The morning sun shines on the violet bed, and the shadows and light are intertwined to create a unique color painting. The scent of grass and earth in the air mixes to create a vibrant natural atmosphere.

In this vibrant environment, the girl was wrapped in a circle of bandages, lying on the bed with a pale face, breathing evenly, and sleeping peacefully.

Pushing the door in, Aram walked softly to the bed.

This was her room, but now it has been forcibly recruited as a temporary ward for the wounded.

After carefully looking at the gauze and making sure that there was no blood, she was slightly relieved. Gently putting down the plate in his hand at the table, Aram took the medicine out.

As soon as he turned around, he met Tia's eyes that had just opened and were still a little unrefreshed.

"You're awake!" she smiled in surprise.

"Hmm. Holding on to the bed, Tia replied lightly.

Not minding her coldness, Aram walked up quickly and helped her up.

"Is the wound okay?" Dr. Trory said that you were not lightly injured, and that you were injured by the Dark Fighting Qi, and the healing rate would be greatly slowed. You need to recuperate for a while. She looked worriedly at the wound on Tia's left shoulder.

It was heavily wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

There are also a lot of herbs in it that heal the wounds left by the dark fighting qi.

Tia shook her head.

There was a silent rejection in her silence.

This meaning was not deliberately hidden, and Aram was aware of it.

She paused, her lips moving slightly, as if to say something.

But after thinking about it for a few moments, what I wanted to say was suppressed by reason again.

In the end, Aram only smiled at Tia and then left quietly.

Staring at her distant back, Tia's gaze deepened inexplicably, and then calmed down.

It was a terrible illusion, and if she hadn't gotten the vital book as a prop, she would have been lost here.

It's so real here.

Not only the integrity of the world, but also the fullness of the image of living organisms.

This illusion is really wonderful for the shaping of people, the grasp of human nature and people's hearts.

It doesn't give rise to any suspicions.

However, no matter how perfect the game is, there will be a day when someone wins.

"It's over, Lord Merlin. She raised the corners of her mouth, "I've found the key." ”