Pain, endless pain, pain from tearing muscles, pain from shattering bones...... All the pain is mixed together, and it is impossible to live, not to die. The body seems to be smashed into a pulp, and a little bit of recovery is smashed again, and the process seems to be endless.

There seems to be something gathering power in the body, but when you feel it carefully, there is no obvious feedback, and your brain is in a mess, unable to send effective signals, trying in vain to grab something with your hands and feet, only to fall into a painful cycle again in the next second.

“...... Hurry up and bring it in!"

“...... Who is this man...... Call the priest!"

"Hopeless......"

"Please, save him......"

“...... Your Highness, this cannot be ......"

"I owe you a ......"

"That's fine. ”

The shadow of death still lurks in the darkness, but the inextricable cycle of pain has quietly dissipated.

The consciousness that had almost completely stagnated gradually awakened and began to feel its presence, and the dark blue light condensed little by little in the level of consciousness, and finally merged into two mysterious runes that flowed slowly like water.

From the two runes, something vaguely could be perceived, which seemed to be some kind of text that contained rhyme, and it seemed like a poem with a strange rhythm. However, the slow-moving consciousness is difficult to analyze the specific meaning of those runes as usual, and only weak, fragmented words are subconsciously sent into memory.

As consciousness regained, the two runes gradually disappeared into the depths of his mind, replaced by another warm force, like a spring breeze, gradually blowing away the painful feeling.

I don't know how long it took for a tiny glow to shine in the darkness.

El let out a dull moan and struggled to open his eyes.

Consciousness finally returned to the body, or rather, the body finally recovered. He tried to get up, but found that he didn't even have the ability to move a finger. I can already feel my body, but it's hard to dominate it. Neck, shoulders, wrists...... These once flexible body parts are now more like a lump of dead flesh filled with water. No matter what kind of commands are given in the brain, the final feedback is nothing more than a slight tremor

El couldn't help but think back to the veterans he had seen in the taverns in Queensland, many of whom had survived the battlefield but had been so badly wounded that they had lost their strength in their hands and feet, which the old people often said had hurt their muscles and bones. The human body is particularly fragile compared to that of wild animals, and sometimes a single knife wound can leave you with a lifelong disability.

And before he lost consciousness, he clearly remembered that he had been slashed a full fourteen times.

Did I survive?'s first thought in El at the moment was not rejoicing, but surprise. Through his insight into the power of runes, he is well aware of the various data of his body. If there is a three-point chance of surviving until the last mantis monster appears, then dodging with all your might after that will cost you your life.

Surprise is surprise, anyway, at least I really survived, and other problems are not a big deal. With a slight sigh of relief in his heart, El raised his head as best he could with the strength he had just built-up, expanding his gaze to the surroundings.

The place where he was was surrounded by coarse canvas supported by wooden frames, and from the style of it, it looked like a makeshift marching tent set up in the army. He soon discovered the main reason why he couldn't move, as his whole body was wrapped in bandages as tightly as a mummy. The air was filled with the smell of a mixture of herbs, and there was a faint hint of a familiar fragrance.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and someone lifted the curtain of the tent, and the bright sunlight poured in and shone on El Else's face, making him involuntarily squint.

Although the figure could not be seen clearly, there was a certain impressive smell wafting through the fresh air, which was enough for El to confirm the identity of the comer. Elegant and elegant, the faint fragrance of tea, and the residual fragrance in the tent, belong to the same person who is different, and if you think about it, this tent may have been the girl's residence originally.

El raised the corners of his mouth, habitually trying to say a few words, but found that his voice was hoarse and obscure. There was still clotted blood in his trachea, and he couldn't help coughing when he opened his mouth.

A soft touch came from behind his ear, gently lifting his head and feeding him a spoonful of warm potion. I don't know what kind of herb it is, although the effect is immediate, it stops the cough, but it is so bitter that El rolls his eyes, and he wants to die again.

He looked up just in time to see the bright, clear eyes above the veil, with seven parts of joy and three parts of cunning. There was no doubt that the bowl of potion was clearly taking revenge on him for his pranks.

"Your life is really hard enough, you can survive being cut like this. Although she said this, the worried expression on Tiana's face was noticeably relaxed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

"yes, I can't believe it. El smiled bitterly, of course his own body knew it, so he became more and more suspicious. He knew very well that with his injuries at that time, even if he was rescued, he would not be able to survive. Unless it is a miracle, it must be a high-level divine healing.

In El's former memory, even aristocratic families would inevitably go bankrupt as the price of allowing the temple priests to perform that kind of high-level divine magic. And how could he, a nobody, be favored and favored by the temple priests? Looking into the girl's eyes, the answer was self-evident.

"I wonder how much my life cost?" El asked in a low voice.

When she first arrived in Istalon, the maiden was almost the same as a beggar, and even if she was now serving the lord, she might not have enough money. He didn't know what price the girl would pay to the temple for her life, and he didn't want to think about it deeply. Either way, he can't afford to pay it back now.

"It's nothing, it's just that I paid off the favor I owed you, and then I owed another favor. Tiana spread out her hands and looked helpless. She raised an eyebrow and handed the medicine bowl to El's mouth.

El cooperated very well with a tangled and painful expression, which amused the girl to the amusement and her mood was noticeably cheerful.

"Okay, this time you not only paid off the favor, but also avenged the revenge. El cried and begged for mercy, "Miss Tiana, you have a lot of them, let me go." ”

"Do you think you'll have no other trouble if you survive? Divine magic can heal the external injuries on the body, but it can't replenish the consumption in the body. Tiana sighed as she looked at El's mummified body and put away the smile on her face.

"They say you use a special method to stimulate your potential, and then you lose so much blood that you can't recover on your own. Now that your body has run out of oil, if you don't take care of it, you may have to spend the rest of your life in bed. ”

"There's no way, if you don't do this, you'll be dead at the time. El felt a chill in his heart, but he still pretended to be a casual hippie smile in front of the girl.

"You won't be in this danger if you don't go to the front. Tiana said nonchalantly.

"Hey, hey, who wants to die, I've been forcibly recruited. El exclaimed angrily.

"If you listen to me and leave Isttalon early with Tika, you won't be swept up at all. Tiana raised an eyebrow and tapped El on the head with a spoon.

The relaxed atmosphere in the tent cooled down, and the two men glared at each other and were speechless for a moment.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. El silently muttered in his heart that good men don't fight with women, and first looked away and retreated. When he stared at him just now, he found that the girl's eyes were full of bloodshots, and the eye sockets were faintly blue.

"That...... Tiana, how long has it been since I lost consciousness?" he asked, cautiously tentatively.

"You've been in a coma for three days and three nights. Tiana noticed El Eyre's strange expression, a blush flashed across her face, and she turned her head unnaturally: "I thought you wouldn't wake up." ”

"Anyway...... Thank you again. El said seriously.

The potion in the girl's hand was still warm, and the answers to some things were self-evident.

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