Chapter 440: The Sheriff
This strange stone, angular and angular, like a round sea urchin, should be completely transparent inside, crystal clear, but at this time there was bursts of holy white light inside, looking like a shining light bulb.
"I always feel that this thing is weird everywhere..."
"What the hell is going on with this stone? Who put it here, and why are those plants so eating people?"
"If it weren't for Lieutenant Wentini entering here, I don't know how many more people would have died..."
Renault muttered under his breath as Loss unleashed a ritual to comfort the undead, wanting to send the dead to rest.
The magic worked, but no soul illusion appeared.
The situation is somewhat unusual ...
"Their souls have dissipated?"
Renault muttered to himself suspiciously.
Normally, human beings who die from unnatural deaths such as murder and disasters will have their souls wandering in place, and they will not be able to sleep peacefully unless they are comforted by divine magic, and if they encounter some special circumstances, they may also turn into resentful spirits, which is very dangerous.
"Forget it, let's go back and talk to the old bishop, and go see Lieutenant Wendini first..."
Renault said, putting the stone away and going to check on Wentini's state.
"Lieutenant, lieutenant, are you alright?"
Wendini didn't appear to be hurt, except for some tattered clothes and stockings, which were covered in slimy liquid.
"These liquids seem to be corrosive..."
Renaud twisted a little mucus from Wentini's body with his hand, said with a solemn expression, and hurriedly threw a few simple magic tricks on Wentini to clean clothes.
However... This simple magic technique used to clean stains doesn't work on these slimes...
Wendini still hasn't woken up.
"I can only wash it with water, I remember, when I came over, there seemed to be a small waterfall at the entrance of the canyon?"
Renault said, carrying Wentini on his shoulders as he carried the pig, and went out of the canyon, where there was indeed a small waterfall with a pool of water stored underneath.
Renault grabbed Wentini's feet in leather boots with both hands and dipped her upside down in a waterhole.
"Gurgling, gurgling..."
Wentini spat bubbles quickly in the water.
Renault quickly lifted her up and dipped her in it again, repeating this three times, finally washing away all the mucus from her body.
But the sheriff's uniform, which was already very close-fitting, was also completely wet, and it was tightly attached to her, accurately outlining her bewitching curves.
But even after being tossed like this, Wendini still didn't wake up...
"Lieutenant Lieutenant, wake up..."
Renault grabbed Wentini's shoulders and shook her so hard that the three balls on her body trembled and water droplets splashed in all directions.
Wentini still didn't respond, and Renault had to take her in his arms and reach out to pinch her.
No way, although Renault is a skilled and excellent priest, he can't heal the gods, and those spirits are ineffective against this kind of unconscious goal...
"Why can't I heal the gods..."
This was the first time Renault had felt the inconvenience of not being able to heal the gods.
Being tossed like this, the wet Wentini's eyes trembled slightly, and he barely regained a little consciousness, and when he half-opened his eyes, he saw a vague figure holding him.
Because she inhaled the hallucinogenic gas spewed out by the wild grass and wild flowers around her, she was still unconscious, and she vaguely felt that the person in front of her was the long-coveted skull crusher?
He's come to save me, and he's gone so far to save me?
A strange thought popped up in Wentiny's head, but she immediately heard the man say in a familiar voice:
"Wow, Lieutenant, are you finally awake?"
As his gaze gradually returned, Wentini gradually saw the man's face clearly, not the skull-crusher, but the Reynolds priest?
But she didn't feel disappointed, but a little happy, and at the same time felt very relieved.
In her vague vision, the usually humble and kind, sunny and cheerful Renault is perfectly integrated with the mysterious and powerful, melancholy and elegant image of the skull crusher.
Renault dressed as a skull crusher to save me?
Her mind was starting to think nonsense again...
So gentle...
Such a Renault, it's nice ...
Like...
As she thought, she forcibly stretched out her limp arm and wrapped it around Renault's neck, while her other hand reached for the hem of her skirt...
At the same time, her eyes were half-closed, her lips were slightly open, and she tried hard to support her weak body, muster up the courage, and leaned her face to Renault...
Unfortunately, in the next second, she suddenly felt a pain in the back of her head and fainted again.
"Lieutenant Wentiny, what's wrong, how do you look like you're trying to bite me?"
"Doesn't it seem that these gases have a strong hallucinogenic effect? I'm afraid they have become fragrant baked potatoes in the lieutenant's eyes?"
"What's next?"
Renault said helplessly, letting go of Wentini for the time being, and then looked at the other sheriffs who were still lying on the ground, scratching his head in embarrassment.
The next morning, Wendini was forcibly awakened by a hot sensation in her body.
She gradually regained consciousness, and felt that she must have a cold, fever, soreness, weakness, and thirst.
She hurriedly opened her eyes, only to see an unfamiliar ceiling, covered with a soft blanket on her body, tightly wrapped in the shape of a silkworm baby.
Wendini turned his head slightly, only to see Renault's familiar face.
He slept soundly...
What's going on?
Wendini hurriedly flipped through his memories and found that many memories had become blurry, only remembering that he was going to a certain village, but he encountered some accidents on the way and was captured by monsters, and then his consciousness was very blurry, and he couldn't remember where he was captured, and what those monsters did.
But she remembered very clearly that she was rescued by a young man who was quite excited, and was gently held in his arms and gently woken up, so that for a while, her heart was in turmoil, and she made some disgraceful and shameful actions...
Was it Renault who saved me?
And I wasn't very sober at the time, I was in a state of distraction, so I had that kind of relationship with him...
How... What to do?
Woo, I can't get married now, I can't...
Will Renault be responsible, will he accept me as a woman who doesn't know how to behave?
Should... He's so gentle and kind, he'll definitely be responsible, right?
That...
What is the best name for the baby in the future?
Will you follow me as a sheriff or will you follow Renault as a priest?
A series of strange thoughts popped into Wentini's head, and a pretty face flushed, half from shyness, half from fever