Chapitre 141: Carl Vs Billford [2]

Are you okay?"

"I'm okay."

"Would you like to receive treatment?"

"It's okay. I'm already fine." Carl spoke leisurely, lowering his visor and extending his hand to Harmon.

Harmon was worried about Carl, but it was all for nothing. Carl was completely fine.

Harmon had never seen Carl in combat, let alone seen him recover from his injuries within hours.

The flag rose again and waved, and Carl looked across, holding the reins tight.

Phew!

The moment the trumpet sounded, Carl and Billford once again ran towards each other.

Carl licked his blood-soaked lips and clenched his teeth. If he made one mistake, his tongue would be cut off.

Billford stood firm, intent on unhorsing Carl as he had at first. Carl had told him to fight with all his heart, and Billford was doing so without regard for consequences.

That old-fashioned aspect made him a great guy, but when he actually got beaten up, it felt a bit unfair.