The warm and comfortable little bed was covered with blankets and animal skins. Caroline lay on Rhodes with a comfortable look on her face. They hadn't had such skin-to-skin contact for a long time. Since the wedding, everything has become busy. Blackhammer Castle is busy.
There are endless things to do, and Heidelberg also has a lot of things. As the leaders of the two places, Rod and Caroline also have their own things to be busy with. It is rare to have such an intimate moment when they are together less and more apart.
Sometimes, Caroline even began to miss the days of hunting vampires. Although it was busier and more dangerous than now, she and Rhodes were together every day. But now, it seems that there is not enough time.
.
"Hey honey, have you ever thought that it's time for us to have a baby?"
Caroline suddenly sat up and said, her long hair brushing against Rod's cheek, with a hint of love in her eyes.
Rhodes looked sleepy.
"I have been working hard, but God seems to have never favored us."
Flicking Caroline's long hair, Rhodes returned with a faint smile.
"Really? Why do I think you haven't worked hard enough? In the past few months, you have been staying in Black Hammer Castle. You are very concerned about various affairs in the town every day, but you rarely come to my place. It seems like Black Hammer
Bao is just like your son. Say, do you have a lover secretly?"
Caroline muttered. A pair of azure eyes stared at Rhodes, as if she wanted to find the answer from this face.
But Rhodes just hugged her to his chest, "Don't you know if I have a lover?" he said deliberately in a mischievous way.
"I should put a few spies around you."
Caroline teased. Rhodes turned her over and pressed her on the blanket.
"Then you can try."
At night, the cold wind was still blowing outside, but the inside was as warm as spring again.
After a struggle, Rhodes lay on the bed panting, drowsy. I don't know if it was his imagination or the reality, but Rhodes felt that Caroline's body temperature was getting lower and lower, and her hands and feet were cold.
Now, even his chest and cheeks are slowly becoming colder. It seems to be a subtle change. Thinking of Caroline's performance in the battle that massacred the Norse coalition forces, Rhodes felt that his wife might be unknowingly
Some changes had occurred unknowingly. Some changes that even she herself didn't know about yet.
According to the characteristics of frost spells, the deeper the study of frost spells and the more powerful the magic power, her emotions will become colder and colder, and her body will also become colder and colder. Caroline's emotions
She didn't become indifferent, but her body became colder and colder, which made Rhodes feel something was wrong. Coupled with her performance during the battle, Rhodes was roughly sure that his wife's magic power had deepened again, and perhaps she had advanced to the third level.
The mage may have become a thing of the past, but Caroline herself doesn't know it yet.
Looking at Caroline sleeping like a baby, Rhodes didn't want to wake her up again. Let her sleep well like this. Sometimes knowing too much can make her easily upset.
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"So, these beastmen come to the village every year to plunder and kill before going back?"
Valin Valley, the edge area under the jurisdiction of Lord Bertol. There are complex terrains and rushing rivers. Talinnam was ordered to go to this area two weeks ago to help the local farmers defeat the invasion of beastmen. This has become a common thing, since following Bertol
After returning to Bretonnia, the old lord assigned him more and more tasks, including helping farmers harvest grains, cleaning up pests, providing simple treatment to civilians in the territory, and helping the militia to drive away bandits and beastmen...
There are all kinds of things, and sometimes some things are beyond what a servant should do, but this is what Bertol asked for. And, there is no room for resistance. Of course, Talinnam is also happy to do these things, he is originally a commoner
With his background, he is very aware of the sufferings of the people at the bottom. When given the opportunity to help them, Talinnam is naturally very happy.
"Not just once a year, sometimes several times a year. And if there is no organized and effective counterattack, these beasts will never go back. They occupy our farms and granaries, and attack passing caravans. This happens every year." The militiamen.
Captain Kane said, "By the way, one year, the Duke organized a large-scale operation to sweep away the beastmen. It was true that there were fewer beastmen that year, but two years later, when the kingdom's troops withdrew, they came back again.
All in all, the killing will continue."
Kane sighed. From his tone, Talinnam knew that this militia no longer expected to completely end the beastman disaster. It just wanted to survive one year at a time.
While they were talking, several beastmen with small horns on their heads and covered with abscesses appeared in sight. They were chasing a wild boar, not relying on bows and arrows or shotguns, but using brute force. After knocking down the wild boar,
They knocked the wild boar unconscious with their hands, and then used their claws to tear open the wild boar's throat with their bare hands... The bloody scene made the militia feel panic. However, Talinnam seized this opportunity.
"They are eating and are defenseless. This is the best opportunity to attack. Kane, let everyone follow me and flank them!"
Talinnam said and stood up quietly. He drew out the longbow on his back and trotted while aiming at the beastmen who were eating in the fields. This was not the first time he faced such a monster, even before following Bertol,
Talinnam has also seen many similar creatures. Moreover, in the north, the beastmen are larger and more bloodthirsty.
The first arrow was quickly shot out from Talinnam's fingers. The arrow flew at low altitude, passed through the swaying straw, and hit the head of a beast man. The red-skinned hornless beast suddenly fell on its back.
He fell and died. The other hornless beasts noticed the danger and immediately howled and roared to warn their companions. The leading hornless beast tried to blow the horn to tell the horned beasts that there were humans here. But Talinnam's arrows were very powerful.
Came again soon.
This arrow was more accurate, and it shot directly through the trumpeter's throat. He was unable to even make a sound. The beastman trumpeter covered his throat, and blood kept pouring out of the broken throat. In less than a moment,
, the blood and water solidified into lumps, filling the entire throat...
The hornless beasts screamed and fought back. But Talinnam's steps were light. He put away his long bow, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other. He rushed towards a dozen beastmen. Behind him, there were many people, but they were trembling.
Warin Militia Regiment.
The hornless beast at the front had its throat cut by Talinnam's sword. When the second hornless beast rushed over, Talinnam bent down to avoid the attack, and at the same time hit the beast man's feet with his kite shield.
When the beastman screamed, the sword of the attendant stabbed from below. The sword pierced the jaw of the beastman, and the tip of the sword penetrated the back of the head. Blood spilled down, and Talinnam knocked down his opponent with a stern expression.
He pulled out the bloody sword from the beastman's head and chopped down the next one.
When the militia saw such a scene, their morale immediately increased. They carried out the arrangements made before the battle of Talinnam, encircling the beastmen from both sides. Spears were stabbed from all directions, killing all the dozen hornless beasts in the field.
Encirclement and annihilation.
Ten minutes later, there were only bloody corpses left in the wheat field. Five militia soldiers were injured, and two died on the spot. Talinnam squatted next to one of the seriously injured militiamen and temporarily tied it up with linen.
The wound was tied up to stop the bleeding. At the same time, he took out a small bottle of powder and sprinkled it on the injured part of the soldier.
It was a laceration. The beastman's claws cut open his thigh, and the blood flowed endlessly. From the beginning of the war to now, there was an unknown amount of blood. Talinnam knew that he might not survive, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope
, all need help.
When the styptic powder was sprinkled on, the militiamen let out heart-rending screams, while others held him tightly to prevent him from struggling.
"Hold on, brother, we will take you back for treatment."
As he spoke, Talinnam asked two sturdy militia partners to carry the seriously injured soldier to Windmill Town. There were professional doctors there who might be able to save his life. Talinam himself simply wiped
He applied powder to stop the bleeding from the wound on his shoulder, then took back his sword and shouted to the remaining militiamen——