As night falls, bonfires are lit up at the bend of the running river.

After a fierce battle, mankind finally won the final victory.

It was a miserable victory.

Most of the original team of more than a thousand people died in the battle, and everyone who survived was injured.

However, after this battle.

The momentum of this group of miscellaneous soldiers has changed qualitatively, as if after the baptism of blood and fire, there are signs of transformation into a regular army.

The camp was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the various mutilated corpses had not yet had time to be cleaned up.

But everyone who survived the disaster didn't care. While enjoying the rare hot food, they boasted about their heroic performance during the day.

Sal did not participate in the lively conversation among his companions. Instead, he picked up a string of grilled herring and walked towards the tent in the center of the camp.

His left foot seemed to be injured and he was walking with a limp, which was quite difficult.

However, such minor injuries are nothing in this camp.

Outside the tent stood a knight whose upper body was covered with bandages.

Sal knew that this was a knight from the Angele family, and he seemed to be named Raymond.

The knight was holding a long sword, with his head half lowered and his eyes closed tightly, as if he was repenting and praying.

Sal passed by him, and he didn't react at all, like a sculpture.

"Miss Vera, would you like something to eat?"

"No."

Vera didn't look back, she just refused softly.

Sal quietly raised his head, but only saw Vera's graceful back and long snow-white hair.

"You should take care of yourself and eat something..."

Sal was still persuading, but Vera still didn't respond. She just stared blankly at the man in front of her who seemed to be sleeping.

That man is naturally Colin.

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However, Colin was not pretending to be dead to gain sympathy at this moment.

But he really fell asleep.

After all, the injuries I suffered before were too severe, and I lost too much blood. Of course, I may have been stimulated by the inappropriate scene in the last scene...

In short, Colin fell completely into a deep sleep.

If he wasn't still breathing, everyone might have thought he was dead.

With such horrific injuries, no one thought Colin could survive.

In fact, in the eyes of everyone, it is a miracle that he can persist until now.

Only Vera was still unwilling to give up, and still helped Colin bandage his wounds and took good care of him every step of the way.

Seemingly noticing that Colin's lips were a little chapped, Vera quickly dipped some water into a gauze towel and gently applied it on Colin's mouth.

Seeing this scene, Sal was filled with jealousy, and even wished that he was the one lying on the bed being taken care of by Vera.

"Miss Vera, let me take care of Knight Colin. You can go and take a rest."

"No need." Vera once again rejected Sal's kindness and waved her hand to signal the mercenaries to leave.

Thrall had no choice but to bury his disappointment deep in his heart and exit the tent.

"Meow~"

Xiaobai came out of nowhere, came close to Colin, and gently licked his cheek, as if he wanted to wake up his "human slave".

Vera put down her gauze and stared at Colin's bloodless face for a long time.

Then, she crossed her hands and clasped them in front of her chest, making a praying posture.

"O omnipotent Lord of Glory, please have mercy on this brave and fearless knight!"

This was Vera's first prayer in her life.

Perhaps, this is also the first mage to pray to the Lord of Glory.

"If I am lucky enough to witness your grace and kindness, then I will serve you forever throughout my life!"

This female mage who has pursued arcane truth as her lifelong pursuit is now willing to offer her faith to the gods for a man!

I don’t know if the Lord of Glory heard this mage’s prayer?

Are you willing to accept the conversion of such a heretic?

There were no pillars of light falling from the sky.

There were no angels who suddenly appeared.

Colin didn't miraculously wake up.

It seems like nothing happened...

Only Knight Bliss, who had just walked outside the tent, suddenly stopped. He seemed to realize that he might have heard something he shouldn't have heard.

After a long time, when there was no more sound coming from the tent, Bliss took another step and walked in.

The knight is now also a seriously injured person.

His entire right arm was severed, and his body was covered in bandages with blood oozing from them.

However, he still had that calm and indifferent expression, seemingly not caring about his injuries.

"Miss, the casualty statistics have been initially completed. In this battle, we lost 428 soldiers, and more than 350 people were seriously injured. The rest were basically minor injuries..."

Vera had no idea about such casualty statistics, so she just listened quietly.

However, for a battlefield veteran like Bliss Knight, this battle is definitely a miracle.

You know, such a battle damage ratio, even among the most elite regular troops, is enough to completely collapse the army.

However, these miscellaneous soldiers from Hewan Camp fought tenaciously to the end and won.

Perhaps this is due to Vera, after all, her identity has enough appeal.

But Bliss knew very well that there was more at work in Colin's plan of a last-ditch battle.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Colin on the bed with admiration and regret, and continued to ask:

"Miss, what should we do next?"

Hearing this question, Vera was a little confused: "What's your opinion?"

"There were two wolf cavalry units that chased us to the Running River. Although we just defeated one of them, we are not completely out of danger yet.

Because although another group of wolf cavalry was confused by our arrangement and had already crossed the river and headed north, they would soon find something wrong and turn back.

However, the great victory we just achieved will definitely make the other party hesitate, unclear about our specific strength, and afraid to easily pursue us and fight us again.

Therefore, my opinion is to continue to guard the river bend, and then send messengers to nearby cities to request reinforcements.

As long as our reinforcements arrive before the trolls gather more pursuers, we'll be safe. "

Vera was a little silent.

She heard the uncertainty in Knight Bliss's words, but she couldn't come up with a better idea.

At this time, she naturally turned her gaze to Colin who was sleeping.

If he could wake up, there must be a better way...

"Okay, let's do as you say."

"yes!"

After leaving the camp, Bliss walked with his head down.

He was thinking about which directions he should send messengers asking for help, and how to avoid being intercepted halfway by the troll pursuers...

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The sound of horse hooves interrupted Bliss's thoughts. He raised his head and saw two cavalrymen running towards the camp.

He quickly recognized that one of them was the cavalry he sent to guard the surrounding area, but he did not recognize the other person.

However, he recognized the armor on the other party!

This kind of pure black standard armor is equipped by only one army in the entire Glorious Empire——

Black Cavalry!

Bliss was ecstatic and couldn't help but look back in the direction of Vera's camp. A thought flashed through his mind:

Did the Lord of Glory really answer the young lady’s prayer?