Chapter 7: Perhaps there may be salvation
"Don't-"
Just when I thought Hatherine was dead, a cold and weak voice suddenly sounded, mixed with the woman's cries of pain.
I opened my eyes and saw that Lillard was shielding Hatherine with his body, while Sharman was lying on his side in disbelief, suppressed by Vivien.
Looking to the left, I don't know when, the female ninja was also detained by Danny.
The two women twisted their bodies and tried to break free, but the power of the blood clan was so strong, how could it be so easy to break free, not to mention that it was difficult for female ninjas to break free, even Shaman had no way to save herself.
Lying on the transparent wall, I exhaled deeply, watched Lillard take Hetherine in his arms with pity, kissed her forehead and cheek tremblingly, and muttered an apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this......"
Vivien and Danny had Sharman and the female ninja in their hands, and could only watch as Lerard was hurting over there.
"Put her down, and maybe save her. ”
A somewhat desolate woman's voice came from outside the door, I subconsciously turned around and saw a person walking, a black cloak wrapped her figure tightly, but from the way she walked, she could still tell that it was a woman.
The woman's back was a little bent, as if she was old, but her steps were very steady, and she walked towards Lirad step by step.
The woman walked slowly up to Lillard, slowly crouched down, put her hand on Hatherine's heart, and whispered, "If you don't want her to die immediately, trust me." ”
Hearing the woman's voice, Llard raised his head in a trance and looked at her.
When I saw Lard now, I was so shocked that I fell straight back and sat down on the ground.
Richard's eyes...... It turned green, that pale green, which looked like a pale green without pupils, which was very strange and distressing.
"You must save her......" Lard stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's cloak, pleading bitterly, "Please, Eve......"
I looked at the black cloak in amazement, was she the Eve that Liillard trusted so much, or was she just a duplicate name?
Before I had time to think about it, the woman nodded slightly, raised her hand and took off the hat of the cloak, revealing a piece of silver-white withered hair.
After another whirlwind, I seemed to land on a soft spot.
"...... Hatherine"
It's that cry again, cold and cold, but it's very dependent.
This time, I easily opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling above me for a moment, before I suddenly remembered that this was no longer the dark place, but a small building in Aburnat's estate.
"You...... Is it better?" A cold voice came from the side, and I tilted my head to look, and sure enough, I saw Lillard sitting on the edge of the bed with a worried expression.
Rield's already pale face was crawling with anxiety and worry, making it even more faint and distressing.
Seeing that Leillard's face was full of sadness, and his eyebrows were wrinkled together, I wanted to raise my hand to smooth his eyebrows, but I found that my hand couldn't move at all, and I lowered my eyes to look, but I saw that Lirad was holding my hand tightly.
Seeing that the back of my hand was clenched tightly, the corners of my mouth unconsciously rose slightly.
It turned out that when I clasped my fingers tightly with Lilard, it turned out to be this feeling......