Today's blood moon was exceptionally bright, illuminating the wide front yard of the martial arts hall, except for the warmth of the sun, everything else made Lucarin feel like day.

It was quiet, except for the occasional clash of gold and iron that leaked through the crack in the door of the dojo, and Lucarin could only hear the sound of her own breathing and the occasional passing wind. Iona, on the other side, hid her body in the shadows of the eaves, and if it weren't for the blood-glittering eyes reflected in the moonlight, Lucarin thought she might not be a living person.

In addition to Lucarin and Iona, there is also a person in the front yard. It was a middle-aged man, a little thin, the muscles of his face seemed to be rigid, without any expression, as if he was a corpse crawling out of a cemetery, and there was not the slightest emotion on his body.

This is the observer of the hermit in San Rotaro, and the hermit combatants do not belong to the same department, and they only came after the battle of the frontcourt personnel, specifically to confirm that the battle was fought in a one-on-one situation, as for who is fighting Hagrid, it is none of his business, he just needs to confirm the result, even the corpse of the hermit member who was dragged out of the court before will not move him.

The Brotherhood of Steel also has similar personnel in areas where the Brotherhood of Steel has a strong presence in the Cult, and the Brotherhood of Steel and the Cult are like two countries, and this kind of observer is equivalent to a diplomat, and the two sides secretly fight to the death, and they have to maintain a certain demeanor on the surface, and sometimes they will carry out some cooperation, which is particularly weird.

Of course, some key things such as Gehr's information would not be known to the observer, and Iona was the one in charge of keeping an eye on him. On the other hand, observers do not try to break the bottom line, and no one knows better than them the truth of doing what they do in any position, and those who do not understand it have long since become the red cross in the data book.

As for the other members of the Iron Brotherhood, they had already withdrawn from the dojo after cleaning up the dojo, and they confronted the support force that came one step later from the Hermit Order, waiting for the final result in the martial arts hall.

Gehr had been in for almost ten minutes, which was almost enough to complete a rather intense showdown.

Although Lucarin maintained the same expression as usual, her eyes twitched with each crash of steel, and the black robe she was holding in her hand unconsciously clenched hard, and she didn't know if it would be the coronation of the victor or the shroud of the loser.

Eventually, the dojo became quiet, and no more sounds came out. It lasted a minute or two, and Lucarine knew that the battle inside the Dao should have a result.

After a moment's hesitation, Lucaline looked at where Iona was, and her gaze met Iona's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Iona and Lucarin looked at each other for a moment, then closed their eyes and leaned against the walls of the dojo, not moving.

Taking a deep breath, Luccan walked to the door, her hand on the handle, and with force, soft light poured out of the cracked gap.

Because the contrast between the light in the dojo and the outside is not large, Lucarin's eyes do not need to adjust to it, and she can directly see the situation in the field - the two people are very close, but one is standing and the other is on the ground, and it is Gehr who is standing, so she doesn't need to pay attention to it when she falls.

"Congratulations......" Lucarin smiled slightly.

......

A few minutes ago, the dojo.

Gehr looked at Hagrid with pity as he was half-kneeling in front of him, he was covering the wound on his stomach, and large pieces of sweat continued to come out on his forehead, following the contours of his face all the way down, and finally dripping onto the wooden floor, shattering and making a crisp dripping sound.

In another round of confrontation just now, Hagrid, who was dragged down by the injury, was completely unable to give full play to his swordsmanship advantage, although he barely blocked Gehr's attack on the cross sword, but he was kicked in the abdomen again, although he did not directly hit the original wound, but the huge force that could be transmitted to his body still gave him a heavy blow, almost squeezing his internal organs out of the wound. Now his internal organs have been severely injured under the hard blow just now, it will definitely cause heavy bleeding, it can be said that it is an injury on top of injury, even if he does not die this time, it will leave serious sequelae, this genius boy has been at the end of his life.

Holding a sword in his left hand, Gehr used his right hand to accurately squeeze the blood vessels in the wound on his left chest, causing it to stop bleeding and stabilize the aggravated injuries caused by the battle just now.

"It's over. ”

After the wound was stabilized, Gehr put the sword back in his right hand, held the cross sword upside down, looked at Hagrid on the other side, and said lightly.

Gehr's face was a little pale, but he was much better looking than Hagrid, and without Gehr's accurate and effective wound treatment, his face became more and more pale as time passed.

"Yes...... It's over......"

Hagrid looked at Gehr with a complex look that was mixed with a series of emotions such as envy, anger, fear, and relief. Barely holding up his body with his sword, Hagrid took a few quick breaths and regained his composure again: "Come on, end this." ”

"As you wish. ”

Gehr nodded slightly, then drew his sword. Although it is safest for Gehr to wait a little longer and let the injury drain his opponent's last bit of energy, out of respect for this opponent, Gell still decides to give him a relief.

Bang!

Hagrid's sword fell to the ground, and both hands gripped Ger's arm, and the crosssword that Ger was wielding pierced his chest a moment earlier.

The genius boy's pupils began to dilate, his breath became weak, and the hands that grabbed Gehr's arms slowly lost their strength.

"It turns out that I am not a genius. Hagrid calmly glanced at the crosssword pierced into his chest, as if trying to memorize it firmly, and spat out a sentence in a low but clear voice, and then his eyes closed and his breath was cut off.

......

Gehr sat on a high-backed chair in his room, his chest wound white as a corpse.

A white-clad doctor sat at his side, carefully stitching up his wounds.

"Well, it's okay not to exercise vigorously for a month. The doctor stitched up the last stitch and bandaged it carefully, and then said affirmatively.

"Thank you, Dr. Felton. Gehr moved his left arm slightly, trying to feel the wound on his left chest after being touched, and felt that this doctor's skills were really good, as long as it was not too large, the problem was not too big.

Millet, who was standing aside, placed a money bag on the table in front of Dr. Felton.

"It's a consultation fee. ”

"It's good. Dr. Filton took the money bag and said with a smile: "I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and you can rub a little bit on the wound every day according to the instructions above, and you will recover soon." ”

"Then I'm sorry for you, and I'll let you come here so late. ”

"Nothing was too much trouble. Dr. Filton found a few brown glass bottles from the medicine box he carried, carefully checked the labels, and took out one of them and put it on the table: "This is half a month's supply, come to my clinic to get it when you run out." Remember to follow the instructions strictly, and there will be no problems with the rest. Then I'll go first. ”

"Thank you. Gehr nodded, then turned to look at Miller: "Send the doctor for me." ”

"Okay, doctor, please. ”

As Miller and Dr. Felton left the room, Gell withdrew his gaze.

Dr. Filton was sent by Luccaren and was famous for his surgical procedures, reportedly due to his relationship with him who had been on the battlefield and worked in a field hospital for a long time.

In the carriage, Lucary had already helped Gehr with the initial treatment of his wound, and with the professional follow-up treatment of Dr. Felton, the trouble of the wound was finally solved.

"Sophia, you go and rest too. ”

Gehr happened to be bumped into by Sophia when he was injured, and she has been with her until now.

"Brother......" Sophia hesitated for a moment, then stopped.

"If you want to help me, then make you more useful. ”

“...... Be. Sophia nodded heavily, stood up and left the room.

Gehr sat down in his chair, picked up the glass on the desk on one side, and drank the warm water in one gulp.

Riggle took out the broken sword from the drawer of the desk, and after so much time of absorption, although there was still a lot of energy in it, it could already be clearly felt that there were signs of decreasing.

"It is estimated that it won't last long, and we still have to get the spirit sacrifice back as soon as possible. ”

Gehr held the hilt of the sword, feeling the continuous flow of cool breath transmitted to his body, and the stinging sensation caused by the wound was relieved a lot for a while.

Once the pain of the wound was reduced, the fatigue that had been suppressed could no longer be suppressed, and it spread to the whole body, and Gehr only felt cold in his hands and feet, and his whole body was soft.

The battle with Hagrid was a drain on all his energy and strength. Although this battle is not long, not even ten minutes, but there are indeed more than 100 times in it, and there are indeed more than 100 dangerous places in which life and death are separated in an instant.

It can be said that Geer has wandered between life and death hundreds of times in this short battle, and every time he attacks or defends, as long as there is a little negligence, the result is bound to be an instant death.

This battle was almost the hardest battle he has ever had, and even the combination with Belif and Stone was not so stressful.

Belif and Stone are definitely stronger than Hagrid, but it is just a normal battle of life and death, victory or defeat is death, there is no psychological burden, this is nothing to Gehr.

But unlike Hagrid's battle, this is not a simple battle, but also a collision between the two sides' beliefs in their own martial arts, the loser not only loses his life, but even the path he has traveled will be vetoed together, which is unbearable for warriors like Gehr and Hagrid, so the pressure is particularly great for both sides.

But fortunately, Gehr still won the last victory as before.

Although he was exhausted, Gehr's soul was full of joy.

"Strength brings victory, and victory nourishes one's confidence, and the stronger the confidence, the greater the strength that can be exerted. It's a perfect cycle, and invincible confidence is the result of the victory that comes with strength. ”

This is the path of warriors like Gehr and Hagrid.

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