Celia looked at the Poké Ball in her hand uncertainly for a while, originally she just liked its hardness and threw it out to shoot down the two thousand, and she really didn't think about receiving it into the Poké Ball.

After thinking about it, she put the Poké Ball away first.

It doesn't seem to be suitable for the academy to get its wreckage now, although there is a big gap in science and technology, but what if it is really studied by the academy, it will have a great impact on this magical world.

It's impossible to estimate whether it's good or bad, and what if the academy studies it thoroughly and hits her three thousand again, will she hand it over to the academy or not?

In order not to fall into that tangled circle, she made this choice.

"Is my sister okay?" Doris in the back saw that there was no danger, so she trotted over and looked at the traces of the battle around her.

"It's okay, sister, let's go, let's go in." Celia touched her head and took her little hand and walked into the mill.

Now the mill is a little more dilapidated than before, a wall has been smashed by the previous two thousand, and the gravel and dust are still scattered.

Before they could go in, Xibai jumped out of the big hole directly, although her face was covered, she could still see anger in her eyes, looking around angrily.

Celia knew that the situation inside must be a little bad, and couldn't help but say loudly: "What's wrong with Sister Xibai?"

"If I hadn't let it run away, I would have dismantled it with my own hands!" X-Shibai stomped his foot hard and brought Celia and Doris in, regardless of how the two of them would react when they saw the scene inside.

A few rays of sunlight filtered through the window, clearly shining on the dust drifting in the room, and Celia waved her hand to disperse the dust, making the air a little better so that Doris would not choke.

Hebes had already seen the situation inside, and now he was more observant of the somewhat complicated layout of the mill, while Celia was keenly looking at the staircase of the attic on the second floor of the mill.

Two motionless men lay crookedly against the wall, an old man in ragged clothes and a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The old man's body was very thin, with a hunched waist, a thin and boring face, a long beard and eyebrows, and a faint glimpse of the kind smile that he might have had in his life with layers of wrinkles on his face.

A fist-sized wound penetrated through his gray cloth chest, and the wall over there could be seen directly.

The gray blood was still flowing slightly.

"Tick..."

Celia felt that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, it was the first time she felt so angry, why didn't she even let go of the old and weak old man?

"Sister..."Doris was stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to endure the discomfort and look away and hide behind her sister, but she felt that something was wrong with her sister, she couldn't help but put a small hand on her sister's shoulder and whispered.

"Whew-"

Celia took a deep breath and looked at the little boy, who had a very delicate face, but the blood stained on the right side of his face ruined it.

His right hand, a few meters away from his body, stained the ground red.

In addition to the right hand being cut off, there was also a cut mark on his left hand wall arm, but it stopped before it was deep, and she estimated that if it wasn't for them coming, the two thousand would have cut this hand off as well.

Celia looked at his pale face and sighed, although it wasn't Lori, but it was also a little Zhengtai, and she died so miserably.

While she was thinking about how to torture the two thousand and make it confess to the person who controlled it behind it, the three thousand scanned the little boy, but said loudly: "Master, he is not dead yet." ”

Celia was stunned for a moment, hurriedly got out of the way, and hurriedly urged: "Then you save him!"

"Master, Sanqian can't make healing drugs out of thin air, so he can only use surgery to temporarily stop the bleeding, and he still needs to perform major surgery in a short period of time, or, high-level healing magic. Hearing this, Sanqian immediately squatted down, not knowing where to take out the cuff to tie the broken arm.

Celia hurriedly used a healing magic as best she could, and suddenly the hideous horror at the severed arm was much better, but it was limited to that, she had to take a roll of bandages and hand it over, which was given to her by her mother Sylvia, just in case of emergency.

Sanqian took the bandage, skillfully and quickly, his hands flew up and down, and the wound was treated, and the master's magic had a disinfectant function, saving a lot of steps.

"Okay?" Celia stared at the bow at the end of the bow a few times, this, is it too much?

Sanqian shook her head, this alone can't solve all the problems, after explaining to Celia, she went outside to find some medicinal herbs that could be used, a large area of flowers, and she could still find medicinal herbs.

Hebek had already looked up and down the mill, and finally came to the conclusion that the two thousand had also flown to the top of the mill before, and then entered the mill from the attic to commit murder.

The old man seemed to have resisted, but he was killed by a fatal wound in the chest, and his grandson was injured by weakness.

"Don't worry, someone from the academy will come over soon. "Heba was stationed at the door of the mill in case anyone else came back.

There was not only one person protecting Celia, there was another besides her, and the other went back to report to the academy after discovering the situation.

Celia squatted in front of the little boy, looked at his situation carefully, and wondered why the two thousand wanted to kill him, no, it didn't seem like killing, it seemed like they wanted to abolish him.

Just as she was thinking seriously, the little boy's lips suddenly trembled, and Celia was stunned for a moment, and then saw him suddenly open his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Forehead !!"

Celia was at a loss in her head, and she was already ready to be sprayed, but her feet slipped, and although she fell to the ground, her buttocks ached, but she just managed to avoid this mouthful of blood.

She looked at the pool of blood in front of her with a blank face, she knew how this little Zhengtai didn't die, it is estimated that she used some method to suppress the injury or something, and the blood was forcibly stored in the body, and now the wound was wrapped, and it sprayed on her face, fortunately, she was unlucky, and her foot slipped a little.

Al endured the severe pain and opened his eyes, it was bright in front of him, a little girl sat on the ground, looking at himself blankly, her delicate little face was slightly frightened, looking at the blood in front of him, he probably knew why.

He remembered what his grandfather had given him and he fainted.

I kind of wanted to talk to her, but I felt very weak, I felt that my mouth was very difficult to move, I kept my eyes open for a while, and finally I couldn't hold back, and I fell unconscious.

Celia looked at him strangely for a long time, what was he doing?