Reg was stunned. He really didn't expect that Madam Qiangwei would ask him such a question, and subconsciously replied: "Madam is so powerful, how could she be in such a predicament?"
Mrs. Qiangwei shook her head and sighed: "There are too many strong people in this world, far more than what we see and understand. Although my strength is not low, there are people who can defeat me.
There are really too many, and who can guarantee that he will be worry-free for the rest of his life... Just think of me as hypothetical."
If Mrs. Qiangwei was in such a situation, would she do anything to save her?
Reg fell into deep thought. Mrs. Rose waited quietly, but her eyes were not disappointed because Reg didn't answer immediately. Instead, there was a look of expectation in her eyes.
Scenes of the time spent with Mrs. Rose flashed through Reg's mind. Mrs. Rose carefully taught him how to make alchemy in a soft whisper, and she was so generous in giving him the map. She still didn't forget to take it with her when she escaped.
Keep yourself...
"If one day, Madam is really in trouble and needs help, Reg will do his best to help Madam."
Reg's tone was not high-spirited, but he was very serious.
Madam Qiangwei's eyes suddenly became brighter. She and Reg had been getting along for a while, and she already knew Reg's character quite well. Naturally, she could tell that Reg's words came from the heart and were sincere.
"Okay, just say this to you, I will definitely help you." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Qiangwei chuckled and said: "If the strength of the Storm Demon has not been reduced, it will be really troublesome, but he is the deputy captain of the Odin Sword Sect Law Enforcement Team.
It is not difficult to deal with it if it is injured and its strength is reduced."
Hearing that Mrs. Rose agreed to take action, Reg was overjoyed. As long as Uncle Tedlin was still alive, with Mrs. Rose's help, he would definitely be able to save him.
"Thank you madam for your help."
Mrs. Qiangwei smiled and shook her head: "You are my student, how can I watch you die, and I still hope that you will shine in the future."
"Let's find a place to stay first. You take off your mask and go to the Mercenary Association. I won't be with you to see what tricks the other party is going to play."
After settling in, Reg took off his mask, changed his clothes, and walked toward the Mercenary Association alone.
The Mercenary Association of Fire Cloud City is located next to the central square of Fire Cloud City. As soon as Reg walked to the street next to the square, he found that there was a large circle of people surrounding the avenue. The faces of these people all looked like onlookers.
Standard expression, talking in a low voice, but looking at the center.
Reg never liked to join in the fun, but these people blocked the entire avenue, which made Reg very helpless. He could only stand outside the crowd to see what was going on inside.
In the circle surrounded by people, a burly middle-aged man fell to the ground, his body hunched over, his face full of pain, and blood was clearly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The middle-aged man has fiery red hair, fair skin, a tall nose, and blue eyes. He does not look like a person from the Scorching Sun Empire. He should be from other countries. Judging from his attire, he seems to be from another country.
He's not an ordinary person, he just doesn't know why he fell on the street.
No one around him seemed to have any intention of helping. Reg frowned, hesitated for a moment, and decided to ignore this noisy matter and go to the Mercenary Association as soon as possible.
Reg found something strange. The middle-aged man's eyes were full of confusion. He didn't know the answer to his questions, as if he didn't know anything and couldn't remember anything.
After finally getting the middle-aged man to let go of his hand, Reg knocked on the door of Mrs. Rose's room. Mrs. Rose looked at Reg's arrival and asked with a smile: "Is the matter done?"
Reg shook his head and said: "I would like to ask my wife to help me refine a second-level elixir, Healing Pill."
Mrs. Qiangwei asked in surprise: "Healing Pill is used to treat internal injuries. Are you injured?"
Reg shook his head and told Mrs. Rose what happened on the road. Mrs. Rose looked at Reg with some surprise and said: "I didn't expect that you would also have compassion overflowing..."
Reg smiled bitterly: "I didn't intend to care about it at first, but he grabbed me and refused to let go. I couldn't just watch him die."
Mrs. Qiangwei smiled, took the medicine from Reg, showed the medicine cauldron, and started refining the elixir without saying a word.
For an expert like Madam Qiangwei, refining the second-level elixir Healing Pill does not require any effort at all. In a short time, a vermilion elixir appeared in the white palm of Madam Qiangwei's hand.
Reg thanked Madam Rose, and the two of them came to Reg's room together. Madam Rose looked at the middle-aged man's blue eyes and was slightly startled: "Not from the Sun Empire?"
Reg nodded and said: "Probably not, I don't know either. He seems to not be able to remember what happened before. I asked him many questions, but he didn't know, including where he is from, etc..."
"Amnesia?" Mrs. Qiangwei asked in surprise: "Doesn't he know who he is?"
Reg shook his head and said, "I asked, but I don't seem to know... Anyway, let's save him first."
Mrs. Qiangwei stared at the middle-aged man with red hair and blue eyes, her eyes seemed a little surprised: "He is still a fighter, his strength seems to be quite good, he should be a fourth-level magic fighter."
"Level 4 Magic Sword Master?" Reg was helping the middle-aged man to feed the healing pill. When he heard Madam Qiangwei's words, he raised his head in surprise: "Madam, you said he is a Level 4 Magic Sword Master?"
Mrs. Qiangwei nodded affirmatively: "The fighting energy in his body moves a bit strangely, and it is difficult to sense it. If I were not much stronger than him, I would not be able to sense it..."
The healing pill quickly turned into a fragrant liquid and fell into the middle-aged man's throat. Reg stood up and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that he turned out to be a magic fighter. I don't know how he was injured. It didn't look like he was injured.
light."
Mrs. Qiangwei smiled and said: "It looks like he was hit hard. Maybe he was also hit on the head. He didn't have an attack for a short time, but now he suddenly has an attack, so he vomited blood and lost his memory."
Reg looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed, turned his head and asked, "Will he recover after taking this healing pill?"