Chapter 1121 Potions
Because he grasped a lot of distance, Enley has been unable to exert his full strength.
In the battle just now, there were several dangerous crises, all due to poor grasping the sense of distance.
"Damn eyes..."
After cursing a few softly, Enli put down his hand covering his left eye, endured the stinging sensation that was still emerging, held the knight's sword in his hand, and walked towards the increasingly fierce battlefield in front of him with firm steps...
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Not only the bell tower defense area under Enley's responsibility, but also the treasury defense area under Jacob's responsibility, was also facing the crisis of shortage of troops at this time.
The shortage of troops forced Jacob to make the same decision as Enley - to take the sword into battle himself...
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Britannia Empire, Pandragon, Treasury Defense Zone, Central Treasury Building.
"Jaco! Are you crazy?!"
Bancrolo, who was guarding the bell tower defense area with Jacob, reached out to hold Jacob's shoulder in front of him, frowned and shouted:
"There is a mirror there! Can you please pick up the mirror over there and look at your face?"
Bancrolo pointed to his hair.
"Look at your own hair! You are an old man now!"
"You are so old that you still want to charge?!"
Just now, Jacob spoke in a surprising way.
"I want to support the front line. Come with me." - After saying this, after letting the four Royal Guard soldiers responsible for his personal guards follow, Jacob took his sword aside and then walked out with great strides.
However, Bancrot used a faster action than Jacob to rush forward before Jacob, blocking Jacob's way first, and then said the above words.
After listening quietly to Bancrolo's dissuasion to him, Jacob said in a deep voice:
"Bankro, you should also know what the defense zone we are in charge of is like?"
"Several places have asked for support, and we now have no extra troops to transfer to support them."
"The only combat power we have left is me and my four personal guards."
"Then wouldn't it be enough to let these four personal guards go?!" Bancrolo said loudly, "Why do you have to take risks?"
"...Bankro." Jacob said in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten? I can also go to the battlefield when I was young."
"The title of youth?" Bancrolo chuckled a few times as if he had heard something very funny. He shouted at Jacob in a more severe tone, "Jaco! The title of 'Sword Saint' is just your title of youth! Are you still a young man now?"
"You may still remember some sword skills, but can your aging body have a way to participate in the fierce battle?"
Jacob, who was old and weak, was as powerful as he was when he was young. Bancrore would never believe such a ridiculous thing.
Bancrolo is also an old man now and has also experienced the feeling of going from young to old age.
Therefore, Bancrolo quite understands how poor his physical fitness is when he reaches his age.
Bancrolo didn't believe that Jacob, who was as old as him, had much better physical functions than him.
Bancrolo didn't want to see the elderly Jacob, who died of exhaustion on the fierce front battlefield.
However, Bancrolo's dissuasion was destined to be useless.
Because as soon as Bancrore's dissuasion fell, Jacob smiled:
"Bankro, if I fight with you, who do you think will win?"
Jacob's sudden and strange problem made Bancrot stunned.
After coming back to his senses, he replied without hesitation:
"Of course you won."
Bancro has always been aware of fighting skills.
Although Jacob is an old man like him now, Jacob at least won the title of "Martial Competition" when he was young and won the title of "Sword Saint".
So if you fight, Jacob must have abused him - although this fact made Bancrolo feel very unhappy, it is indeed the fact.
"Of course you won" - as soon as this sentence was spoken from Bancrolo's mouth, Jacob pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a joking smile.
That look seemed to be saying to Bancrolo, "You're fooled."
Sure enough, Jacob's next words made Bancrolo's eyes widen, and he realized that he had fallen into the pit that Jacob had set in advance:
"Since you know you are not my opponent, then you can get out of the way. After all, I don't want to be too rude to my old friends."
Jacob, who did not listen to advice, made Bancrolo's eyebrows flicker, and then "hum" hard:
"Since you want to go to the front line so, then you can go! I'm too lazy to care about you!"
Jacob's behavior of not listening to his advice made Bancrot's heart feel a faint anger.
After another heavy "hum", Bancrole turned his body to the side, and moved the way away from blocking Jacob.
Jacob looked at his old friend who was staring at him with a displeasure with a look of helplessness.
Then he sighed softly:
"Bankro, don't worry."
"I have a lot of my physical condition."
"and……"
Speaking of this, Jacob paused.
After a while of silence, he continued to add:
“I have a solution to poor physical fitness.”
"Huh?" Jacob's words made Bancrot's brow frown again.
Bancrot was a man whose wisdom was not inferior to Jacob, but even though he was as smart as him, he did not understand what Jacob meant just now.
"Jacob, what stupid things are you saying?"
Jacob ignored Bancrot's question.
Instead, he silently took out a small round cloth bag from his pocket.
Jacob gently untied the round small cloth bag to reveal what was inside - a black pill.
After the black pill showed its appearance, a strong, pungent smell of medicine instantly filled the surroundings.
Because the smell of this medicine is too strong and pungent, Bancrole, who is not used to this smell, couldn't help coughing a few times after smelling this smell, covered his nose with his hands, and then said in a deep voice:
"What is this?"
"This is something I will eat until I have to," Jacob replied in a calm tone. "This thing can help me solve the problem that my body is not as physically healthy as before."
After saying this, fragments of memory emerged in Jacob's mind.
Before Allen led the rebels to the city, Jacob went home specially.
The reason I went home specifically was to get this one... it can be regarded as both a magical medicine and a special pill for cursing.
Chapter completed!