When Kabara woke up, thick gauze had been wrapped around her arms. The pain was still faintly felt, but it was insignificant compared to when it was sprayed by the red mist at first.
This made her a little surprised.
The wound on the arm is not fatal. In theory, it will not be treated the first time. It is not surprising that it is left to the end or simply waits for self-healing. After all, the characteristics and importance of the little angel's abilities are what any new recruit will be told repeatedly. She doesn't think that the sand people will be treated specially. If it is the bad aspect, it is still possible.
But if it wasn't due to ability, how could the wound heal so quickly
Could it be…
There was a sudden uneasiness in her heart.
Maybe we have to get out of here quickly and go back to the barracks.
"Fala, right?" A nurse noticed her behavior and walked over to look at the name tag hanging on the bedside, "How do you feel now?"
"It's not a big problem, you can return to the team at any time." She rolled over and got out of bed, pretending to be unwilling, "Several of my partners died at the hands of the devil, and I want them to pay the price immediately!"
"My condolences." The nurse nodded. "But before that, you have to go to the camp tent. Miss Nana Pyne wants to see you."
Kabara was slightly startled, "She... wants to see me? But my injury is almost done."
"I don't know the reason, but she explained it on purpose." The other party smiled, "The other soldiers want to meet and can't see it. Come with me."
Kabara looked at the unguarded back of the nurse, and after a moment of hesitation, she followed.
Passing through layers of levels, in a tent, she saw the legendary angel.
Judging from the appearance alone, the other party really fits the image passed down by word of mouth in the First Army. She is petite and cute, her skin is white and rosy, and her eyes seem to have not completely shaken off her childishness. It is more appropriate to describe it without wind and rain. Kabara couldn't help but feel a bit of luck, maybe things weren't as bad as she expected.
"Then... do you have anything to do with me?"
It's a pity that the other party's first sentence shattered all her fantasies.
"I'm curious, you are obviously a witch, why do you want to hide your identity and join the First Army like ordinary people?"
"I... I don't quite understand..." Kabara replied stubbornly, did Joda report this to the top...
"Your injury." Nana pointed to her arm, "Although there are many wounds, most of them are caused by sharp objects. The devil's claws can't do this. I think it should be a dagger or a bayonet-like weapon. In addition, when I cleaned the wound, I found that the red mist has corroded the traces. It will penetrate the muscles under the skin, and even reach the bones. Only witches can be hurt by this. Even if you deliberately destroy the wound, this cannot be faked. "
Kabara closed her mouth.
The other party didn't hear the news from Joda, and the reasoning was clear, so she didn't even have room for sophistry. Before, I thought that the other party was innocent and simple, and maybe they could use words or pretend to be confused to pass the test, but now it seems like a ridiculous plan.
After a while, she whispered, "Have you ever seen a witch corrupted by the red mist?"
Nana pouted, "Myself."
Kabara was stunned.
"It is said that the red mist will cause extremely serious harm to witches, but no one knows the specific treatment method, so I have to test it myself." The little girl said calmly, "In case any sister is really injured by the red mist. , I have nothing to do, don't I have to regret it for the rest of my life?" She paused, "Fortunately, as long as you don't inhale a lot of red mist or get sprayed on a vital part of your head, you can be rescued in a short time. . So you remember, the next time this happens, the safest thing to do is to cut off the arm immediately."
Kabara was dumbfounded. She still can't forget how intense the pain was when she was eroded by the red mist. Generally, after experiencing it once, she would never want to try it a second time, but listening to the other party's tone, it seemed like a repetition. Like several times. But when it came to this point, Nana's expression didn't change much, and it couldn't be connected with her slightly immature appearance.
Greenhouse flowers from aristocratic families
Do not make jokes!
She let out a long sigh. Looking back now, although she was once a goddess, she never seemed to have the upper hand in the negotiation, whether it was the Queen of Clear Water or a little girl from the North.
"...My name is Kabara, I come from the Sandstone clan, and Fara is just a pseudonym." Kabara gave up all her struggles and revealed her past one by one. At this point, it was impossible for the First Army to let her stay any longer, and because she once served for the Great Chief's mortal enemy, the third princess of Greycastle, Garcia, it was not surprising that she was taken back to Neverwinter for trial.
Although Roland Wimbledon insisted on treating witches kindly, it did not mean that he would treat the enemy's subordinates kindly.
"I'm curious, how did you deceive the Church Purists in the battle of Wolf Heart?" Nana asked.
"In addition to ordering others, the command art can also be used to order oneself. If it is only one person, it can even do some things beyond its own limits, and death is one of them." Kabara said slowly, "Received the order. Afterwards, my breathing and heartbeat will stop temporarily, and at that time, the Pure Ones and the Judgment Army were still chasing down the Wolf King, and they didn't waste too much time on me."
"I see, the scar on your face was left at that time, right?" Miss Pyne pondered for a while, "I don't quite understand, you said that you joined the First Army for the sake of the remaining clansmen, so why did you still To remain anonymous and not even tell the clan that he is alive?"
"What can I say? Take everyone to fight for a permanent oasis, but in the end I am the only one who survives?" Kabara revealed an unspeakable bitterness, "They entrusted their trust and hope to me, but I Turned them into irrational monsters. Thousands of young Zhuang people died in a foreign country, and the Sandstone clan was almost annexed. What face do I have to return to the clan?"
"The recruitment of the first army among the sand people made me realize that the only compensation I can make is to join the army, and then exchange the merits for the green space for the people to live in. The sand people's review is not as strict as yours, I made up an identity and gained Brian's trust when we were besieging the Furious Waves and the Boneless Clan." She lowered her head and said, "As for what you want to do with me, but... please don't turn your anger on the Sandstone Clan. The rest are children and women and children who didn't play for Garcia Wimbledon."
"I see," Nana nodded. "Go back."
"What...?" Kabara couldn't react for a while.
"I came to you to ask you if you want to remove the scar on your face." The little girl spread her hands, "But now it seems that your answer is no. Since that is the case, then I have nothing to say."
She opened her mouth, not knowing what to pick up.
That's right, she has never had the upper hand in negotiations, and she was often speechless when negotiating with the Queen of Clear Water in the past, just like now...
But the two feel very different.
"By the way, the Star Flower Troupe has a performance tonight, in the Xi'an camp," Nana laughed. "If you return to the group now, you might be able to watch the ending."
Kabara bit her lip, bowed to her with the Sandman's courtesy, and turned to leave the tent.