I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 441: The Missing Tyrian

Tirian used his only remaining left leg to jump back two steps so that he could lean against the tree trunk behind him.

Although his current condition is very bad, as a warrior, he has to keep thinking about the strategy against the enemy until the battle is over.

But after the broad-bladed giant sword was transformed into two ridiculously long one-handed swords, it gave Tyrian a greater advantage - at least in his opinion.

If the opponent is like him, holding a weapon in each hand, then the speed of attack will definitely increase... but the power will also be relatively weakened.

After all, in the previous battle, the opponent had been using both hands at the same time, which made him somewhat exhausted.

But after that, as long as I'm fast enough, it will probably be much easier.

As for other aspects... he didn't have time to think about anything else.

Lyon's sword swung again in front of Tyrion.

Because of his previous injuries, Tyrian's eyes were already bloodshot and red, and he hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

But this time, as soon as the two weapons touched, the long sword in Tirian's right hand flew out.

"Oops……"

Tirian's eyes widened, he bit his lips tightly, and used his only remaining sword to block the opponent's violent attack.

"Not only has this guy's strength not weakened, but his speed has also increased..."

The elf warrior bit his lips hard, trying to make himself more excited.

He now has to be extremely alert to be able to withstand the opponent's attack.

But the human knight's strength seemed inexhaustible. The two heavy swords in his hands moved faster and faster, making it very difficult for Tirian, who had already lost one weapon, to resist.

"It's over——"

A fatal mistake caused the long sword in Tirian's hand to become outdated and unable to turn around to block the next attack.

He watched helplessly as the opponent's sword stabbed towards his heart.

"Ariella, I'm sorry..."

Tyrian, whose vision was already a little blurry, murmured in a low voice in Elvish.

His thoughts had begun to leave his body, as if he saw the elf girl who had been haunting his dreams, running happily in the dense forest in the afternoon.

……

By the time Ariella made a big circle, avoided the spell range of [Gravity Reversal], and returned to the previous battlefield, there was no living creature here.

Since most of the human cavalry were chasing him, and were then lifted up by Frey Starsong's magic, there were only a few cavalrymen left on the battlefield.

Judging from the scars on their bodies, they must have been killed by Tyrian's adamantine sword.

Ariella frantically searched the battlefield, trying to find Tirian's body.

But even though she checked every corner over and over again, she found no trace of the elf warrior.

Finally, Tirian's right leg was found under a tree trunk with a big hole pierced by something.

Looking at the blood all over the ground and several pieces of leather armor from Tyrian's body, Ariella's mind went blank.

She slowly knelt on the ground, picked up the elf warrior's legs, and held them tightly in her arms.

This logistics girl, who only knew how to do laundry and cooking half a year ago, shrugged her shoulders and sobbed silently.

Because of his appearance, Tyrian is not very popular among the city guards.

A male elf who is so handsome that many women feel ashamed of themselves is always rejected and ridiculed by the soldiers in the same camp.

But on the contrary, Tirian is quite popular among the girls in logistics.

Outstanding face, exquisite figure, and ridiculously handsome two-handed sword skills.

More than once, Ariella and the logistics girls at the time hid in the corner of the barracks and peeked at Tyrian practicing swordsmanship under the moonlight.

Those two dancing swords pierced the hearts of many logistics girls.

But it was this elf warrior who was so beautiful that Ariella couldn't bear to look directly at her, who took her hand and fled to the white tower when the whole city fell into chaos.

Even after being captured by the Elf Speaker in the tower, Tyrion still stayed by his side.

After joining the druid settlement, this elf warrior seemed to appear around him intentionally or unintentionally.

After learning that she had joined the patrol team, Tirian immediately stood in front of Captain Xiling with his two swords;

When the city was attacked by the Fallen for the first time, he stayed by his side the entire time.

Sometimes, even though Tirian had already completed his patrol mission, he still had to drag his tired body to find himself in the gray haze forest, where his progress was always slow...

After a parade, Ariella couldn't hold back her inner urge anymore, so she tremblingly mustered up the courage to ask the other party if he was interested in her.

At that time, Ariella didn't even dare to look up at Tirian's eyes.

It was not until she was embraced by a pair of strong hands that Ariella completely understood the other person's intentions.

She cried a lot that day, but it was the happiest day she had in nearly two hundred years.

At this moment, Ariella felt that she had not shed as many tears as before.

Her mood was very complicated. Sadness, despair, helplessness, loneliness... These unprecedented emotions flooded into her heart all at once. For a moment, she didn't know how to cry more hysterically.

Just as Ariella's eyes swept across the bottom of the hollow tree trunk, her pupils vibrated violently and her eyes regained focus.

In addition to the bloodstains all over the ground, there was also something that had appeared before -

A belt, a belt that Alvin infused with healing spells.

Ariella glanced at her waist and found that the healing belt that had used up her spells was still hanging there.

She reached out, picked up the same one on the ground, and gently wiped off the blood that was almost dried on it.

"Besides me, there is no other healing belt in the base, except..."

Ariella stood up suddenly.

Her eyes were full of joy and anticipation.

If this belt does not belong to the companions in the station, then it must belong to those who left the druid station.

Captain Xiling always wears one, and so does Lian...

Before they left the base and headed for Huiyao City, Lian secretly hid several healing belts on her body.

The moon elf, whose eyes were red from crying, carefully searched the surroundings for any traces.

She tried to recall the woodland tracking techniques that Xiling and Linliya had taught her, holding Tirian's broken leg with one hand and turning over the fallen leaves on the ground with the other.

"found it!"

Ariella cried out in excitement.

She gently rubbed the ground with her fingers, and there was a depression where a footprint was.

Then, more traces appeared in Ariella's field of vision.

"Wait for me... Tirian... You must wait for me..."

She stood up, tied her broken leg behind herself, and walked to the other side of the forest.