"Who is she? Is she the young lady of the Duke of Kislev......?

Hyde suddenly became a little confused, and the gentle call seemed to hit his heart, making him feel a ripple in his heart. But he understood that now was not the time to think about this, and the problem now was to hurry up and heal her wounds. Because, in the impact just now, the girl's head had been wounded, and the stream-like blood had dyed the corners of her short blond hair red.

"I haven't used the Shaerya medical pendant that Miss Lisa gave me, I hope the effect will be better!"

Hyde fumbled around his waist and soon found a small Mithril pendant, the red heart-shaped gem shining in the center of the pendant, as if there were countless tiny wings in which beautiful swirls, danced, and exuded warmth. This is a medical pendant made by Lisa herself, and it is no ordinary object.

Most of the ordinary Sharya medical pendants are from the hands of beginner mages or even apprentices, they are cheap and can be obtained everywhere, but they can only play the most basic role in hemostasis and analgesia, and they can only be used three or four times, and they become waste when the magic power is exhausted. However, the Sharya pendants made by mid-level mages are completely different, they can be recharged repeatedly and sealed with some strong spells, which is a sought-after item in the market, and it is also an important item for generals in the army to reward warriors. The creation of a high-ranking Sharya mage is precious, a treasure that most knights can not see.

Lisa is not just a high-level Sharya mage, she has the power of a battle mage that is close to the pinnacle of the high-rank, and she is the third champion of Midland. The pendant she made herself had an indescribable magic, and the light and shadow flowing in the gem were the embodiment of her magic, and now, the precious pendant was about to do its job, but not on Hyde's body.

"Let's stop the bleeding of her wound first, and treat it roughly. Then I'm going to look for Grandpa Loren and Fré, and I hope they're okay!"

Hyde whispered in his mind, placing the pendant close to the wound on the side of the girl's head, which he needed to fix quickly. Because the fate of old Loren and Frey and others is concerned about his heart. During the explosion just now, Hyde completely lost contact with them. One can only hope that the gods can bless their safety.

Upon contact with the bleeding wound in the blonde hair, the ruby pendant immediately became hot and shook as if it had come to life. After a few gentle beats. A feathered figure rises lightning from the ruby. Gracefully whirled twice in the air. Then it rushed into the girl's wound and melted like a mist.

"Yes, it worked out great. She should be fine!"

The warm blood quickly clotted, and the wound was covered, stopping the gurgling bloodstream. The girl's breathing gradually calmed down, and the sound of moaning gradually stabilized. This made Hyde quite relieved, and he couldn't help but show a happy expression.

But suddenly, there was a violent shock on the ground, as if thousands of war horses were shaking the ground, and like a huge drumstick beating a leather drum, which made Hyde's heart suddenly tighten, and in an instant, a fire beam suddenly fell, sparks shot out, and the whole haystack was quickly ignited.

"Damn! Is it the enemy besieging the city? There is also a fire here, only ...... I'll take her out first!"

Hyde frowned, grabbed the unconscious girl, and rushed to the wooden door on the side of the storeroom. At this time, Hyde noticed that she was very tall, perhaps only a little shorter than herself, and her slender thighs drooped weakly, like a sleeping swan.

"I don't know which Kislev nobleman's lady she is...... Forget it, find Kislev's patrol and hand her over to them!

Hyde moved forward eagerly, his heart anxious as a mess, familiar faces echoing in front of him, old Loren, Frey, Jessica, Baska and Captain Redbeard, what would happen to them in the devastating explosion just now? Will they be safe? Either way, Hyde had to find them, and that was the first thing he had to do.

The dilapidated wooden door had been smashed open, and in front of it was a narrow alley, and there was no sign of people, only the frenzied shouts of killing and the roar of wild beasts not far away. As far as the eye can see, there are also some buildings on fire in the surrounding area, and the strong wind of the winter night is blowing sparks in all directions. The red rocket continued to pass overhead, and a blazing cloud of smoke rose from the place where it fell. The unfamiliar Kislevgrad appeared in front of him like this, which made him feel a little puzzled.

"Lord Loren, where are you!Frey, where are you!Jessica, do you hear me?"

Hyde raised his head and unfurled his Mirmidia Seal with what little strength he had left, and shouted loudly. His voice was so loud that it echoed repeatedly between the alleys and the houses, with a faint echo.

"Ah...... Who are you, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Hyde's call, with a faint chill, he subconsciously looked down, but saw a flashing blade and a pair of eyes with doubt and anger, I don't know when, the girl in Hyde's arms had woken up, and stabbed him in the throat with a short dagger!

"Well done, my beloved Coldhorn and Giant, you live up to my reputation!"

Desarin, the Great Witch of Beast Chaos of the Beast Clan, sat on a tall cold-horned beast, looking at the huge gap of hundreds of feet in the red wall not far away and the ant-like soldiers, and couldn't help but muttered to herself. Her face was radiant with excitement, her braided black hair and her bare shoulders covered with the dust that had just exploded.

De Therin's words were pointed, as she had done a great job with her armored trolls in the battle to break through the breach, a feat witnessed by thousands of Chaos warriors at the same time.

Before the smoke of the violent explosion had dissipated, the first wave of frenzied death squads, wielding swords and shields, leaped up from the trenches that had been prepared for a long time, and threw themselves into the faint gap with a frantic cry, like the furious waves that suddenly surged in the sea. Teams of Chaos Dancers stood in the trenches, dancing their waists in a seductive manner, scattering the serpents of light on their bodies, giving their bodies and weapons a purple glow.

"The warrior who rushed into Kislevgrad after the blast and planted the banner of the Supreme God of Beauty first at the head of the Red Wall will be given the company of ten Chaos Dancers and the most generous gift of Miss Lordari!

It was the speech of the high-level Chaos Dancers who walked through every trench before the general attack, and it was also the ceremony of selecting the death squad. The seductive sounds and aromas reverberated through their jade-like carcasses, enchanting the chaotic samurai and servants, and at that moment, the scrambled samurai pressed the death squad's handprints with blood, and they threw their lives into this seductive gamble. (To be continued......)