For a woman, the most important thing may not be life, but the thing she values most is definitely "appearance."
When Ursula was a child, she was a very lovable child. She was quiet, sensible, and had fair skin and delicate features like her mother. She was a beauty since she was a child.
However, the ruthless fate played a particularly cruel joke with little Ursula.
Three years after her sister Safina was born, and when Ursula was just six years old, a fire, caused by their father's potion-making mistake, swept through the house.
The blazing demonic flames took away the lives of their parents and almost burned the two sisters who were taking a nap on the second floor to ashes.
Fortunately, Ursula wasn't sleeping deeply at the time. When the flames spread from the laboratory on the third floor to the stairs on the second floor, she was finally choked awake by a puff of smoke.
When she was only six years old at the time, facing the billowing smoke and hot flames, there was only one thought left in her little head - she had to take her sister Safina outside no matter what.
Yes, on this point alone, she succeeded.
I don’t know where the young Ursula got the strength to drag Safina to the living room on the first floor and push her out of the window that was taller than her.
But by that time, the fire was so intense that it was difficult for her to move. It was a huge miracle that she could get her sister out of the window. It was obviously impossible for her to climb out by herself.
The burnt-out wooden floorboards, carrying fierce flames, hit her body, causing the young girl to feel unimaginable pain.
The skin was withering and shriveling, the muscles were twisting and breaking, and most of the body was almost unconscious... However, the tears were evaporated by the high temperature just as they were shed, and even the slightest bit of blood could not flow out despite being covered in wounds.
Ursula thought she might be dying at that time.
But she was not dead after all. Larson, the maid who went out to buy ingredients, caught up at the last moment. After she saw Safina crying in the flower bed outside the window, she realized that there should be someone inside the window, and then she He rescued her from the fire through many narrow escapes.
Unfortunately, even after emergency treatment, Ursula's life was saved, but Ursula's severe injuries from being deeply burned by the magic flames still left her with irreparable disabilities.
"... Sometimes I also think that if I had been burned to death at that time, maybe I wouldn't have to face this cruelty again? Mr. McClain, do you know? Not only have I never let anyone except Safina and Larson Many people have seen my appearance, and even I haven’t looked in the mirror in almost ten years..."
Ursula closed her eyes slightly and said slowly:
"Of course, perhaps the only thing I have never regretted is rescuing Safina."
That's right, if she hadn't tried to save her sister Safina at that time, she would have escaped from home intact - she could easily open the door with a chair, and at that time, the flames were probably not even there yet It can burn to the first floor.
For a six-year-old child, even if she ran away alone, no one would blame her.
"It's the same thing," Maka couldn't help but shake her head after hearing what she said, "It's good to be alive... Look, that guy Haierbo didn't even become a human being in order to get a longer life. , it can be seen that 'living' is indeed a very wonderful thing!"
As he was speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked casually:
"By the way, what happened to the mask Safina has been wearing? Is her face burned?"
"No, there's nothing wrong with her face, it's just..." Ursula couldn't help but said sadly after hearing him ask about it, "Although she didn't say it, I know that she wears a mask every day to prevent me from suffering more pain. - She looks very similar to me, and also looks very similar to my mother, especially her nose and mouth, it’s like they were carved from the same mold.”
Hearing her talk about nose and mouth, Maka lowered her head subconsciously, but saw Ursula hurriedly turned her head away.
"Don't look at me... I'm sorry, please don't look at me... I'm sorry..."
Ursula seemed to have forgotten how to speak and kept apologizing. When Maka saw this, she could only shake her head again.
"Don't worry, I've seen scarier ones," he smiled, then raised his head and looked forward again, briefly recalling, "I don't know if Haierbo's body has recovered yet. "
The two of them chatted softly while walking towards the block - the giant snake Yeer was still fighting the two living corpses.
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"Safina, is that Maka McClain?"
After Maca left with Ursula, Safina and Ms. Larson, who were left behind, could only sit in the driving seat of the carriage, looking at the neighborhood not far away in a daze.
It can be seen that the violent and large-scale thunderstorms just now are gradually coming to an end, but it is obvious that that area is still very dangerous. Because the battle is still going on.
After hearing the maid Larson's question, Safina nodded and said:
"Yes, that's Mr. MacLean - to be honest, he is a little different from what I imagined. He is so young, and I am about the same age, but he obviously has such great strength, but he doesn't seem to have the slightest bit of strength. Arrogant and impetuous... Moreover, when he saw his sister's appearance, he was not surprised at all, and even-"
Safina was actually shocked by this. Because even she, the younger sister, did not dare to approach her sister Ursula for a long time, which caused Ursula to feel depressed for several years.
She knew very well that it was no longer a question of whether she had good intentions or not - her sister's terrifying appearance was far beyond what ordinary people could easily accept.
However, McClain not only showed no concern at all, but even decisively took Ursula out of the car.
This act alone made the three people present, including Ursula herself, feel a strange sense of security.
"… He is not an ordinary person."
After hesitating for a long time, Safina could only summarize Maka in this sentence.
Beside her, Ms. Larson nodded after hearing her words.
"It's just," Larson thought for a moment, but then said hesitantly, "For some reason, I always feel that Mr. McClain is not very willing to help us... Um, no, I can't say that?"
"Didn't Mr. McClain mention it?" Safina said immediately, "He seems to have encountered some problems, so although he wants to help, he has other concerns... I hope he will be fine!"