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"Master Mentor!" Seeing Hakara's fall, the witches rushed around in a panic.
"Idiot! Cough..." She clutched her wound, only to feel completely unconscious in her lower body, "Quick, go and kill that traitor for me!"
At this time, Nightingale had already taken Wendy with him, escaping into the mist.
Back at the fork in the road, she saw that Wendy's forearm, who had fallen into a coma, had turned black, and the venom was gradually spreading, so she could no longer hesitate. She gritted her teeth, lifted the other person's sleeve, tied the upper edge of her arm with a cloth belt, and then pulled out a hiltless dagger from the sole of her shoe and stabbed it down hard.
It took her half a quarter of an hour to cut off Wendy's entire arm, take off her robe and wrap it carefully, and then pulled out two straps and tied it behind her back. As long as she can return to Border Town alive, Nana can keep this broken arm intact.
But... can you really go back alive
It took three days to come here by myself, and it will only be slower to move behind my back. If she was walking too fast and accidentally slipped down the trail, she was not sure that she would still be able to climb up.
Wendy's arm was still oozing blood, and it wouldn't last for three or four days, but Nightingale had no choice, she would never leave Wendy alone—the other party was hurt for her own sake.
"Do you need help?"
Hearing the questioning voice that suddenly appeared, Nightingale spread out the fog almost at the same time and assumed a defensive posture.
But there was no one in front of her.
"Don't be nervous, I don't want to fight you."
Nightingale raised her head and found that the other party was actually floating in the air, "Who are you?"
"My name is Lightning, and it's not long since I joined the Co-Aid Association. I run outside every day. It's normal that you don't know me." She pretended to smile lightly, "But I know you, the famous Nightingale, the killer in the shadows. "
"Hakkara sent you here?"
"No, no, don't get me wrong," the lightning slowly fell, and one foot tapped the ground, "I want to go with you."
Nightingale wondered for a moment if she heard it wrong, "What?"
"You said, we should have the right to freely choose our own way of life," she paused, "I choose you, it's that simple."
"Why... for what?" Nightingale had already been completely disappointed in the mutual aid society, and even Wendy couldn't fully believe in herself, but the girl in front of her—she was indeed still a child, about fourteen or fifteen years old, similar to Nana. . He has short, crisp blonde hair, a bright face, and his words are full of confidence that doesn't match his age. She was not wearing the robes issued by the mutual aid society, but a set of tight-fitting trousers for ease of movement, plus a short leather jacket full of pockets and patches, too old to tell the year, and finally matched with two pieces around the waist. The thick belt I picked up from somewhere looked like a man's clothing at first glance.
"Because of what you said, the whirring black machines that sprayed white air, turned into stone-gray powder when wetted with water, and snow awns that made thunderous noises, I want to go and see them." She raised her head and said. , "I am determined to be an explorer, and of course I want to go to interesting places."
What's the reason for this... Nightingale was stunned, she sounded indifferent, but the consciousness was telling herself that the other party didn't lie.
"I don't understand... If you want to be an adventurer, why do you want to join the mutual aid society?"
"It's not an adventurer, it's an explorer!" Lightning emphasized, "I'm not the same as those people who take money to do things. When I say I'm an adventurer, I'm really just a jackal who does all kinds of dirty work. And explorers only do things for fun! As for why she joined the Society..." She said confidently, "Isn't it a great expedition to find the holy mountain? But Hakara doesn't understand the spirit of exploration at all. She is completely obsessed with that ancient book, and she is completely obsessed with anything she finds on the way. They are all related to the content recorded in the ancient books. The stone gate rising from the ground is just two weathered stone pillars. If she continues to search like this, she will never find the real holy mountain. An explorer, You must honestly record everything you see, and it’s not an explorer’s job to follow pictures, which is what my dad has repeatedly emphasized!”
Although she really wanted to know who her father was in order to raise a daughter with such a strange mind, Nightingale knew that this was not the time for small talk, and Wendy's life was at stake. Since the other party had no malicious intentions, it would be good to have one more helper.
"Your ability is to fly?"
"Hmm," Lightning nodded, "Even if you drag the two of you, you can still move forward like the wind."
"Then I'll trouble you," Nightingale neatly tied Wendy behind her, then climbed onto Lightning's back, wrapping her arms around her chest.
"Uh... It's really heavy," Lightning gritted his teeth and slowly rose, "I think, probably, maybe, can't move forward like the wind."
…
The two marched alternately like this, and when the lightning exhausted her stamina, Nightingale took her through the fog. When her strength recovered, Nightingale hung on her back and let her fly forward with her.
Only when both were exhausted and had to stop to rest, would Nightingale tentatively ask her some basic questions—her father, her family, for example.
And Lightning called his father the greatest explorer in the world, and his footprints were all over the ocean. He owns an ocean-going fleet, and the crew affectionately call him Thunder. Her mother died early when she was young, so there are not many memories left. During a voyage of storms and showers, the ship hit a rock and capsized. She was washed ashore on an island by the current and lost contact with her father. Lightning spent nearly two months on the island using the knowledge and skills imparted by her father, and awakened as a witch in winter.
Afterwards, she went all the way west, crossed the strait and flew to the southern border of Greycastle. She felt that as long as she kept on exploring, she would one day be able to reunite with her father in some wonderland—if he was still alive.
Nightingale couldn't get much useful information from these conversations. Her ability can only be used to distinguish whether the other party is lying, but not the authenticity of the content. In other words, as long as someone says that the sun is square, and believes it, the ability will also be judged to be true.
However, some information can be inferred. For example, she must have been born in a wealthy family - a family that is still struggling with food and clothing cannot have the leisure to explore, and owning an ocean-going fleet is also consistent with this judgment. Therefore, a wealthy ocean-going businessman might be Lei Ting's true identity. And Lightning's blond hair doesn't look like the blood of the kingdom mainland, but more like the people of the fjord across the sea.
Wendy woke up several times during this period, and Nightingale took a lot of effort to give her a few sips of water, and then she quickly fell into a coma. Feeling the body temperature getting lower and lower, Nightingale became more and more anxious.
Under the alternating rush of the two, the canyon trail, which originally took three days, took only one and a half days to complete the entire journey. At the entrance, the horse from the prince was still tied in place, and most of the straw piled in front of it was eaten.
Nightingale turned on her horse with Wendy on her back, led the lightning, and ran towards Border Town without stopping.
s. For the children who are chasing more, do you still have free appreciation tickets and starting coins? The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is coming. Let me get a ticket, ask for an extra ticket and an appreciation ticket, and finally rush!