Amber Sword Chapter 30 - 30 Scene 10 Battlefield First Aid

30: Scene 10 Battlefield First Aid 30: Scene 10 Battlefield First Aid Sophie stared at his attributes for a while, but ultimately did not make a decision.

Better to play it by ear, it’s not ti yet anyway.

However, he had ten points of Skill Experience from upgrading his Militia Level which had to be used imdiately.

After all, in a dangerous environnt, any excess strength counts.

Normally, using it to study swordsmanship or Fighting Skills would be a good choice, and any average person here would do just that.

But Sophie hesitated for a mont, considering sothing else.

So he let the data fade from his retina, raised his head to look at the others.

He found these young militia mbers still imrsed in their previous excitent, a slight astonishnt on his face, then he imdiately showed a serious expression.

This is not a good sign.

He gestured to Miss Roman to help him sit up a bit, then asked loudly, “I say, do you all think it’s safe now?”

The voice wasn’t loud, but it made everyone in the area freeze, the surrounding beca silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Sophie still had so lingering influence, these young militia hadn’t forgotten who guided them to victory previously.

Speaking of which, the alarming words this young man said a while ago were now becoming reality, weren’t they?

Only now did they realize this might indeed not be the ti for celebration.

Being re fish on the chopping board yet still dancing around felt oddly inappropriate.

So everyone simultaneously stopped and looked towards him.

Sophie was very weak, but he had a quality that could lead them to victory.

Everyone believed it——

Even Frey sighed lightly.

This should have been her duty, yet she lost control of her emotions just like her team mbers, forgetting the responsibility she should bear as captain.

Thinking this, the ponytailed girl couldn’t help but show a guilty expression.

“Bandage the wounds, clean up the battlefield, think about what you’ve learned in training, you don’t need to remind you, right?” Sophie also sighed, these naive young n were even more inexperienced than newbies, but luckily their physique was better than ordinary NPCs.

Of course, that was only compared to NPCs; compared to players, they were nothing.

Hero templates are hero templates, think about those initial attributes and growth——forget it, better not dwell on it.

Sophie couldn’t help but rub his forehead.

Under his reminder, Buqi’s young militia quickly took action.

Indeed, the wounded needed bleeding control and cleaning, and those Bone Skeletons’ swords and armor could be collected, especially chain armor which was far superior to their leather armor in protection.

Others, under Sophie’s direction, extinguished the bonfire—a task that made him laugh and cry—lighting a bonfire behind enemy lines, he really wondered what these guys were thinking.

Frey was initially looking to see if there was anything she could lend a hand with, after all Sophie wasn’t familiar with them, right?

But the ponytailed girl soon found it wasn’t necessary; in every aspect, the young man nad Brand considered things much more thoroughly than she did.

She couldn’t help but fiddle with her long ponytail, feeling puzzled: Are the militia from Brags and Buqi really that different?

Frey had always thought city folks weren’t that much stronger than them, but now in front of Sophie, she couldn’t help but feel a bit disheartened.

How could this be.

In contrast, Miss Roman didn’t have so many worries; she had already happily joined the others in organizing the spoils of war.

This future rchant girl seed particularly interested in that.

Sophie noticed that the naive young man nad Little Phenix had run alone to the unconscious Josen.

He looked up and asked everyone:

“What about Josen?”

This question stunned everyone.

For a mont, an unusual silence spread among the people.

Indeed, they were young folks who knew each other from the sa village, familiar with one another, truly good friends.

Josen was the most timid among them, but they didn’t expect he would do such a thing.

Although forced into it, this behavior akin to betrayal still hurt them.

It was as if a pure world had cracked a slit; distrust among people began to form just like this.