Chapter 336 The Rabbit Tooth Witch's Nagging

"Raise your hands!" Hearing the voice from the other side, Linde raised his hands obediently.

"The other one!" The Rabbit-Tooth Witch hadn't had such a stern face for a long time. She deliberately stretched out her intimidating look to make the chubby feeling on her cheeks disappear.

Lind raised his other hand as well.

His muscles slowly tightened as he exerted force.

Energy exists in the body in another form, and the body begins to tend towards "perfection". Specifically, it does not need to store energy through too much fat, and the external manifestation is low body fat.

A strong warrior must be broad-shouldered and fat-stored, with sufficient energy supply to enable him to adapt to long-term combat and even expeditions.

On the contrary, for a muscular man with clear-cut features, the clearer and more obvious his muscle scales are, the weaker he is.

No one except Lind could do this because they did not have absolute control.

He looked like a powerful killing machine, and countless lives had been lost in his hands.

Miss Miko's eyes were always on the gray scales on her arm: "I'll make you some resistance potion, but it's definitely not going to heal in a short time."

If it were someone else, the dragon curse would have turned into something else by now. The fact that Lind has survived intact until now is directly related to his own unique physique.

The curse on the body can increase Lind's physical strength. The more he is cursed, the stronger he seems to become. However, there is always a possibility that the curse will get out of control, so safety comes first.

Lind just nodded in response to her instructions and lessons.

Although it may seem exaggerated to others that the rabbit shows its teeth to the lion, it has become a tacit understanding between them.

"In addition to wearing protective gear to isolate yourself from contact, you should also add some magical protection." Mickey pulled the sleeve of his clothes and took a look. Pale white spots, similar to the shape of scales, had appeared on the sleeve where it had rubbed against the gray scales. In the long run, this piece of clothing would definitely be cursed.

Even if Lind's body can resist the curse, others will be affected.

The stubborn dragon curse carries the ambition of Dragon King Kurt and will not let anyone go.

"Okay." Lind nodded again.

It was the first time that Miss Rabbit Teeth saw Lind suffer an incurable injury. Before this, whether his internal organs were pierced or he was deafened, he only needed to drink a bottle of potion at most.

Sometimes even if his arm or leg was broken, he would just bend it hard to get everything back to the correct position, and the injury would heal quickly.

"besides……"

She kept reminding.

Linde nodded every time he heard the instructions.

The sunlight came into the room through the window, coating the two of them with a layer of gold.

Perhaps only at this moment could Lind feel that the war had truly come to an end, and his anxious heart could finally rest for a moment.

The feeling of being nagged isn't bad.

"By the way," Lind wrapped his arm with cloth, then wrapped the arm with gray scales with a piece of cloth armor, and then secured it with a buckle woven from the Soul-Loss Chain, and finally took out a piece of plate armor, "There is a student from the Tianxing Magic School in the territory. Maybe you can chat with her. I introduced you to her before, and she is very curious about you."

"Really?" Mi Ke stood up, "I heard you got a lot of books?"

She didn't seem willing to talk about this topic.

"That's right, but those books are not... I hope you can gain something from them."

A lot of knowledge is repetitive, and the beliefs that have quietly taken root in the Kingdom of Rand are also limited. If Lind wants to gain more knowledge, the best choice is to go to other countries.

Otherwise, the most he would gain would be some useless palace secret patterns, aristocratic bloodline genealogy, etc.

"How long can you rest?" Mi Ke asked.

"A long time, until the next war comes," said Lind. He had already fixed the plate armor on his arm. Even with the ability to do two things at once, it was still difficult to operate with one hand. Many great knights needed each other's assistance to put on a piece of armor. "Although we have returned to the royal city, our strength has suffered a huge loss in this war. Many people have no confidence in defeating a group of crazy monsters, but are eyeing us who have defeated the monsters." You can't beat the monsters, but you can beat the people who defeated the monsters.

Very strange logic.

"But this battle will be extremely complicated and it will be far from a simple matter of winning or losing."

Lind doesn't think there is any enemy in this country that is more powerful than Dragon King Kurt. Dragon King Kurt, who has completely embraced madness and potions, possesses absolutely invincible strength.

At the beginning, he used the [Banshee Horn] to make the opponent's body as fragile as paper, and his strength was weakened again and again, but Kurt was still able to easily use his tail to smash the ground and cause mountains to collapse.

From that moment on, Lind knew very well that if he didn't have so many things to help him, he might not die, but the only outcome would be escape.

He acknowledged the power of Dragon King Kurt, but he was also wary of the enemies that existed today.

The enemies are not strong, but they are not monsters who only know how to kill.

Sneak attacks, assassinations, inciting chaos and so on, the war will start from all aspects and it will be difficult to guard against.

"It is the Queen's job to unify the Kingdom of Rand. I have done my job, including my promise to the soldiers, so I can leave it to the Queen to worry about." Lind said.

He said he could always rest.

Mi Ke looked at him quietly: "Do you want to abandon the soldiers who followed you?"

“I fulfilled my promise to them.”

"I know you," Miko said. "Well enough to know you. Is this why you're so unhappy? Having to abandon your soldiers? That's not like you."

"is it?"

"Lind Alman." Miko looked at him quietly.

Lind turned his gaze to the other side, not looking at her face.

He was indeed very conflicted. If this was a game, he could abandon or directly "sell" his subordinates who could not keep up with the pace of the version, and then use the new funds to develop new forces.

But he knew very well that this was not a game. This world had never followed the logic of the game from the beginning. There was just an "official" who came out of nowhere and tried to transport the fourth disaster with his weak power, and then use the fragile "Novice Village" to guide this group of people to accomplish a certain goal.

Lind also had a dilemma. He had already determined that the soldiers he trained could not follow him further.

People are different, and even if magic potions exist, they have their limits.

The mind, ideas, spiritual will, etc. will all be affected. There is no one who can improve himself infinitely. Continuing to force the improvement will probably make most soldiers become like Lance, with strange parts growing on their bodies.

The Battle of the Golden Throne made Lind even more convinced of this. Forcing them to join the war would not bring glory, but would only increase deaths.

"The best destination for them is to follow Rania and protect this kingdom," said Lind.

If you stay in the country of novices, at least you won’t be killed like mowing the grass.

"When the war begins, soldiers need to fight alongside their generals," Miko said.

They did not discuss or explore this topic. No matter what Lind planned for the future, he had to first control and stabilize the dragon curse on his body, and then gradually arrange various affairs of the Rand Kingdom.

There was still enough time for him to think.

"By the way, I once saw someone selling magic potions produced in Star Dragon City."

Mi Ke casually mentioned what she had encountered by chance on the road. Although she did not go to the market full of people in black robes, she was so familiar with potions that she could tell what kind of power the colors of potions represented from a distance.

"where?"

"Black Hoof Village."

(End of this chapter)