wake

Colin woke up.

He looked around and found that he was still in the original tent.

He did not know how many days he had been in a coma. He could only judge from the surrounding light that it was night time.

In addition to him, there was one other person in the tent – Vera.

She was lying quietly on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep.

Colin looked at Vera's white hair, and there was a trace of warmth in his heart.

It was undeniable that his previous actions were indeed a show by relying on his undying body.

But it seemed that he had gone a little too far …

Now that he thought about it, when he was injured for the first time, he was still able to control the injury.

But the second time, when he blocked the bullet for Vera, he could not control it anymore.

The severe pain and the severe wound made Colin unable to stop the bleeding in time.

In addition, he also saw some scenes that were not suitable for children …

In short, Colin felt that this accident should be caused by excessive blood loss.

It seemed that he must stop the bleeding immediately if he was injured in the future.

Colin secretly warned himself.

Then, he remembered that he seemed to have woken up once before.

Moreover, at that time, there was a priest pouring holy water into his mouth …

However, the holy water did not seem to cause any harm to him. Instead, it helped him recover from his injuries.

No.

It was not just recovering from his injuries.

Colin carefully felt the changes in his body.

He found that his body was slightly hot, just like the situation when he drank Knight Carter's blood!

Could it be that the holy water could also help him improve his strength?

This was interesting.

Colin suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and decided to wait a few more days to see if his strength really improved.

If the holy water really had the same effect as the knight's blood …

Then, the vampire settings in this world were a bit strange.

Or …

There was something wrong with the holy water of the Church of Brilliance …

Also, there was the silver python that he had dreamed of in his coma.

It seemed that it was not just an inexplicable dream.

He always felt that the taste of the blood of the giant python was a bit too real.

It was so real that it did not feel like a dream …

Colin lay on the bed, his thoughts running wild.

He had just woken up from a coma and could not sleep.

So, he waited until dawn with his eyes open.

"Good morning, Miss Vera."

"Ah, Colin, you're awake!"

When Colin saw the genuine surprise in Vera's eyes, he felt a little guilty in his heart. Was it really a good idea to deceive such a naive little girl?

But soon, Colin shook off this thought.

After all, although he had planned to play dead, he had almost succeeded.

Therefore, Vera's good impression of him could be said to have been exchanged with his life.

According to the plot of a melodramatic TV drama, Vera should have already given herself to him by now.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Three whole days!"

"So long?"

"That's right. It's all thanks to Archbishop Riven's holy water. "

Colin secretly remembered Raven's name, and at the same time inquired: "Then I must thank him! I wonder why Archbishop Riven is here? "

"He came here with my uncle, Marquis García. By the way, my uncle brought the Black Cavalry to support us, so we are safe! "

"Marquis García is here too! Then we are indeed safe. "

"Yes. You must be hungry, right? I'll go and find you something to eat. "

Vera said as she got up and walked out of the tent.

Looking at the girl's graceful figure, Colin suddenly felt that this injury was not a loss.

"Meow ~"

Little White also found that his "human slave" had woken up. He excitedly came over and licked Colin a few times, and then found a comfortable position on the bed and continued to sleep.

Colin touched the kitten's soft fur and began to search for information about Marquis García in his mind.

Then, he found that his predecessor was actually an admirer of Marquis García.

Well, who was not a young man of his age in the Northern Frontier?

However, Colin also found some interesting things from his memory.

For example, although Marquis García was the first person in the Northern Frontier Army, and the Black Cavalry in his hands was also an invincible army.

However, he had already retired from the front line against the trolls three years ago.

Although it was Marquis García who took the initiative to retire from the front line, and he also advertised that he wanted to take a vacation and let the Black Cavalry soldiers take a break.

However, in the eyes of discerning people, this "official story" was obviously not the truth of the matter.

There was only one reason why Marquis García retired from the front line – suspicion!

Suspicion from the Dukes Of The North.

Although there was no such thing as a high merit overshadowing the master in this world, the truth was the same.

There was no difference in people's hearts.

The prestige of Marquis García and the strength of the Black Cavalry had made the Dukes Of The North restless.

Even if Marquis García was the younger brother of the Dukes Of The North.

However, in the face of power.

Not to mention brothers.

Even father and son were unreliable.

A terrifying force like the Black Cavalry could make the trolls not dare to set foot in the Northern Frontier. They could also sweep across the Northern Frontier and change the owner of Chilly Winter City.

Therefore, Marquis García was transferred away from the front line.

The sharp blade of the Black Cavalry was also forced to be sheathed.

The one who replaced him at the front line was the eldest son of the Dukes Of The North, Marquis Charles.

The Dukes Of The North obviously hoped that their son could take over this heavy responsibility and hone a powerful army for the Northern Frontier.

An army that truly belonged to the House of Saint Hilde.

This was to balance the influence of Marquis García.

Unfortunately, Marquis Charles was a little disappointing.

He had held on for three years at the front line, but in the end, he could not hold on.

The trolls had attacked.

Therefore, Marquis García had to be used again.

However, Colin was a little worried.

If Marquis García lived up to expectations this time and once again defeated the trolls like he had repeated countless times, then, how would the Duke Of Saint Hilde reward his meritorious subject?

It was impossible to promote his title.

Above the marquis was the duke.

And the Northern Frontier could only have one duke.

As for the territory.

The size of Marquis García's territory had far exceeded the standard of an ordinary marquis.

Moreover, more territory meant more taxes and more people, which also meant greater military potential.

Although the Black Cavalry was powerful, it also cost a lot to support them. Therefore, their scale had never exceeded 50,000 people.

But if they were given more nutrients and allowed to continue to expand …

That would be even more difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, Colin suddenly felt a little sympathy for Vera's adoptive father.

Asking the Black Cavalry to come to the rescue showed that the situation at the front line was really critical, but it was inevitable that it was like drinking poison to quench one's thirst.

Of course, if Colin knew that Marquis García sent troops without the Duke's order this time, he would be even more worried.

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