"Sir Lance, are you ready? When do we set off?" Jesse Ava looked cautiously at Baron Lance who was adjusting the belt of his plate armor.
"Of course! But we have to wait, after all, this... Oh! Fuck!" Lance's hand slipped while he was talking to Jesse Ava, and the breastplate in front of him fell off immediately...
Along with the crisp collision sound of heavy breastplate and stainless steel boots, Lance's face suddenly turned red. He slowly bent his knees and knelt in front of Jesse Ava.
"No, no! How can Lord Lance do such a great honor?" The simple-minded Jesse Ava hurriedly went to support Lance with concern.
"Ah!" Lance's expression was ferocious and terrifying. After all, the fingers were connected to the heart. Lance was completely defenseless and was hit by the breastplate directly on the instep. Without the protection of the fighting spirit, the big foot was like being hit by a fierce hammer! That was so painful...
"Someone come! Where are all the dead people? Can't you see that I'm injured?" Lance wailed, holding his feet.
"Quick! Notify the priest! The Baron's foot is injured!" A heavy cavalryman nearby reacted immediately, dismounted and ran to Lance's side. After he carefully took off Lance's combat boots, he saw a bloody foot.
"It's okay! No bones or muscles are injured!" The soldier threw away his deformed combat boots and looked at Lance's wound.
"Are you okay, sir?" Jesse Ava was stunned looking at his bleeding feet. It was the first time he saw someone injured by his own plate armor. It was really amazing!
"Ahhh!" Lance hugged his feet and sat down on the ground.
"Who is injured? Where is he injured?" Suddenly a beautiful figure in white came running over in a hurry. Ivy said breathlessly with a staff in one hand and one hand on her waist.
"Lord Lance got hit on the instep by his own plate armor..." The soldier nearby couldn't help but laugh. You have to remember that Lance's plate armor is specially crafted for the nobility—Lord's Armor. Its heft is directly proportional to its terrifying defensive power! The rare metals and engraved magic patterns inside are enough to allow its wearer to rampage through the enemy with impunity. (Of course, if you insist on taking on a high-level professional... I suggest checking the cemetery beforehand!)
"Puchi!" Ivy, this girl, doesn't understand the ways of the world and laughed out loud in front of Lance.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss! My dear Ivy! Hurry up and cast a healing spell on me! If I delay any longer, I'll bleed out..." Lance said with a grin. He was careless just now and didn't dodge! A plate armor hit my foot... The weight of it... Only those who got hit know it!
"Okay, okay. Don't be anxious! Baptism of Dawn!" Ivy chuckled and gently waved the staff in her hand. The obscure spell came out with ups and downs. Golden halos emerged from behind her, and as she chanted, the rhythm of the halos slowly moved towards Lance. The moving halos were shining with golden light, and mysterious magic patterns flashed in them.
"Listen to the call of light, the baptism of the dawning land has finally come, heal!" Ivy paused the staff in her hand, and in an instant the light wheels quickly wrapped around Lance's footsteps, and the rotating light wheels slowly merged into Lance's wounds.
"Mmm! Comfortable!" Lance's eyes widened. At this moment, he could see the granulation tissue on the wound on the instep of his foot squirming frantically, and several visible muscle tissues rapidly intertwining, growing, and healing...
In less than 10 seconds, Lance's instep returned to its plump white state, with only the arch of his foot and the blood under his feet proving that he had been injured.
"Not bad! Except that the skin is whiter, it's no different from before!" Ivy looked at it carefully and clapped her hands, indicating that there was no problem.
Lance jumped up quickly, not caring whether he was wearing shoes or socks. He stretched out his feet and walked two steps on the ground, then turned the joints and observed them carefully. After finding that there was no problem, he quickly gave Ivy a thumbs up.
"Thank goodness! My foot isn't broken!" Lance thought to himself. He was a pure infantryman, and the demands on his feet were extremely high! With sufficient supplies, these low-ranking nobles could easily lead the swift infantry on a march of hundreds of miles! They were the foundation of the empire!
"I'm sorry! Your Highness Jesseava, I need to prepare to pack up, and then we can set off again, okay?" Lance said gently. The contrast between him and the Baron who had just been cursing and crying was too great.
"It's okay, it's okay! Please do as you please! I'm not in a hurry..." Jesse Ava said hurriedly and unwillingly. Although he was extremely anxious, his life and property were in Lance's hands. Otherwise, because of the magic contract he signed, he would not dare to come here at all. Although the nobles have their own spirit and beliefs, there are some noble scums who are noble in front of people but hide their faces and become bandits behind people!
After all, sometimes the difference between a soldier and a bandit is just one year. Roland had encountered many scum who did this kind of dirty work in previous games, so when Roland proposed the magic contract, Jesse Ava dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Alright! Pack up and let's go!" Lance also mounted a sturdy Shire horse. After all, everyone was riding horses on this trip, and the idea of just stomping to Gondor was like a mouse licking a cat's beep—looking for excitement! Once we got to Gondor, Baron Lance would grind his legs to the roots of his thighs.
"Okay! Your Excellency the Baron!" Jesse Ava said respectfully.
"Your Highness, I'm leaving! I will definitely complete your mission!" In the camp next to the farmland, Lance quietly beat his chest and looked towards the north. There, King Roland was leading everyone to plow the soil and sow seeds. He was very busy and no one noticed the team's quiet departure.
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"These heavy cavalry are so delicate!" Lance looked helplessly at the team that had stopped in the rear. As heavy cavalry, their battlefield should be on the plains, not in the woods! The most important thing is that the road Lance is leading is getting harder and harder.
"Your Highness Jesse Ava, is the route you are leading okay?" Lance had no choice but to ask Jesse Ava, who was holding a black compass beside him, with a dark face.
"Of course there's no problem! This is an epic magic item - the Pentagram Treasure Chaser! Not to mention finding the direction, it's very accurate in finding treasures below the epic level!" Jesse Ava said proudly. The Goblin Empire still left behind a lot of good things, at least this treasure-hunting compass is very good.
"Hiss!" The soldiers on the side could only grin. This thing is a good treasure! Although it doesn't look good, the effect is really awesome!
"Crack!" The ranger who was leading the way in front of him suddenly widened his eyes after casually splitting the bushes in front of him that had just sprouted new buds.
"Why did you stop?" Lance said unhappily, glancing at Jesseava. He was secretly worried that his team might have reached a dead end.
"My Lord Baron! It's Pegasus!" A ranger made a gesture of silence and whispered hurriedly.
"What! Pegasus!" Lance was stunned for a moment, then suddenly overjoyed! Pegasus Knights were the most numerous type of air knights, and the gentle Pegasus were much easier to serve than other flying monsters!
"Don't move! Take me to see it!" Lance gestured with his hands.
