Harold left goodry and Anne and lay down alone. He was also seriously injured. The potion given by bias worked very well.


    However, the loss of vitality caused by the rapid healing of the injury and the physical loss of fighting during the day still made him feel exhausted.


    "King geld is dead, Marcus is gone, and Cleon doesn''t know whether he has successfully killed the winged queen. How can so many civilians be resettled? Food can be eaten for a few months at most, and there must be no supplies in the desert!"


    The more he thought about it, the more he felt troublesome. Since he became an aristocrat, he had absolutely loyal system soldiers to help. In addition, as an early aristocrat, he had no constraints and had a very relaxed and comfortable life. Now a lot of trouble has piled up, and Harold is really a little big.


    Harold fell asleep in anxiety and boredom and had a dream that made him cry. In the dream, he was like more than 20 years ago, chasing the Centaur with Marcus, a single young man. This time, Harold said, "our journey has just begun!"


    But Marcus smiled in the setting sun, and disappeared without saying a word. Harold threw himself on the air, and Marcus left him.


    "Marcus!" Harold suddenly sat up from bed and realized that he had just had a dream. He touched the corner of his eyes and found it wet and sighed.


    It was just dawn. After yesterday''s battle, the soldiers were also very tired. Anyway, the pursuers were beaten back, and there was no need to hurry. They just waited for Alan and Cleon. Harlott didn''t order the people to leave immediately, but went to see what was going on over there.


    In this battle, many people died and many were seriously injured, but sadoer was definitely the most seriously injured. Other soldiers were treated by the sun sacrifice, which was basically OK. Only sadoer was torn in half, which was difficult to recover.


    Entering the tent, Harold found that sado was still in a coma, but her face looked much better. It looked normal if she ignored that she had lost one-third of her weight.


    But when Harold turned to the other side, he was suddenly speechless. He was stunned by his knowledge. The other lower part of sadoer''s body proliferated and developed. Instead of being rotten and purulent, it exuded the same active vitality as a newborn baby.


    "What''s the matter? What potion or magic did you use? Does her wing want to become essence?" Harold asked bias. Now sado is very useful. If it can be cured, try not to break it. Strange experiments can be done on others.


    "I didn''t do anything. Her body is growing by itself. Even if the two halves of the body are forced together, they won''t be spliced by themselves. On the contrary, sadoer''s body will deliver nutrition to the broken body."


    Bias is also a little strange. She doesn''t have much knowledge. She sees this situation for the first time. She doesn''t dare to start rashly. She can only continue to release healing magic and provide potions to supplement life energy, waiting for various possible results.


    Harold stared thoughtfully at sado. He could vaguely feel that the two trunks seemed to be different life bodies, just as the broken branches took root and sprouted themselves into the soil.


    Harold couldn''t help thinking of the ability of "separation" in the system bar of sadoer. He thought it was similar to the skills of "mirror image" and "phantom" in previous games. Now it seems that it is much harder than he thought.


    Sadoer''s current state is similar to that of abiz. When she is dying, she has stimulated her physical potential. The strong lineage inherited from the winged queen is awakening. As long as sadoer survives this crisis, she can evolve into a high-level winged man!


    "Haven''t you heard anything from Alan? Several people died in the war yesterday. Everyone is a little uneasy. They were worried about the blockade of the spirit forest before, and now so many things have happened..."


    Elves still live too much at ease. No wonder the Archmage wants these new generations to come out and see it.


    Compared with people who have broken their homes and fled, their wives and children have been separated, and the situation of elves is simply not too good. They just complain about such a small setback. I''m really sorry for the title of the first race in the mainland.


    "His puppet''s separation is one-off, and there is no news back now, but don''t worry, Kryon''s Knight''s extraordinary ability is still there, which means he must be fine. Besides, there are four legendary strong men together, there can be no problem!"


    In fact, Harold was worried, but he comforted bias. Anyway, they have to go east anyway.


    After leaving sadoer, Harold looked at the wounded soldiers again. The problem was not too big. A small number of those who couldn''t get off the ground could also be pulled away from the truck. He couldn''t care about the civilians. At this time, the sun also rose completely. It''s time to start!


    "Lucius, you take several teams of people to the front to investigate and report any trends!" Harold was not very good at managing large troops, which he knew in his last life. At that time, Marcus asked him to take more than 1000 people. He was a little hard, and now he can only catch up with ducks and try on the shelf.


    Anyway, civilians and soldiers had no choice but to follow orders and move eastward. Harold didn''t have to worry too much. Soon he called Rand: "Rand, it''s time for you to learn the management skills necessary for a high position!"


    "The whole army has not only trained soldiers, but also civilians who have left their hometown and suffered a lot. You should coordinate all kinds of affairs, manage all kinds of materials and solve all kinds of contradictions, which is the only way to become a qualified aristocrat!"


    With that, Harold patted Rand on the shoulder and asked him to cheer. Although he was not a qualified aristocrat in his words just now, Harold was so thick skinned that he didn''t feel any irrationality.


    "I have to go to the sun sacrifice. I don''t know if I can use divine magic. I must further improve my strength!"


    Harold didn''t leave the mess to RAND to be lazy. Rand was better at management than him, and what he needed most was to improve his strength.


    "Sacrificial Lord, help me test whether I have the talent to release divine skill!"


    Sun sacrifice treated the wounded yesterday and discussed the plan with CROM. It was true that he was a little tired, but Harold was in high spirits and he couldn''t refuse.


    "Listen, although theoretically anyone who receives the gift of the sun has the opportunity to become a divine envoy and use the divine power of the sun, there are only a few lucky people who can truly become a solar sacrifice!"


    "There are always some ignorant nobles who catch someone who has received the gift of the sun and send him to test. In fact, people who can use the power of the sun will have an instinctive intuition!"


    The words of the sun sacrifice reminded Harold of his previous life. After he cut down the ogre, he was really tested by an ignorant nobleman.