To everyone's delight, the volcano did not erupt.
A villager stayed where he was, watching quietly as large raindrops fell over the town of Sancher.
"The volcano... did not erupt..."
"Great! No eruption!"
A shout of joy erupted from somewhere in the crowd, which immediately ignited the joyful mood of the villagers.
"Great! No more disaster!"
"Oh God! Oh God! God bless you!"
"No, no, no! It was the mage from the royal capital who saved us!"
This rain is like a miracle, erasing all crises.
The mages and knights who returned to Sancher Town one after another relaxed their frowns, but their moods did not relax at the same time. Instead, they felt extremely heavy.
Everyone was silent, like a walking puppet.
The town residents who didn't know the truth walked out of the safe zone and returned to their town, thanking the heroes who 'saved' them.
However, no mage could proudly say "you're welcome" when facing them.
They failed to save these innocent residents, and even they themselves almost perished on the volcano.
Yes, just a little bit.
The magic formation was not released in the end.
If at that time, the volcano completely erupts.
All the mages sent by the royal capital will die under that world-destroying lava.
Under the heavy rain, residents returned to their houses one after another.
The army began to send the mages back to the royal capital one after another. Duke Levi stood under the heavy rain and let the storm hit his face.
Until the last group of mages left, Earl Baker looked at Duke Levi from a distance and shook his head.
"Goodbye, Duke."
He almost forced himself to say this last sentence, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone, and his hand on the crutches was a little unsteady.
"Duke Levi, I understand your beloved daughter's heartfelt wishes."
"But before doing anything rashly, please consider your position."
"After returning to the royal capital this time, you may be impeached by many ministers, so please take care of yourself."
After that, the noble mage got into the carriage and left under the escort of the army.
From the beginning to the end, Duke Levi never raised his head to respond.
The surrounding knights were worried that Duke Levi would fall ill under the heavy rain. After all, the mage's body was not as strong as their knights.
So he greeted him:
"Your Majesty Duke, please get on the carriage and wait. Knight Commander Gwen is looking for your daughter."
Duke Levi did not respond to him. He stood in the wind and rain and did not respond for a long time.
His eyes were dull and vacant.
A silver-white figure suddenly appeared under the wind and rain in the night sky, like a sudden dawn in the dark night.
She held the blonde girl in her arms.
Duke Levi saw it, and for a moment, the light of hope appeared in his eyes again.
Gwen brought Erica to Duke Levi and handed her over to him.
"Fortunately, my lord Duke."
Duke Levi took Erica in his trembling hands and held her in his arms, his eyes full of shock and regret.
"Erica, Erica..."
It seemed that a slight call woke Erica up. She slowly raised her eyelids and saw the father she was most familiar with, and managed a smile.
"Dad, I'm back."
At this moment, this man who held a high position in the Kalencia Empire shed tears.
He once stood up to heaven and earth, but failed to protect his daughter.
He was so ashamed.
Duke Levi hugged his daughter tightly, but what he got was a low cry of pain from his daughter.
Only then did he notice that Erica had many burns on her body. In a panic, he tried to use magic to treat his daughter, but with little success.
Not all mages can be as perverted as Victor, who has learned hundreds of magic and can still use it extremely skillfully.
Duke Levi's healing magic could only heal some minor wounds, but it was extremely powerless in the face of his daughter's severe burns.
He looked around anxiously, trying to find a mage who was proficient in healing, but apart from the knights standing on standby, there were no other mages around.
Seeing Duke Levi's anxious look, Gwen hesitated and took out a bottle of scarlet potion.
The bottle of potion looks like blood, red with black inside, exuding a faint luster.
This was a healing potion given to her by Victor, but she never used it once.
Don't know how effective it will be.
But if Erica is not treated in time, her injuries may have permanent sequelae.
I can only take a gamble.
She gritted her teeth. At this moment, Gwen believed that Victor would not lie to her.
"Your Majesty, why don't you try this?"
"If something goes wrong, I will be responsible for all the consequences."
Gwen handed over the potion, and Levi took it anxiously. When he saw the color of the potion, he was suddenly stunned.
Is this potion, which is the same color as blood, really drinkable?
But there is no other way now, Erica's injury cannot be delayed.
He opened the cork, gently handed it to Erica's mouth, and asked casually:
"Where did your potion... come from?"
"It was...given to me by my fiancé."
The potion poured down Erica's mouth, and Duke Levi's hand trembled slightly.
Gwen Dollin's fiancé?
"Victor Cravener?"
"yes."
Gwen lowered her head in embarrassment. She knew there was some friction between the Duke and Victor, but now was not the time to care so much.
Just then, a miracle happened.
After drinking the potion, Erica seemed to be blessed by the goddess of healing.
The burns on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was as if new flesh had grown, and the skin was still the same as before.
The Duke was completely stunned.
First the blue magic potion, now the scarlet recovery potion...
What's going on with this terrifying effect?
Gwen's eyes widened as well, watching this scene in surprise.
She had never used that bottle of potion, and she had never imagined that the effect would be so amazing.
With such a terrifying recovery effect, even if you lose half your life, you can still be resurrected, right?
However, Erica did not open her eyes as she recovered from her injuries.
Her energy was so poor that it was already a miracle that she could wake up in the Duke's arms even once.
The moment the pain disappeared, she was finally able to fall asleep peacefully.
Duke Levi personally sent Erica to the carriage to rest. After coming out, he bowed deeply to Gwen.
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Knight Commander Gwen."
"Please allow me to thank you properly after I return to the royal capital, including your fiancé."
Hearing the Duke's words, Gwen was a little flattered.
She watched Duke Levi, who had regained his emotions, get into the carriage. The carriage drove slowly and slowly left with the surrounding troops.
Gwen took a deep breath, turned her head, and glanced at the unclaimed white horse in the stable.
It was still grazing quietly at the inn, not even realizing that Victor who rode it over had disappeared.
'Victor, where have you been? '
The heavy rain didn't stop for a long time. She put on her helmet to protect herself from the wind and rain, and got on her horse.
Before leaving, she took one last look at the lone white horse.
'If you still have a conscience and remember me, then come back to me on that horse. '
'It can't die, at least not until it sees me again. '
She turned her horse's head, led the knights behind her, and left.
After a burst of armor clashing and the noise of horse hooves trampling through the mud, the town of Sancher returned to peace.
.......
After a heavy rain, the light broke through the haze, and the sky was clear.
Within a few days, the residents of Sancher returned to their normal lives.
It seemed that everyone had forgotten the terrible days of the past few days.
However, it was not peaceful at the door of the inn.
"Hey, that white horse is so beautiful. How about giving it to me, uncle?"
A fat and strong man gathered in front of the inn, glaring fiercely and asking the inn manager.
They had taken a liking to the white horse a few days ago. It had been a few days and no one had come to claim it, so they thought the horse had no owner.
But the administrator was very stubborn and did not agree to their rude and rude request at all:
"A knight paid a high price and asked us to take good care of this horse."
The big man laughed heartily: "The people from Wangdu have been gone for four or five days, and this horse was abandoned."
"That's right! Our boss must have seen it right!"
Several younger brothers around him echoed.
"If your offer is higher than hers, I will agree."
The caretaker made a suggestion, looking with disdain at the few reckless men who had stirred up trouble.
The big men looked at each other and asked, "How much did I pay you?"
"this number."
The administrator stretched out his hand and shook it in front of them.
"Fifty? Hahahahaha! I'll pay you a hundred!"
The administrator shook his head. The big man hesitated and continued to ask:
"five hundred?"
The administrator said nothing and continued to stare at them.
"It's five thousand."
When he said this number, the big men became furious.
"Fuck you! Just sell us a fucking horse for 5,000 Geo?"
"Are you taking the opportunity to blackmail us?"
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit him. The administrator covered his eyes with his hands and shrank back.
The fist did not hit him, but he heard a scream.
He removed his hand, his eyes widening in disbelief.
I saw a giant hand wrapped in lava lifting the leader.
The big man suddenly jumped into the air with a confused look on his face.
He didn't even know what was happening.
The younger brothers were terrified. They looked along the giant hand and saw a man in a windbreaker at the end.
There was also a strange one-eyed crow standing on his shoulder, chirping.
Behind him, an arm that seemed to be made of lava stretched out.
There are some red lines painted on the black windbreaker, as if lava is constantly flowing in it.
"That's my horse, do you have any objections?"
