After saying that, he took out a box from his small magic box, opened it and presented it to Ryan.
Looking at the broken arm frozen in ice in the box, Ryan nodded.
"Very good, the severed arm is well preserved. It seems that you won't need to undergo amputation."
Because although the arm that grew from the severed limb is still a part of Yar's body, this part is newly grown and has not undergone a long period of fighting spirit tempering.
Therefore, it will become a weakness of Yar in the future.
But now Yar's original arm is still there, and it is still relatively well preserved, so Ryan only needs to use his life magic to reactivate its physical activity and then connect it to Yar.
In this way, although Yar's arm will feel a little uncomfortable in the near future, it will slowly recover over time.
Ryan reached out and took out the frozen broken arm from the box. As the magic power surged, the ice melted.
"Take off all your upper armor and clothes." Ryan said.
Yar did not dare to delay. He threw the box in his hand aside and quickly began to take off his armor and clothes.
In just a few breaths, Yar took off all his clothes, revealing his muscles that were as sculpted as a knife.
Ryan converted the magic power in his body into life magic power, which continuously flowed into the broken arm in his hand.
Then Ryan clenched his other hand, and a magic dagger appeared in Ryan's hand.
Ryan swung his dagger fiercely, cutting off the granulation tissue growing on Yar's broken arm. The severe pain made Yar groan, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on not making any big movements.
Ryan swung the dagger again, cutting open the flesh and blood on the broken arm in his hand, and bright red blood gushed out from the broken arm.
The next moment, Ryan immediately fitted his broken arm to Yar's broken arm. The green light in his hand suddenly lit up, and the endless life magic in his body poured into the cut of the broken arm.
"Yes." Ryan whispered.
As Ryan's voice fell, the sound of tendons and bones connecting was heard, and Yar's broken arm was attached to his body again.
Feeling his newly regained consciousness in his arm, Yar clenched his fist and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He immediately half-knelt in front of Ryan.
"Thank you, my lord. Yar will always be your most loyal knight. Wherever your sword points, I will charge forward."
"Get up. I hope I can see your heroic performance in the Land of Mists."
"Yes, my lord. Yar will definitely live up to your expectations."
Granville took a step forward in surprise and spoke.
"Master, you can actually use life magic!? That's amazing! From now on, knights won't have to worry about getting hurt anymore!"
Ryan's mouth twitched. Am I your wet nurse?
"Granville!" Ryan said in a louder tone.
Granville stood at attention: "I am here, young master."
"Now, run one hundred laps around the Knights' compound without using any fighting spirit. If you don't finish by tonight, you won't be allowed to see Lola for a month!"
Granville touched his head and asked, "Why, Master?"
"When you came to me just now, you took the first step with your left foot. I think you offended me. Run away!" Ryan said with a cold face.
"Oh, as you command, Master Ryan."
After Granville finished speaking, he began to seal his fighting spirit and ran towards the gate of the Knights' headquarters.
The knights smiled when they saw this. After spending so much time together, they naturally knew that Granville was not very good at dealing with people.
Now seeing Granville, who was so powerful and majestic on the battlefield, suffer a setback, he couldn't help but laugh secretly.
"What are you laughing at? Do you want to run away too?" Ryan narrowed his eyes and looked at the knights.
Upon seeing this, the knights quickly turned their gazes forward and hid the smiles in their eyes.
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