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Shen Ye, carrying Xiao Mengyu, rushed out of the secret passage.

He reassigned all his Attribute Points to Agility and ran at full strength towards the Human Race military camp.

While running, he also shouted:

"Skeleton, you're the battlefield scavenger, quickly find her a suitable set of Battle Armor and an identity!"

"I'm not a scavenger—damn it, it's not easy to equip a complete set of gear, it's not as simple as you're making it out to be!" the Skeleton complained.

Nonetheless, it continued to take various pieces of armor out of the ring.

Hence, as Shen Ye ran, he dressed Xiao Mengyu in a Face Armor, Helmet, Leather Armor, and Arm Armor.

By this time, the field hospital was already in sight.

Shen Ye shouted loudly:

"Hurry, save her! She's about to go!"

In front of the camp, two guards brandishing their Spears blocked the way and barked sternly:

"Who are you? Which noble do you serve under?"

"—Show us your identity papers!"

Shen Ye had no such identity papers.

Worried about Xiao Mengyu's injuries, he grew impatient and roared:

"You can't even recognize me? I'm the Boy Who Survived Great Adversities!"

The two guards were shaken and took a closer look.

"Indeed, it's you."

"Quick, bring the injured in!"

They quickly moved the Cheval de Frise out of the way.

A few physicians came over after hearing the commotion.

"It's me! It's me!" Shen Ye said with joy.

"It's him! It's him! The hemorrhoids that will grow on him in twenty years are the ones I treated," one physician declared with his chest puffed out.

"The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities? Why have you come back?" another physician asked.

Shen Ye placed Xiao Mengyu on a bed and said:

"I encountered an injured comrade—quickly, give her some treatment."

The physicians all turned to look.

The young girl was dressed in a knight's Battle Armor, carrying a trace of a sharp aura.

Clearly, she was a master of the Human Race.

"The injuries are severe; to heal quickly, we need some expensive Holy Runes," one physician judged.

"Here, take this! All of you, get to work!"

Shen Ye reached for his purse and threw it to them.

The physician weighed the purse, shakily took out several Gold Coins, then returned the purse to Shen Ye.

"This is enough—this purse was bestowed by His Royal Highness the Prince, wasn't it?" the physician inquired.

"Huh? How do you know?" Shen Ye asked, surprised.

"The pattern on this purse is exclusive to the Royal Family," another physician explained.

"Hurry up and heal her, no more talking, I'm afraid she might die," Shen Ye urged.

"Ah, right!"

the physicians said.

They immediately gathered around the bed, reciting Holy Arts Incantations, allowing beams of intense light to fall upon Xiao Mengyu.

Shen Ye just stood by, watching.

Suddenly.

Faint glimmers emerged in the void, coalescing into lines of text invisible to others:

"The battlefield changes in the blink of an eye, and with your silence, you have gradually fallen out of people's attention, and your fame has also been fading."

"But this moment, you returned to the battlefield, immediately saving a comrade, carrying her back to camp, even offering up your tuition to save her."

"From now on, people will talk about your noble character."

"Congratulations, you're back in the limelight."

—"The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities."

Shen Ye was speechless.

This Evaluation Entry was as stubborn as a piece of gum.

Forget it.

If I'm back in the limelight, then so be it.

When the Entry officially takes shape, I can directly sacrifice it for Attribute Points.

In a moment.

The holy light completely dissipated.

The physicians began to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

"How is she?" Shen Ye asked.

"Her body is recovering rapidly; she should wake up in a few minutes," one physician explained.

"When she wakes up, she will be at her peak form," another physician added.

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly leaped up, scooped Xiao Mengyu into his arms, and ran out.

He ran so fast that he disappeared from everyone's sight in a moment.

—No one tried to stop him.

"Looks like she's his lover," one soldier murmured quietly.

"No kidding, who else would give that many Gold Coins to save someone!" another soldier said.

"You're right if I had that many Gold Coins, I could get several wives," a third soldier added.

But the physicians were discussing something else.

"The Prince seems to have a high opinion of him," one physician whispered.

"Eleven Gold Coins—he's pretty generous, especially since it was for a friend," another physician mentioned.

"Right, which is why I added an extra 'Strength Blessing' to his friend, lasting three hours, as a way to show my respect," the third physician said.

"What?" the physicians exclaimed together.

"What's wrong?" the aforementioned physician asked, confused.

"I gave his friend an 'Agility Blessing'."

"I added 'Resonance Blessing'."

"And me, I gave her 'Perception Blessing'."

"Sigh, it seems we all thought the same, I provided 'Spirit Blessing'."

"I did too..."

"Same here..."

After a round of discussion, the medics looked at each other in dismay.

"Now that's a full set."

"Come to think of it, it seems only His Royal Highness the Prince could enjoy so many blessings in battle."

"That's right."

"It's rare for our Holy Medical Group to gather at the scene of such a major battle and to release a full set of blessings—"

"It's like we formed a deep friendship with this 'The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities' ahead of time."

The medics were talking all at once.

In the midst of a dense forest.

Shen Ye shouted, "Open!"

The door opened.

Xiao Mengyu's eyes also opened slightly.

Shen Ye stepped through the door.

The next instant.

Xiao Mengyu had her sword at his throat.

The two stood in the corridor of the inn, one huffing and the other daring not to move.

"What did you just do to me? Huh? How did my injuries heal!"

Xiao Mengyu expressed her astonishment.

"A type of healing art, effective only when one is unconscious," Shen Ye explained.

Xiao Mengyu moved her body slightly, feeling as if all her injuries had healed, reborn anew, with every cell seemingly singing.

Strength.

Strength filled her body as if it were tangible.

"...I misunderstood you."

She moved the sword away from Shen Ye's throat with an apologetic gesture.

"That guy will be here soon, can you still fight?" Shen Ye asked.

He suddenly noticed that another entry had appeared above Xiao Mengyu's head.

Behind "Great Swordsman," a row of blurry text gradually became clear:

"Holy Protector (lasting three hours)."

Holy Protector?

What kind of entry was that?

Could it be that the treatment he'd given her had granted her a special boost?

As Shen Ye thought about this silently, he heard Xiao Mengyu say:

"I've never felt this good before... I'm going to kill him."

"Remember to find out who's behind this," Shen Ye reminded her.

"I already know," Xiao Mengyu responded.

Shen Ye was taken aback.

You haven't even won the fight yet, and you already know who's behind it?

He was about to ask for clarity when a proud laugh suddenly echoed from the end of the corridor:

"Haha, found you guys!"

Xiao Mengyu immediately stepped in front of Shen Ye and said with uncertainty, "You can't get involved in the fight—if you don't have any powerful combat skills, it's better you hide."

She had underestimated him before.

Now, did he have any hidden combat abilities left?

"You're right, I need to hide immediately with this level of combat!"

Shen Ye seemed to agree with her and quickly pushed open the door of a room nearby, hiding himself inside.

Xiao Mengyu was taken aback.

—So his talent lies in healing?

Fine, she could fight alone.

After all, her current state had already surpassed her peak—

"Beautiful and cute girl, are you waiting for me?"

The man appeared on the other side of the corridor.

Xiao Mengyu raised her hand and unleashed a sword strike.

Whoosh—

A massive sword shadow, two meters wide and seven meters long, pierced through the corridor, blasted through the wall, and shot forth.

The man reacted quickly enough, throwing himself to the ground, but still the edge of the sword Qi grazed him.

He touched his cheek.

A narrow wound was silently leaking blood.

"Impossible... you were so heavily injured..."

The man stared at Xiao Mengyu and said in disbelief.

"You didn't pursue me just now," Xiao Mengyu said.

"I'm not a fool—I've felt your companion's presence, and he used that strange strength to blast half the building to create a diversion for you," the man shrugged and said.

Xiao Mengyu was startled.

Him?

Blast half a building?

No, it wasn't him, was it?

—There's no time for detailed thoughts.

"Let's decide the winner," Xiao Mengyu said.

The man couldn't help but let out a scoff of laughter.

"Honestly, your tenacity and killing intent make you more attractive than that pure lamb."

"...I just can't restrain myself now."