Carry a Ride-and-slash System with You

One of Ladd's hands has been cut off by Geralt, and there is not much power left. It is of no use except to be placed in the Baron of Hain Reed. Besides, without the blessing of force, Hain Reed Whether the Baron will value Rad is also a question. Since his attitude is so tough, Geralt is also satisfied with him.

He wiped the blood stains off the Miao Dao on Rad's clothes and put it back into the sheath. Geralt called a soldier on duty in the dungeon and ordered: "Put this body next to the cage called Adam, and I want to take a look. Are your uncles and nephews hard bones?"

"As per your order, my lord."

The warrior dragged Rad's body away, and Geralt also left the dungeon. First, let the man named Adam sleep with his knight uncle for a night, and come back tomorrow.

Coming out of the dungeon, Geralt took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Go and see Rigas."

Geralt murmured, it's been a long time since the end of the war, but after returning to the territory, Geralt was busy thinking about countermeasures, so he never looked at the Nord royal guard Rigas who had been following him.

Now that he was almost busy, Geralt set off.

Walking on the streets of the territory's stronghold, the commoners who gradually recovered from their stunned state, today, under Harry's arrangement, they don't have to work, and the commoners gather in twos and threes to chat and laugh. Geralt watched all this. He nodded contentedly.

Arriving at Regas' hut, Geralt reached out and pushed open the door. The house was quite lively. Brian and Conn were both there. Marr was busy at the command of Regas. Brian and Conn were busy. Just sitting in a chair chatting, smiling at the team of teachers and apprentices.

"Yo, they're all here."

Geralt came in and said hello.

Hearing Geralt's voice, the three of Conn quickly stood up and saluted.

Rigas was also struggling to get up on the bed.

Geralt hurriedly waved his hand: "You don't come here. How long have you been with me? You still don't know my temper?"

He stepped forward, put one hand on Rigas, and angrily said, "Let me lie down!"

"The injury on your body is healed? After all this tossing, do you still want to kill someone?

"Hey, my lord."

Rigas smiled naively, raised a hand with difficulty and wanted to scratch his head. Just when his trembling hand was about to touch his head, a hand reached out and grabbed Regas' trembling hand and stuffed it back. Putting in the quilt, he said with concern.

"Yeah, Master, the lord is right, hurry up to heal your wounds, and then take me to kill people, don't catch a cold, Master."

Having said that, Marr also thoughtfully tucked Regas' quilt into place.

"I...you...the villain..."

Regas was slurred by Marr's angry words, with a slur in his mouth, but he couldn't make it clear. Marr, who was beside him, was so frightened by Regas's performance that he thought that he had seriously injured his master again. Now, his eyes for help turned to the three of Geralt.

"Uh... he might be thirsty."

The three of Geralt said embarrassingly when they saw that they were a little hairy.

"Oh oh oh."

Marr reacted, went to the kettle to pour water, found that the water in the kettle was cold, and shouted to Rigas on the bed, "Master, wait for me, I'll get you hot water."

He hurriedly pushed open the door and ran out.

Leaving the three standing in the room looking at each other and smiling heartily.

Pulling over a chair, Geralt sat beside Rigas' bed, tidied up the quilt for him, and said jokingly.

"I'm looking for a good apprentice for you."

"It's more than good, it's really good."

Before Rigas spoke, Brian next to him spoke directly.

"Your lord will give me one at any time."

The normally taciturn Nord Royal Guard has been by his side since Regas was injured. Afraid that Regas would not be able to be idle, he had nothing to talk about. This time, his mouth was bald. As soon as Geralt finished asking, he picked it up directly. The relationship between the two was indeed enviable.

"Uh... Your lord, please forgive me." Brian also reacted, smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, dandruff fell like snow, and Conn moved his position in disgust.

"Hahaha, it's okay."

Geralt laughed heartily. It's been a long time since he heard such a sentence, and he felt a little nostalgic for a while.

Continuing to look at Rigas, he asked, "How do you feel about your body?"

"Master, it's already much better. When I was injured, I always felt that something was running around in my body, but after Marr helped me to recuperate, I felt much better."

Rigas, who was lying on the bed, replied.

"Well, that's fine."

Geralt took a closer look at the wound on Rigas' shoulder, and found that it was just like what Rigas meant, so he removed the herbs that Harry ordered the healer to put on, and took out his carefully configured items from the inventory. herbal compresses.

Medicine, now Geralt can loudly say that he is not weak, the system immediately rewarded a green book that he has read in his spare time, and after a long time of research and thinking, now Geralt can proudly say He has already fully comprehended the knowledge recorded in the Qingshu.

In addition, the colds and colds in winter are all medicines that Geralt helped to dispense to the civilian soldiers. Now he is more than a grade higher than the medical craftsmen in the territory.

Moreover, being familiar with Qingshu also gave Geralt a surprise, and added a little healing. Just one Qingshu gave Geralt a two-point improvement in skill points.

As soon as the herbs were applied to Rigas' wound, Rigas took a deep breath.

"It hurts."

Geralt wrapped the wound with a bandage. There were indeed several potent medicines in the herbal medicine, which stimulated the wound to heal and caused pain at the same time.

"It won't hurt in a while, bear with it."

After taking the medicine and seeing Rigas, Geralt was about to leave.

He turned around and said to Conn, who had been standing beside him, "Tomorrow you have a task, so rest early today."

Conn nodded: "I understand, sir."

"Rigas will be handed over to you and Mal."

Geralt spoke to Brian again, and Brian nodded to show he knew.

After the arrangements were made, Geralt left Rigas' cabin.

Walking all the way back to the council hall, in response to the respectful greetings of the civilian soldiers passing by, Geralt went straight to Harry's office.

Standing at the door and closing the door, Geralt didn't sit still and directly ordered Harry, who was still grading the official documents.

"Tomorrow, you will set up a caravan and take the eighteen new riders to Hein Li De's territory for accountability."

"I will let Conn lead a hundred soldiers with him. Remember, you must ask for compensation, and blame all the fault on Baron Hain Reed. It is best to get a few months of development time. If it does not go well, the ten Eight riders inserted into Baron Heinreed's territory."

"He lacks elite troops now, so he will stay, find a safe location, send someone to deliver a letter back, I will lead the remaining soldiers to reconcile with you, and directly loot Hein Li De's territory!"

"Understood! Your Excellency!"

"This trip will definitely live up to the entrustment of adults!"

"The flag of the white wolf will always fly on the grassland!"

Harry said decisively.