8. Throw her to the ground
Eve had a long dream in which Charlie stayed in the palace with her, learning etiquette from her teacher.
The days were long and long, and time seemed like an endless hourglass. She was dressed in a beautiful princess dress, with soft, golden curls, and stepped on high shoes, and as she went, the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Your Royal Highness Princess, it's too stiff." The female teacher's shrill voice interrupted Eve's movements, and Eve's sweet smile immediately turned to frustration. The female teacher has always been strict, and once again emphasized, "Gentleness, softness, remember these two points." Your Highness Eve, please do it again. β
"Yes." Eve pursed her stiff lips lightly and pulled back a smile.
"No, it's still too bad. Be natural and come again. β
"It's too deliberate, it's not as good as a few times just now."
Xia Li stood aside and watched Eve laugh over and over again, still holding the teacup dog in her hand, and said after I don't know how many times, "Teacher, Your Highness is already smiling beautifully, if it weren't for me, I would definitely not be able to control it." β
"Xia Li, beauty is in the bones, not in the skin." The female teacher sternly corrected, "A princess's smile is gentle and friendly from the heart. β
Eve closed her eyes, and the female teacher's voice softened; "Imagine a charming sea of flowers, in early spring, the fragrance is splendid, and the soft spring breeze is intoxicating......"
Eve took a deep breath and reopened her eyes, just as she wanted to laugh, but met Allen's face and red eyes, which shimmered with an unknown light.
She was lying on Ellen's lap, and Alan was staring at her like a delicious beast.
The corners of Eve's lips suddenly drooped, and there was a burst of coolness and coldness from her toes, and she tried to call Allen's name, but Eren ignored her, and continued to look at herself with such a star, and her fur was cold.
"Alan, are you okay?" Eve struggled to sit up, her hands and feet still limpable, barely holding herself up.
A terrifying thought came to her mind, Eren couldn't have been enchanted by zombies? Thinking about it this way, Eve even felt that the way Eren looked at her was more similar to the zombie in Fangcai.
"Allen......?" Eve reached out to push Alan, but he jerked away, and the redness in her eyes faded mostly.
"It's fine." Alan stood up abruptly and detachedly, he took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said to himself, "There are three minutes and forty-nine seconds left." β
Like a pardoned condemned prisoner, Eve suddenly remembered something more important, so she slowly walked to the edge of the stone gate and listened quietly, there was a dead silence outside, only the faint sound of the wind remained.
Eve pushed open the hole in the wall for shooting, and looked out from the inside, and the ground was full of hideous-looking, back-to-back zombies, motionless, very similar to human corpses.
Unable to tell if it was a fluke or more frightened, Eve walked up to Alan, who was pinching the seconds to open the cauldron and pour the light green liquid into a clear glass bottle.
"This medicine...... Is it used to deal with zombies? Eve asked.
Alan gave her a blank look, "Didn't you just look outside, the zombies are all dead." β
Alan casts a spell on the glass bottle and inserts the storage ring. He looked sideways at Eve, who hung her head, her golden hair covering her neck like a clump of snow.
"What's the fuss?" Alan looked away, "There are also two moats, the outer walls and the towers. β
"Oh...... Yes, I'm sorry. Eve retracted her thoughts.
Alan snorted and pulled the stone door open as easily as he pulled a stool.
"Let's go."
"Hmm." Eve and Eren go outside the door, and the zombie corpses are lying sideways, leaving Eve with no way to get off her feet.
Alan walked a few steps, turned his head to look at Eve, who was standing there motionless, and rubbed his hands a little impatiently, "What's the matter?" β
"It's fine." Eve tiptoed over the gap between the corpses. She took two steps, her feet were weak, and when she reached a certain critical point, her eyes suddenly went black, as if the feeling that had been suppressed by Alan's spirit before gushed up like a gushing spring.
Alan saw Eve fall limply like a puppet with a torn string.
He instantly moved to Eve's side, grabbed her wrist and pulled it, so Eve's body naturally leaned against Alan.
The remnants of Alan's mental suppression were terrible, and the pain of such a tear was like a soul being torn apart with a small knife, and Eve's face was as pale as paper, and she β‘β‘whispered weakly.
Eren realized what he had done, and the next second, Eve's feather-like body was picked up by the waist, and in a daze, she opened her sleepy eyes and opened her white mouth to the skeleton Desi, Desi noticed that Eve was awake, and immediately smiled kindly, which was more terrifying than not laughing.
"......" Eve rubbed her eyes, "Desi? β
"Yes, Miss Eve." Desi was concerned, "Your body is very weak, it is better for Desi to carry you away." β
"Thank you...... Thank you. β
"You're welcome, you can put your arms around my cervical spine. But keep in mind that the atlas and the pivot are my sensitivity, sensitivity, and points, especially the odontoid process in the upper part of the pivotal vertebrae. Desi reminded again, "You must not touch it." β
"Okay, thanks." Eve placed her hand softly on the cervical spine of Desi's hand.
"Sleep for a while." Eren said suddenly, and Eve turned her head to look at him laboriously.
"Desi will carry you away." Alan said to the pale delicate little face without guilt, "You can't help when you're awake, go to sleep." β
Eve leaned against Desi's hard chest, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.
The next day, in the moat, there were more zombies than Fang Cai, wearing heavier armor, sharp swords and strong shields, but Alan only felt that it didn't make much difference.
Just as his black pupils were reddening, Desi spoke, "Master, your body is not healed yet. β
The red light in Allen's eyes weakened slightly, and Desi continued, "Master, please rest and let Desi clear the obstacles for you." β
Eren was silent for a moment, the zombies on the opposite side had already begun to cross the river, he looked at Eve's defeated face and frowning brows, and the scarlet under his eyes turned back to thick black.
"What about Miss Eve?" Desi motioned for Alan to take it.
Allen's fingers moved slightly, but he still turned around, "Put it on the ground." β
"It is not a gentleman's order to let a lady lie on the ground." Desi didn't quite agree, and the hand holding Eve didn't move for a long time.
"Throw it down." Alan looked at the zombies in the distance, as stubborn as the rocks on the cliff, Desi babbled back and forth, but still put Eve on the black grass and walked forward.
Desi is a fire-based skeleton, with a fire-like glare in his hollow eye sockets, and the zombies are burning one by one, the pungent smell of burnt and corpse smell goes straight up, and there are constantly zombies crying in pain and jumping into the black moat, but how can the hell fire be extinguished by ordinary liquids?
The river dried up in a short moment, piling up the black corpses of zombies, many of which were burned into a pile of black ashes, and the windbreakers were blown and scattered in all directions.
Alan lowered his head, Eve lay on the ground, the black withered grass lined his skin like cream,
Suddenly, he felt a throbbing pain in his chest, and the familiar sensation came back to his chest like a mountain. Desi came back after cleaning up the zombies and reported to Allen, "Master, you can go over...... You, your old wound has recurred? Desi didn't frown, but could only stomp on its long phalanges and said in distress, "It wasn't so frequent before. β
"He moved his hands and feet in my circle, maybe that's why. But it wasn't an unraveling circle, and he didn't know I was hurt. Alan clutched his chest, his slender eyelashes drooping slightly, as long as he endured a new wave of fluctuations.
"Didn't you make a medicine?" Although Desi is in the storage ring, he stays with the test bench, and he can naturally feel something missing.
"There is still something missing, and now that I drink it, it can only relieve the symptoms, so it is better to wait for the things to be gathered and there is a possibility of a radical cure." Alan gritted his teeth and breathed the words out between his teeth. The two forces fighting in his chest had just experienced a fierce battle, and now they were beginning to weaken, and one clearly had the upper hand, suppressing the other force fiercely.
"Why don't you put Miss Eve in the storage ring?" "Not only is it safe, but Desi can also free your hands to assist you in battle and get to Shandelburg as soon as possible." β
"Nope." Alan vetoed, "Creek and his buddies, and Gary...... She will definitely freak out those cute little ones when she goes in, and mess up my place, which is really unbearable. I'd rather be sorry for Fern and throw her in the moat than let her into my storage ring. β
"......" Desi scratched his head, knowing that once Alan decided, he could not change it, so he could only silently bend down and pick up Eve, who had fallen asleep peacefully on the ground.
In the distance, Mary and Tom stood behind a tree. Mary's nails dug into the dry bark and cursed, "That pair of dogs and men who don't want to die, Tom, we ought to do something." β
"George, they have all given up, judging from the situation just now, they are different from the dark magicians who usually go into the mountains and forests to catch dark beasts and find treasures, they are not easy to provoke." Tom shook his head disapprovingly, "If we rush into a confrontation with them, we will be worse than the zombies lying on the ground." β
"Oh my God." Mary looked at Tom in amazement as if she had seen some wonder of the world, and said in disbelief, "Did you lose your guts after that fire?" Doing things is like a rat cowering in the gutter. Oh my God, where did the most heroic warrior in the village go. Now there is only one cowardly coward left. β
"Mary, you have to recognize the status quo." Tom said helplessly.
"What's the current situation?" Mary pushed Tom away, "My poor boy, he can't even speak, God has just delivered him into my hands, and hastened to take him back. Those hateful dark magicians, and the church that abandoned us, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't be where we are. I will take revenge, I will take revenge on them. β
"But Mary, you must understand that we are only the ghosts of the dead floating on the Shandel Hills, and the grasshoppers cannot shake the trees."
"yes...... We became necromancy. Mary seemed to remember suddenly, she looked up in distraction, looking up at the dark branches and the dim sky, "I believe in light, and I want to burn all the characters associated with darkness." But suddenly one day, I want to live in a dark way. But I can only believe in my heart that as long as my heart is not in the dark, I will still be with the light and be blessed by the god of light. And the Pope is blinded by darkness and unworthy of being a believer in the God of Light, and his final death is a good illustration of this. But does the god of light exist in the world? If zΓ i really exists, why abandon the people who believe in it and let turmeric burn them alive. If zΓ i does not exist, what is the piety of the long years? β
Tom looked at Mary dumbly, and silently looked up with her, looking at the familiar forest and night.