and everyone in the village is like this, and they are all blamed—" Monshint yelled at Harry with tears in his eyes.

"Enough! Monchente, I tell you again! If you're being rude to Harry, don't come back, you know! Bosson slapped Monshint in the face, leaving a clear red mark, and Bosson said angrily.

"Miss Kalia, I beg your pardon, don't worry about children," then Bosson bowed his head and apologized to Kalia, and then turned away, never looking at Monschant.

Monshint looked at the broad back in the distance in disbelief, held back tears, turned his face away, and did not look at Bosen.

Three sturdy white horses led a magnificent red-lacquered carriage before them in front of them.

"Alright, we're leaving." Kalia opened the door of the carriage and said to Harry and Monshint.

Harry and Monshant didn't say much, they both got into the car, and Kalia was still in front of the chauffeur, driving the three horses, and the carriage moved, bringing up a puff of dust, and leaving the manor.

"Young master, I've already handed over the things to him." The old butler said respectfully to the figure looking out the window.

"Thank you for your hard work." That figure was naturally Lauren, he looked at the carriage in the distance outside the window and said lightly.

"This kid is weak, but I always feel that he is not such a simple guy, and I am looking forward to his future, interesting." Lauren turned around and said.

"By the way, you're going to have a big welcome party for me tonight, and I'm going to surprise Festeria." Lauren said happily to the old butler.

"Young Master, Miss Festeria said she wouldn't come back, they lived somewhere else." The old butler returned.

“……… What the?! Why did Festralia leave me? Am I doing something bad?! Lauren was silent for a moment, and then said like five thunderbolts.

"Have you forgotten what you did last night?" The old butler said embarrassedly.

"Cut, I just peeked at her taking a shower, but I didn't see it, and I almost didn't split her in half, what's the big deal." Lauren explained.

"No, I think that's the crux of the matter, young master." The old butler took out a white silk scarf and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The red carriage was pulled by three sturdy white horses, and drove on the wide avenue, on both sides of the road were planted with yellow flowers, and the smell of flowers wafted in, and now they were out of the city, and were on their way to the imperial capital, and many pedestrians could be seen watching the yellow flowers along the way.

"I'm sorry, Monshint, I didn't mean to, I think there must be some misunderstanding in this, the master would not do such a thing, the master said that at that time, the people in the castle had become undead, and there were no living people." Harry said to Monshint, who was looking out at the scenery by the window.

From the time he left the manor to the present, Monshant ignored Harry, quietly looking out the window at the scenery along the way, and the atmosphere in the carriage became very awkward.

"She's your master? I really can't see it, it's really all a virtue. Monshint turned his head to look at Harry and said mockingly.

"......" Harry looked at him silently.

"What's wrong? Watch what I do. Monshint said suspiciously, why is this guy staring at me?

"It's nothing, I just think you're going to be tired like this, you have to keep it like this every day." Harry said with a grin, scratching his head.

"What are you talking about, it's nonsense." Monshen looked out the window.

"I'm talking about your character, you're just pretending, in fact, your character is not like this, but a very kind character who cares about others." Harry looked at him and said.

"I didn't, you're thinking too much, you mother..." Monshint was about to scold, but he stopped scolding Harry when he looked at Harry's dark, eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

"No, you see, I can't say it, since you cried in front of me at that time, I vaguely felt it, and with your eyes in the manor at that time, I knew that you were pretending." Harry explained as if he had seen through him.

"Yes and so, no, what's the point." Monshant said as he stared at Harry.

"Of course you have, at least prove that you're a good communicator and not a bad boy who swears." Harry said with a smile.

"Well, what would you do if I said I would kill your master in the future?" Monshant stretched his face in front of Harry.

"If that's the case, I'll stop you and defeat you, are you satisfied?" Harry was stunned for a moment, but then smiled and put his face close to him.

"No matter what, I will kill your master and avenge everyone!" Monshent gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"I'm waiting for that day to stop you." Harry didn't back down, and said solemnly.

The distance between the two was very close, and a pair of dark blue eyes and a pair of pitch-black eyes looked at each other, as if they could spark.

Suddenly, the wheels of the carriage shook against a stone, and Harry and Monshant gave each other their first time, and the two were caught off guard by kissing each other.

It is conceivable that both of them were stunned for a moment, feeling the softness of their lips, and the warm snort between the two, they screamed in fright, and then they both quickly separated with crimson faces, and each leaned against each window to look at the scenery without speaking.

"I'm really sorry, there are too many rocks on the road to hide, what's wrong with you?" Kalia's apologetic voice came, and she looked back at the two people who were far away and asked suspiciously.

"Can you drive steadily?" Harry and Monshent said in unison.

"Huh? I'm sorry. Kalia looked at the two of them inexplicably and said with a wry smile.

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"Poof!" The two headless corpses fell heavily, and then their bodies burned with white holy flames, which was the purifying effect of Festeria's blessed rappier, doubling the damage caused to evil creatures such as the undead, and it also came with a purifying flame, which was extremely useful.

Festria put away her rapier and covered her nose, the smell of burnt was unpleasant, and she hurriedly retreated.

"Mistress Festeria, it's all cleaned up." A knight in a white cloak walked up with a sword in his hand.

The people gathered around watched in horror, at the corpses of the white holy flames burning, some of them fell to their knees near these corpses and wept bitterly, and no one came out to stop the slaughter.

"Let's go, go to the next place." Festria said lightly, glanced at the people around her, and rode away.

Festeria and they are currently exterminating the undead who have survived and hidden in the human gathering place, according to the inference of the castle that does not destroy, there must be surviving undead in the annex, and they cannot be allowed to endanger the safety of the people, this is also the usual style of Festria, every time they find a gathering place of these undead, they will have to conduct a big search around.

All members of the Guardian Order are equipped with the blessing of the Light, armor and weapons, as well as clothing, which are literally armed to the teeth, like a team dedicated to destroying the undead.

"How many more places?" Riding to the next area, Festria said to the knight riding beside her.

"Six more places, Lord Festeria." The knight took out the map and looked at it carefully, then said.

After hearing this, Festria sighed and grumbled, "Alas, I'm so tired, I really want to go back to sleep." ”

The knight only smiled, did not speak, and put away the map, and the cloaks of the group fluttered wildly in the wind.

And the punk side ......

"Damn, why are there so many!" Punk cut down an undead who pounced, watched more and more undead come around, and said in pain as he touched his bald head.

The surrounding knights are also fighting hard, but there are too many of these undead, and they are a little annoyed to cut it, because they still have more than ten areas to search.

"Die!!" The sound of punk's fury resounded throughout the village, followed by an earth-shattering explosion that scared the birds away from the surrounding woods.

The situation on that side of the wave is not optimistic, and it is also quite tiring, a beautiful beautiful undead is biting the neck of the wave hard, but there is no wound at all, it is not painful or itchy for the wave, it is like nothing bites, but the armor of her hand close to the wave is scorched, and it is miserable.

"Roar!" Suddenly, several standing undead appeared around, and they looked at Nabo with fierce eyes, and Nabo glanced at them, and said a little embarrassed, "I only like beautiful women." I'm not interested. ”

"So, you're going to kill me!" Nabo pulled out the sword at his waist and slashed them to death...

Ibette staged the scene of the hero saving the beautiful woman, Ibette was like lightning, walking through these undead, and wiped them out at once, easily and freely, causing the rescued people to scream madly, the women were full of love, and the men were ......

This is someone assigned such a task for the sake of laziness, poor Nabo doesn't know how much his task is, and he is still playing leisurely.