"Is it convenient to come in?" Brian greeted into the dimly lit cave.

"Please wait..."

There was a faint moan and a weak voice sucking in the cold air.

After hearing this, Brian stood there and waited patiently for a while.

He guessed that the girl inside was bandaging a wound. The reason why he was asked to wait was easy to figure out.

After all, when he rescued the other party, he already knew how serious the stubborn sword mage's injuries were.

In fact, when he met with the sword mage, in addition to wanting to test her identity, he was also a little worried about her injuries.

It would be very embarrassing if the person you finally saved died here due to excessive injuries.

"Okay, come in."

After a while, the sword mage seemed to have recovered a bit and said in a rather calm tone.

Brian walked in calmly.

In the small cave, the only source of light is a floating ball of light produced by the light spell.

Through the soft light, it can be seen that the sword mage's most eye-catching rune sword is glowing with silver luster, and it is placed where she can easily take it.

It can be seen from this that the owner of the rune sword is still wary of him.

Brian's eyes crossed the pile of bloody bandages and a stripped coat on the ground, and finally landed on the sword mage.

From the moment the two met until now, this was the first time he took a serious look at the sword mage who had fallen into trouble in the Underdark.

He saw the girl in front of him sitting on a stone slab, her hands flat on her knees, her delicate face showing the price she had paid for her previous impulse.

Her slightly unkempt long hair was brownish-red, draped casually on her shoulders, and the few strands of hair hanging down in front of her forehead were tangled with sweat on her pale side face.

The girl's upper body was wearing a thin white silk shirt, which was opaque, but the soft silk material completely adhered to her body, revealing a slender and graceful figure.

Although she raised her head firmly to meet his gaze and gave him a smile, her body seemed unable to bear the confidence brought by her smile, making her look weak but charming.

"I'm disturbing you." Brian looked away and spoke first.

His tone was very soft and calm, making it impossible to hear any real thoughts.

"Not really an intrusion."

The sword mage gave him a smile, and her slender eyebrows frowned slightly. A touch of pain inadvertently appeared on her cheeks, but she quickly took it back, "By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"Brian." He answered truthfully.

"My name is Hesiah." After the girl finished speaking, her beautiful silver-gray eyes flickered slightly and she said with a smile, "Can we sit down and talk?"

Brian looked at her thoughtfully and sat on a rock not far away, keeping a certain distance from her.

"Brian..."

Sword Master Hesaya whispered to himself, and then said, "I'm very sorry. For such an outstanding warrior like you, I have never heard your name in the Battle Mage Legion. You are...

"

"That's because I'm not from the Battle Mage Legion at all."

Brian interrupted her meaningful words and calmly stated his already arranged life experience, "A battle mage who has not sworn allegiance to the royal family, how can his name be recorded in the book? You have never heard of it.

It’s also normal.”

"But in the previous battle." Hesiah was stunned and asked doubtfully, "I can clearly feel the sharp energy shaped by the spell you released."

"Actually, I'm from Mokou Town."

Brian replied without blushing or heartbeat, "My magic inheritance comes from a battle mage mentor. Unfortunately, in the Year of Flames and Despair, the entire town was destroyed by the red dragon, and I was favored by the goddess of luck.

, and managed to survive to this day.”

"The Year of Flames and Despair..."

Sword Master Hesiah murmured to herself, with a hint of sadness in her expression. Through her long eyelashes, she met Brian's calm eyes and said sympathetically:

"So, you have already encountered misfortune before you could join the War Mage Legion. I deeply regret what happened to you. The gods are really cruel."

"It's been so long, so there's nothing to regret."

Brian smiled nonchalantly and took out a bottle of healing potion from his dimensional bag. He deliberately shook it in front of her to make it glow slightly red, and then he said:

"This is a bottle of healing potion I found on the drow. If you don't mind, just use it. This will speed up your recovery from injuries."

With a thought, the healing potion slowly floated in front of Hesiah under the influence of telekinesis.

Seeing the other party taking it without thinking, Brian frowned. He stood up from the stone and said goodbye: "If nothing happens, I will withdraw first and you can have a good rest."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Brian had just taken two steps when the sword mage behind him suddenly stopped him.

"You...can you do me a favor?" Hesiah looked at Brian's back, struggled for a moment, and said softly, "Can you help me take care of the wound on my back?"

Brian turned around without saying a word, but looked at the slightly embarrassed sword mage in front of him with an intriguing look.

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became awkward.

Finally, he coughed dryly, broke the silence, and said to Hesiah, "Why are you so dazed? You didn't want me to help you treat your wounds, so you should take off your clothes."

"Ah?... Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Hesiah was stunned for a moment, a blush appeared on her cheeks. She took a deep breath and generously took off the silk shirt on her upper body, leaving only a corset that exposed her shoulders and upper half.

At this time, Brian was not in the mood to admire this girl with half-exposed breasts.

Because he was already shocked by the large red blood stain left on the other party's shirt.

Unexpectedly, the sword master endured the pain and pretended to talk to him calmly for a while, but he never saw any clues.

"Turn away." He came to Hesiah and gave her advice.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then finally complied.

Brian looked at the curved outline of Hesiah's back, carefully ran his fingers over her jade-white shoulders, and examined the shocking scars left on them.

The most terrifying one he saw was the sharp thorns of the purple insect scratching from the left shoulder to the slender waist. The others were scratches left after hitting the stone wall.

When his hand touched her skin, whether it was pain or embarrassment, he clearly felt the other person's body suddenly tense up, causing traces of black blood to seep out from the deep wound.

"What's there to be nervous about?"

Brian untied her corset from behind, threw it aside, and joked in a frivolous tone: "I've probably slept with more girls than you have ever seen. From my perspective, it's actually just...

That way.”

"That's why I'm more nervous."

Feeling the coolness in the air, Hesiah crossed her arms across her chest. She understood the meaning of the other person's words, her body gradually relaxed, and she responded to his words with a smile.

"Why?" Brian looked at her graceful back and asked curiously.

"Because I am unique. You should know that only things that are not available will make people want to do something. It has nothing to do with quantity."

Hesiah lifted a strand of hair that was wet with cold sweat in front of her forehead, showing an arrogant look that Brian couldn't see, "But don't worry, if I had the idea of ​​​​looking for a partner that day, seeing as how many times you have made it today

For the sake of saving my life, I will also include you in my investigation scope."

"Then I'm really honored. By the way, are you praising yourself in disguise?"

Brian took out a clean piece of cloth, poured out some light green liquid, and wiped the wound on her back without taking her joke to heart.

As he wiped it gently, he could clearly feel her body trembling slightly due to pain, and she gasped from time to time.

"This is not boasting, this is a kind of self-confidence that comes from the heart." Hesiah gritted his teeth and replied.

"I think it's because of the crazy self-confidence." Brian cleaned the wound carefully and replied casually, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have been caught in the Underdark."

"..." The confident sword mage was speechless.

She quietly felt the coolness brought by the gentle wipe on her back. She was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly and swallowed back what she wanted to say.

"What is the relationship between Myrcella Raul, the female lord of Arabel City, and you?" Brian thought about it for a moment and asked abruptly.

Hesiah was shocked when he heard this.

She shook her long hair and turned her head, almost turning her naked upper body with her, causing the wound on her back to be involved, causing her to moan in pain.

"She...is my sister." She calmed down, remained silent for a while, and said slowly.

"elder sister?"

Brian paused for a moment because he had never heard that the Grand Duchess of Arabe City had a sister.

"Is she the illegitimate daughter of the Raul family?" He felt unbelievable at his inner thoughts.

The same is true in the Kingdom of Cormyr. The status of illegitimate children is very low, especially those of prominent nobles.

There is no way they would pay such a high price to make her a sword mage and upgrade her to a Chaos Messenger, let alone give her a Purple Dragon Seal Ring.

Moreover, considering Hisaya's age, apart from her acceptable strength, it is impossible for her to have any qualifications or achievements to obtain the Purple Dragon Seal Ring.
To be continued...