In one corner of the small room, the white stretcher was dyed red.

John's face was no longer the horrible blue and purple, just a pale one as if he had been sick for a long time. The bandages on his body were also covered in blood. He looked so haggard, his stubble was thicker than it had been four months earlier, and his flaxen-colored hair was like a clump of weeds. Ivan hurried up to him, then stood abruptly, his eyes flashing, and he couldn't tell what he was looking like.

"Hi...... How did you...... It's also ......."

John twitched the corners of his pale mouth to squeeze out a smile, his voice low and hoarse, as if he was out of breath. The left hand at his side was still holding the broken magic crystal. Ivan moved his lips slightly, but didn't know what to say to him.

"Well, I'm here. Ivan said that the clenched heart finally relaxed at this time.

"Mr. John, are you alright?"

Aisha, who squeezed from behind Ivan, squatted down, and her worried gaze fell on John's face, and the smile on the corner of John's mouth seemed to be more obvious, "It's still ...... Ok......"

"Sloss's magic didn't pierce his heart, it was a little off. Thames on the side raised a big hand and gestured a few centimeters away, "But he almost died, I heard that his veins are full of ice, if it weren't for Miss Selin, I don't think he would have been able to save him." ”

The miserable smile on Thames' face was a bit of a joke, and he could only show such an expression when he was facing a good friend. "I said you, John, don't be so impulsive even if you recognize Sloth—"

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

John must have wanted to laugh with his friend, but a weak sigh came out of his open mouth, and he turned his head stiffly and glanced at the small yellow ball in his hand.

"I ...... It's okay......"

The magic of the wind neutralized some of Sloss's magic at the last moment, and with Serin's timely treatment, although he picked up a life, John's mood was really not relaxed. There is very little information about Sloth, and I am afraid that few people know what kind of strength Sloth has. Now it seems that Sloss is worthy of being one of the magic generals, and the evaluation of "enough to compete with the Holy Magister" is not too much at all, John thinks that he has done his best, but it is not as good as Sloth's raised hand.

The resentment that burned like a flame was also drowned in the cold that pierced into his chest the moment he was hit, and when he woke up, he was simply stunned to hear that Ivan was also here, and his heart, which had only been beating not long ago, seemed to be frozen again. Why is Ivan here? Did he hear about Sloth too? Did he already know that Slos was the culprit in the battle for Messiah?

The moment he saw his son, all of them disappeared.

Ivan's face was ugly, as if he didn't dare to look at him directly, he kept looking away, maybe because he was lying on the stretcher, he always felt that Ivan seemed to have grown taller and stronger than before. He couldn't remember anything about Sloth, and all that was left was a faint, warm comfort.

What a happy thing it is to be able to reunite with my son.

Suddenly, a series of neat footsteps sounded outside the small room, like a group of warriors running briskly from far and near. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, and the noise gradually faded, and between the blood-stained soldiers and healers, the shiny armor reflected a striking cold light.

"Your Majesty has an order, please invite Mr. Ivan Yafel and the assistant lady to the command room. ”

"What?"

When he heard the words of the leading knight, Ivan was suddenly stunned and his expression became in a trance.

"What, what's going on?" Aisha hurriedly got up, she nervously clenched her fingers and looked at the expressionless knights in surprise, "That, now, now?"

The leading knight's face sank, and at this time, the knights' expressions were as if they were on guard against some strong enemy, both cautious and cold. The grim smile on John's face vanished, and he frowned, as if in pain, and held his hands on the stretcher, trying to prop himself up.

"Ah, Mr. John, don't move!" said Asha in a panic, "then, but, can you tell us why? You see, Mr. John is seriously wounded, and has just woken up......

"This is His Majesty's order. There was no compromise in the knight's tone. There was a look of surprise, confusion, suspicion, and thoughtfulness all around, and Ivan turned his head to look at John's shocked expression, and then at the knight who was staring at him with a gloomy gaze.

"Do you want to go now?" he whispered, "can you wait a minute?"

Swish!

The knight suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and with a flash of cold light, the knight pulled out the knight's sword at his waist. At the same time, the Thames general stepped forward, drew his sword in half, and glared at the knight.

"Your Excellency, there are wounded everywhere!"

The knight stared at him intently for a moment, then put his sword back in its scabbard.

"It's rude. He apologized in an unwavering voice. He raised his hand and told the other knights who followed him to retreat, and the knights retreated all the way to the door, standing in line on either side as if they were standing guards.

Ivan didn't know what was going on, and suddenly he felt like he was being watched, and the knights were guarding the door, and they would not be allowed to leave without permission. He couldn't help frowning, and looked at the tightly guarded doorway with a stunned expression.

"Hey...... Ivan ......"

John's hoarse and weak voice came to his ears, and he hurriedly turned his head, and John seemed to think of something, and his expression began to become stern.

"You...... How did you ......"

The wound in his chest made it difficult for him to speak clearly. Finally, he sighed heavily.

"The King...... 陛xià...... No...... Make...... Lossy...... ...... of the Alliance Relationship ......," John struggled to spit out a few staccato words, "you...... You guys...... To ......"

"Mr. John—" Asha hastily interrupted John, "please stop talking, the wound will open open!"

"Hoo ......"

John, who had just woken up, closed his eyes exhaustedly, and then opened them quickly, with large drops of sweat oozing from his forehead, "Okay...... Go ahead...... I...... It's okay......"

"Oh. ”

Ivan was puzzled for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He didn't know what to do, as long as he and Aisha stayed here, the knights wouldn't leave. The knight standing outside the door made the wounded soldiers and healers feel uneasy, and he and Aisha had not yet retrieved their weapons.

"Then let's go and have a look, and we'll be back in a moment. ”

John nodded, and watched Ivan and Esher walk out the door.

There was silence in the small room. Several soldiers who were not very seriously injured looked at each other, and their eyes were quite complicated.