Act113 A saint who cannot protect himself
At the beginning of the construction of a city's drainage pipes, in order to ensure sufficient water flow power, a certain slope must be set -
In the sewers, Gross stepped into the soft and slippery mud with a shallow foot and a deep foot, and the Blue Knight Hayden Relgar's Soul Reaver's Scythe had become a handy cane, a makeshift walking aid that was pointed in front of him, but despite this, he stumbled with every step he took—
Walking in the mud and puddles in the darkness was a huge drain on his physical strength, and because he was already injured, it didn't take long for him to feel his whole body become heavy little by little—
His eyelids were almost closed, he just wanted to sleep well, but his reason repeatedly reminded him that he must not fall at this moment, that he must live, that he must live, because there are his friends, his companions, and his beloved girls outside, and the future, there are still his unfinished dreams.
With great willpower, he persevered until a faint light appeared in the distance, it was a very thin band of light, although he knew that it was the night of Ensada, but the moonlight was still bright compared to the darkness in front of him, and he guessed that it was the gap between the manhole cover and the wellhead—
After seeing this glimmer of light, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, although everything was not beyond his guess, but the exit appeared in front of him so quickly, which still made him feel a little relieved.
There is no endless road, and this sentence is the most appropriate way to describe Gross's mood at the moment.
He walked over, and the sewers of Ensada were quite wide, and although they were called drainage pipes by the craftsmen, in fact, they were not much narrower than the dark alleys in the city, and now this section of the sewer was even more empty when he was the only one walking alone—
He gasped for a moment, gritted his teeth and continued to walk towards the wellhead, but he took a step under his boot, and it was true that it was a wellhead from a distance in the dark, but in this place, there was another sewer crisscrossing it, and the two had different elevations, and the staircase of the water fell just so that he fell into the stinking sewage—
At this moment, he was finally soaking wet, but fortunately he had always been able to swim through the distance.
There was an iron ladder at the mouth of the well, and he looked up at the light above his head, and leaned against the wall again to catch his breath for a while, and only after he had regained some strength did he begin to climb towards the top.
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Violet looked at the arched manhole cover in the pavement and was shocked, she even forgot the pain caused by the broken arm—
Soon, she saw a wet and smelly man come to her, she wanted to scream, but the next second, the man reached out to cover her mouth, the man's palm was also not clean enough, the disgusting smell made her vomit immediately, but this night she ate very little food, so that she barely vomited out only some fishy yellow gastric juice.
"Don't be afraid! I'm not a bad person. ”
The man covered her mouth and said—
Violet glanced at the man fiercely, thinking that there was no way to distinguish between good and bad people from the outside, and the presumptuous behavior of the man in front of him could hardly be said to be out of kindness. With so many things going through that night, Violet was panicked like a frightened rabbit when she heard the slightest movement, but at this time, what she didn't expect was that the man didn't make any further offensive moves, but lowered his head—
He stared at Violet's severed right wrist, and seemed to utter a vague sigh of emotion, and then, with his other hand, he felt something from behind his soaked, dirty clothes—
A fine white porcelain bottle.
He gently put the bottle in Violet's other intact hand, at this time, Violet's feeling was not anything else, but the palm of the strange man in front of her was very warm, but the stranger still found it difficult to gain her trust after all, she raised her head and met the brown eyes that sparkled like jewels-
There was not the slightest evil thought in her glasses, and after she looked at it, she was about to say something, but the other party took out a small item, "Oh, this is my badge, knight of the kingdom." ”
"Knight?"
She was suspicious, as a commoner girl from an ordinary background, she could not tell the authenticity of this item, although she took the white porcelain bottle, but there was no other reaction, until, the strange man said to her in a calm voice with a serious face:
"You're injured, and if you don't drink this bottle of Life Elixir soon, you'll probably die."
"But, Mr. Knight, you're also injured?"
The girl acquiesced in his status as a knight, and at this time, she saw that the man's whole body was also in tatters, and on the left side of his abdomen and chest, a large area of bloodstained skin had been exposed, the skin was open, and a drop of blood was pouring out of the dark red muscles, she glanced at it and immediately questioned.
"So, I need to drink these things too."
Gross replied angrily—
At this moment, he couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, he felt that he was about to lose his own life and was so compassionate, he could be called a saint of this age, but this girl didn't seem to trust him at all, so why should he be bored-
Almost relying on a tenacious will and mental strength to survive to the present, after Gross said these words, his whole body seemed to be about to fall apart, he didn't pay attention to the girl anymore, but sat down slowly against the wall in the corner, and then took out a bottle of holy water of life from his backpack, and began to swallow it in small sips-
Because of the existence of the debuff origin collapse, his health has now dropped to less than 100 points, and he is completely on the verge of life. He didn't delay any longer, and while he was doing this, he recovered as much health as he could, and some stamina as much as he could—
In the system, the status column has indicated that the character is in a weak state, and those character attributes that are not bad have become half of the original at this time. It was not a terrible situation that he could accept, as long as he thought of the enemies he had encountered that night, "Count Lambert", Sask, the Blue Knight Heiden Rellagar......
He already knew that if he encountered those guys or enemies of equal strength again, he would be slaughtered like fish on a chopping block.
The girl stared at his movements, and when he drank the whole bottle of life holy water, she began to unscrew the cork of the fine porcelain bottle in her hand, she looked up like Gross and swallowed slowly, the cold liquid flowed from her throat into her stomach, and soon, she felt as if a fire was burning inside her body. I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~