After Elena dressed his wounds, Alaric stepped out of the carriage to check his subordinates.
"How is everyone?" He asked while looking at Bernard.
"Everyone is fine, my lord. Some of our soldiers are injured, but their injuries aren't fatal. They only need a few days of rest to recover." Bernard replied while staring at him with unmasked admiration.
Despite being the heir of a noble household, Alaric didn't hesitate to place himself in the most dangerous position. Other heirs would have chosen to prioritize their safety if they were in that situation.
"Provide first aid to the injured and monitor their condition from time to time. Also, build a wagon big enough to fit all of them. You can use the spare tires of the carriage for the wagon." Alaric instructed.
"Yes, my lord." Bernard acknowledged his command with a nod of his head.
"You may go."
