Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 915: An Unexpected Path

The knight standing behind the bushes turned around and looked at the bronzed man lying on the ground.

Through the gap in the armor mask, Loran Hill's eyes swept over this extraordinary person.

Name: Gu Huasi

Condition: Severely injured (blood loss, missing parts)

Sequence: War Sequence 6: Bronze Taurus Gladiator (Rating: Rare Pearl Grade)

talent:

Naturally Strong [Rare]: Bones and flesh are exceptionally dense and resilient compared to ordinary humans, resulting in immense strength and a robust constitution. (This talent significantly increases the effectiveness of Dragon Sequence, while War Sequence, Primal Sequence, and Demon Sequence have moderate bonuses.)

ability:

[Bronze Body] (Perfect): This ability, granted by the Transcendent class, allows the skin to become as tough as metal, resisting most damage and even reducing damage from Transcendent weapons. (Talent +4, originally a rare-level ability.)

[Bull Strength] (Rare): Powerful strength, allowing you to wrestle with monsters. (Talent +3. Originally an exceptional ability.)

Skill:

[Great Axe Combat Skill Lv.6] (Excellent): Years of using axes have made you exceptionally adept and comfortable with them, gradually developing your own unique style. Unfortunately, some details are still a bit lacking. With guidance from a master in the field, you'll surely reach new heights. (Talent +3, from Lv.5 to Lv.6)

[Wilderness Survival Lv.2] [Fear-Breaking Roar Lv.3] [World of Warcraft Knowledge Lv.2]

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His strength is not bad. Among adventurers, he is considered top-notch. The girl thought to herself and finally spoke.

The sound was like the north wind blowing through layers of steel fences, with a slight tremor, low and distant.

"I saved you." Loran Hill looked at the man in front of him quietly inside the armor, using wind to pass through the mask, causing vibrations and simulating human voice.

"Who are you?" Guhuas leaned against the tree trunk, slowly raised his head, and looked at the armored knight in front of him with his back to the sky.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember that he knew such a powerful person, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"No matter who you are, Master Guhuasi, I will remember this favor. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me."

After saying this, the strong man held onto the tree trunk, barely stood up, and limped, preparing to leave.

"Let's wait a moment. It's not over yet. And you need to continue your treatment." The voice of the knight behind him sounded again, like a rusty wind, slightly hoarse.

"What's the matter?" Gu Huas turned around, looking puzzled.

Seeing him turn around, the knight took out his sword and made a simple stroke in the air. An oval round mirror emerged, reflecting the scene in the city.

In the city ruins where white smoke was curling up, some returning guards began to rummage around to prepare lunch for the cavalrymen.

These people settled down for a while, and soon the aroma of food began to spread throughout the city.

The cavalry captain sat in a warm tent that was temporarily built. There was a brazier inside and several cavalrymen were roasting meat. From time to time, the roasted parts were put into porcelain plates and given to the commander to enjoy.

Although the Empire had copied some of Cranzia's military systems and structures, its internal ideology remained entrenched in the past. The only difference was that the people being flattered and praised had changed from the nobles to high-ranking military officials.

Of course, they themselves would never admit this, because these actions seemed perfectly normal to them. It was perfectly normal for the strong to enjoy everything, wasn't it? Aren't they toiling away on the battlefield just to gain a superior status and enjoyment?

If these are stripped away, then what is the purpose of joining the army? To serve those noble lords whom you have never met? Of course it is not that simple.

"It's a bit salty." The cavalry captain sat by the fire and enjoyed it comfortably, then looked at the noble girl sitting still on the other side of the fire.

"Your name is Gweil, right?"

"Yes, sir." The daughter of Viscount Wenlani spoke in a cold voice. She lowered her head, placed her hands on her knees, and clasped them together to slightly conceal her figure.

"Oh, Gweil is a nice name." The cavalry captain looked at the girl. Although she tried her best to hide her features, he could still see a lot of details.

If this woman is properly trained, she might become a rare beauty in the southern region. Thinking of this, he felt a little itchy in his heart and felt that he could not let her go easily.

"Do you have any other family members? Now that the Wenlani family has suffered such a disaster, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive."

"I don't know." The girl still lowered her head.

Tapping his fingers lightly, the cavalry captain looked at Gweil and thought carefully.

"Is that so? If you encounter any difficult and inconvenient situation, or find it difficult to manage your family fiefdom, perhaps you can come to us directly. Our legion is stationed in the capital of Longjiao Province all year round..." He said this in a threatening and half-guiding way. In his eyes, this weak noble girl was like a sheep, a prey at his fingertips.

"Thank you for your concern, sir." The girl replied softly, but still did not look up.

Seeing that the cavalry captain was unhappy, a commotion was finally heard outside the tent.

"Who is it?" he asked casually, and then a cavalryman stood up and quickly walked out of the tent to check.

Soon, the tent was opened and the steward walked in with the cavalry.

"Hello, sir, are you satisfied with your lunch?" His eyes moved, and when he saw Gville in good condition in the tent, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he had no feelings for the viscount's daughter, but Gweil was now related to whether he could continue to maintain his life, so he couldn't help but care about her.

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