Ander nodded slightly and stretched out his hand. The healing potion in Knight Wendy's hand flew out of his hand and fell into Ander's palm.

Tidal Secret Sword - Vortex.

The therapeutic potion is applied externally and internally, and the effect is not comparable to any Earth trauma drug.

In just a moment, Emilya's injuries were under control and even the wound began to heal.

Seeing that the wounds on Emilya's shoulders gradually closed, Ander felt relieved.

"Does it still hurt?" Ander asked gently patted Amilia's back.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make more intimate moves to comfort Amilia, but now the entire upper half of the carriage is gone and turned into a convertible carriage. There are dozens of people watching by the carriage. Ander himself is thick-skinned, but he has to consider Amilia’s feelings.

"This little injury is not a problem." Amilia shook her head. She was not a little injured. She was fussy when she was bleeding. She was more painful than this when she was performing basic training for the Berserker.

As he said that, Amilia tried her best to pull the clothes on her shoulders calmly.

She didn't care about exposing a shoulder, but she had a hole in her shoulder with a pretty lady dress, which was always a bit ugly. Amilia might not mind others seeing it, but in front of Ender, she still hoped to maintain a relatively perfect image as much as possible.

Someone next to him handed a white shawl in time.

"Thank you." Amilia took it.

Sir Rodney's servant Roth was standing on the side with several other servants respectfully, holding not only a shawl, but also a bandage and some medicine.

Since Roth, the attendant, discovered that Emilia was injured and she could not help, she rushed back to the White Snow Hotel to find everything that might be helpful.

He can become Sir Rodney's attendant, and he still has this kind of eye value.

Ander also nodded slightly to Rott, expressing satisfaction with his service.

But the focus is not here now.

To be honest, Ender showed nothing on the surface, but in his heart, anger surged like magma.

He didn't care about the assassin at all, and assassinating Knight Guerrill had nothing to do with him? Even assassinating Sir Rodney in front of him was just a bit of face, and he wasn't coming to him.

If such a small holiday is easy, he will report it. If he is asked to search for assassins in the wasteland for this purpose, he will not be interested.

But this time it's different.

From the earth to this world, a single dog who has been SOLO for almost 30 years is easy to have a satisfactory girlfriend?

Although influenced by the backward customs of this world, Ender did not hold his girlfriend in his mouth for fear of melting, and held it in his hand for fear of falling, but how could he say that he didn't care about Amilia?

After being careful for five or six years, I finally felt that I had developed almost the same size and was a figure. As a result, I taught myself how to be a human being, and my wife was shot in front of me!

If Emilya hadn't just been a mutant berserker who had just joined the qi and blood dynasty, her body would have shaped the qi and blood circulation in her body according to the tide fluctuations, even Ende might not have been able to help her force out the toxins in her body - this toxin is extraordinary. After contacting the blood, it would have grown rapidly like a living creature, and it would have been like this if it was blood-sealed!

In other words, Emilya is a Berserker profession. She has energy characteristics in her blood and her resistance is far superior to ordinary people. Ender has taken action early, so she can force out the poisonous blood before the toxin spreads.

If Emilya had not advanced to the Berserker in time, even with the power of Ende, she might not have been able to save Emilya.

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"Thank you for your help, I will repay your healing potion. This knight, what is your name?" Ender kept a smile on his face, but behind this smile there was a chilling smell.

"I am named Wendy All, and I am temporarily responsible for inspecting the security of this area. I am very sorry for the assassination you just had. Now the soldiers have begun to search for nearby areas and hope to find the assassin. Please don't be impulsive."

Wendy's wording was very, very tactful. As for the topic of whether he should be compensated when the car crashed, he didn't mention it.

The young man has an impulsive personality. This sentence has always been said to Wendy by others, because he became a knight at a young age and always wanted to solve problems with his fists and swords.

But now, Wendy, who has always been impulsive, is even more worried that the boy in front of him will become impulsive.

"I wonder, when will you find these assassins?"

"This adult—" Wendy Orr was a little embarrassed.

"My name is Sir Ander Tills, and I dare not be called an adult in front of a knight."

"Sir Ander, please calm down. I promise that we will use our best efforts to capture this bold assassin and assassinate the door of the White Snow Hotel is a malicious provocation to our Ottole family! The Ottole family will never let him go."

Wendy promised confidently.

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Wendy Aur is a side branch of the Ottoll family. Unlike ordinary nobles, the warlock nobles have much higher acceptance of side branch.

Generally, aristocrats have many descendants, in order to ensure the integrity of their territory, in addition to their direct bloodlines, other descendants will be deprived of their noble surnames to avoid posing a threat to their direct heirs.

The so-called heirs are all direct bloodlines within two generations to participate in the ranking.

The warlocks and nobles generally do not value the direct line or the direct line. As long as the family members who can awaken the warlock's bloodline can be absorbed and included in the direct line, no matter how remote they are.

Wendy Orr did not awaken the bloodline of the Ice Banshee, nor was he absorbed into the direct line. However, since he became a knight, he could inherit the third-level side branch surname - Orr. In the Ottoll family, he is also a reserve stallion that has received considerable attention.

(In order to keep blood pure, warlocks often have to get married in close relatives. Relatives like Wendy who have been separated for several generations have become pure.)

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Ander ignored the promise of Wendy's Knight, turned around and said to Emilya gently: "Emilya, you go back to the white wind and snow to hide first, I'll see if there is any clue."

The safety of the White Snow Inn should be guaranteed. It is shrouded in the branches of the Mage Tower Force Field, and is definitely not a place where ordinary people can scatter wildness.

"End, let's forget it. The assassin was not for us." Amilia pulled Ender's sleeve and shook her head gently.

Emilia is not a fool. The carriage they were riding in was not their own travel carriage. In other words, the possibility of the assassin coming for Sir Rodney was far greater than the goal of the two of them.

Moreover, when Ander made a sudden move just now, the aftermath of power alone shattered the carriage made by black ironwood. You know, the nobles chose black ironwood to build carriages not to show off their wealth, but to safety.

The hardness of black iron wood is almost as strong as steel.

But in such a car, with Ende's terrible punch, the arrow could penetrate and hurt her shoulders - yes, there were many accidental factors in this, and Ende did not expect that this was the mother-child arrow, but even so, this archer could be called extremely terrible.

Faced with such an opponent, even Ende may not be able to ensure his own safety when the enemy is dark and we are bright.

So Amilia would rather let Wendy Knights and the others search for the assassin than Ender take the risk - the girl in love always hopes that her warrior can stand up for him in danger, but she does not want him to be truly in danger.

"Be good, don't worry, I'll go." Ander gently patted Amilia's hand holding his sleeve.

"Then I'll go with you, I'm also a Berserker--"

Wendy's chin next to her was so hung up - such a delicate noble girl was actually a berserker who was crazy when she met and became stronger and stronger when she fought?

What kind of weird family is this that will cultivate their own ladies in the direction of Berserkers?

"Don't worry, if there is really a problem, I promise not to force it - I'm alone and run faster, right?" Ander assured Emilya.

"Then you must be careful--" Amilia let go of her hands aggrievedly, her little face wrinkled like an angry cat.

"Don't worry!" Ander said with a smile.

"Sir Ander!" Wendy hurriedly tried to stop.

Ender had stepped out of the broken carriage and stepped down in the air without support.

At the same time, he grabbed his right hand with a clear grasp, and a complete green arrow on the ground flew out of thin air and fell into his hands.

In the air, there seemed to be an invisible step under Ander's feet, which made him rise again and cross the surrounding soldiers. He walked in the air for three steps, crossing the road where six carriages could be parallel, and stepped on the upright wall of the opposite building.

The secret sword of the tide - step on the wave!

At Ende's step, the air also has substantial significance and can be used to briefly walk through special skills.

"Andor, alas-" Knight Wendy reached out and grabbed a handful of air in vain.

"Sir, do we want it?" a soldier in cloth armor leaned over and raised the scroll in his hand and whispered.

"Forget it, Lord Ander is now angry. Let's not add fuel to the fire." Knight Wendy waved his hand.

As a knight who maintains public order in Gra City and a side branch of the Ottoll family, it is normal for him to have low-level spellcasters around him to configure. After all, this is a city where even road maintenance can be managed by low-level spellcasters.

Although these low-level spell casters cannot cast any powerful spells, low-level spells like marking can still achieve instant effects through some casting props.

Don’t underestimate these low-level spells. These spells have their own uses. Once the marking technique marks a certain target, the Frost Mage Tower can ensure that the opponent has nowhere to hide in the entire Grae City.

"You immediately send someone to inform Uncle Glad Otto, saying that a high-level professional on White Wind Snow was assassinated and was searching for the assassin in anger, so don't make a misunderstanding."

Glad Otto is the mage responsible for monitoring city safety, and is regarded as the second-level side branch of the Ottoll family.

(In terms of spell casting ability, mages are actually stronger than sorcerers, but sorcerers can ensure bloodline inheritance, which is something that mages cannot compare, so even mages can only be placed in the second level side branch.)

After just a few short conversations between the two, Ande, who was across the road, had already walked up the wall straight along the wall, climbed to the roof and disappeared.

"Everyone is watching what they do, and they all disperse and maintain order!" Knight Wendy came to his senses and scolded his soldiers.

In this world, the individual force is far superior to the earth, but it is still rare to be able to walk in the air. Not to mention the melon-eating crowds around, even the soldiers under Wendy were stunned.

Wendy turned around and said politely: "This - Ms. Amilia, please go back to the White Snow Hotel first? Maybe the assassin has not gone far."

No jazz was seen in his eyes, let alone the jazz lover. However, if this jazz was still a high-level professional, it would be a different matter.

If something happens to this lady, an angry high-level professional is not easy to mess with.

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Ander's true strength has not yet reached the level of a high-level profession, but his strength is extremely pure, and his ability to control in a small way is no worse than that of a real high-level profession in performance.

The airflow under his feet flows rapidly, forming a vortex that sucks the wall so that he can walk on the wall like a gecko.

The roof is not a smooth road, but a slope with a huge slope. Only on the ridge can there be a narrow space where you can stabilize your foothold.

But this means nothing to Andequan.

As long as there is a place where there is a leverage - even no relay, Ender can borrow power in the air.

A figure flew over the roof like smoke. The tilted roof tiles mean nothing to him and left as soon as they touched their feet.

The distance between the two buildings is more than twenty meters, and the heights are several meters apart. The figure rushed out without hesitation, spreading his arms in the air, and the whole person was like a giant bird gliding in the air, drawing a flowing and graceful arc and rising step by step. Then he closed his arms and fell leisurely to the roof of the house.

This is a high-end residence near the core area. Although most people cannot see Ende running on the roof, it can still be seen for nobles who have balconies or platforms on the roof and are idle.

On a nearby balcony, several girls were drinking tea and just saw Ander jumping out of the air.

"Is that a person? Is he a spellcaster? What kind of spell is this? It looks so elegant and graceful, Otiret?" a red-haired girl asked a silver-white-haired girl.

It is not uncommon for spell casters in Gra City. After all, there is the existence of the Frost Mage Tower here, and you can cultivate your own spell casters.

The silver-white-haired girl pointed her chin with a finger and thought for a while: "I don't know it. It's neither like a floating technique, nor a flying technique, nor like a jump technique. I don't know what kind of spell this is."
Chapter completed!