The bone-chilling wind blew, the icy air soaked through the armor, and the winter sun shone on the knights' silver-white armor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the highway connecting Moldova and Moldavia, a large group of knights silently rode their horses galloping past, and the hooves of the horses staggered down, splashing ice and snow dust, and at the end of the array, a gray dust mist was raised.

Since they didn't have to hurry, the speed of the knights was a little slower than when they were rushing to Moldova, and the days of running did not tire the group of silvers, but just eased the pace.

But no matter how slow it is, it's almost there.

Joshua pulled the reins of the black horse with one hand, his eyes did not look ahead, but watched the clouds in the sky change intently, and behind him, Hotaru hugged the waist of the warrior, and his delicate little face looked drowsy.

Unlike on the way to help, there were still a few scattered demonic beasts that needed to be eliminated at that time, and this way home, there was no scenery other than ice and snow and woods, let alone monsters that needed to be destroyed...... Occasionally, you can see adventurers walking alone in the snowfields and hunters on sleds, but there are not many of them, and the dragon cart caravans are completely extinct due to the previous Kuroshio, and it will take about a week or two for new caravans to depart or arrive.

Repetitive scenery and behaviors are always tiresome and exhausting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are almost at your destination, cheer up, the main city is ahead."

"Yes!"

Boosting morale a little, Joshua's heart also fluctuated a little.

Although he had spent more than half of the more than two months since he crossed over in October, and had not spent much time in the main city, the warrior still regarded the city built in the ice field as his stronghold in this world.

Being able to go home and rest is naturally something to look forward to.

In the distance, the huge city wall made of black granite can already be seen, and the black city towering between the white sky and the earth is so conspicuous that it is inspired, and the speed of the entire array is a little faster.

On December 28, 831, at 3:47 p.m., the knights returned to their hometown.

The main city of Moldavia did not change much because its master had been gone for a month, and the scouts on the tower spotted the conspicuous banner and the leading warrior from a distance, so the heavy gate slowly rose, and the array of knights slowed down through the gate, and slowly and orderly marched to the military camp in the north of the main city under the gaze of the inhabitants.

After all the members reported the number, Joshua announced that he would be disbanded, and as long as his name was registered, then everyone would get thirty days of leave.

This time to aid Moldova, although the most important series of actions were done by the warriors alone, but breaking through the beast tide and going to the fortress, it was really thanks to the power of the military strength of these knights, otherwise, with the strength of Joshua alone, it would still be difficult to kill in the heyday of more than 200,000 beast tides, especially at that time, the beast tides had not been invaded by chaos, and killing them could not get the physical strength of the Azure Orb.

The knights who got the holiday were naturally very happy, especially when the year-end New Year was approaching recently, although because of the weather in the Northland, this place did not look like the imperial capital or other big cities would have any large-scale New Year's celebrations, but at this time it was naturally best to spend it with the family.

However, since they had set out from the Black Forest Fortress and did not bring their own belongings, and some of the knights' families were also in the fortress, some of them planned to rest in the main city for a day or so, and then rush back to the fortress, and Joshua naturally would not refuse this reasonable request.

Picking up the pen, after registering the names of several knights who still needed to use war horses, the warrior looked at his somewhat unsightly handwriting, thought about it, and casually ordered a high-ranking knight of silver to be in charge of this series of personnel changes, while he took the hand of the silver-haired girl who was still rubbing her eyes and walked to the church in the center of the city.

"What is the master going to do......"

"Heal."

In the middle of the question, Joshua tried to make his left hand - but the wound that had not yet healed, and the bones in the shoulder that had just begun to grow, made the act of 'raising the hand' turn into a slight movement of the palm, and the warrior couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Although the priests of the Moldovan fortress have worked very hard, they are still too young, and their level of wound treatment is far behind, and as a silver high-level, the old priest of Atanis, who is one step away from becoming gold, does not know where he is higher than this group of people.

In order to fully recover from his wounds as soon as possible, Joshua did not waste half a moment, and went directly to the center of the city, the temple of the god of power and justice, the entrance of St. Lauren's Cathedral.

At the top of the bell tower, the black circular emblem is shining at this time, releasing a holy light, and many believers come and go, in and out of the church.

"It's supposed to be a chant meeting, or a dinner party."

With such a thought flashing through his mind, Joshua nodded in response to the awe-inspiring salute of those who recognized him next to him, and then stepped over the stairs and walked past the huge stone monument at the doorway and entered it.

Walking down the hallway, he looked up and saw a familiar figure - the white-haired priest Atanis seemed to have known that the warriors were coming, standing in front of the hall with a pair of wood-framed eyes and a book in his hand, waiting for Joshua to approach.

"Farewell to the fortress, long time no see."

The old priest was followed by his two apprentices, the two silver priests looked at the black-haired warrior with some restraint, their eyes didn't seem to dare to condense on him, and sensing this, Atanis shook his head: "I didn't expect the strength to become stronger so quickly, but it's still the lord, you can restrain your momentum, it will scare the believers around." ”

"Probably, it's been a long time."

He tried a little to restrain the momentum he had subconsciously released from his days of bloody battles, but Joshua reluctantly found that this thing did not seem to be transferred by human power - just from the respectful and fearful eyes of the believers around him, it could be seen that his actions were meaningless.

Atanis also shook his head speechlessly, as acquaintances, he and Joshua were not so polite, and said directly: "Come to heal?" ”

"That's right, the left arm was badly injured, and the shoulder bones were ......"

After a little description of his injuries and the process of his injuries, Joshua saw that the old priest's eyes became more and more terrifying, and in the end, he completely hated iron and steel.

"How many times have you said it, pay attention to the injury on the left arm! The dark wounds left by your last battle with the golden warrior of the Wilson family have not fully healed, so you have forced hand-to-hand combat with the black dragon with the meaning of fighting spirit - you are not a barbarian god guard, nor is it a bloodline druid who can transform into a dragon beast, you are a warrior who uses weapons and skills to fight! Don't use your own advantages to be reckless with brute force, you deserve to be so seriously injured! ”

Hearing the other party's merciless reprimand, not to mention that the other party is indeed an elder, it is out of the doctor's ...... Respect for the therapeutic profession, Qiao Shuya didn't have any angry thoughts in his heart, after all, what the other party said was the truth, and he did make so many mistakes because he was playing high, and he was seriously injured, not to mention that now is the time to ask the other party, let him say a few more words.

After chattering for a while, Atanis emphatically proposed, "If you still don't take care of your body so much next time, let your left hand continue to have an accident and accumulate dark injuries, and next time you want to heal, you need to rest for a year and can't do it!" Joshua nodded yes again and again.

"As for now, due to the timely handling of that group of people in Moldova, and your vitality is indeed strong, it only takes more than a month to recover."

Touching Joshua's left hand and using the holy light to probe the situation, the white-haired old priest groaned, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, come with me to the ashram, and I'll deal with it for you." ”

"Remember, there will be a fee this time, and I will send the bill to the City Lord's Mansion."

"No problem, I don't even know how much money I have, but it's definitely enough."

The warrior shrugged his shoulders, then turned his head and said to the silver-haired girl behind him, "Hotaru, are you going to stay here, or are you going to go in and see how I can heal me?" (To be continued.) )