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Vera clutched her right eye, the lingering pain that had tormented her for a whole day, as if she had been frostbitten, as if she had been pierced into her eye socket by some sharp object, stirring constantly.

Sweat kept sliding down her face.

She curled up on the ground, in pain, as if she saw the stars in the sky flicker, and then the pain in her eyes slowly disappeared.

"Huh... Ha...... Bah. She spat out a mouthful of blood and threw it to the ground, and stood up with her sword and the tree.

You'll have to join them up with Amos...... Where have I been?

She glanced around, and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, her vision was divided into two parts, one clearly visible to the ants in the distant trees, and the other faint to show only a patch of brown, brown, and jungle green even the trees that were close at hand.

Close your left eye and your vision becomes clear.

The right eye, which had just ached, seemed to have undergone some strange changes and became extremely eyesighty.

"Doesn't that mean my left eye hurts so much...... Why don't you do it with two eyes at once. The saint complained silently.

Her mood lightened slightly.

The only benefit after the severe pain is that it makes the ordinary pain on her body insignificant, and even makes her feel a little crispy and numb in the bath.

Straightening her back, there was a tearing pain in her waist, but she gently touched her waist without feeling anything, feeling a rough touch.

It's like burnt meat.

She lowered her head, and unexpectedly saw that her scale armor was already miserable, and her waist had been cut a quarter of it, and the flesh and chain mail were baked and glued together, and it was no wonder that it hurt a little to stand up straight.

"Those mad witches......" Vera took a deep breath.

The battle pursued by the ten mad witches was simply the most dangerous battle of her life. In just five or six seconds of fighting, her thighs, calves, shoulders, waist, and arms had already been slashed several times by the strange sunshine sword, and by the way, if she hadn't deliberately touched the opponent's sword with her arm, she would have injured her elbow......

For a good hand with a sword, the elbow is more important than most of the position of the arm.

"Shhh......h

The mad witch seemed to have made a mistake, or was in a bad state, and the sword that should have taken her name only slashed her shoulder, instead of going down her throat and straight to the back of the head.

The temperature of those swords of sunlight was too high, and Vera felt that the parts of her slashes and wounds were fused with the armor that protected her, and blood and iron were inseparable from each other.

"Next time I'll have to think about Wujia? Scold. Vera touched her pocket.

It was a small belt, hanging intact from her body.

This adds a touch of brutal fun to Vera's okay mood again:

"Good news."

She glanced at her fanny pack:

"My hemostatic powder and bandages are intact."

"Bad news......" She stared at her wound and then at the Holy Sword.

The blood stains on the holy sword Vivaldo have disappeared, and this holy sword has the quality of being very clean after a while, which is the quality that the holy sword has gradually acquired since she got those eyes, like a growth weapon.

Completely clean holy sword.

Vera muttered to herself:

"Insulated from painlessness, alas, Vera, how did you come out and be a warrior in the first place? To be an honest village girl, guard the hamster hole, and stay in Tebil to be a tea-making village girl for a lifetime, that is also a good life. It's not like it'...... now."

She lifted the holy sword.

Laugh at.

Poof—the sound of a small piece of iron and flesh falling to the ground.

Vera was expressionless, and took out the hemostatic powder and sprinkled it, a hemostatic relic full of alcohol, salt, and the powder of the grinding of harsh herbs.

Her facial muscles twitched twice, and her eyes were already a little moist.

Laugh at......

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After treating the wound, Vera planned to find a pool of water to clean.

Let's be a girl, although I can't take a bath because of my injury, but at least I have to take care of my hygiene......

When she was about twelve years old, she had survived alone for thirty days in the jungle outside of Tbil because she had lost her way, and by the time her uncle found her, she had killed twenty wolves, three bears, and two monitor lizards.

Now she won't get lost, but she still has a good knowledge of how to find water and food in the jungle.

It only took an hour or two for her to find a pool of water as she went.

She covered her right eye and leaned over slowly.

- She tried to cover her left eye, but her right eye took a lot of effort, and with her right eye alone, she would feel dizzy in about five or six minutes.

Of course, occasional dizziness is still necessary, and it is really not a good idea to rely on the left eye, which is blurred enough to distinguish only patches of color.

She walked over to the waterhole, removed her hand, and opened her right eye to take a look.

Her extraordinary eyesight made her look like she was in full view of the surface and underwater.

The water is clean and has a little mineral, which is very suitable for application and tea...... Vera made a judgment with the professional skills of a professional tea maker, and then, her eyes rested on her reflection in the waterhole.

It was a girl who was extremely embarrassed, her scale armor was tattered, and half of her ribbon helmet had been cut off, leaving only a small piece of her hair tied up, but that wasn't the point.

Her eyes.

The ice blue of her right eye had faded by half, and a black eye appeared in her socket.

That kind of black is not just black.

It's like ......

Colorful?

Vera used this contradictory word to describe the blackness in her eyes, like a curtain behind a starry sky.

That eye was cold and unforgiving, without any emotion, and there was no emotion or humanity in it.

Looking at it is like staring at nothingness, emptiness.

Vera took a step back, her hair fluttering.

Her keen eyesight caught the odds again, and her long hair changed from pure black to this unique starry black.

"I ......," she said with some difficulty.

The saint noticed that she had become more and more strange since she walked out of the hamster hole:

"If this continues, one day I will die, and my parents and uncle will probably not recognize me."

She laughed at herself, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and reached out and gently touched her waist.

"Huh?"

It doesn't hurt......

It doesn't hurt at all......

She didn't care about her own changes, and quickly removed the bandage tied around her waist and glanced at it.

In front of the eyes, there is a snow-white skin and a layer of brownish-yellow mixed red translucent scabs floating on the skin.

It didn't hurt to tear it off casually, and what appeared in Vera's eyes was intact skin.

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it? I'm the ......, I'm the "

It's only been a little over an hour and the wound has healed?

No, maybe it's shorter......

Because I didn't care about this wound at all.

"Wow, Vera, you are finally a saint and a brave man. After a serious injury written in the storybook, it takes less than a day to recover and even get worse...... "Vera's spicy self-deprecation has just begun, and it slowly stops again.

The Holy Maiden found that the magical power in her body had become stronger again, just like 'being beaten half to death and doubling it'.

"It's a big joke...... Vera muttered to herself, "... I, am I still human? ”