The thick darkness filled the entire ward, and the moonlight outside the window was blocked by the curtains.
Emilia looked at the gentleman in loose white clothes on the bed at this time, and increasingly strange emotions filled her mind.
She had never had such a wonderful feeling, it was wanting, longing, strong desire, especially after the thick night enveloped her entire body, this strong feeling became stronger.
She bit her nails slightly, suppressing her body with a complicated expression. The thick darkness whispered in her ears like a devil. Her thoughts were like the dark night, and her desires were like the dark night trying to cover her reason.
Her breathing became more and more rapid, and the remaining trace of reason was like the ashes after burning paper, trying to wrap her up, but it was too fragile after all. Reason was not afraid of fiery emotions, but it was afraid of people who tended to those emotions.
The only reason she had was completely abandoned at this moment. Looking at her husband sleeping soundly on the bed, she could no longer control herself.
...
The morning glow shone on the elf on the hospital bed, and the soft light caressed his cheek, trying to wake him up.
Mir woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and looked at the furnishings and solemn murals in the room. It seemed that he had arrived at the mission hospital.
Feeling the fragrance and moisture remaining at the corner of my mouth, I subconsciously touched the corner of my mouth with the tip of my tongue. It had a strange taste, but I was in the hospital at this time, so it might be some special medicine.
"Are you awake? Mir."
Seeing that he woke up, Amelia showed bright red cheeks and looked at him with evasive eyes. She picked up a peeled fruit and handed it over: "Are you okay? You've been sleeping for a day and two."
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Amelia, have you been watching over me?" Mir took the fruit and bit into it, his mouth filled with a different kind of fragrance.
"You suddenly exploded. Charles died. I rang the bell. Anna Knight arrived soon. I followed her to the mission hospital with you." Emilia's eyes were a little dodged and her tone was a little subtle. : "Mir, are you a Pathfinder?"
"I don't need to hide it from you, you have seen it, but for some reasons, I can't tell you my method for the time being."
I didn’t even figure out my own path. Mir whispered in his mind. When he thought of his own path, Mir began to explore on his own.
"Are you looking for coins?" Emilia took out a small bag from the drawer: "Four gold coins and more than 20 copper coins are here. The knight found them after searching the scene that night. These coins were not contaminated. There are traces of heresy on them, so I thought they were all yours, so I sent them all."
Mir stopped groping and looked at the small bag in front of him, a drawstring bag made of silk with a gold silk print on it. It seemed that Grandpa Lurian's linen drawstring bag had disappeared with the explosion. He turned around See if you can make a few new ones from the leather store to compensate him.
It shouldn't be an item with special commemoration, otherwise I wouldn't just randomly give people copper coins.
But he wasn't groping for the coins, he was looking for Ellie. In that space, he clearly remembered that Ellie had kneaded into his "body", but now there was nothing strange about his body.
Is it just in the soul? But it was a completely unfamiliar territory to me, the pale white mist-like soul, and the wonderful dots of stars, which sometimes converged into lines, and sometimes splashed like stars.
They will also gather everywhere according to their own thoughts.
What's more important is the formula on the table. If you guessed correctly, it should be the magic potion formula of Sequence Nine. Although I don't even know the name of the sequence, I didn't expect that the magic potion formula can be obtained so easily. The other path-finders are also gods. Given?
And why is Ellie behind the door? Still waiting for me to open the door, it feels like, like He has been sealed...
This is too ridiculous, and why can I open the door? What are those dots in your soul?
So what is your path? Is it just to open the door?
There were mysteries everywhere, and Mir couldn't help but call out in his mind: "Ellie, are you there?"
But what comes with the call is the sound of peaceful sleep...
This made Mir look strange. Does a god also want to sleep?
Forget it, the next step is to refine the potion. The potion looks quite simple.
"Do you like this money bag? It's very beautiful. I made it when I was bored. I'll give it to you." Emilia watched him staring at the money bag in a daze, feeling a little happy in her heart, and handed the money bag over. past.
"This," a sudden scene brought Mil's thoughts back. He subconsciously took the purse and didn't realize it until he got it in his hand. But at this time, he was too embarrassed to push it back: "Then, thank you Emilia, this purse is really good." pretty."
At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Anna Knight, with long burgundy hair, strode in. Looking at the ambiguous atmosphere in front of her, her face was expressionless: "You're awake, Mir, are you okay? .”
"You're here, Knight Anna. Thanks to you, I'm safe and sound." Mir expressed his sincere thanks to the knight who came to him with a refreshing face and agile posture.
"It seems that you have not lost your memory this time," Anna looked at Mir's eyes suspiciously: "You are not a heretic, there is no doubt about it, but you are a pather, right?"
"Haha, I only found out about the path the night before, but as you can see, I may indeed be a path user." Mir spread his hands, and he couldn't hide it anymore: "But I can't tell you for some reason. Please forgive me."
Anna stared into Mil's eyes solemnly, as if she wanted to find something in those light green pupils: "In view of your behavior of killing heretics, I don't think we are enemies, but you are not from the Orthodox Church, otherwise There is no need to hide it from me, the moonlight, night and ocean of the Neutral Church, you don’t even want to tell me your path, is it moonlight?”
When Anna said this, she felt very reasonable and nodded: "Emilia told me the cause and effect. You deceived a heretic and made him think that his dignity was insulted. Therefore, you are from the Moonlight Sect, right? ?”
When Mil heard this, he blinked his big eyes and looked at the two of them innocently, but when Anna saw his appearance, she became more sure of her thoughts: "Look at this little expression that makes people feel pity. Just like the innocent kitten who ate the bread, no one is more moonlight than you."
"Okay," Anna waved her hand: "I don't care what church you belong to. The three major neutral churches generally do not touch the people. In other words, what the three major neutral churches do, even if they are not believers, will never be affected. It’s all happening, and fraud will not decrease just because there are fewer Moonlight believers, and fraud is not necessarily a bad thing, just like you relied on fraud to lure out Charles.”
"As long as you don't associate with heretics, we will always be friends," Anna stretched out her right hand and took off her glove, revealing a white and slender palm with a few scars.
Mir stretched out his hand to hold it and nodded: "I will not associate with heretics, at least there is no doubt about this."
