The strange events that had taken place in the convent's isolation chamber quickly reached Rhodes' ears. Despite the raging snow outside the castle, Rhodes rushed to Sarac's Abbey as soon as possible to visit Lyanna. At the same time, the soldiers were ordered to cordon off the isolation ward of the monastery.

"I tried my best, I really tried my best...... There has never been a patient as hard to cure as he is! Even Sarak's manifestation still can't save him......"

When Rhodes arrived, Lyanna was staring at the hut in a daze, an hour before she had been inside, trying to save the sick, and now she was standing outside, helpless about the disease. The snowflakes hit her face, but she was unconscious, cold tears overflowed from her eyes, she couldn't face herself, she had done so much, but she still couldn't save a life.

Seeing Rod coming, she could no longer control the fragile emotions in her heart, and lay on Rhodes' chest and cried bitterly.

The soldiers on the side turned their heads and looked at their lord with strange eyes. And Rod embarrassedly told them to go away and go about their own business. At this time, it was inconvenient for him to drive Lyanna away, so he could only let her vent her emotions for a while, and then talk about the rest slowly.

"Alright, alright, it's not your fault. You did everything you could. Let the gods decide his fate. ”

Rod comforted and patted Lyanna on the back, and after a while, the priestess realized that she had lost her words and deeds, and hurriedly pulled away from Rod with an embarrassed expression.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, which was a remorse for her lack of skill. For a true physician, watching a patient die in pain is the most painful thing to do.

"Sorry, I just ......"

"You just cried like a little girl, nothing, no one saw it. ”

Rod smiled comfortingly.

"What are you going to do with Parral? ”

Lyanna looked at Rhodes with resentment, not resentment towards Rhodes, but resentment for her own medical skills and inability to revive the patient.

"He's gone, and if you can't save him, there's no one else in Blackhammer to save him. ”

Rod sighed.

"Let him stay a few more days, maybe there will be a turnaround?"

Lyanna was finally unwilling, she still hoped for a miracle.

"There is no turning point because his body has begun to mutate ......"

Rhodes was silent for a moment, then continued—

"This is no ordinary rat fever, Lyanna...... Just now, Diego had gone in and ended his life. The evil god Nurgle had manifested himself in him, so Sarak could not cure him. ”

"Evil gods?"

Lyanna was stunned...... She never thought that what she was fighting against was the God of Chaos. The disease was eating away at Parral, it was tormenting him, making him desperate and desperate to the point of despair, and finally praying to the god of chaos...... Little Snail Chinese Network

"Well, only a few of us know about this now, you have to keep this secret and not let the people know, you know, if the people know, it will only cause panic. ”

Rod touched the stubble on his chin and said earnestly. Indeed, the forces of chaos are pervasive, and he has been tempted by fear and slackers many times, and now, the god of the plague has also come to the door, and sure enough, the proximity to the chaos wasteland is all kinds of threats. Rhodes was only a little glad that various temples were built early, so that the people had faith and would not suddenly become believers in evil gods.

......

At Berto Manor, young Tallinnam, dressed in a military uniform, waited outside the door. Today is the day of departure, and according to Berto, the entire Western Kingdom is facing a great test, and the armies of the beastmen who once ravaged Bretonnia and Atholoren are back. This is an incomparably large army, so large that it can be described in words. Thousands of beastmen gathered under the leader, pouring out of the forest, it seemed that for a hundred years they had waited only for this one full attack.

Tallinnham didn't know where he was going, but he had to carry out Berto's orders. According to the previous contract, he became Berto's attendant and was to follow him at his side. However, Tallinnam also had a word with the old knight, if one day his original lord Rhodes was in danger, he would do his best to rescue him, and when the time came, Berto could not stop him.

Berto agreed, so he served the old lord wholeheartedly for the past two years.

"Ha, look at your outfit and outfit, it's just like I was back then. ”

Berto walked out of the manor in the presence of his servants, dressed in Bretonnia-standard knight's plate armor and with an elaborate elven sword at his waist, which Berto had said had been given to him out of gratitude when he rescued the Wood Elf Ranger.

On top of that, the entire equipment he wears is made by a human blacksmith. The plate armor was made by Klaus, the famous blacksmith of Bretonnia, and the shiny silver cuirass carved with two horses, one of the elven horses that Berto now rids, and the other of the Bretonnian horses he once ridden. The loyal horse was later killed by a group of green-skinned orcs, who buried it in the place where it had died.

Berto didn't wear a helmet, and although he had to wear it when he went into battle, he really didn't like to wear it on the road. According to his words, the air in Bretonnia was fresh, and he couldn't breathe fresh air with a tin can, only the smell of his own sweat and the suffocating smell of blood on the battlefield.

"Very good, I'm satisfied. Let's go. ”

He looked at Tallinnam's outfit and nodded in satisfaction. And gave the order to go.

The manor, or castle, faded behind it. Berto's wife, Anna, and the servants performed a ceremonial farewell ceremony at the gate of the manor. Although Tallinnham knew that they might be happier when Berto was gone, because there was no one to restrain them anymore.

There were more than 500 people on the trip. Tallinnham didn't know that Berto could gather so many people at once, he originally thought that Berto's power was just a manor, however, he later learned that the manor was just his home, and his territory was almost as vast as Blackhammer Castle. Bretonnia is no more north than Kislev, and there are more people living here in the same land, that is, in fact there are more people in Berto's territory than in Rhodes' domain.

Therefore, as soon as the king's conscription order was issued, knights from all over the country came, and they had at least a few dozen troops under their command, and when they were gathered, they formed an army of several hundred men. There were many lords like Berto, and Tallinnam knew that as soon as the king's assembly order sounded, such troops converged like a trickle to the capital of Cologne throughout the territory of Bretonnia, and finally converged into a sea, a sea of knights...... Every national mobilization of the Kingdom of Bretonnia is always so glorious and magnificent, it is like an epic, and it is like a fairy tale.

Tallinnham was a little impatient, and he longed to witness it. But at the same time, he is worried about this coming big war, and he knows that war is not so romantic, most of the time, only cruelty, bloodshed and despair...... Glory is only short-lived, and when the blade is added, only the desire to survive remains.

"My lord, this time you answered the king's call to go to the capital to fight in the national war, will your wife miss you?"

On the country road, riding a war horse, Tallinnham asked curiously. He was always interested in everything about Berto, first because of his experiences, and later about his married life. A man of temperament who always does a lot of crazy and romantic things. In this regard, Tallinnham can be said to admire his bravery and enthusiasm, as fiery as a moth to fire.

"Miss me? huh...... After all these years, the gap between me and her has only deepened, not diminished. As you know, she couldn't understand what I was doing, and I, though I knew what she wanted, couldn't. I can't live like she said, then, it's not me, if I live as she says, I don't have any point in living in this world. As for whether she will miss me, I think maybe, maybe not. ”

Berto said, his face a little bitter, but as the leader, he forcibly suppressed his emotions. After all, with a long line behind them, the soldiers preferred to see a vigorous lord rather than a general with a sad face.

"Actually, if I had to talk about it, I would probably miss her a lot more than she did about me. Alas, this is the feelings, which are never fair. ”

Side by side with Tallinnam, Berto continued. Gradually, he has become his own and confidant of the little attendant beside him. Squire, just a title. Everyone could see that Berto cared for Tallinnham differently.