The Magician of Rebirth
Chapter 66 After the War
The juice of the silver leaf grass can improve the effect of the blood-tonifying medicine. If the dosage is controlled properly, it can also relieve pain to a certain extent if it is applied to the wound.When using hemostatic grass, you need to remove the yellowed part, otherwise it will easily cause wound infection...
The slender and dexterous fingers shuttled nimbly among various potions and herbs, quickly treating the mottled fine wounds on the wheat-colored skin in front of him.Flender focused on his expression, frowned slightly, and knelt on one knee, moving skillfully and gently.
"Go and rest, my wound will be treated by a pharmacist." Saramon whispered after looking around the whole body of the red-haired boy, especially staying on his bandaged shoulder for a long time.
"It's not too late to go to rest after I take care of your wound." He didn't believe that the pharmacist of the rebel army would be willing to give Gaston's people any good medicine, or that the high-purity medicine in his private collection was more reliable.Flender raised his head and smiled, and the cool green potion poured out from the silver potion bottle, covering the scratches on Sharamon's left arm.These are the wounds left by Paris's wind blade attack in order to protect him.
"By the way, why did you come here suddenly?" Fingers stained with herbs slid along the muscle texture of the arm to the sharp back, and Flender moved behind Charamon, trying to keep his tone It seemed nothing had happened.
"The strength of the team sent by Salaman exceeded my original estimate." Sharamon lowered his head slightly following the strength of Flender's fingertips, so that he could continue to treat the wound. His deep and cold voice seemed a little blurred due to the movement. , "Totti is commanding a large-scale battle for the first time, and I am not at ease."
The fingertips that were wandering around the wound paused, and the young man behind him was silent for a while before responding softly, "Ah, it's a good thing you're here."
An atmosphere of silence permeated between the two, and the cool and bitter smell of herbs diffused.
Charamon's shoulders are very broad, and the line of the shoulder bones is extremely tough; but the waistline is tight, extending downward from the shoulders, and the curve of the entire back is like a vigorous cheetah, full of strength and beauty.However, on his back, there were large and small scars, some new and some old, and there was even a scar running from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Although it had been a long time, it still looked shocking.
White bandages were wrapped round and round on the wound that had stopped bleeding, and Flender's usually steady hands trembled a little.In the past hundred years, the two countries of Salaman and Gaston have been in constant war. Before Salaman, three generals of Gaston had died in the battle.No matter how powerful it is, it is not enough to guarantee safety. There are too many uncertain factors on the battlefield. War itself is a game between life and death.
And Sharamon has been experiencing this, and I am afraid that he will continue to experience it until the end of his life.
Flender suddenly felt a little scared. He was merciless in attacking Gaston's light cavalry battalion back then.Thank you Ilari for allowing him to survive those terrible curses of the wind wolf.
"I'll take some of the wounded back to Gaston first." Sharamon said suddenly, breaking the silence between the two.
"Then I'll go back with you." Flender blurted out almost without thinking, and then looked straight into those green eyes with a slight smile, "I broke your communicator, go back and make a new one." Pay you."
Flender could swear that he had never seen a more beautiful person than Charamon at that moment, even though his body was covered with scars, even though his long sword was covered with blood.However, those green eyes seemed to see through all his thoughts, so warm that he hardly knew how to respond.
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The ensuing battle was said to be a major reversal. The Salaman army, which lost its leader, was like a mess of sand, and was divided into small pieces by the rebels with the convenience of their location and gradually wiped out.During this period, although Salaman's generals also organized several excellent counterattacks, they could not restore the decline after all.
Gaston's troops marched towards the border of Salaman along with the main force of the rebel army according to the original plan.
In the territory of Salaman, however, small groups of rebel forces continued to rise. Most of the soldiers were of civilian origin, and they were particularly handy when fleeing, causing the upper-class nobles quite a headache.
The Elven King consumed a huge amount of power in this war, and had to sleep for a long time to recover his soul power in the next few days, and he could only spare a little time to speak every day.This made Flender, who was used to the chattering voice next to his ear, quite uncomfortable.Of course, there are also worries.
Due to the prophet's special sensitivity to the power of the soul, both Dino and Moya were severely traumatized in this war, especially Moya, who has been in a coma, and most of the affairs of the rebel army are handled by Sandra .Although she was shocked by Flender's unleashed power during the battle, due to the mage's unique arrogant and unyielding character and Flender's previous impression of her unstable power, she was not as strong as Dino. Value Flender's strength.So when the young magician made a request to say goodbye, it was approved smoothly.
But to be on the safe side, Flender still left a letter to Dino, expressing his attitude and intentions, hoping to avoid or reduce future troubles as much as possible.
On the way to Gaston, the exhaustion after the war gradually pervaded, and the emotion that had been suppressed in Flender's heart also broke out.
Flender was not as relieved as he thought after killing his closest friend with his own hands.Although he kept persuading himself that under the circumstances at that time, the end of life and death between the two of them was inevitable, but the indescribable feeling of heaviness and oppression was stuck in his heart like a stone, and with it came a sense of loss. , Regret... all kinds of emotions, and so on.
Even though he did hate Sasha so much that he wished he could cut him and his slender and beautiful fiancée into pieces with his own hands, but when the hatred disappeared, only the memories of the past remained.After all, they were friends who could be entrusted with life and death before, and they could even be said to be lovers.Just like him and the current Charamon...
Why on earth did it become like this?He once asked himself this question, but he never got a satisfactory answer.
The leather soles made a soft friction sound when they came into contact with the soft soil and fallen leaves.Flender sneaked a glance at Charamon, the man with blue eyes still had the familiar cold and calm expression, the corners of his mouth were pursed, stern and resolute, without any anxiety or uneasiness.Even if he is followed by Gaston's seriously wounded soldiers who are no longer able to continue fighting, even if he bears the charge of "disobeying military orders", he is destined to accept unpredictable punishment after returning to the capital...
Flender's heart throbbed slightly.
Charamon would go against the king's will and come to the battlefield alone. Flender had never even imagined such a thing before.No matter how you look at it, he is a conscientious general.
In fact, in the bibliography recommended by the Elf King, there have been similar plots. The lovers who love each other are separated because of the war, and one of them rushes to the battlefield alone because he cannot bear the anxiety of waiting...
Of course, in the process of reading the book, the only one who will be moved to tears by this plot is only a certain elf who is poisoned in love, and Flender completely scoffs at this kind of behavior.In such a huge battlefield, the chances of finding your lover are very slim; a sword has no eyes, and if you are not careful, you will risk your own life; what's more, even if the two really meet on the battlefield, so what?In the face of war, the power of the individual is simply negligible.Instead of making such a risky choice that is not worth the loss, it is better to guard their home in an orderly manner, shoulder their due responsibilities, and wait for the opportunity to meet again.
However, when this thing really happened to me, all the feelings were different.My heart is full of the sweetness of surprise and the soreness of touch. I can't explain it clearly, and it is almost overflowing.
Therefore, because of this, I once again delayed indefinitely the original plan to travel to various countries and made the current choice.
The whole team settled down beside the stream, and Sharamon arranged the monitoring and guarding personnel, and then sat beside Flender.
The sun shines down through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the dense forest, and sprinkles on the soft soil beside the water. The water flow is very fast, and crystal water drops splash out from time to time, with a fresh smell.Those tragic wars seemed to be far away from them.
"We are already out of the range of the Fang of Mufis, and we will reach the capital in two days." Sharamon stretched his long legs and drew a line on the ground casually.
"Oh." Flender wrapped his arms around his knees, turned his face to the side, and responded sullenly, propping up a wind wall with his hands to isolate the sound of their conversation. "Aren't you worried? The crime of violating military orders is not a light one."
"It is right to be punished." Sharamon said lightly, "I should be responsible for my actions." His expression suddenly turned serious, and he looked directly into Flender's eyes, "But there is one thing I want figure out."
"What's the matter?" Flender had a bad premonition in his heart.
"You said that the wind wolf is not dead, is that true?"
The slender and dexterous fingers shuttled nimbly among various potions and herbs, quickly treating the mottled fine wounds on the wheat-colored skin in front of him.Flender focused on his expression, frowned slightly, and knelt on one knee, moving skillfully and gently.
"Go and rest, my wound will be treated by a pharmacist." Saramon whispered after looking around the whole body of the red-haired boy, especially staying on his bandaged shoulder for a long time.
"It's not too late to go to rest after I take care of your wound." He didn't believe that the pharmacist of the rebel army would be willing to give Gaston's people any good medicine, or that the high-purity medicine in his private collection was more reliable.Flender raised his head and smiled, and the cool green potion poured out from the silver potion bottle, covering the scratches on Sharamon's left arm.These are the wounds left by Paris's wind blade attack in order to protect him.
"By the way, why did you come here suddenly?" Fingers stained with herbs slid along the muscle texture of the arm to the sharp back, and Flender moved behind Charamon, trying to keep his tone It seemed nothing had happened.
"The strength of the team sent by Salaman exceeded my original estimate." Sharamon lowered his head slightly following the strength of Flender's fingertips, so that he could continue to treat the wound. His deep and cold voice seemed a little blurred due to the movement. , "Totti is commanding a large-scale battle for the first time, and I am not at ease."
The fingertips that were wandering around the wound paused, and the young man behind him was silent for a while before responding softly, "Ah, it's a good thing you're here."
An atmosphere of silence permeated between the two, and the cool and bitter smell of herbs diffused.
Charamon's shoulders are very broad, and the line of the shoulder bones is extremely tough; but the waistline is tight, extending downward from the shoulders, and the curve of the entire back is like a vigorous cheetah, full of strength and beauty.However, on his back, there were large and small scars, some new and some old, and there was even a scar running from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Although it had been a long time, it still looked shocking.
White bandages were wrapped round and round on the wound that had stopped bleeding, and Flender's usually steady hands trembled a little.In the past hundred years, the two countries of Salaman and Gaston have been in constant war. Before Salaman, three generals of Gaston had died in the battle.No matter how powerful it is, it is not enough to guarantee safety. There are too many uncertain factors on the battlefield. War itself is a game between life and death.
And Sharamon has been experiencing this, and I am afraid that he will continue to experience it until the end of his life.
Flender suddenly felt a little scared. He was merciless in attacking Gaston's light cavalry battalion back then.Thank you Ilari for allowing him to survive those terrible curses of the wind wolf.
"I'll take some of the wounded back to Gaston first." Sharamon said suddenly, breaking the silence between the two.
"Then I'll go back with you." Flender blurted out almost without thinking, and then looked straight into those green eyes with a slight smile, "I broke your communicator, go back and make a new one." Pay you."
Flender could swear that he had never seen a more beautiful person than Charamon at that moment, even though his body was covered with scars, even though his long sword was covered with blood.However, those green eyes seemed to see through all his thoughts, so warm that he hardly knew how to respond.
——————————————————————————————————
The ensuing battle was said to be a major reversal. The Salaman army, which lost its leader, was like a mess of sand, and was divided into small pieces by the rebels with the convenience of their location and gradually wiped out.During this period, although Salaman's generals also organized several excellent counterattacks, they could not restore the decline after all.
Gaston's troops marched towards the border of Salaman along with the main force of the rebel army according to the original plan.
In the territory of Salaman, however, small groups of rebel forces continued to rise. Most of the soldiers were of civilian origin, and they were particularly handy when fleeing, causing the upper-class nobles quite a headache.
The Elven King consumed a huge amount of power in this war, and had to sleep for a long time to recover his soul power in the next few days, and he could only spare a little time to speak every day.This made Flender, who was used to the chattering voice next to his ear, quite uncomfortable.Of course, there are also worries.
Due to the prophet's special sensitivity to the power of the soul, both Dino and Moya were severely traumatized in this war, especially Moya, who has been in a coma, and most of the affairs of the rebel army are handled by Sandra .Although she was shocked by Flender's unleashed power during the battle, due to the mage's unique arrogant and unyielding character and Flender's previous impression of her unstable power, she was not as strong as Dino. Value Flender's strength.So when the young magician made a request to say goodbye, it was approved smoothly.
But to be on the safe side, Flender still left a letter to Dino, expressing his attitude and intentions, hoping to avoid or reduce future troubles as much as possible.
On the way to Gaston, the exhaustion after the war gradually pervaded, and the emotion that had been suppressed in Flender's heart also broke out.
Flender was not as relieved as he thought after killing his closest friend with his own hands.Although he kept persuading himself that under the circumstances at that time, the end of life and death between the two of them was inevitable, but the indescribable feeling of heaviness and oppression was stuck in his heart like a stone, and with it came a sense of loss. , Regret... all kinds of emotions, and so on.
Even though he did hate Sasha so much that he wished he could cut him and his slender and beautiful fiancée into pieces with his own hands, but when the hatred disappeared, only the memories of the past remained.After all, they were friends who could be entrusted with life and death before, and they could even be said to be lovers.Just like him and the current Charamon...
Why on earth did it become like this?He once asked himself this question, but he never got a satisfactory answer.
The leather soles made a soft friction sound when they came into contact with the soft soil and fallen leaves.Flender sneaked a glance at Charamon, the man with blue eyes still had the familiar cold and calm expression, the corners of his mouth were pursed, stern and resolute, without any anxiety or uneasiness.Even if he is followed by Gaston's seriously wounded soldiers who are no longer able to continue fighting, even if he bears the charge of "disobeying military orders", he is destined to accept unpredictable punishment after returning to the capital...
Flender's heart throbbed slightly.
Charamon would go against the king's will and come to the battlefield alone. Flender had never even imagined such a thing before.No matter how you look at it, he is a conscientious general.
In fact, in the bibliography recommended by the Elf King, there have been similar plots. The lovers who love each other are separated because of the war, and one of them rushes to the battlefield alone because he cannot bear the anxiety of waiting...
Of course, in the process of reading the book, the only one who will be moved to tears by this plot is only a certain elf who is poisoned in love, and Flender completely scoffs at this kind of behavior.In such a huge battlefield, the chances of finding your lover are very slim; a sword has no eyes, and if you are not careful, you will risk your own life; what's more, even if the two really meet on the battlefield, so what?In the face of war, the power of the individual is simply negligible.Instead of making such a risky choice that is not worth the loss, it is better to guard their home in an orderly manner, shoulder their due responsibilities, and wait for the opportunity to meet again.
However, when this thing really happened to me, all the feelings were different.My heart is full of the sweetness of surprise and the soreness of touch. I can't explain it clearly, and it is almost overflowing.
Therefore, because of this, I once again delayed indefinitely the original plan to travel to various countries and made the current choice.
The whole team settled down beside the stream, and Sharamon arranged the monitoring and guarding personnel, and then sat beside Flender.
The sun shines down through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the dense forest, and sprinkles on the soft soil beside the water. The water flow is very fast, and crystal water drops splash out from time to time, with a fresh smell.Those tragic wars seemed to be far away from them.
"We are already out of the range of the Fang of Mufis, and we will reach the capital in two days." Sharamon stretched his long legs and drew a line on the ground casually.
"Oh." Flender wrapped his arms around his knees, turned his face to the side, and responded sullenly, propping up a wind wall with his hands to isolate the sound of their conversation. "Aren't you worried? The crime of violating military orders is not a light one."
"It is right to be punished." Sharamon said lightly, "I should be responsible for my actions." His expression suddenly turned serious, and he looked directly into Flender's eyes, "But there is one thing I want figure out."
"What's the matter?" Flender had a bad premonition in his heart.
"You said that the wind wolf is not dead, is that true?"
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