There are five levels of knights, with the Bronze Knight being the lowest, and according to Merlin's speculation, Harrell has at least reached the level of a Silver Knight. However, the level of the city lord of a city is definitely not low. After all, the territory of the Goths is still respected by force.

Merlin has awakened the Mind Beast, and according to the conventions of the mainland, he should be able to reach the level of the Black Iron Knight by now, but there are exceptions to everything. Merlin's awakened mind beast is a small insect bumblebee, and so far it has only been able to control a few small insects, except for the speed has become faster and the nose has become more sensitive, nothing else is there. None of this will help much in combat effectiveness.

A bumblebee knight with a completed legacy shouldn't be so poor in content, but so far Merlin hasn't found any valuable clues. In Ash Furnace Village, unlike when I was in the empire before, there are things I don't understand, you can look up information on the Internet. The literate people in the entire Ash Furnace Village could count them on one finger, and Merlin didn't know who to ask even if he had a question.

The lush willow trees cast a large shade in the garden, and the low moon flowers bloomed listlessly. The noonday sun was white, and the servants in the city lord's mansion had panicked faces and hurried past Merlin. Merlin calmly followed behind these people, it stands to reason that he was an unwelcome guest and should not be wandering around the city lord's mansion, but he still couldn't help but walk in.

It should be an instinct, and when you hear someone overboard, you always have to take a look, maybe it can help.

Not far away, a delicate girl with a slender body sat on the ground, her eyes glazed and her face frightened, and the tears on her face had not dried. On the edge of the well beside her, a group of people gathered together, and from inside came a heart-rending cry.

Merlin pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, a two- or three-year-old doll with wet hair and clothes, eyes closed, lips white, lying motionless on the ground.

Apparently the little doll must have fallen into the well and then been scooped up again. Judging by her appearance, she should have drunk a lot of water.

Merlin placed his hand on the back of the doll's neck, his pulse was weak, and his breathing had almost stopped.

"Spread out, spread out quickly. Merlin raised his head and roared consciously.

He laid the doll's soft body flat, then took off his shirt and folded it together to cushion the back of the doll's neck. Mei Xiaolin has experienced several rescues of critically ill patients, and has received special cardiopulmonary resuscitation training for first aid after stopping breathing.

"Can you save someone?" Harrell's face was pale, and his massive body staggered, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Merlin carefully pried the little doll's mouth open with his fingers, quickly checked whether there was anything in her mouth, and then shook his head, "Death has come, who can stop him." ”

Although Merlin said this, the movements in his hands did not mean to stop, no one can guarantee that this little life will be saved, but as long as there is one in ten thousand hopes, it should not be given up. After all, such a soft and fresh life was so real in Merlin's hands that he was unwilling to give up even a glimmer of hope.

The little doll's mouth exuded the fragrance of life, and Merlin's heart trembled, and he blew a breath into her chest. Then try to recall the essentials and tips of CPR.

The immature chest cavity could not withstand the strong compression, Merlin carefully controlled his strength, if a secondary injury was caused, in such an environment, even if he was rescued, the injury to the back ribs would not be easy to deal with.

"Is this a transfer of anger to Yara?" a startled voice rang out all around Merlin as he blew into the little doll's mouth again.

"Is he the devil?"

"Shut up, shut up. A richly dressed woman in the crowd swept the crowd with cold eyes, her eyebrows raised slightly, and suddenly there was no sound around. "Don't let out what you've seen today, and if I hear anyone talking nonsense outside, there will be a few more crucified people outside Hibo. ”

Wow, wow, all of a sudden, Arra on the ground moved.

There is still some psychological burden to save people, but if you save a fragrant and soft little person, even the demon king will not refuse. New life represents hope, and the two- or three-year-old doll is almost the most hopeful age.

Merlin was happy, and everyone could tell they were happy. It was about a brutal battle with death, and Yara seemed a little nervous. He didn't cry, his tender little hands gripped Merlin's sleeves tightly, and Harrell's trembling hands couldn't break his son's hands for a long time.

The paleness on the face of the richly dressed woman beside Merlin still did not recede, and at this moment she wanted to take little Yara from Merlin's hand, and seeing Harrell's efforts in vain, a sharp look, the lord of Hippo City immediately retreated meekly like a pug.

Feelings, this is the real boss of the City Lord's Mansion, and he didn't raise his head to look at it twice. This is also a half-orc, except for the less obvious leopard print on his face and pointed ears, he looks the same as a human noblewoman, but such half-orcs are usually masters. And it's not an ordinary master, because the half-orcs can retreat their own half-orc characteristics when they cultivate to a high and profound realm, and it is said that there was once a half-orc of the divine level, and there is no difference between the whole body and humans.

"This is my wife, Catherine!"

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, greetings to Merlin from Ashfurnace Village!" Merlin handed Yara to Catherine, but the sudden sound of hula and hula in the air attracted everyone's attention.

Merlin looked up, and a woman in a gray robe with a scepter in her hand fell to the edge of the well, looking anxious and nervous, and before she could stand still, she asked, "How is Yara, how is he?"

The Golden Knight, only the Golden Knight can walk in the sky with such ease.

Merlin's heart tightened, he didn't know that there was a golden knight in Hippo City, and it seemed that the person's dress should be a nun from Michel's Abbey.

"It's all right, Yara is all right, His Highness Merlin saved him. Catherine came back to her senses, and in a trance she felt a little unreal.

But the nun reached out before Catherine and took the little doll that Merlin had handed out.

Yala was in the nun's hand, but she stretched out her hand to the maid who was spread on the ground, opened her mouth and cried out in a milky voice, "Hug, hug." ”

At this moment, the scepter in the nun's hand moved, and in a flash of light, it struck at the top of the maid's head. Merlin had no doubt about the outcome of the rod.

Then he moved, and his right hand moved like a cloud on the edge of the sky.

Cloud Strike activated.