Chapter 45: Friendship and Betrayal

Wright hurriedly leaned down to check her injury, the position of the knife in the vest was not very fatal, but the wound was obviously abnormally purple and black, and it was still spreading rapidly, and when he looked back, he saw Anne watching expressionlessly beside her, holding a blood-dripping dagger in her hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wright was a little dazed and distracted, and asked with difficulty, "Why?" Anne shook the dagger in her hand, "Well, of course, it's because of the mission, I don't like to kill people myself." Wright didn't care about answering anything, and kept unleashing healing spells on Fiona, dispersing the wind, purifying the wind, and healing the warm wind, but with little effect, it could only slightly delay the spread of the toxin, and the wound did not heal at all, and even began to fester.

"Oh, don't bother, this is my special green feather, blended from dozens of materials, no one can detoxify it except me, she will die peacefully, this poison has no pain, I'm very kind." Anne was tossing the dagger in her hand as she spoke, but her expression looked a little strange, as if it was a shift between peace and struggle.

"You've been on this mission from the beginning, so how did you get into that village, it's impossible for anyone with murderous intent to pass through. Wright looked at Anne's unnatural expression, hoping to grasp the last bit of hope and convince herself that she was forced to do so.

Anne pulled out a small pill, her whole body was black and glowing with a little unsettling light, she didn't hesitate to swallow it, and then turned to look at Wright, "Of course it's because I wasn't me at that time." With that, she stabbed the dagger into her heart, and Wright didn't have time to react.

Anne didn't have the slightest pain on her face, and pulled out the dagger with a sigh, and strangely enough, there wasn't much blood flowing out, only some intermittently, and the blood didn't hit the ground, but flew into Anne's hand, turning into a red pill, exuding a slight breath of life, and the struggling look on her face disappeared.

"This is a personality that I grew up with memories before I was four years old, and I really miss it. Anne took the pill in her hand and sighed slightly, and then put the pill into the magic space, and then she took off her glasses, untied two braids, and draped down her long hair, and her temperament changed.

Potions has developed to such a high level, it has come into contact with the level of spirit and personality from pharmacology, but Wright has not had the time to sigh, he has been hit too much, and he has no time to take care of these details.

"So it's a hoax and a lie from beginning to end?" No wonder she always mentions her teacher, but never says her name, no wonder she is very demanding in her living habits, but lacks general common sense, Anne tilted her head and thought for a while, "Well, to be precise, it should be a coincidence, I didn't lie to you, my name is Annie, I am good at potions, there is a teacher, but he is dead, you didn't ask me if I would kill her, and I am not obligated to take the initiative to tell you." ā€

Wright didn't know what to do, whether to do it to Annie, or to threaten her to cure Fiona, but in vain continued to cast spells, but healing magic was not his forte, and he was even more at a loss when he encountered special poisons, "Ah, I really don't want to start, but the journey is coming to an end, and it will be very troublesome to kill her when she enters the Star Moon Pavilion, and some people don't want her to secretly spread it in her arms." Wright was also shocked, Fiona's secret had already been told to me, would she find out, and then remembered that when she met a robber pretending to be a Leman soldier, Anne went out to pick herbs, and did not hear what Fiona said to herself, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fiona gradually lost her breath in Wright's arms, and her body began to cool down, but Anne was still talking leisurely, "Actually, I was just looking for you to play at first, and it was just an accident that I encountered the mission goal, I wanted to hang out with you more, otherwise I would have done it directly when I saw her for the first time in Loriente, because you are really interesting, the same as what Sister Gray Feather said." ā€

Wright raised his head sharply and widened his eyes, as if this would determine whether the two words he heard just now were hallucinations, "Haha, you are really close to Sister Gray Feather, and your reaction is also very interesting." Anne chuckled, and Wright suddenly saw the innocent Anne.

"Ah, I can't say more, there's a very troublesome guy coming over, I'm the executor No. 9 Chiba, I'll see you again when I have a chance in the future, bye~. With that, Anne took out her broom and flew away, disappearing from Wright's field of vision, and Wright did nothing, as if she had lost her consciousness and stared into the distance.

After a while, a figure quickly approached Wright, a middle-aged man with gray hair, about forty or fifty years old, he came to Wright's side, took Fiona's corpse, and tapped the wound in his hand, and many illusions appeared around him, that is, what had happened before was a vague replay.

The man stood up with Fiona in his arms, and looked down at Wright on the ground, while Wright was still kneeling there in a distraction, his eyes were empty and did not intersect, as if he was immersed in memories, and seemed to be unable to accept this fact, the man hesitated, but in the end he did not move or say a word, and disappeared into the jungle not far away with Fiona's body in his arms.

Originally, the operation in the palace was carried out in the afternoon, and it was already dusk when the incident on the observation deck happened, and Wright knelt until the sky was full of stars, and during this time, two people passed by this remote path, and pointed at Wright without him the slightest reaction, and now Wright was alone, dragging his heavy steps towards Demion.

He was so tired, he couldn't figure out these things, obviously he was a partner who helped each other all the way, so he didn't hesitate at all, whether his credulity killed Fiona, or his incompetence killed her, why didn't he find out earlier, why there are so many betrayals and lies in this world.

The scene of Yoricna's generous death, the scene of Fiona falling peacefully, the scene of Anne stabbing the dagger into her heart, all of it all came together and raged in Wright's mind, destroying his logical thinking, he was too tired to think anymore, and he just wanted to fall asleep as soon as he turned his head, depriving himself of all ways of thinking, and maybe never waking up again, which was also a good choice. (End of volume)