Knights and Magic Wand -
Chapter 564 - 564 268 The Horn of the Counterattack_2
564: Chapter 268: The Horn of the Counterattack_2 564: Chapter 268: The Horn of the Counterattack_2 A great battle is about to begin, and he needs the mighty Illaril Knights and the three priests of the Holy Lake Sect.
“Understood.” Kovis turned around to set off.
Leon suddenly raised his hand to stop him, the young boy looked back in confusion.
With nobody around, facing his good friend, Leon didn’t maintain his calm demeanor.
He scratched his face awkwardly, feeling guilty inside.
As the only Sky Knight at his disposal, he had to frequently dispatch Kovis back and forth, becoming his special envoy for sending messages quickly in this era without telephones.
The Magic Guidebook recorded several ancient long-distance magical communication devices from the Lorelette civilization, including a kind of Magic Mirror that could achieve long-distance audio-visual communication.
However, the materials were scarce now, making it impossible to replicate.
“I’ve been too busy to ask, is your facial injury alright?”
Leon finally had the chance to show concern for his partner’s injury.
Kovis was stunned for a moment, then touched his cheek and smiled lightly, “It’s just a small injury, accidentally grazed by an Undead Knight’s blade.
It doesn’t affect my combat capability, so I saved my magic power by not fully healing it.”
Seeing his friend seemingly concerned, he simply covered his scar, closed his eyes, and concentrated, starting to heal himself.
A faint glow emerged from his palm, and Kovis moved his hand away: “See, it’s fine now, no big deal.
Don’t worry about it.”
Leon looked at his fully healed side face, marveling at his unscarred skin: “Your healing magic is getting stronger.”
Kovis shrugged: “You wanted to heal Uncle Bryan’s leg, and I was worried someone might get seriously injured and be hard to treat, so I have been studying Life Science with Lady Lola.”
“I’ve made great progress in limb restoration.
Once this war is over, I can perform the surgery to help Uncle Bryan recover.”
Leon gazed at the young boy who remembered his casual remark, offering a grateful yet bitter smile: “You have a good heart.
I once persuaded you to stay in Selva, promising a safer life, yet it seems you haven’t had many peaceful days this past year.”
Kovis shook his head: “To serve you was my choice.
From the beginning, I sensed someone like you was destined to face numerous challenges and didn’t expect they would come so quickly.”
“However, what does it matter?
I am running around for the noble cause of saving mankind, which is more meaningful than hiding in some reclusive place to survive.”
He smiled, placed his hand on his sword, and saluted, looking with fervent eyes at the Lord he was proud of:
“The name of the descendant of Allen Del shall not be remembered by the world as a slave of a wicked Wizard.
I will be remembered in history as an honorable Avalon Knight, passing on the mission of combating the Undead Calamity, a glory you have bestowed upon me.”
“I’m not a hero…
I’ve always had…
her as reliance, feeling assured before daring to step forward.” Leon awkwardly waved his hand, feeling that word was far from him.
“Nonetheless, you all deserve the title.
Just be careful on the road…” Leon no longer delayed the young man’s envoy duties.
Kovis nodded in acknowledgment of the care, without disputing His Lord’s humility, but in his heart, no one was more deserving of that title than Leon.
“You as well, my Lord, please ensure your safety.
Your well-being is more important than any of us.”
The young man saluted and turned to continue his mission.
He briskly exited the fortress, called to his Stormhawk, and mounted it again, only then turning his head to watch Leon’s back as he went to mobilize troops.
The blond boy raised his hand, touched the pocket of his inner armor, his eyes showing a hint of hesitation and concern.
A special request…
…
echoing repeatedly in his mind.
Kovis frowned, murmured silently towards his Lord’s back, then composed himself, tugged on the reins, and guided the Stormhawk to soar into the sky…
…
Leon and Azeryan commanded seven hundred elite troops composed of Avalon Knights and Ranger Knights.
Balfe and other vassals of the Thorny Flower family also led two thousand Farolis soldiers, ready to depart.
Knight Ron led his eighteen hundred Shatai Griffin mercenaries.
Runav’s subordinate generals gathered two thousand troops from the Baldim family to follow closely behind.
This vast alliance marched out from the camp in orders, with six thousand five hundred warriors, their steps and hooves rumbling together at the riverbank ferry.
In this massive military force, flags waved endlessly, with countless banners bearing various emblems fluttering in the wind on the North Shore.
Simultaneously, many Lords from the East also came upon hearing the news, but they brought only a few knights to observe.
Since their forces were almost exhausted, they still didn’t dare to join this seemingly desperate military action, choosing instead to continue watching and waiting for the outcome of this battle.
At the ferry, five large Kantadar sailboats and ten medium-sized sailboats quickly left the bay, carrying teams of soldiers to transport the entire army to a hidden landing point on the South Bank.
When the army set foot in the perpetual night of the Netherworld, despite the troops already being mobilized, faced with such a sinister environment, some soldiers from Orland entering the Netherworld territory for the first time couldn’t help but feel fear.
Fortunately, Leon led the charge with Avalon forces and Ranger Knights, guiding the army forward, and with such a large number of troops, their morale was decent, preventing any chaos or panic.
Moreover, with the river sprawling behind them, even if anyone had second thoughts, they had nowhere to escape.
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