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When the sun leaps out of the eastern sky, the darkness and haze are dispelled, and the bright light shines into the world, signaling the beginning of a new day.

As the sunlight shone through the hole in the tent roof, it formed a straight beam of light on Liv's face, and a slight burning sensation also woke Liv from her slumber.

Brush!

Liv suddenly rolled over, and without looking, the dagger that had been held in her hand all night instantly slashed through the air, bringing up a ray of cold light, sweeping across the space in front of her.

This blow may not be strong enough, but it is absolutely abrupt, if there is really an enemy who touches the front, even if the strength is not bad and cannot be injured, but it will be taken aback.

But after one blow, there was nothing.

Liv finally opened her eyes, and looked around vigilantly with a slightly confused look.

This is a somewhat dilapidated home, supported by old wooden planks, supplemented by various blankets and old fabrics to build a tent that can only shelter from the wind and rain, there is no fireplace, no candlestick, no luxurious wardrobe, except for the usual household utensils, the most striking thing is a large lame wooden table, with stones on tiptoe, on which are placed bottles and jars.

Judging from the living environment, this place is already bad, but Liv relaxed, and when she turned her body and sat on the edge of the bed again, she couldn't help but look at the dagger in her hand, and a bitter smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

The dagger was not big, and it looked worn, as if it had been sharpened from a piece of iron, and the blade was shiny and shiny, showing its sharpness, and the handle was wrapped around the rag again and again.

The dagger was given to her by her father.

Liv is not a native of Ilmassu City, but from the western coastline, a kingdom known as Kubaron. Two years ago, when the demon tide arrived and the alien invasion began, the demons visited her hometown and plunged her into a nightmare.

In the nightmare, the flames set fire to houses, turning familiar people into cold corpses, blood staining the earth red.

In the nightmare, she left her hometown with her parents and fled with the army to a city to the east, where the lords and the city wanted shelter and food, but when they arrived with great difficulty, they were turned away.

They are refugees, they will bring chaos, they will only consume food, so, they will not be accepted, everyone is desperate.

Some people are crazy, some people are angry, some people do all kinds of excesses, but under the authority of the lord and the army, they can't change anything, and when the demons catch up again, Liv can only flee with her parents again, this time without a goal, without a direction, wandering like a ghost.

She has experienced the pursuit of demonic beasts, she has escaped the capture of demons, she has been robbed by her companions, she has seen the hungry Yizi eat, and she has seen crazy people cut their throats just to get free.

In the nightmare, her mother was sick, her withered arm was getting weaker and weaker, her father was a pharmacist, but she was suffering from no herbs, she searched everywhere like crazy, but when she arrived with herbs, she only saw her mother lying in a pool of blood.

Her mother did not die of disease, but was plunged into the heart by a dagger, and the person holding the dagger was her father.

She couldn't believe her eyes, but she saw her mother looking at her, smiling, and her father looking at her, crying!

Since then, she seems to understand the cruelty of the world, she knows that death is her mother's own choice, but she still does not want to forgive her father, she eats, walks, flees, but never says a word to his father again, until he also leaves.

It was a rainy night, and they were hiding in a tree hole only to be discovered by a wandering demon, and the terrifying demon body was like a dark cloud suppressed in their hearts laughing wildly and getting closer and closer.

His father cut one of his own arms with a dagger, and the blood stained his shirt and the dagger, but he quickly cleaned it up and shoved it into her hand.

To this day, she remembers the eyes of her father looking at her, which was doting, reluctance, pain, and determination, and she always remembers the last words her father said to herself: "Live! Live!!

The father was gone, and the breath of blood excited the demon and took it with him, and she also survived, and survived again, but she never saw her father again, and when she went on the road again, she was the only one left.

The journey of two years was a long one, she had experienced so much, life had made her quick and strong, and for a time she thought that the world was like this, until he came to the city of Ilmassu.

It's a different city.

Bang bang bang!!

"Sister Liv, Sister Liv, are you up?"

Liv was awakened from her memories by a crisp knock and shouting, and she quickly walked to a corner, peered through the hollow of the tent, and when she was sure it was an acquaintance, she said yes loudly, and quickly washed up.

She moved quickly, and in just over ten minutes, she had done everything.

The wide gray robe concealed her plump figure, the dagger was fastened to the side of her right calf, so that she could get her hands at the first time, and her face was smeared with a characteristic powder, which made her skin slightly gray and rough, and her hair was also messy, showing a little sloppy.

After a closer look in the mirror, Liv looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, then turned her head and opened the door.

To open the door was to remove a large plank, and when the curtain was lifted, Liv saw a sturdy young man and a boy of thirteen or fourteen standing outside the door.

The young man was dressed in a half-cut leather coat, showing strong muscles, a pair of arms thicker than ordinary thighs, and calluses on his hands were extremely thick. He had a handsome face, a pair of eyes that were extremely attentive, but his expression seemed to be extremely shy, and when he saw Liv, his eyes lit up slightly, and he lowered it unconsciously.

The little boy next to him was much more cheerful than him, although he was not very old, but his eyes were dripping and extremely smart, and after seeing Liv, he secretly glanced at the young man behind him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

I saw him hand the bag in his hand forward, and said with a smile: "Sister Liv, here are all the fruits of white leaf flowers, Brother Arnold heard that you are in need, and pulled me to the wilderness to pick it all night last night, you see, my dark circles have come out." ”

The little boy said and leaned his face forward, as if to let Liv see more clearly, behind him, the sturdy man known as Arnold was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he knocked directly on the little boy's head, and then turned to Liv, blushing to explain something.

But when he opened his mouth, he only made a string of 'whine' sounds, and did not say a word.

He's mute.

The little boy covered his head and took a few steps back, his face seemed to be greatly wronged, and shouted, "Sister Liv, look, look, Brother Arnold is bullying me again." He dared not do it, he didn't want me to go, and he didn't let me say it.

Hmph, I'm on my sister's side, how could I do such a thing?!"

Seeing that Arnold was about to chase again, the little boy screamed, immediately dropped the bag in his hand, and ran away with his head, and Arnold also secretly glanced at Liv and chased him out with a red face.

Liv also blushed a little, but looking at the two people who were chasing, she sighed slightly, and then took away her shyness and smile, she knew Arnold's intentions, but she didn't know if she could bear this heart, after all, she could be an unclean person.

Relieving herself, Liv began to pack the bag of white-leaved fruits, a dark red ball-shaped fruit the size of a thumb, growing in the center of the white-leaved flower, half wrapped in flowers, and the exposed half covered with sharp barbs.

Because it is inconvenient to pick, it is generally pruned together with the white flowers underneath, and after being brought back, the flowers are removed separately.

The flowers of the white leaf flower have no effect, but the fruit is an essential material for several kinds of medicines, especially the 'secondary wound repair agent', which is the main ingredient of the most consumed medicine in Midoriya.

The bag had been plucked and carefully filtered with water, and all Liv had to do was mash and dry it, either of which potion had to be dehydrated before it could be used.

Sifting, grinding, filtering, secondary cleaning, drying.

Liv was quick with her hands and feet, but she couldn't hold too much fruit, and she knew that this was not something that two people could collect overnight, but must have been the result of many days of hard work.

However, as time went on, more and more people came to help, most of them women, some of them brought all kinds of bread and food, some brought all kinds of freshly picked herbs, and some helped to take care of them and dry them.

The small courtyard is a bit lively, people are busy talking about their parents, and the noisy sound makes it a little more noisy.

Liv does not refuse to come, she walks among the crowds, or corrects, or demonstrates, or arranges, as if she is at ease, and when a patient comes, she always puts down her work and prioritizes the treatment of the patient.

That's right, she's the doctor of Midorigu.

The city of Ilmasu is divided into the main city and the four acropolises, which are located on top of five peaks, and between the peaks and peaks, there are large valleys, where there is no shortage of water, no shortage of light, suitable climate, and fertile land, which is the best place for grain cultivation.

And the city of Ilmassu has been able to take in millions of refugees because they have enough food.

Of course, because the city of Ilmassu received so many people, when the Acropolis of the Four Realms and the main city could not accommodate it, the refugees were placed in a fixed position in this vast valley, where they could establish their homes.

Green Valley, one of these many settlements, is, to put it bluntly, the so-called slums.

PS: This section is very brain-burning, I can't always write the feeling I want, I have revised it many times, and there is a change after twelve o'clock.