The potion prepared by the Abyss Dragon Root has already taken effect in Luke's body. A large amount of light power has been absorbed and reconciled. Luke's strong blood energy has begun to calm down, and the burning vitality has returned to balance.
But, he hasn't woken up yet.
The sunlight passed through the window and fell on the carpet. Another burst of cheers came from outside the castle.
It was only twelve prayer hours before the end of that war. Because he was concerned about Luke's condition, Roy rushed back on a gryphon first. Adolf's army was still on its way back to the city.
But even so, Munich has become a sea of joy.
People who survived the disaster took to the streets to celebrate the victory of this war. The huge cheers were like a wave. They could be heard even deep in the Grand Duke's castle.
Roy looked at the sleeping Luke quietly, and the scene he saw in the magic tower reappeared in his mind, and at the same time, he echoed with a shout.
"Farrington!"
This name was called by different voices.
Either rough and bold, or clear, or violent, or calm...
And the masters of these voices, the black-haired knights, risked their lives to fight against the demons. One group of people fell, and another group of people rose up. One generation grew old, and another generation grew up.
Looking at Luke's gray hair, Roy suddenly felt a little moist at the corners of his eyes.
Ever since the day he learned about his life experience, he had been full of resistance to the place called Farrington. In his opinion, it was so far away from him, and those who lived there had the same bloodline as him.
People are so brave, but also so ruthless.
They took their children away from their mothers' arms and let them crawl around in the ice and snow in the severe cold and heat, so that they could learn how to fight and kill from an early age.
They grew up in military camps. Every inch of their bodies is covered with scars. They don’t know how to cry, and there is no warmth in their dictionary. They are just a group of numb soldiers who are burdened with crimes. From birth to death, they
, the only value that exists is fighting.
Even if their relatives die behind them, they will not look back.
Roy actually didn't hate his grandfather, Grand Duke Roland, nor did he hate these soldiers. He just felt that from the moment his mother withered in the river of frost, they had nothing to do with him anymore.
Although he has the same blood flowing through his body, he is just an abandoned lone wolf.
It was Grandpa William who raised him up, and it was the ice and snow storms and the crisis-ridden World of Warcraft forest that taught him how to survive. Even the elves and dwarves, the alien races who lived together, were much closer than them.
If I had to say there was any emotion, it would be sadness.
Sad for them, sad for myself.
Roy had always suppressed such emotions deeply in his heart. It wasn't until Luke appeared and until he saw those scenes in the magic tower that he suddenly realized how wrong he was.
When he was living on the mainland, his grandfather, in order to avenge himself, broke his vow never to leave Farrington, and single-handedly killed Vatican with a river of blood. Thirty-six high-ranking red archbishops, overnight, actually
More than half of them have fallen, just like a chicken or a dog!
For a time, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
In order to hide this secret, that year, the Holy See directly closed Vatican. Several major Holy See knights came out to arrest heretics everywhere, launched purges, instigated rebellions, and diverted attention.
However, if they could hide it from ordinary people, how could they hide it from the well-informed nobles?
Although everyone kept it secret, what happened back then is still talked about by people today. For the old man and for Farrington, all they have is incomparable awe.
After his grandfather Roland was captured, Farrington's response was even more outrageous and domineering - they only opened the castle gate leading to the Redemption Continent, and without being able to get out, they forced the Holy See and the Kingdom of Heaven to launch an attack. All activities ceased. Roland's treatment was nothing more than imprisonment.
Every time he thought of this scene, Roy felt that every cell in his body was burning and every drop of blood was boiling.
The resonance and pride of blood and soul made it difficult for him to do it himself.
Yes, grandfather Roland has always been known for his ruthlessness. Yes, he did not agree with his father and mother's marriage from the beginning, and even strongly opposed it. Yes, after his father died in the war, he once wanted to remove himself from his mother's arms. Take away, like every traditional Farrington man, and have yourself brought up in the barracks.
When he didn't know him, Roy had a thousand reasons to hate him. But when he really got to know him, Roy only felt his nose was sore and his eyes were red.
He did not accompany her, did not pamper her, and did not even have a gentle smile.
However, he slaughtered the entire Vatican!
That's how this lion-like old man expresses his tenderness!
Moreover, he never gave up looking for himself from beginning to end. For themselves, batch after batch of knights like Luke, who had lived in Farrington all their lives, took off their glorious shirts and went to other places, hiding their names.
For sixteen years, they kept asking for information about themselves.
This made Roy feel like what a bastard he was!
Tears burst into his eyes. At this moment, Luke opened his eyes.
"Why are you crying?" After the confusion in the old man's eyes disappeared, he frowned without asking about his own situation, "Men from Farrington don't know how to cry."
Roy hurriedly wiped away his tears and denied, "I didn't cry."
Luke smiled and closed his eyes. He activated his skills and ran a circle of Dou Qi. After finding that his body was fine, he sat up.
"Where am I?"
Roy propped him up against the head of the bed, put a pillow on his back, and said, "In Grand Duke Adolf's Mansion."
He knew that since he withstood the heavenly punishment for himself, Luke's memory had stayed in the Fjord Military Camp. He knew nothing about what had happened during these days, so he told the whole story.
Roy had nothing to hide from Luke.
Except for the fact that the final battlefield is of great importance, and Austin's existence did not have his permission, so it was not mentioned, others include the change of appearance and identity of the imprisonment armor, including conflicts with several major families, including the battle of the abyss, Even the experience of Neuotans Magic Tower is told one by one.
At first, Luke listened quietly with a smile on his lips. Later, his eyes opened wider and wider. Finally, he couldn't sit still and stood up straight, with a dumbfounded look on his face.
Roy's experience was so amazing that he couldn't believe it.
"Wait..." In the end, Luke was overwhelmed.
"You mean, your current follower has a Behemoth?" he asked.
Roy nodded.
Luke took a breath, put his feet down, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared into Roy's eyes: "There are three more bone dragons? A level 12 demon?"
"Well," Roy nodded shyly and repeated what he said before, "There are also eight level 11 demons and seventy-two level 10 demons."
Luke opened his mouth wide and swallowed hard: "In addition, you are also the son of the Holy Spirit of the elves and the thunder bearer of the dwarves?"
Although Roy had always felt that he was thick-skinned enough, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time. No one knew more about how these titles came about than him.
The sons of the Holy Spirit and the thunder bearers are all the functions of the bow spirit and the ax spirit.
However, from another perspective, this is also true.
Seeing the boy nodding again, Luke was completely speechless.
Ever since he found Roy, he knew that despite the fact that this young master looked frail, harmless, and even confused and easy to bully, in fact, he was not simple at all.
In terms of strength, he is a master of magic and martial arts, and his combat effectiveness far exceeds that of his peers. In terms of agility, he is more cunning than an old fox. As for the power hidden under the water, he has quietly raised an army of bandits.
Luke didn't know that this wasn't the habit of dominating the mountain developed from living in the Warcraft Forest since he was a child, but he had already seen that the young master could toss and pull.
But he still didn't expect that after sleeping for two or three months, his young master would make such a huge fortune.
Not to mention money.
Although Roy is not extremely wealthy today, he is many times richer than the miserable Knights of Farrington. The ransom money from several major families is enough for him to squander for ten lifetimes.
Even if we support an army, it is more than enough.
And his strength has greatly increased. Now, he can face a junior holy domain alone and he will not be left behind. His fighting spirit, his martial arts, his magic, and his domain clones are enough to give any opponent a headache.
If you add his followers... Luke feels that anyone who dares to be an enemy of this young master is a fool!
And if my calculations are correct, the young master is only eighteen years old this year!
After slowly calming down, Luke shifted his thoughts to the current situation. The invasion of demons meant that the shackles tied to the Farrington Knights had been lifted. Originally, at this time, no matter for
Farrington, or for Roy's safety, he should go back.
However, after hearing about Roy's experience, Luke had a different idea than before.
Indeed, as the heir of the Hanshan family, it seems only natural that Roy should return to Farrington. Especially in this troubled world, his appearance is of great significance to the Farrington Knights. However, like him,
In fact, it is restricted. It is like a pony that is saddled too early. This is not a good thing for him.
On the contrary, without Farrington being tied down and free, he has been growing wildly at a terrifying speed.
Luke couldn't imagine what he would achieve if he was given another period of time. But one thing is for sure, that is, it must be beyond his imagination.
Although today's Farrington Knights are very powerful and can be called the best knight in the world, Luke is well aware of the crisis of this team. Perhaps, giving the Farrington Knights one more brother and one more force that can rely on each other,
is the best choice.
Besides, Grand Duke Roland...
Thinking of this, Luke said to Roy: "Master, what are your plans?"
Roy was silent for a moment and said, "I'm going to go north and solve the Bandez issue first."
Luke nodded.
From Roy's previous narration, he knew that the demons were now invading and their troops were directly targeting Saint Solan. To this end, the Solan royal family had ordered nationwide mobilization. The armies of the lords of the major provinces were marching northward day and night to assemble. Even
Adolf will also lead the way after a short rest.
This battle is inevitable. The world is turbulent, and what's worse for Roy is that Bandez's position is within the war zone. Therefore, he must rush there as soon as possible.
Luke smiled slightly and said: "Well, Master, I think you should recruit an army of your own."