"A...Athir..."
Sitting quietly in front, looking weakly at Athir standing in the distance, Boria spoke with difficulty, looking a little strenuous.
He saw the light silver fighting spirit on Athir's body, and also felt the unique power of that fighting spirit. His eyes, which had been relatively calm originally, became a little complicated at this moment, and it was obvious that he had thought of a lot.
But at this point, none of that matters anymore.
Boria sat there quietly, letting out a slight sigh, looking very haggard and painful.
Looking at him like this, standing there, Atier felt a little emotional.
Whether in his original memory or in the previous meetings, the impression that Count Borea gave him was always that of an extremely strong person, and he had never shown such a weak side in front of him.
"The target's body is rapidly failing, and its internal organs are permanently damaged. The target is about to collapse and die."
In his mind, the sound of the chip machinery rang out quickly, transmitting the physical condition of Count Boria opposite to Athir's mind.
"Is there a solution?" he asked the chip in his mind.
"The following drugs are needed for testing and recovery: therapeutic-grade gene fluid, secondary armor tiles, advanced recovery drugs..."
In an instant, several solutions came to mind, but they either required a large amount of advanced medicines from the previous life, or the use of high-tech medical equipment, which was simply impossible to achieve in the current world.
Hearing these conditions, Athir couldn't help but smile bitterly, expressing his helplessness regarding Count Boria's physical condition.
"Lord Boria!!!" A fierce shout came from the side.
Accompanied by the sound of intense footsteps, Fular and others quickly walked here. After seeing the appearance of Count Boria, they shouted in disbelief.
At this moment, the other party looked really miserable. Compared with the strong and calm Count Bolia in the past, they were like two different people, which shocked them.
Looking at them like this, Athir shook his head, stood there thinking for a while, then drew his sword, walked out of the hall, and silently guarded the door.
He really had little interest in the content of the conversation between Count Polya and Fular and others.
For him, being able to protect Elhua and others all the way here and seeing Count Boria for the last time was already fulfilling his duty and repaying the other party's previous care for him.
After this, he already had a plan in mind.
After protecting Elhua and leaving here, Athir will immediately head south, leaving the chaotic vortex of the North and visit the many kingdoms in the south.
The world is big.
In the books that Athir had read before, there were many descriptions of the south. It was the most prosperous area on this continent. Not only did it concentrate the most powerful countries on this continent, but also many foreign races from other places came to trade by ship. It could be said to be the real center of this continent.
As for what Elhua thought after being rescued, whether he planned to integrate forces to fight for the rule of the North or do something else, it had nothing to do with him.
Thinking of this, he stood there silently until a slight call came from behind.
"Athir!"
Behind him, Fular's strong voice sounded, and he seemed a little depressed: "Lord Boria asked you to come in."
Athir was stunned and looked around.
Next to Fular, Elhua stood quietly, his eyes looked a little red, obviously he had just cried.
Looking at this scene, Atier shook his head secretly, then without hesitation, he walked straight through the door.
The familiar hall appeared before his eyes. Behind him, Fular gently closed the door to prevent others from disturbing them.
"Athir, you are here." Count Bolia's voice sounded in front. Although still weaker than before, he could barely speak fluently.
"Lord Boria."
Looking at Count Bolia in front of him, Athir bowed slightly to show his respect to him.
Hearing Athir's voice in front of him, Bolia raised his head and looked at Athir in front of him with some complexity: "Although I have long believed in your talent and ability, I didn't expect that you would reach this point so soon."
He spoke in a very complicated tone, obviously knowing what had happened before from the narration of Fular and others.
Listening to the words of Count Bolia, Athir moved slightly, but didn't say anything in the end.
"That's good. In this way, I can rest assured even now." In the front, Boria's weak voice continued to sound, talking to himself there.
"Athir, come with me."
He stood up and said in a weak voice: "At this point, it's time to hand over some things to you."
After saying this, he walked to the side. Although his steps were unsteady and slow, they were firm.
In front, listening to his words, Atier was stunned. He looked at the other person's figure in the distance, stood there thinking for a while, and then followed him directly.
They walked a short distance and came to a small room.
In the room, Count Polya took out a wooden box from a corner with difficulty.
The wooden box is purple and looks like it is carved from jade, and it looks very delicate.
On the surface of the wooden box, there is a black lock with a depression on it.
Looking at the dent, Boria tremblingly took off a ring on his right hand and aimed it at the dent.
With a slight sound, the black lock was opened, revealing a black amulet inside.
"Athir, do you know the legend of the extraordinary?"
Looking at the amulet in his hand, Count Boria's eyes flashed with a trace of nostalgia, and he looked at Athir in front of him and asked.
"Extraordinary?"
Hearing this somewhat unfamiliar word, Athir was subconsciously stunned.
Before he could react, the voice of Count Bolia sounded again.
"According to legend, there is a kind of people in our world. They can call the wind and rain, drive fire and shadow, possess supreme power, and rule over all mortals."
"These people have a unified name, that is wizards."
Boria had a calm expression as he spoke quietly, but when he mentioned the wizard, a hint of awe rose in his eyes.
"Athir, do you know why our Fakus family has been able to rule the North for nearly a hundred years, while the Kingdom of Arie and many other kingdoms in the north did not dare to launch a large-scale attack and have been tolerating it until now?"
After hearing these words, Atier felt an epiphany and felt that a doubt from the past was about to be solved.
This has indeed been a question in Athir's mind for a long time.
On the surrounding maps, the North's position is actually very awkward.
In name, this was the territory of the Kingdom of Ariae, but all around the North were highly aggressive kingdom forces, each of which was much stronger than the Fakus family that ruled the North.
In such a harsh environment, it is really puzzling that the Fakus family could rule the North stably for nearly a hundred years.
"Because our ancestor was an extremely powerful wizard."
In front, under Athir's gaze, Count Boria gave the answer, which was exactly the same as what Athir thought.
(End of this chapter)