Chapter 61 Transition of the Memory (1/2)

”… Where am I?”

When the golden-haired Zorgen, the captain of the task force that was defending the fortress woke up on a solid bed that was made of black wood, the middle-aged man could not help but feel unwell. His body was fatigued. He felt like as if he was almost drained completely.

Upon opening his eyes, his vision was blurry. Currently, Zorgen felt as if he was still on the battlefield where they were fending off the daemons.

Slowly recalling his memories, the howling of the cold winds and the roaring of the ferocious daemons were heard in his ears once again. The ferocious gigantic monsters were charging into the walls again and again, tearing them all apart. Meanwhile, the horde of black monsters was gushing into the city like a tidal wave that was unstoppable.

What laid before his eyes had made the warrior feel a sense of despair deep in his heart. However, he was not dumb either. He immediately reacted. If the situation continued in such matter, how would he be lying on the bed peacefully like this?

”I'm actually alive. I've awakened from a coma after I exhausted myself using too much of my Combat Aura. It seems that the war has ended.”

Upon making fun of himself for a bit, Zorgen turned his eyes towards the window and looked at the golden sunlight. The golden light was shining on the stand on the bed's front. The light revealed the flying dust in the air. Then he suddenly remembered, ”That's right, it must be Count Joshua.”

When the monster horde had breached the walls of the city, Zorgen had fallen into a blurry state because he used too much of his Combat Aura. In fact, he went into a state of coma. However, he could feel a tremendous power descending from the sky, slaughtering all the monsters on the battlefield. Meanwhile, that tremendous power must be the new Gold-tier Count of Moldavia.

With one hand holding his head and the other supporting him against the bed, he was awake. The golden-haired knight was still feeling a little dizzy though. He tried to get out of the bed. However, a strong sense of pain spread across his entire body- especially the internal organs in his body. Every time he sucked in a breath of air or swallowed his saliva, he could feel an intense pain across his entire body like having a sense of intense electrocution across his entire body.

”My internal organs are sustaining far more damage than they should. It must have been because I overused my Combat Aura.”

Enduring the uncomfortable feeling across his entire body, Zorgen slowly sat himself up. He was currently wearing loose pajamas. His wounds were tightly bandaged. It seemed that the medical team had given him a bath as well.

”This time, it seems much better than any other times back then.”

The knight had sustained similar heavy wounds in the past. He had passed out like this as well in the past. However, regardless of anything, he was always sent back to his house naked. He had never thought that the medical team would be so thoughtful to provide him a pair of clothes this time.

As for that sort of wounds, the knight had gotten used to having them.

Combat Aura was the combination of will and body. It could be known as the dual appearance of substance and spirit of life. The unleashing of the Combat Aura was like squeezing one's own body and spirit intensely, bursting out the strongest power from the body's most subtle part. The skill was simple actually. It did not require the wielding of the power to unlock one's own body to protect oneself. Even the mercenaries on the streets could easily do it. However, because the side effect of doing that was too much for some people to bear, people would not simply use it unless it was a crucial moment or moment that involved life and death.

However, as a soldier that always stayed in the frontline of battles, they had experienced more 'life and death' situations than others. Although pushing themselves to use their Combat Aura to the max would cause them to be weak for three months, it would surely be better than being dead on the scene. Zorgen knew that better than anyone. This was not his first rodeo as well. Although his hidden wounds had made it difficult for him to cross into Gold-tier, if he did not do that in all the 'life and death' situation', he would not have survived until today.

Long ago, Zorgen had heard from the previous liege saying that there was some sort of special breathing technique that could instantly surge. Under the circumstance that there were no side effects, the person who used it could also enhance his own adaptability. However, it was also obvious that this was never an ultimate skill that would be passed around. So even the liege would find it impossible to acquire such a skill.

”My strength is still too weak… if I can just break through the barrier to Gold tier and acquire Glorious Strength, I wouldn't have to experience such a dangerous situation. As a servant, not only I failed to share the burden of my liege, I even needed him to come to the frontline to save us. What a disgrace…”

Standing up shakily, the golden-haired middle-aged man sighed. Then he walked out of the room into the living hall.

This was a strong military-styled hall. The head of the huge bear with a wretched face was hanging over the dusty fireplace. From the sunlight that came through the window came a long shadow. There were tools and jars for weapons maintenance in the corner of the room. There were about two to three chairs arranged scattered on the left side of the table. It seemed that some people had been sitting there for quite some time, and then they forgot to clean up the place before they left.

In Dark Forest Fortress, each warrior would have their very own house. Those who had a wife, sons, and daughters would all live together in the house. However, most of the houses were occupied by warriors that were single. As the captain of the defending force of the city, Zorgen naturally had quite a large estate. However, he had not been able to get a wife even though he was forty-three. Therefore, this double-storey house did not have a woman. So no one was there to tidy the house.

Upon getting near to the table, he picked up a cup out of convenience and poured some water into the cup. As the fireplace was not lit, the temperature in the house was very low at the moment. Even though the water in the pot did not freeze, it was very cold. However, Zorgen needed the cold water. He lent the chilling water to refresh and reactivate his brain cells. After that, he no longer shook around as if he could not walk properly.

In the meantime, the sound of frost and ice being stepped on was heard from the main door of his house. Before the knight could turn his head towards the door, he had heard the sound of a key unlocking the door. Then the door was opened.

Holding the key in his hand, the white-haired wizard and the masked warrior walked right in and appeared before Zorgen.

”... close the door quickly, you bunch of hoodlums who do not know how to knock!”