The Frost Giants' bodies lay sprawled on the ground, their massive forms lifeless, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.The soldiers busily cleaned up the battlefield, while the knights attended to their comrades' injuries.Fortunately, with ample preparation, casualties were not severe.Most people only suffered minor frostbite or scrapes, which could be handled with the ointments and bandages they carried.Several physicians were busy nearby, bandaging wounds and applying warm medicine to the injured to prevent the cold from entering their bodies.However, the knight who had been sent flying by the rampaging Frost Giants was severely injured.His face was pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his armor had been shattered by the giant, and his chest was deeply caved in.Clearly, his ribs were fractured, and his internal organs were likely heavily damaged.Although he still had a faint breath, whether he could survive was an unknown.The physician knelt beside him, his expression solemn: "The injuries are too severe; conventional treatment simply won't save him."The knights gathered around looked uneasy; this was their comrade.Just moments ago, they had fought side by side, and now he lay here, on the verge of death."He cannot die." Everyone looked up to find Louis already standing nearby.He slowly took out a dark green crystal bottle from his embrace, the liquid inside emitting a faint glow.That was an extremely precious Life Potion, capable of rapidly healing wounds and even pulling severely injured individuals back from the brink of death.Such potions were highly valued even by nobles, who would not use them unless absolutely necessary.Louis said nothing more, knelt on one knee, and personally poured the potion into the injured man's mouth.As the potion entered, a miracle slowly began to unfold.His previously faint breathing gradually stabilized, and a hint of color returned to his pale cheeks.His caved-in chest slowly rose, fractured bones began to heal, and torn internal tissues gradually recovered.His almost stagnant heartbeat regained its strength.The breath of life returned to this dying knight."His life is no longer in danger," the physician sighed in relief, "but as for how much he will recover, that depends on his fate."The knights watched this scene, their gazes complex.They looked at Louis with awe in their eyes, never expecting Louis to use such a precious potion on a knight.Their loyalty to Louis increased once more."My Lord..." Lambert whispered, "You shouldn't waste such a potion on him."Louis stood up, a faint smile on his {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} face: "He fought for me, for Red Tide Territory. How is it a waste to use it on him?"His gaze swept over everyone present, his voice firm: "I will never easily abandon those who are loyal to me."At once, all the knights straightened their backs in silence.They bowed their heads and clutched their chests, responding with a knight's salute, without words, yet more resolute than any oath.In truth, Louis also felt a pang of regret for this potion.This was a life-saving potion his older sister, born of the same parents, had secretly given him before he left for the Northern Lands; there were only three bottles in total.The first bottle went to the unconscious Sif.The second bottle went to this severely injured knight.Now, he only had the last bottle left in his hand.Thinking of this, his heart felt somewhat complicated.It was false to say he didn't feel a pang of regret; this was something that could save a life, and if kept on him, it might save his own life at a critical moment.Yet, he had used it just like that, though he didn't regret it.He saved Sif; perhaps one day in the future, this little princess of the Han Yue Tribe could bring some value.He also saved this knight, which would let the soldiers of Red Tide Territory know that their lord would not easily abandon them, thus fostering cohesion."Forget it, I'll keep the last bottle for myself," Louis sighed softly, casually putting the empty bottle into his embrace.Next, it was time for the commendation and reward ceremony.Louis stood solemnly before everyone, and as their lord, personally presented awards to every deserving person."In this expedition, we annihilated four Frost Giants, and everyone contributed!If it were other lords, perhaps they wouldn't specifically hold a commendation ceremony, but I am different; merit should be rewarded."He paused, looking at the expectant eyes of the crowd before him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly."However, ahem, I think you also know—I am truly poor."The soldiers exchanged glances, and then someone chuckled, "Pfft."Louis shrugged helplessly: "However, since you've earned merit, there must be some benefits."As his words fell, bursts of cheers and applause erupted.The rewards were simple—fresh fish, game, grain, and a small amount of gold coins, but no one showed any dissatisfaction.Because they knew in their hearts that Louis had already done enough.He was not a lord who only made empty promises; he was willing to save his soldiers.He was willing, even when financially strapped, to do his best to reward them after they had fought valiantly.Moreover, most lords who dispatched troops to conquer foreign races or monsters would not give any commendations or rewards to their soldiers and knights.After the battle, simply returning to rest was considered a grace.But Louis was different.Their lord would personally step forward, acknowledge their contributions, and promise to issue more rewards in the future.This was what they valued most."It is our honor to serve Lord Louis!""May the Dragon Ancestor bless Red Tide Territory!"All the soldiers and knights had no complaints, and even felt grateful.They happily accepted the modest rewards, with satisfied smiles on their faces.As for how to deal with these giant corpses, that was a problem.The Northern Lands lacked food, and every piece of meat was incredibly precious; if it were ordinary prey, it would have long been skinned, butchered, and sent to the smokehouse to be cured into dried meat.But Frost Giants, after all, were humanoid creatures.Louis looked at the massive corpses, feeling some resistance.Moreover, although Red Tide Territory currently had limited resources, it was not yet at the point where it needed to rely on such means to fill its stomach."Do not consume them; take all of them back for processing," he decisively ordered.The knights had no objections; their lord always acted with principles.But abandoning the bodies would be too wasteful.After all, these Frost Giants' bodies contained immense cold energy, and even after death, their flesh and blood were still rich in special nutrients.Thinking of this, Louis suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Since they can't be eaten, let them be put to good use. They can be made into fertilizer for fertilization.""Fertilizer?" Lambert was slightly startled, then nodded thoughtfully.That was a good idea; the giants' flesh and blood were rich in demonic energy, and if processed, they should greatly improve the barren land of Red Tide Territory."Take them back and hand them over to Agricultural Affairs Officer Mick for processing."So the soldiers began to clear the battlefield, dragging the giants' bodies onto simple wooden frames, and slowly transporting them back to Red Tide Territory with horses.

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