The strange events that occurred in the isolation room of the monastery quickly reached Rhodes' ears. Regardless of the raging wind and snow outside the castle, Rhodes rushed to Sarlacc Monastery immediately to visit Lyanna. At the same time, he ordered the soldiers to seal off the isolation ward in the monastery.
"I tried my best, I really tried my best... There has never been a patient like him who is so difficult to cure! Even Sarak's spirit appeared, but he still couldn't be saved..."
When Rhodes arrived, Lyanna was staring at the hut in a daze. An hour ago, she was still inside, working hard to save the patients, but now, she could only stand outside, helpless against the disease. Snowflakes hit her
She was completely unconscious on her face, and cold tears overflowed from her eyes. She could not face herself. Even though she had done so much, she still could not save a life.
Seeing Rhodes coming over, she could no longer control the fragile emotions in her heart and cried bitterly on his chest.
The soldiers on the side turned their heads and looked at their lord with strange eyes. Rhodes awkwardly asked them to go away and go about their own business. At this time, it was not convenient for him to drive Lyanna away, so he could only let her go.
She vented her emotions for a while first, and then talked about the rest later.
"Okay, okay, it's not your fault. You did everything you could. Let the gods decide his fate."
Rhodes comforted her and patted Lyanna on the back. After a while, the priestess realized that she had lost her temper and quickly pulled away from Rhodes, looking embarrassed.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, which was regret for her poor skills. For a real doctor, watching a patient die in pain is the most painful thing.
"Sorry, I just..."
"You just cried like a little girl. It's nothing. No one saw it."
Rhodes comforted him with a smile.
"What are you going to do about Paral? The infected one."
Lyanna looked at Rhodes with eyes filled with resentment. This resentment was not resentment toward Rhodes, but resentment toward her own poor medical skills and inability to save the patient.
"He is hopeless. If you can't save him, no one else in Blackhammer Castle can save him."
Rhodes sighed.
"Let him stay for a few more days. Maybe things will turn around?"
Lyanna was unwilling to give up in the end, she still hoped for a miracle.
"There is no turning around, because his body has begun to mutate..."
Rhodes was silent for a while and continued -
"This is not an ordinary rat fever, Lyanna... Just now, Diego had gone in and ended his life. The evil god Nurgle appeared on him, so even Sarlacc could not cure him."
"Evil God?"
Lyanna was stunned... She never thought that what she was fighting was the God of Chaos. The disease was eating away at Parral, it was torturing him, making him suffer to the point of despair, and he was so desperate that he finally prayed to the God of Chaos.
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"Well, only a few of us know about this now. You must strictly keep this secret and not let the public know. You know, if the public knows, it will only cause panic."
Rhodes touched the stubble on his chin and spoke earnestly. Indeed, the forces of Chaos are pervasive. He has been tempted by Khorne and Slaanesh many times. Now, the God of Disease has also come to his door. Sure enough, he is far away from Chaos.
The wasteland is close, and there are all kinds of threats. Rhodes is just a little lucky that various temples were built early, so that the people have faith and will not become believers of the evil god all of a sudden.
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At Bertolt Manor, young Talinnam, dressed in military uniform, was waiting outside the door. Today is the day to set off. According to Bertolt, the entire Western Kingdom is facing a big test, which once ravaged Bretonnia and Asolo.
The beastman army of Lun is back again. This is an extremely huge army, so huge that there are countless words to describe it. Thousands of beastmen gathered under the leader, and they poured out from the forest, seemingly just for a hundred years.
Waiting for an all-out attack this time.
Talinnam didn't know where he was going, but as long as it was Berto's order, he had to carry it out. According to the previous contract, he became Berto's attendant and would always follow him. However, Talinam also and
The old knight had spoken beforehand. If one day his former lord Rhodes was in danger, he would do his best to rescue him. When the time came, Berto could not stop him.
Berto agreed, so he served the old lord wholeheartedly in the past two years.
"Ha, look at your dress and outfit, it's just like me back then."
Bertol walked out of the manor surrounded by servants. He was wearing Bretonnian standard knight plate armor and an exquisite elf sword on his waist. Bertol said that it was when he rescued the wood elf ranger.
Given to him out of gratitude.
In addition, all the equipment on his body was made by human blacksmiths. The plate armor was made by Klaus, a famous blacksmith in Bretonnia. The shiny silver breastplate was engraved with two horses, one of which was Bertol's current body.
The elven warhorse he rode was also a Bretonnian warhorse he once rode. This loyal warhorse was later killed by a group of green-skinned orcs, and he buried it where it died in battle.
Bertol didn't wear a helmet. Although he had to wear it when he went to the battlefield, he really didn't like to wear it on the road. According to him, the air in Bretonnia was fresh. It was impossible to breathe fresh air while wearing a tin can.
It's just the smell of his own sweat and the suffocating smell of blood on the battlefield.
"Very good, I'm very satisfied. Let's set off."
He looked at Talinnam's attire, nodded with satisfaction, and ordered to set off.
The manor, or castle, gradually faded away behind him. Berto's wife Anna and the servants were doing a ceremonial farewell ceremony at the door of the manor. Although Talinnam knew that they might be happier after Berto left, because
There is no one to control them anymore.
There were more than 500 people in the traveling team. Tarinham had not known that Bertolt could summon so many people at once. He originally thought that Bertolt's power was just a manor. However, he later learned that the manor was only his.
Home, and his territory is almost as vast as Blackhammer Castle. There are no more people living here in Bretonnia than in the northern territory of Kislev on the same land. In other words, in fact, there are more people living here in Bertol's territory.
The population is larger than the people in the territory of Lord Rhodes.
Therefore, when the king's recruitment order was issued, knights from all over the country came one after another. They had at least dozens of troops under their command. When they were gathered together, they became a troop of several hundred people. There were many lords like Berto,
Talinnam knew that as soon as the king's assembly order was sounded, throughout Bretonnia, such troops would converge like a trickle to the capital Cologne, and eventually converge into a sea, a sea of knights... Every time the Kingdom of Bretonnia
The national mobilization is always so brilliant and magnificent, it is like an epic and a fairy tale.
Talinnam couldn't wait. He was eager to witness such a scene. But at the same time, he was worried about the upcoming war. After experiencing several battles, he knew that war is not so romantic. Most of the time, it is only cruelty, blood and despair...
...Glory is only short-lived. When the blade touches you, all you have left is the desire to survive.
"Sir, this time you responded to the king's call and went to the capital to participate in the national war. Will your wife miss you?"
Riding a war horse on a country road, Talinnam asked curiously. He was always interested in everything about Berto. He was curious about his experience before, and later he was even curious about his married life. A
People with a passionate temperament always do many crazy and romantic things. At this point, Talinnam can be said to admire his bravery and enthusiasm, which are as fiery as a moth to the fire.
"Miss me? Haha... Who knows? After so many years, the gap between her and I has only become deeper and deeper, not diminished. As you knew before, she can't understand what I do, and I
, although I know what she wants, I can't do it. I can't live like she said, then I wouldn't be me. If I live according to what she says, there is no point in my life in this world.
As for whether she will miss me, I think maybe, maybe not."
Berto said, his face a little depressed, but as a leader, he suppressed his emotions. After all, there was a long team behind him, and the soldiers would rather see a vigorous lord than a sad-faced one.
General.
"Actually, if you really want to talk about it, I may miss her much more than she misses me. Alas, this is love, it is never fair."
Walking side by side with Talinnam, Berto continued. Gradually, he has regarded the little attendant beside him as one of his own, as a close friend. The attendant is just a title. Everyone can see that Berto has a deep affection for Talin.