Finally, it was the knightly escort who arrived and stopped the car.

And took Professor Austin to the hospital.

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Outside the operating room.

The Walshar knight changed into one dry towel after another, wiping Azen's wet hair.

and her soaking black robes.

"Cousin is not afraid, cousin is here."

"Listen to my cousin, can you change your wet clothes first? You're going to get sick. ”

The young captain of the Walsso Knights is the cousin of the original owner.

The Walsso family were nobles.

The mother of the original owner was the youngest daughter of this nobleman, who married an Oriental man in her early years.

and gave birth to a daughter in the country of the East.

When the original owner was a teenager, his parents died, and Walsall took his cousin back.

Because the original owner has oriental blood, the nobles who pay attention to the pure blood are very unkind to see the original owner.

The only one who cares about the original owner is this cousin.

[Dumb Bao is obedient, go change clothes first. 】

They all spoke.

Ah Chan listened blankly.

There are only hospital gowns in the hospital, and Ah Chan has changed out.

The black conservative robe that faded away from the uniformity of the academy, and the little girl wearing a hospital gown looked especially delicate and delicate.

Walshar immediately took off his red knight's uniform.

Wrapped around her thin little body.

Eyes looked at her little face, pale from fright, and asked softly.

"Cousin, tell my cousin what happened after Professor Austin took you away?"

Being able to come back alive from the encirclement of dozens of blood clans, Professor Austin's force value is simply amazing.

More powerful than a team of Knights combined.

I've never heard of Professor Austin knowing martial arts.

He is immersed in academics.

Specializes in bloodlines.

The papers he published about the blood clan are so detailed that people sometimes have to wonder, could it be that he knows the blood clan so well, could it be that he has lived in the blood clan?

Or is he a Bloodline himself?

Of course, the holy and noble Professor Austin, with his perfect face and elegant temperament, no one wants to doubt him.

But Walsall was just skeptical.

It was the knight's intuition.

Especially this time, he was able to come back alive from the pursuit of the Blood Clan.

Walsall had deeper suspicions about the mysterious Austin professor.

Ah Chan pursed his little mouth.

Say nothing.

Only looking up at the pale little face, misty eyes, unblinking, staring at the red light above the door of the operating room.

It's green!

Ah Chan stood up suddenly.

Professor Austin was wheeled out on a mobile hospital bed.

Ah Chan trotted up, his little hands clasping his hand tightly.

Cool!

"Little girl..."

An inaudible, soft voice, whimpering.

Ah Chan looked at Professor Austin with a blank face as a blank sheet of paper.

Walsall frowned.

Why does my cousin seem to have a lot of relationship with Professor Austin?

Austin's cold palm was slightly stunned when it touched her soft little hand.

Seeing that her eyes were blurred, her heart was slightly raised, frightened her?

"I'm fine."

He had lost so much blood that he didn't have much strength, and he even spoke in an angry voice.

When his eyes fell on her, the red knight's suit, his eyes dimmed.

"Professor Austin, may I ask you a few questions?"

As the captain of the Knights' Guard, Walso has the responsibility to investigate and deal with the aftermath of today's Blood Clan riot.

Austin's ancient well has no wave-free sight, slightly flirting from the bottom to the top.

Scrutiny.

Sweeping towards the young and handsome knight captain in front of him, wearing only a white shirt and no uniform jacket.