The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 123 The Pegasus Appears
"Lord Lance, are you ready? When shall we depart?" Jessie Ava cautiously observed Baron Lance, who was adjusting his plate armor belt.

“Of course! But we’ll have to wait, after all… Oh! Fuck!” As Lance was talking to Jesse Ava, his hand slipped, and the breastplate in front of him instantly fell off…

With the crisp clanging of the heavy breastplate and steel boots, Lance's face flushed red, and he slowly bent his knees and knelt down in front of Jessie.

"No, no! How can Lord Lance perform such a grand gesture?" The simple-minded Jessie quickly went to help Lance up.

"Ah!" Lance's expression was contorted in horror. After all, the fingers are connected to the heart, and Lance, completely unprepared, was slammed straight into the instep by the breastplate. His large foot, devoid of any battle aura protection, felt as if it had been brutally struck by a warhammer! The pain was excruciating...

"Guards! Where are all the people?! Can't you see I'm injured?" Lance wailed, clutching his foot.

"Quick! Notify the priest! The baron's foot is injured!" A heavy cavalryman standing nearby reacted immediately, quickly dismounted, and ran to Lance's side. After carefully removing Lance's boots, he saw a bloody, mangled foot.

"Thank goodness! No bones or tendons were broken!" The soldier casually tossed aside his deformed combat boots and examined Lance's wounds.

"Are you alright, sir?" Jessie was dumbfounded as she looked at the bleeding foot. It was the first time she had ever seen someone injured by her own plate armor. This was truly impressive!

"Aww!" Lance grabbed his leg and plopped down on his bottom.

"Who's injured? Where are they hurt?" Suddenly, a beautiful white figure rushed over, Ivy holding a staff in one hand and her other hand on her hip, panting as she asked.

"Lord Lance got his foot crushed by his own plate armor..." A nearby soldier couldn't help but chuckle. Lance's plate armor was a specially made noble's plate armor—Lord's armor—its weight and terrifying defensive power were directly proportional! The rare metals added inside and the magic runes engraved on it were enough to allow its wearer to rampage through enemies with impunity. (Of course, if you insist on going head-to-head with high-level professionals... well, you'd better check the graveyard beforehand!)
"Pfft!" Ivy, that girl, doesn't understand social etiquette and burst out laughing right in front of Lance.

"Hiss! My dear Ivy! Quickly cast a healing spell on me! If this drags on any longer, she'll bleed to death..." Lance grimaced, realizing he'd been careless and hadn't dodged! A plate armor blade hit his foot... the weight... anyone who's been hit knows!
"Alright, alright. Don't rush! Dawn Baptism!" Ivy chuckled and gently waved her staff, uttering an obscure incantation with intonation. Golden halos emerged from behind her, moving slowly towards Lance as she chanted. The halos shimmered with golden light, and mysterious magical runes flashed within them.

"Listen to the call of the light, the baptism of the land of shimmering dawn finally descends, heal!" Ivy's staff paused, and instantly those light wheels quickly wrapped around Lance's feet, the spinning light wheels slowly merging into Lance's wounds.

"Ugh! That feels good!" Lance's eyes widened as he watched the granulation tissue at the wound on the back of his foot writhe wildly, several visible strands of muscle tissue rapidly intertwining, growing, and healing...

In less than 10 seconds, Lance's instep returned to its plump, white appearance, with only the arch and the blood on his foot proving that he had been injured.

"Not bad! Apart from her skin being a little fairer, she looks the same as before!" Ivy examined her for a moment, then clapped her hands, indicating that she was fine.

Lance quickly sprang to his feet, not even bothering to check if he was wearing shoes or socks. He took a couple of steps on the ground, rotated his joints to examine the area carefully, and once he found nothing wrong, he gave Ivy a thumbs up.

"Thank goodness! At least my leg isn't broken!" Lance thought to himself with relief. He was a pure foot combat professional, and the demands on his legs were extremely high! With sufficient supplies, these low-ranking nobles could easily lead the Swift Infantry on campaigns of hundreds of miles! They were the cornerstone of the empire! "I'm sorry, Your Highness Jessie, I need to prepare and pack before we set off again, is that alright?" Lance said gently, a stark contrast to the baron who had just been cursing and wailing.

"It's alright, it's alright! Please do as you please! I'm not in a hurry..." Jessie said hastily, though she was anxious. Her life was in Lance's hands, otherwise, because she had signed a magic contract, she would not have dared to come here. Although nobles have their own spirit and beliefs, there is no rule out the possibility that nobles who are nobles in public but become bandits in private!

After all, sometimes the difference between soldiers and bandits is just one word. Roland had encountered quite a few scumbags who did this kind of dirty work in the game, so Jessie Ava only dared to breathe a sigh of relief when Roland proposed the magic contract.

"Alright! Let's pack up and get ready to go!" Lance also mounted a strong Shire horse. After all, everyone was traveling on horseback. The idea of ​​riding to Gondor on two legs was like a mouse licking a cat's paw—looking for trouble! Once we got to Gondor, Baron Lance's legs would be worn down to his thighs.

“Yes, Your Excellency!” Jessie Ava replied respectfully.

"Your Highness, I'm leaving! I will definitely complete your mission!" Lance said quietly, pounding his chest as he looked north from the camp beside the farmland. There, King Roland was leading everyone in turning the soil and sowing seeds, busy and happy, and no one noticed the quiet departure of this group.

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"These heavy cavalry are so delicate!" Lance looked helplessly at the troops that had stopped behind him. As heavy cavalry, their battlefield should be on the plains, not in the woods! The most crucial thing was that the more Lance led them, the more difficult the path became.

"Your Highness Jessie, is the way you're leading us alright?" Lance could only ask Jessie, who was leaning against him with a dark compass, with a dark face.

“Of course, no problem! This is an epic-level magical item—the Pentagram Treasure Compass! It’s not just for finding directions, it’s also very accurate at finding treasures below epic level!” Jessie Ava said proudly. The Goblin Empire still left behind a lot of good things, at least this treasure-hunting compass is quite good.

"Hiss!" The soldiers standing nearby could only grin. This thing was a real treasure! Although it didn't look impressive, its effects were truly amazing!
"Crack!" The ranger clearing the way ahead casually chopped open the bushes that had just sprouted tender buds, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Why did you stop?" Lance asked unhappily, glancing at Jessie as he spoke, secretly worried that his team might have stumbled into a dead end.

"Baron! It's a Pegasus!" a ranger quickly whispered after gesturing for silence.

"What! Pegasus!" Lance was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed! Pegasus Knights were the most numerous type of Sky Knights, and the gentle Pegasus was much easier to serve than other flying magical beasts!

"Don't move! Take me to see this!" Lance gestured with his hand.

I have a fever of 38.9 degrees Celsius today. If I have to stop updating, please don't miss me, because I'm going to die.

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