The bath water is very hot and very fragrant, not only the aroma of the fragrant potion, but also the body fragrance of the two girls.
Rogge soaked in and didn't want to come out. Orfina broke into the tent and pulled him out by his ears.
It's most comfortable to take a bath without anything on, and that's what Rogge was like, so he appeared naked in front of Ofina.
Rogge was a little embarrassed and stretched out his hand to cover his vitals.
Ofina's eyes glanced up and down, taking in Rogge completely, with a very satisfied look on her face.
"Hehe, brother, are you still shy? You have looked at others all over, and I will look at you all over. It's fair."
The tent door was pushed open, "Nana, I remembered something... something."
Thea looked at Roger, her beautiful eyes widened, as if she didn't believe that he would just stand in front of him.
"Oh, sister Thea, you also saw your brother's body, you two are even!"
Thea recovered from the shock, her eyes became disgusted, but she thought in her heart: The big pervert is quite ugly, but he has a very good figure.
Rogge thought that Thea would leave in shame and anger if she took one look at him, but it was obvious that the elf princess who was used to the big world seemed to have nails under her feet, and she became more and more calm.
Unable to stand the disgusted look in Thea's eyes, Roger hid behind the tub step by step, wrapping himself in a bath towel to hide his invincibility.
Ofina chuckled, and in front of Thea, she pulled Rogge towards another tent prepared for her.
"Elbow, come into the house with me!" When she passed by Thea, the girl deliberately raised her eyebrows at her.
After the two left, Thea secretly spat, feeling very shameless about the brother and sister's "excessive" behavior.
Thea sat down with her back against the big tub, recalling the rough and tumble with Ophina in the tub just now, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly. Strong wind
The two energies from the Holy Fruit and the Divine Illusion Fruit in her body began to explode, gradually boiling, nourishing the injured soul and weak body, while improving her magical abilities.
A blue-purple feathered snake came through the crack of the door like lightning, coiled up in Thea's arms, closed her eyes and practiced with her partner.
…
the next day.
Ofina woke up in Roger's arms, yawned lazily, and touched his well-developed and beautiful chest muscles.
Rogge held up her little face and asked, "Nana, how is your health?"
Ofina smiled sweetly and said: "It's much better. I can almost recover with Sister Thea, and then we will go to Cartagena and save the world!"
"Well, save the world!"
Before everyone can save the world, there is one more thing to do.
From the burning of the orc camp to the war in the underground world, a total of twenty-one people died.
Fortunately, Alvarez and the other five missing assassins recovered their team one after another.
The bodies of those who died could not be recovered, so everyone had to build a monument to them.
The materials for the monument are locally sourced, using large brown-red stones that are common in the Gobi.
Rogge cut the big stone into the shape of a four-sided cone with his own hands, and carved the names of the sacrificed people on it.
Roger remembered all their names and faces and will always remember them.
Thea stood quietly beside Rogge, remembering each name in her heart. They died trying to save her, so to speak, and she must remember them.
Everyone bowed deeply to the monument and said their final farewell to their partners, comrades-in-arms, and brothers.
"Brother Rogge, let's go." Roya Farah couldn't bear to see Rogge's serious and sad look, so she said softly.
"Um."
Time waits for no one, and everyone moves towards Cartagena, healing their wounds as they go.
…
Three days before Rogge escaped from the underground world, there were still fifteen days left before the Gate of the Holy Descendant was fully opened.
Philiya was at the head of Hofra Castle, watching helplessly as the last fortress outside the city wall was destroyed by several stone-horned beasts.
She didn't send troops, not because she didn't want to keep the fortress, but because an isolated fortress lost the meaning of a "group" and was of little use against the orc army.
What was left in the fortress was an elite group of Red Flame Knights. They fought with all their strength until the last moment, using themselves as bait to gain a chance for their eldest lady.
On the wall of Hofra Castle, the city pier where magicians gathered to release magic suddenly erupted with cyan and red magic lights. Strong winds and flames descended, hitting the three stone-horned beasts that had just destroyed the fortress.
The Stonehorn Beast's main attribute is earth, and it is afraid of fire. Powerful fire magic can also cause effective damage to it.
Of course, more violent thunder magic is also possible, but thunder and wind have a restrained relationship and cannot cooperate. It is more suitable to attack the stone horned beast with fire and wind.
The magic released by a group of hundreds of magicians is as powerful as the full blow of a great mage!
The three stone-horned beasts were enveloped in monstrous flames, and strong winds swept through them, further fueling the fire.
The three stone-horned beasts roared and roared in the flames, running wildly in three different directions, like three giant chariots that were on fire and colliding randomly.
The creatures outside the city wall are all enemies, and the out-of-control stone-horned beasts rush left and right, causing a large number of casualties.
Three different sword lights flashed, and the three stone-horned beasts stopped roaring. Their huge bodies lost their vitality and gradually stopped, turning into three huge candles.
A useless fortress was replaced with three giant beasts that were a great threat to the city wall, and there was no loss or even a small profit.
More importantly, the three different sword rays mean that there are three strong men here in Hofla Fort. They must be saint-level if they can kill the stone-horned beast with one sword.
There are at least three saint-level leaders. It seems that the Orc Alliance attaches great importance to the side of Fort Hofla.
The Orc Alliance has seven war gods, but it does not mean that there are only seven martial saints except Warchief Gruul.
The other martial saints are just not as powerful as the Seven Gods of War, but they are also solid saint-level combat powers.
On the side of Hofla Fort, it has been confirmed that the person with the holy level is a chief who is not among the seven gods of war. The other two exposed, Filia, did not come out.
Matilda did recognize one, "Blood Lion" Jay Bacchus.
His blood-red sword energy was so conspicuous that Matilda, who had fought with him, could see it at a glance.
"Trouble." Matilda said holding the Nightmare Gun, "Jebax is the third seat of the Seven Gods of War, and he is very powerful."
"Can you beat me?" Filia asked.
"Haha, I couldn't beat him before. But thanks to the fusion of magic and martial arts, I can definitely chop off his head now!"
"There's no need to behead him, you have to restrain him."
"You girl, what are your plans?" Matilda has seen how powerful this eldest lady of the Yanyang family is in the past few days.
The way she used her troops was simple, direct, and ridiculously efficient, like a perfectly functioning machine.
But in the current situation where every second counts, the best battle strategy is to gain the greatest advantage in the shortest time.
Therefore, among the three main castles on the northwest defense line of the empire, Fort Hofra, which was considered to be the first to be breached, was actually the last to have all the outer fortresses breached.
With this achievement alone, Filia gained the recognition and respect of most of the nobles gathered in Hofla Castle.
Philia always puts her knights in the most dangerous position during battles, so the nobles have nothing to say and completely obey her arrangements.
Filia is now a mature general, and her abilities are obvious to all. There are probably only three grand dukes in the empire who are stronger than her.
None of this is important. There are only two things that Filia cares about. One is, is Rogge okay? The second is how to fight this battle.
In response to Matilda's inquiry, Filia said calmly: "I want to kill those two saint-level powerful men."
Matilda: "..."
It's so cruel, the saint-level kills whenever he says.
"...How to kill? The Saint level is very strong, but given the current scale of the war, it will have little impact on the battle situation. Don't be confused about priorities."
As long as a saint-level powerhouse hides in the battle formation, it is quite difficult to kill him, so he must be separated from the battle formation first.
"I know, I will prepare a high-quality coffin for them."
"...Tell me about it."
"I plan to open the city gate."
"...Filia, do you know that we are defending the city?"
"Of course, so we need to build another urn city behind the city gate, and the open space in the middle should be regarded as their cemetery."
Matilda raised her head and said, "It's up to you. Who asked me to hand over the command to you?"
"This is the simplest and most effective way. We don't have much time."
"Yes, the time has come for me to die. Filia, if I die, burn my body to ashes and let Rogge carry it with me every day."
"It's really troublesome, you'd better not die."
"Who knows. Let's not talk about this, even if the city gate is opened, how will the opponent's holy level take the bait?"
"Give him a bargain that he can't refuse."
"What is it?"
"my life."
"...Okay, but I have to plan well, otherwise I won't be able to face Rogge and Brandon."
"They won't blame you." Filia opened the troop distribution map and adjusted the deployment carefully, "If you don't talk about this, I plan to..."
The two communicated for a while, determined that the plan was feasible, and decided to implement it.
…
the next day.
The gate of Hofra Castle opened, revealing the urn city behind that had risen overnight.
The orc warriors who came to call for formation were all prepared to die, but they stared at the city gate with wide eyes, not knowing what to do.
After a while, a beautiful red figure appeared in the urn city, holding a sword in one hand and showing an extraordinary momentum, as if he was silently provoking the entire orc alliance.
The orc warriors were a little confused. They were about to launch a meat-grinding attack on the city wall, but they found that the gap they had dreamed of opened by itself.
Then come in.
Orcs don't have that much to worry about. If the door is open, just walk through it.
If someone blocks the door, it will be cut down.
The charge began, but the orc warriors discovered that they could not kill the woman guarding the city.
She is too cruel.
The flaming sword swept over again and again, and there were more and more orc corpses at the city gate, but Filia didn't feel much tired.
Her extraordinary King of Martial Arts was a dimension-reducing blow to ordinary warriors. If she wanted to rely on cramming, she would have to pay a huge price.
But the cannon fodder troops of the orcs and goblins had already been exhausted when they breached the outer fortress, and the rest had also dispersed.
Now those who died under Filia's sword were all the main force of the Orc Alliance.
Although they may still be cannon fodder in the eyes of Gruul and others, it is obvious that some people do not think so.
"Uh-huh!"
The light of the sword caught the light of the sword, and the first fish was hooked.
