"Unfortunately, only three people, including you, survived."
Three people. Ronan's heart sank as he hurriedly asked,
"Who were they?"
"Prince Gaogen and a female elf."
"I see... Dario still died." Ronan's mood darkened at once. That cheerful man had still failed to make it through. He was the son of Terra's marshal and should have had a wonderful future, but that was war. Who could guarantee that they would not die in the next battle?
Even with the system's help, Ronan had nearly died in that castle. After composing himself, Ronan asked the physician again,
"How is the situation at the front?"
"I'm not sure. I only know that both sides are currently fighting over Fortress Two."
"How are my injuries? When can I fight again?"
"Your wounds are healing very quickly, far faster than an ordinary person's. However, your body has been severely overdrawn. You'll need another month of recuperation before you can barely move around. If you want to recover enough to fight, it will probably take two or three months." Ronan knew his rapid wound healing was the effect of the Water of Life, but both the Water of Life and the stimulants had severely drained his cellular vitality. The price was his lifespan.
"All right, then I'll leave it to you during this time. I hope I can recover quickly and return to the battlefield!" After all, without fighting, there would be no reputation or honor. Ronan was still thinking about how much reputation he could earn by defeating Tiberius and the others.
Moreover, Ronan's third-stage mission had already been completed, and the fifty points of honor had been credited. The two potions had drained more than half the honor Ronan had previously saved up, so he had finally recovered some of it.
Ronan's fourth- and