When Roland woke up again, it was already the next morning, but when Roland touched the bed again, he didn't feel that warmth again. It seems that he has lost a lot of preferential treatment after waking up, Roland thought to himself.

"Hey, Your Highness, you're awake. As Roland groped again, a medical officer who was on the side saw Roland's movements and said, and then the medical officer ran out of the tent to inform the whispering team. After a while, only a noise was heard from far and near, slowly coming to the camp.

"Sora Occam, you go slower, hold steady, don't turn over the soup. This is the voice of E. Ward.

"That's it, you have to be careful, for this pot of soup, we have run all over Shantou near the medical guard. If you knock over Lao Tzu and let you make a human flesh sandbag. The irascible Solo Christine exclaimed.

"It's, it's, be careful. The rest of the crowd coaxed.

"Don't make a noise, make a noise, let the master accidentally knock over this soup, see how the master cleans you up. Sora Occam fought back unconvinced.

"Okay, don't make any noise, it's almost time to get to the camp, don't disturb the world, if you dare to knock over this soup, you don't want to eat my cooking, go eat the big pot of rice yourself, and you, be quiet. At this time, Yan Ofeliel said angrily. Listening to all this quietly, a warm smile appeared on Roland's face, since Roland was sensible, he has been undergoing harsh training, and his mother has not seen Roland since he was sensible, but he vaguely remembered that day he was lying quietly in his mother's arms, and after seeing his mother receive a letter, he hurriedly put himself down, and finally only remembered that his mother said to himself: "Grow up well, Roland." After that, he never saw his mother appear, and after he was sensible, he asked his father, and his father told Roland that he would tell him when he should know, so the feelings shown by the whole team at this time are what Roland has always known but does not have.

With the sound of the curtain lifting, Roland asked about a tempting fragrance, after a few days of not eating, not to mention the food cooked by Yan O'Felil, even the most ordinary food would make Roland shout delicious. And as everyone slowly approached, the tempting fragrance became more and more intense, and with the fragrance Roland knew that this was a soup made by ginseng, a species endemic to the Blair Mountains, a bird that is extremely rare in the vast Blair Mountains, and because of its rapid movements, it is difficult for ordinary people to catch even if they see it. It is said that this bird feeds on wild ginseng unique to the Blair Mountains, so some people once tried to domesticate it, but this bird would rather starve to death than eat anything except the wild ginseng unique to the Blair Mountains, and in the end it could only end in failure. At the same time, due to the particularity of its food, this kind of poultry has an excellent therapeutic effect on some seriously injured people, especially the soup stewed with it, which is not only delicious, but also has a better nourishing effect than its meat.

"Come on, put it here, be careful, alas, yes. Even when they arrived at the camp, everyone still looked at the pot of soup carefully, carefully commanding the unreliable Sora Occam, and when the soup pot was finally safely placed on a stable table, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had completed a very important task. Immediately afterwards, Roland heard the sound of dishes.

"Roland, open your mouth and drink the soup. After a while, the familiar face of Yan O'Feliel appeared in Roland's field of vision, and after scooping up a spoonful and blowing on it, he whispered to Roland. After looking at Yan Ofeliel for a while, Roland opened his lips that had not been moved for a long time, and a warm current slowly flowed into his body from his mouth, and in this way, he slowly fed the bowl of soup in his hand with a spoonful of it, and for a while Roland wished he could slow down. And with this bowl of soup in his stomach, Roland obviously felt that he was much better than before.

"Come, drink a little. It wasn't long before a small bowl came over from Yan O'Feliel and repeated the same action again. After drinking another bowl of soup, Roland shook his head lightly and signaled that he would not want to.

"You...... You ......" After repeated efforts, Roland finally succeeded in doing what he had always wanted to do, and that was to speak. "Both...... Eat them all...... The dot ......" is weak, but unusually clear.

"Hey, I'll just say, this chicken soup will be fine after His Royal Highness drinks it. Although Sora Occam still said in a nonchal, his words were full of relief.

"It doesn't take me Solo to chase after that guy with all my might. Although Solo Christine is still so irritable, the joy in his words is difficult to hide.

"Roland, you let it go, these guys are not as honest as you think, if I hadn't stopped them, I guess they wouldn't even have this soup left, and the meat of the stew would have been eaten by them. Yan O'Felil said as she spoke. Joy, but at the same time with a little tears.

"I can't drink much by myself, so I'll let everyone share the rest. After a little rest, as the effect of the chicken soup slowly came up, Roland spoke a lot more neatly, and paused to say, "Don't think I don't know, how much meat can be boiled in the soup, how effective it can be, this battle is the result of everyone's joint efforts." ”

"Okay, don't talk, rest first, and divide the soup with your hands. Looking at Roland's laborious words, the most convincing Yi Ward hurriedly said.

"Let's drink it here, it doesn't taste good when it's cold......" Roland said uneasily.

"Come on, let's drink soup together, I just said it, His Royal Highness the Prince just woke up, and he can't drink too much. Sola Occam scurried to the side, although it sounded heartless, but everyone knew that this guy was actually the most protective of this pot of soup, except for Yan Ofeliel who was boiling the soup, he did not let anyone approach the pot of soup, and kept staring at the pot of soup until it was boiled, even if he did the moving afterwards, he did it himself, as if he was afraid that someone would steal it. In the sound of chopsticks and soup, everyone finally had to drink the remaining chicken soup, and Roland also fell asleep after everyone drank the soup.

For the next few days, Roland's food was taken care of by Yan O'Feliel, and under the careful care of Yan O'Feliel, Roland finally walked on the ground on the fourth day. In fact, Roland did not recover so quickly, and the careful care of Yan O'Feliel in the past few days made Roland suddenly have an urge to go on like that, but when he thought of the battle on the front line, Roland realized that there were still many things he should protect.

After a week's restful rest, the entire team except Trosa, who was unable to fight due to a broken bone, and everyone in the Whispering team, including Roland, had recovered to their best, and Roland and E. Ward had found their way after a battle on the mountainside. Yi Ward found the way of sacrifice, as a warrior of the Sword and Shield Battalion, his existence is to give more help to the more behind him, and this help often represents sacrifice, just like when fighting with the orange halo commander, at that time Yi Ward knew that only by sacrificing himself can he provide the greatest help to the team, and he is the oldest, most experienced, and most powerful in this team, so many times this team needs to sacrifice for him in front. And Roland found the way to guard, his mother's instructions before leaving, the expectations of his father and Yuwen Baixiao and Bron, plus the battle on the mountainside, Roland knew that he was the hope of everyone, they needed their own protection, now and in the future.

"What's our name?" Roland asked aloud to the team on the medical guard's school grounds.

"The whisper of the first, the whispering squad. The crowd shouted in unison.

"Okay, let's go!" Roland gave an order, leading everyone to the front line, before Roland asked someone to send a message to the Prince of Ceylon, hoping that he and his team could go to the front line, and the Prince of Ceylon also gave consent, so after everyone finished resting, they marched towards the front line together, including the wounded Trosa, because they are a small team, and no one will be left behind.