They didn't fight for a long time, but the journey took a lot of time. The time was close to eight o'clock, and the sun was shining brightly.

The night faded and the city of Tariq ushered in a new day. People who had rested all night woke up early to go to work, ushering in another unchanged day.

Calais and Abramas were stuck in a traffic jam at this point. Even after thousands of years, traffic jams are still a problem that humans cannot solve. Looking at the busy scene outside the window, are those busy figures looking forward to the future?

It had been a week since he arrived in Tariq City, and although Calais did not know much about the 3rd Army's battle plan, he could not advance here for a week, apparently under intense sniper fire. After the 17th division, the ace of the Arrow, which had lost its role, the operation after that was much more difficult, and perhaps even a rout.

Calais didn't know very well, but he felt that time was running out, and now that he was recovering, it was time to start his journey with Magnolia again.

"Hey, don't you handle your hands?" Abramas was now smoking a cigarette in his mouth, passing the time in a boring traffic jam.

Calais turned his head to look at the shirtless, disheveled Abramas sitting in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette, and he felt like a street ruffian.

"I can only stop the bleeding, and it takes energy to regenerate." Calais is helpless, even if there is energy, it is not immediately able to regenerate, and it is much slower than cell repair.

"Then go back and treat Sheila, it should be fine right away." Abramas spoke casually, as if Sheila could heal a hundred wounds.

"But you're injured again, won't your little girlfriend be worried?" I couldn't see it before, but after getting acquainted, Abramas was very talkative and omniscient.

"No, she's just my employer, I'm just her bodyguard." Calais shook his head and explained to Brahmas.

"Tsk." Abramas smashed his mouth.

"Which eldest lady came out to experience life, and how did you come to Harman Star ......" seemed to realize something, and Abramas's voice stopped abruptly.

"Sorry, too much to ask." It was not Abramas's curiosity, but Calais's mysterious origins that seduced his curiosity.

"I'll see you later, I'll tell you."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." The traffic kicks in, and Abramas throws the cigarette butt out the window and starts the car.

It took a full hour for the two to return to the courtyard.

"Hey, Calais, where did you run early in the morning?" As soon as he entered, Calais heard Magnolia shouting.

"I'm telling you, don't just run around and be idle—" The voice stopped abruptly, and Magnolia, who came downstairs, saw Calais's bleeding arm at a glance.

And the topless Abramas in the back was directly ignored.

"I slipped away first." Abramas's ill-intentioned laughter rang out in his ears.

"Hey, you've got your hands like that." Magnolia rushed to Calais and grabbed his right arm, the incision was bright red and moist, and the white bones were visible, which was really terrifying. Even so, there was no bloodshed.

"Wrestling... Fell. "For the first time, Calais, who was not good at lying, opened his eyes and told nonsense, and felt that his tongue was knotted, and it was not good to ask for it.

"Drop your head." Magnolia slapped Calais on the head and dragged him towards the second floor.

Magnolia was really angry, and even a fool could see that it was injured by a sharp weapon, but Calais didn't say it, and she didn't ask in detail.

Walking to the second floor, Magnolia dragged Calais to a halt at the door of Sheila's room.

There was a knock on the door, and Magnolia whispered, "Sister Sheila." ”

"Well, here we go." Remembering the sound of thumping footsteps, Sheila trotted over to open the door.

"Good morning, Sister Magnolia." Sheila's voice has always been so sweet, yesterday's fatigue has disappeared, and now it is full of vitality.

The moment the door was opened, Calais saw this white girl, with long snow-white hair flowing and beautiful as a fairy.

He didn't think that the person who healed him was actually this beautiful girl, which made him a little distracted.

"Look, I haven't seen a fairy." Looking at the stunned Calais, Magnolia, who was already angry, became even more angry.

"Don't, don't say that." Being praised by Magnolia like this, Sheila blushed and retorted in a low voice.

"Hello, my name is Calais." Calais, who came to his senses, politely greeted Sheila and habitually extended her right hand.

"Your hand—" Sheila jumped at the sight of Calais's outstretched right hand. What a serious injury. ”

Calais even forgot that his right hand was injured, and he was a little embarrassed, so he retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"Stupid." Magnolia covered her face beside her, unable to watch Calais continue to be stupid.

"Treat him quickly."

"yes, okay." Sheila walked over and grabbed Calais's right hand. The soft touch wells up in Calais's heart and makes people linger.

The holy light lit up, which was the same as Abramas's, white and shining, but with less solemnity and more gentleness.

Seeing his right hand heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, Calais was shocked. Just ask yourself how far you have cultivated in the Hesheng Chapter to be able to be so supernatural.

Does immortality really exist? Calais recalls that what he said in the Symbiosis is too mythical and unrealistic.

A few moments later, Calais's right hand had recovered, leaving a subtle scar. The fading light made Calais a little reluctant, it was a familiar feeling, was it this holy light that saved him at that time.

"It's already done." Sheila withdrew her hand and said sweetly. But there were still beads of sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were slightly wet.

"Thank you." Calais's words were as simple as ever, but his thanks were solemn.

"If you know that people are hard, you will be less injured, and you are fortunate enough that people treated you at the beginning." Magnolia was still counting Calais on the sidelines.

"No... No, Sister Magnolia is the one who should be most thanked. Sheila said embarrassedly, feeling a little stuttering.

"I didn't do anything." Magnolia shook her head.

"Come and have breakfast, it's going to be cold." With that, Magnolia pulled Sheila and walked towards the restaurant. In just one week, Magnolia's self-acquainted personality easily blended into the house and became one.

"Is this guy that easy to get along with?" Calais is full of questions, and after coming to Harman, Calais sees a different Magnolia than before, or sees another side of Magnolia.

Of course, he won't say it, just think about it, otherwise he will feel hated again.

Magnolia, whom they had just met, Calais thought she was conceited, arrogant, arrogant, and unreasonable; On the battlefield, she is confident, proud, and decisive; And now in life, she is like the big sister next door, lively, enthusiastic and full of vitality.

Whether Magnolia is changing, or if this is what she is, Calais sighs that she has such a side.