The Extra Wants To Live

Chapter 50: Victory [2]

Carl traced his collarbone in response to Milton's words.

'I felt terrible pain as the gnoll's teeth dug into the gap between my breastplate and helmet, and now when I touch it, all I feel is a slight throbbing sensation.'

Milton cleverly took out a small mirror and reflected on the wound.

"...What?"

There are some scabs left, but most of them have fallen off and new, white skin has sprouted. Carl peels off the scab with trembling hands and it falls off without a hitch.

And when he scraped off the large scab that remained, a drop of blood appeared, and that was the end of it.

Wound… No, it would be better to call it a scar.

It was only last night that the gnoll's dirty, rough teeth scratched and blood poured out!

"Did you use medicine?"

"No, I didn't do anything. There was no need to stop the bleeding or apply a bandage."

"Even when the battle is over?"

"Even when I saw it right after the battle."

Carl got goosebumps and clenched his fist...

In other words, he was not infected by the gnoll's dirty teeth and got better in an instant.

Carl, who had the knowledge of a person living in the modern era, had no choice but to fear all kinds of diseases and infections.

However, white new skin sprouted from the wound, which was covered with the gnoll's saliva and rotten blood, which was no different from poison.

In the future, He didn't need to worry about infection unless there are special cases.

It also means that Carl, who never knows when or where she might swallow poison, can eat food without worrying about assassination in the future!

"Please keep quiet about this."

"Yes, with Lady Catherine's help, I hid the wound and brought you inside."

"Good job."

"Lady Catherine was very worried. Even when I explained that treatment was unnecessary, she insisted on continuing the treatment, so I had to send master Carl out doing what she had commanded."

Carl looked at Milton quietly.

There is no need for Milton to say something like that. So, in the business relationship between the 4th Prince Scarecrow and the imperial doctor who came with him.

"All right. I am fine, please take care of the others."

"Yes, Master Carl."

Milton bowed his head politely at Carl's words, took a step back, and left the room without a sound.

"… "

Carl tried to adjust his appearance before leaving. However, except that his clothes were slightly wrinkled when he got up from lying down, everything was clean.

The body, which was covered in blood, sweat, and mud, was cleaned and changed into clean clothes.

Carl slowly clenched and unclenched his fists, looked at herself, and felt a strange feeling.

Carl tied up his long hair with a string so he could lie down and relax, laid out a clean cloth on the table next to him, put on his neatly organized cloak, and slowly walked out.

'The reason my sagging shoulders straightened confidently was probably not because my physical strength had recovered in such a short period of time.'

"Master Carl."

chuck!

As soon as Carl comes out, the soldier guarding the door steps aside and makes way.

There wasn't even a trace of him swearing while suppressing his disdain for the sickly 4th Prince Carl.

"Where is Lady Catherine?"

"She went out for command and reconnaissance. She said she would be back before noon, so she will be here by noon."

"Is there someone in charge now? Please guide me to him."

"Yes, master Carl."

The soldier guided Carl politely.

Carl felt like talking to them about their changed attitude. But he was busy with other things right now, so he'll have to postpone it.

The place where Carol was guided was a fairly large log cabin. Looking at Hilfin's soldiers coming and going busily, it seems that there is not a village chief, but a Hilfin knight or officer.

"Lord Corbin, Master Carl has arrived."

The soldier guarding the front of the building sees Carl's red cloak and reports this.

Soon, a tall man with a scruffy beard comes out and greets Carl with his helmet on his side.

The man was very tall and slim, and his limbs were particularly long, so to Carl that he looked like a human model made out of twisted wire.

Looking at his black hair, black beard, and dark brown eyes, he also seems to have blood from the Balturan people.

However, what Carl was more concerned about was that this man, who was called 'Lord Corbin', so he was probably a knight, was not armed with full plate armor.

All parts except the cheststplate, helmet, gauntlets, and greaves that cover the shins are protected with gambitson and leather armor.

Since he never know when a battle might break out, he must be armed at all times.

Carl realized this when he saw the armed Corbin.

At the same time, he also realized that although Corbin is a knight, he is a poor knight who cannot even afford full plate armor.

Even if it had fallen, a noble family would have somehow found the money to equip a member of the family who became a knight with full plate armor, even if it was cheap.

Additionally, Corbin's cheststplate only has a single emblem of a standing bear representing Heelfin.

Carl expanded his thoughts further without stopping.

Hilfin's nobles tried to hide this incident, even if it meant deceiving Prince Carl.

The entire territory could be destroyed by a massive gnoll attack.

In such a situation, in Ax Sound Village, the last bastion to block the gnolls, a knight without proper armor is fighting for his life without retreating.

This means that he was sent thinking that it wouldn't matter if he died, which means that there is no one in Hilfin who can protect Corbin.

In other words, Corbin is a knight from a commoner background.

Carl wondered if he could use this miserably abandoned commoner knight. However, he could not make a decision easily.

He can get to know their skills, but he cannot know what kind of person they are in their heart.

"Master Carl, this is Corbin, a knight of Hilfin."

Even with his tall stature lowered, Corbin was still above Carl, so he ended up kneeling on one knee and bowing politely to Carl.

Unless there are special circumstances, a knight does not kneel even to his lord.

They kneel when they are ordained knights and when they commit a very serious sin.

Nevertheless, he immediately got down on his knees upon meeting Carl for the first time.

'He wasn't treated properly as a knight, and he didn't receive any education.'

Carl realized that even though Corbin had been ordained as a knight, he was in fact no better than a soldier commander.

Would this help?

"Get up. Lord Corbin."

"… Yes, master Carl."

Corbin seemed taken aback by Carl's polite attitude, but soon stood up in front of Carl, shaking his knee and creating dust as if to prove his ignorance of etiquette.

"I'd like to hear more details."

"Yes, a large number of Gnoll's suddenly occurred a month ago."

Corbin immediately starts talking after hearing Carl's words.

Carl meant to go inside first and talk, but Corbin, who had no idea how to speak to nobles, took it literally to mean to talk right away.

Carl listened to Corbin in silence without pointing this out so as not to embarrass him.