Lucian was hot.
The throat arrow seemed to contain a very special poison. When the throat arrow pierced his body, the originally sealed poison sac burst and injected into his body. He felt weak, painful, and as if he was burned by fire.
He wanted to tell Wade that what he said before was a lie to Arthur Gibran - at least, to avoid giving Wade a rather stupid misunderstanding. But he couldn't make a sound.
Wade seemed to have brought him back to the palace and placed him on a bed. Doctors came in and out one by one, but no one could explain what the poison was. This accident seemed to have alarmed Simon of the Dragon Clan, and he heard Simon's voice... and the last voice, from someone who was also familiar.
It was the voice of the elven priest Beavis.
"This is an extremely sinister poison. It seems to be made from the souls of many undead people in an extremely cruel way... It is the secret technique of the dark elves!"
"Continuous burning..."
"To undo it..."
"Elves, the Tree of the World..."
"But before arriving, it will..."
All the noise stopped from a certain moment.
Lucian closed his eyes and lay on the bed. A cold force was injected into his body, flowing through his blood vessels to his limbs and bones. His skin felt itchy, and Lucian trembled and said vaguely, "I didn't..."
"I didn't want to escape..."
At that moment, he felt the owner of the power seemed to tremble. Then, the man gritted his teeth and said: "You are always like this, knowing clearly that I..."
The power injected into his body seemed endless. Lucian finally fell into a deep sleep in the cool comfort.
At the same time, Wade sat at the head of the bed, closing his eyes tightly and swallowing back the blood that was about to be spit out.
He transferred the poison that Lucian was poisoned with to his own body. This poison was extremely strong, and after receiving the help of the blood drops of the undead in his body, it was even more ecstatic and surged through his body.
I can’t spit out blood in front of Lucian.
He thought.
He supported himself to stand up from Lucian's bed, but failed the first time and fell to the ground. So he tried to stand up the second time, holding on to the wall and stumbling out.
This wasn't out of fear of frightening Lucian.
But it was because he couldn't let Lucian see him weak.
He must not let Lucian... be proud of himself because he realized that he was weak and not strong enough.
When Wade walked out of the room, Lilith saw his pale face and was so scared that she hurried to help him.
But Wade waved his hand away.
"We will set off for the elves in two days." Wade said to Lilith, "Have someone prepare."
Lilith lowered her eyes: "Yes."
…
Lucian fell into a coma for a long time.
His body was fighting the poison, falling into a coma and unable to sense the outside world. During this time, his mind was chatting with the system in his mind. The system worriedly said, "Wade really won't take those words you lied to Gibran seriously?"
"How is that possible? Wade is not that stupid." Lucian said, "It's not like he doesn't know that I love to lie."
System: "By the way, your body is almost recovered. Do you want to let it take care of you for a while, or go back by yourself?"
Lucian: "Is the noodles still poisonous?"
System: "A little bit, but very good."
Lucian didn't know that Weide had drained most of the poison from his body and that he needed the sap of the World Tree as an antidote just like him. He felt pain when he heard that his body could still be poisoned, and he hesitated for a while before returning to his own body.
As soon as he returned to his body, he found that he was not in the human palace. The furnishings in the room were quite elven, and a puppet maid was sitting beside him, feeding him water.
It seems that he has been idle for a long time in a retarded state.
The system said: "I have good news for you. Wade is going crazy."
“That’s great.” Lucian said lazily, “This time he will definitely cry and praise me for blocking the knife for him.”
The system was speechless: "... You are obviously quite smart, how come you forgot that you couldn't cast a spell at that time?"
Lucian smiled. Suddenly, he blinked and said, "What if I tell you that I did it on purpose?"
System: “!! What!!”
"I blocked an arrow for Wade, got injured for Wade... Do you think I don't owe him anything?" Lucian said, "You know, I've been injured too. In his eyes, am I a little bit even with him? I remember that's how No. 6 collected guilt points. He got injured for the target and then made them feel guilty..."
There was no sadness in his voice when he spoke, but when he thought about it carefully, there was a hint of naive cruelty in his voice.
He seemed to feel that as long as he was injured, he would be more involved in this world, more even...
A little bit about the romance between Vader and "Lucian".
Lucian suddenly felt a little excited, and was looking forward to seeing Wade crying bitterly. After drinking some water, he lay down again, staring blankly at the ceiling, and felt that his physical condition was not that bad.
While he was unconscious, he had heard some fragments of information about the poison. He had been prepared to stay idle for the entire period before detoxification because of the pain. He only returned to his own body because he wanted to see Vader crying bitterly.
But now he felt that apart from some muscle soreness, slight fever and weakness, the effect of the poison was not that serious.
In short, it seemed that it was not as serious as what he heard while in a coma.
After Lucian lay in bed waiting for a long time, the door opened.
It was Wade who walked in. When Lucian saw Wade for the first time, he felt something was wrong.
Now, Wade's skin was as white as snow, and his lips were as red as blood. His eyes were dark and deep, similar to his appearance when he couldn't control the blood of the undead in the past. He stared at Lucian who had woken up and sat beside him.
Being stared at for such a long time without saying a word by Wade, Lucian felt a little numb on his scalp and was a little confused.
This was completely different from what he had imagined Wade would look like when he faced him now!
Lucian lowered his eyes and said in a slightly weak voice: "Where are we now?"
"The elves' territory." Wade said, "I ended the meeting early and brought you to the elves. The poison you were poisoned with came from a secret method of the dark elves. Arthur bought it on the black market."
This is not surprising. As a cold and crazy believer, Arthur Gibran never minded using various means to punish those he considered "traitors". As long as he could cause enough harm to the traitors, he would not hesitate to use any method.
"Oh..." Lucian asked, "Is this poison very strong?"
He looked at Vader with confused eyes, trying to remind himself that Vader was seriously poisoned. But Vader did not speak in the way he wanted.
"Unfortunately, a few months ago, the light elves and dark elves of the elven tribe started a war. This poison was made by the dark elves who were exiled to the outside world. To completely solve it, you need to use the sap of the elven sacred tree - the World Tree, and the elven priests must personally prepare the antidote and pray for the tree's mercy - you have to know that there is a layer of barrier made of divine power around the tree. No one can successfully enter this barrier except the elven priests recognized by the sacred tree."
Lucian knew this, of course, and also knew that this barrier had been a significant obstacle for the original creator, Vader, to seize the divine blood. Once the barrier was forcibly opened, the powerful elves would receive an alert.
Not to mention that the drop of blood taken by the elves was exactly a green crystal in the body of the World Tree. To obtain the crystal, one needs to forcibly tear open the World Tree and take the crystal core from its injured and bleeding body.
"It is the duty of the light elves to remove the poison left by the dark elves. After all, it was they who failed to take good care of their own people. Therefore, we arrived at the elves' homeland ten days ago and stayed here temporarily." Wade said, "While you were unconscious, I had obtained the antidote and let you take it. However, since the poison is too strong, you will need to recuperate here in the next few days until the poison is completely metabolized."
"...Oh." Lucian said.
No wonder he still felt a little uncomfortable. From what Wade said, the strong poison had stayed in his body for at least seven days. The damage caused during that time was already enough to accumulate.
“… I’m sorry to have caused you trouble.” Lucian deliberately lowered his eyelashes again, “I made you make a special trip to the elves’ territory.”
He was hinting to Wade that he was injured for him.
"… Not just for you, but also to get the blood of the elves. On weekdays, the World Tree has been protected in a barrier created by divine power. The night of the full moon is when the World Tree's protection of the divine blood is the weakest. That drop of blood is in the body of the World Tree." Wade said calmly, "I will go in when the time comes and take out what I need."
Lucian: “…”
Lucian was a little unhappy. From beginning to end, Vader never mentioned that he was "injured for him". Although this incident could not be regarded as Lucian "injured for Vader", it was more of an accident.
But Lucian couldn't stand being ignored by Vader.
"... Wade, I'm sorry." So he whispered and started pretending again, "At that time, I thought, I..."
As he spoke, he lowered his eyelashes and said: "... Now I am injured because of you, fortunately you didn't..."
Wade reached out his hand, and Lucian thought he was going to touch the side of his face.
But Wade's fingers finally touched his neck.
Lucian opened his eyes wide, and he watched as Wade grabbed his neck and pressed on him. At that moment, he suddenly realized that Wade's palm was very hot, as if something was burning inside.
Vader was wearing pitch-black clothes, but Lucian could faintly smell a strange, bloody smell from him—it was as if underneath the clothes, there was a body that was constantly being injured and healed.
"For me?" He heard Vader's strange voice, "Getting hurt for me, blocking the arrow for me..."
Lucian: …
Why did Wade go crazy again and strangle him
He coughed and was pressed down on the bed by Wade. Wade's voice was bloodthirsty and almost terrifying: "Lucian, why do you think you can block that arrow for me..."
"I… "
Lucian struggled. He wanted to say that Vader was unreasonable, but Vader's fingers tightened little by little. He opened his mouth and breathed hard. Vader whispered in his ear: "This is what it feels like to be on the verge of death."
"Your body is in pain all over, and your lips are trying hard to take the last breath. How uncomfortable, Lucian, how scared, Lucian, this is death..." Vader's voice was like a devil, echoing in his ears, "You were shot by that arrow 'for me'... Whether it was out of sincerity, or just to please me, to ask for my 'forgiveness'... or later, you did something stupid like this, using your insignificant life to exchange for forgiveness."
"All you'll get is this painful death," Wade said. "Do you still want to do this?"
Vader released his fingers. At that moment, Lucian finally came back from the feeling of near death. He covered his neck, and at that moment he began to cough and tried to breathe in fresh air. Vader held him, his expression almost twisted.
There was still some residual poison burning in his body - that was the effect of that horrible poison. During the few days when Lucian was unconscious, he held him and smelled the bloody smell of his body burning, rotting, and constantly being repaired.
This smell almost appeared in Lucian's body.
He looked at the coughing Lucian and imagined this possibility… This possibility would have happened as long as he hadn't transferred the poison to himself.
He wanted to go crazy.
"If you do this again, I will kill you." He suddenly twisted his voice and said, "You want to use death to escape from me and please me? Rather than letting you die at the hands of other assassins, it is better..."
Let you die in my hands.
More blood rushed to his throat. Wade stood up grimly and tried to swallow it down.
He would never let Lucian see that he was injured for him.
He must not let Lucian know... that he had transferred the poison from his body in order to keep him alive.
He would never let Lucian know that he was willing to do this for him.
Wade turned around and was about to leave. Lucian sat on the bed, his eyes still a little angry and annoyed, with tears in them.
It would have been fine if Wade didn't praise him this time, but why did he pinch him