After taking a short rest, I followed the screams one after another and staggered all the way to the edge of the woods. The battlefield between Ricky and Igor had reached the cliff edge of Gavin Heights, or to be more precise, Ricky Already retreated all the way to the edge of the cliff.
I saw him kneeling in the snow, his sword had been thrown far away, but Igor's sword was still in his hand, and it penetrated Ricky's calf!
There was blood everywhere, and it seemed that most of it belonged to Ricky. His face was deformed from pain, but Igor was still smiling.
He was standing behind Ricky. Suddenly, he pulled out the sword from Ricky's leg, bringing out a piece of blood like bright red satin.
"Uh-huh!!!" In an instant, Ricky moved several steps in the snow with his knees, but soon fell down without any strength. His chest was heaving violently, and his eyes were glaring, angry, but powerless.
"Hehehe..." Igor bared his teeth and smiled, and followed him slowly, "Listen to your scream, boy, it's as beautiful as singing, I can't help but want to hear more!" Once again, he raised the bloody weapon in his hand with a grin, and the next second, the weapon stabbed into Ricky's leg again!
"Uh... uhhh!!" The leaves seemed to be shaking from Ricky's scream!
"Keep shouting! Keep shouting! Hahaha!"
*
"He will die." I turned around and said loudly. Even though there was nothing around me, I knew that the big thief must be nearby, "Save him!"
"I was kind enough not to kill him early." Dean's voice came from deep in the trees, melting into the rustling branches and leaves.
"Dean! Please!"
This time, the only answer I received was dead silence.
Did that bloody cold-blooded devil really just walk away so gracefully? !
*
"Uh-huh!!"
On the other side of the cliff, Ricky's screams continued. From my point of view, one of his calves had almost been broken off, with only a little flesh connected, and his entire dark leather boots were soaked in blood.
But he still didn't faint, his throat kept roaring, and he almost cried out blood.
Oh my god...
I bit my lip hard, and my eyes were so bright red that I felt as if my head was set on fire by the color.
I looked around quickly and suddenly found the pitch-black hand crossbow that had been thrown away not far away.
I threw off the cloak and rolled out of the bushes. At this moment, my whole body was covered with Michael's blood. Such a roll actually left a bright red mark on the snow.
I picked up the hand crossbow, raised my hand, aimed, and the arrow shot through the air towards Igor!
However, God knows how he discovered it. He quickly turned his body and the arrow missed his arm. No, it was not without any result. His arm was cut by the arrow and blood flowed out!
I quickly reloaded the arrows and raised the hand crossbow again.
"You'd better stand there and don't move!" I stared at Igor tightly and yelled through gritted teeth, "I'm a very good shooter! Much better than the young master over there!"
Ricky propped up his body and raised his head feebly. I was sure he saw me, "...Mi...Saya..." He couldn't believe it. The next second, he yelled at me in a hoarse voice, "Don't come here! You are no match at all!"
I glanced at him again, "Shut up! Trash!"
"Oh," Igor glanced at me and then behind me, his face sank, "That idiot, Michael is finished?"
"Yes, it's your turn now." I arched my back and slowly pushed forward, "Stand away! Stay away from him!"
Igor retreated all the way, and finally we were all standing on the cliff, except Ricky who was still kneeling on the spot.
call
The roaring mountain wind swirled between him and me, but my penis was pointed firmly at Igor's head.
Only a genius knows that at this moment, my heart was beating fast in my chest, and I almost tried my best to keep myself from trembling in front of the villain who exuded a cold air.
I narrowed my eyes and slowly tightened the trigger. A little, and a little.
Hold on, Messiah.
I said to myself, then bit my lip.
Almost at the same moment, I felt my eyes dazzled. Igor moved a step to the side at an incomprehensible speed, leaving a series of afterimages in the air. I was shocked and immediately pulled the trigger.
Whoosh
This time the arrow only grazed his shoulder. I had no time to reload, but Igor had already raised his sword and rushed towards me with a shout. The deadly sword tip seemed to have traveled through time and space, and it arrived all at once. In front of my throat! The edge of the sword is cold!
Oops!
I instinctively retreated, but how could the speed of retreat be as fast as the speed of a heavy charge? ! Between the lightning and flint, a black shadow suddenly rushed over from the air!
"Oh!" The unsuspecting Igor exclaimed, and was knocked down by the black shadow. They rolled several times in the snow, and then fell off the cliff together!
Subconsciously, I rushed over and hugged his arm tightly the moment the black shadow fell!
"Uh-huh," Igor's cry echoed in the sky for a long time, and then ended with a muffled sound. Like Christmas fireworks, he splashed bright red under the cliff dozens of meters deep.
I lay down in the cold snow, and after a moment of blank thought, I finally saw the black figure clearly.
It's Ricky!
At this moment, he was hanging completely on the cliff, and only his right hand was tightly held by me.
The mountain wind howled, and his body was shaken by the wind.
He is already tall and strong, how could I hold him back? At this moment, the heavy weight pulled me to slide towards the cliff!
"Let me go! Messiah!" Ricky struggled hard.
"No! Don't move, stupid pig! Are you planning to kill me?!" I roared, but the snow was so slippery, even if I tried my best to stop the slide with my knees, I was still suddenly pulled towards the cliff. A big part, now, half of my upper body is outside the cliff!
"ah!!"
Oh my God!
what to do? !
what to do? !
Ricky stared at me, his eyes almost burning, "I don't need a bastard to save me! I feel sick even if you come near me!" He raised his left hand and tried to pry my fingers apart.
I couldn't help but get furious and dug my nails into his flesh, "Your mouth is as stinky as your sword skills! Young Master Rubio!" I roared and tried to pull him hard, but, That force caused me to completely lose my strength, and I suddenly slid forward.
"Ah!" We screamed together, and I just felt that the hard bottom of the cliff was spinning in front of my eyes like a whirlpool!
The heartbeat seems to have stopped again!
But at that moment, just when I was about to slide out completely, I suddenly felt a pair of hard hands suddenly holding my ankles, and then, those hands with huge power pulled me away from me. Drag it up from the cliff!
I gasped in horror and looked back. In the howling cold wind and the dancing snow, I vaguely saw the shadow of a short man.
He grabbed my feet and dragged me back with all his strength!
Dean? !
"Use some strength, little lady." His voice was as vague as his figure.
I took a deep breath, immediately hugged Ricky's arm tightly, and began to move backward desperately.
"Hold on to me! Ricky! Are you just like Sari, who can act coquettishly?!"
"You fart!"
"Hold on! If you slide down any further, you'll only be worthy of wearing a skirt! Serving dishes in a tavern!"
"Shut up!"
"Drink!" I screamed! After a few seconds that seemed like tens of thousands of years, I finally succeeded in pulling the big guy up the cliff! At that moment, I knelt in the snow and gasped for air, almost breathing out my cold lungs!
My ears were still buzzing, so I looked back again. This time, there was only blood on the ground and a few snowflakes riding on the wind behind me. There was no trace of Dean at all. Moreover, I discovered sensitively, The feeling that "he might be around" has completely disappeared.
Ricky was kneeling opposite me, breathing heavily. Suddenly, he groaned in pain and fell weakly on my shoulder.
"Hey!" The heavy weight made me shrink my neck. I couldn't help but look at his leg. The calf connected by the flesh had disappeared, leaving only a bloody wound.
...God... I hope he doesn't go crazy when he gets better.
"Get up." After treating the wound for a while, I held Ricky's waist and tried my best to help him stand up while he was unconscious. "We have to go back as soon as possible, otherwise, you will meet your ancestors! Maybe, they will be happy to give you a few slaps!"
*
On the third day of the attack, I was finally put down from the bed by Ilusha, whose eyes were bloodshot. "Please go and eat something. From today on, you have to pick up the food yourself." Momo carefully put the bottles containing the potions away. The bottles and jars were put away, "At night, remember to change the dressing, Su Rui will help you."
I looked at the bandage on my hand and twisted my rattling wrist, "I know."
"Miss Messiah," just as I jumped off the edge of the bed, Lao Momo, who walked to the door, suddenly spoke, "This time, the entire White House thanks you for rescuing Master Ricky. Although... Madam may not say it out loud, but I still want to say thank you to you on her behalf."
"Oh, so, they, no, how are you going to thank me?"
"We sincerely express..."
"Oh, it's not worth anything."
"Miss Messiah!" Momo frowned in displeasure, "Madam, she..."
"I saved her son, and she didn't even say 'thank you' to me!" I interrupted her loudly, even more unhappy than she was, but soon, the disappointment in my heart calmed down, "If you If you're kind enough, add a rabbit leg to your dinner and I'll say 'thank you'."
*
The weather seemed to be getting bad. On such a morning, the sky was covered with dark clouds and candles were already lit in the hall.
"Mother, please, let me and Ricky go to Nanhai Town together!" Just when I walked to the bend of the stairs, I suddenly heard a conversation coming from downstairs. It was Sari, "I can take care of it." Ricky, you can also help the pharmacist there, Mr. Hercula, I’ve read a lot of books about herbal medicine!”
"Okay, okay, my child, go prepare your luggage." Mrs. Rubio's voice was tired but loving, "Don't forget to pray for your father every day, and pray that he can return safely as soon as possible."
"I will. Mother, you don't need to worry. Father just went to Beihu Farm to check the situation. He brought so many guards... and those bandits couldn't even defeat that wild... not even the Messiah!"
"But they chopped off one of Ricky's legs."
"Sorry, mother, I..."
"See you soon, dear."
There was a moment of dead silence, and then there was the unusually clear sound of the door squeaking.
I almost laughed while lying on the handrail of the stairs. That Miss Rubio had an unusual stupidity that was completely opposite to her beauty.
I quietly climbed down from the armrest, walked behind the sari like a cat, and walked towards the dining room. When I passed by Ricky's room, I subconsciously glanced at the ajar door.
How is that unfortunate guy doing now? Maybe he's crying? Maybe he's going to be as loud as he was when he first woke up? Maybe, I can laugh at him well...
However, I suddenly realized that I didn’t want to do this at all from the bottom of my heart. His bloody calf always dangled in front of my eyes, and Ricky’s cry for death always appeared in my mind.
Just as I was wandering at the door, the ajar door suddenly opened from the inside. At the door, there was Lester's face, "Mimi Messiah!" Lester's voice was full of surprise, "You, you, you" Are you here to see Ricky Kiki?”
Oh, shit...it seemed like it was too late to turn around and leave.
"Messiah?" Ricky's voice came from inside the door. It was completely different from the strong voice it once had. His voice was hoarse, weak, and tired. "Please come in."
After hesitating for a moment, I walked in the door.
Ricky's house is as simple as ever, with a wooden table, a big bed, and a wooden frame. The big bed was facing the door, and the quilt on it completely buried him. The fire was burning red, but it didn't warm his cold eyes at all.
He worked hard to move back, making his upper body more upright.
To be honest, this is not the first time I have entered Ricky's house. I remember that I once came in and secretly played with the toy soldiers he put on the high wooden shelf.
That set was made of opal and was very expensive. When he was young, Ricky often took those soldiers and knocked them around. The reason why the table in their restaurant was missing a corner was the masterpiece of Ricky and those toy soldiers. For this reason, his father also locked him in the woodshed.
But at this moment, the wooden shelf was empty.
As if noticing my gaze, Ricky glanced over there with great effort. He knew something, "I'm not a little boy anymore. I can't always play with toys."
I spread my hands and threw myself into the soft chair next to the fireplace, "So, what's the matter?"
Ricky looked at Lester, "Let me talk to her alone, bro."
"Coco, cocoa, mother, mother, mother, let me, me, me..."
"Are you afraid that I'll beat him?" I glanced at Lester.
"No, no, no, no, no." Lester's face turned red with urgency, "I, I, I, I..."
"Then wait outside the door for a while and let him finish quickly. I'm very hungry and I'm in a hurry to eat."
Lester glanced at Ricky worriedly and went out.
There was an awkward silence in the room. Ricky and I looked at each other, but we were speechless.
I don't know why, but this young Rubio, who I hated the most, gave me a strange feeling. I felt pity for him, and I was angry for him.
"Then, tell me." After a moment of silence, I spoke up first.
Ricky's eyes flashed, "Do you want to leave this manor?" His words were straightforward.
"……What?"
"They don't like you..."
"Them?" I interrupted him with a sneer, "I think you are the best of them."
That sentence made him stunned for a moment, and then he pursed his dry lips, "That's right." After a while, he looked at me honestly again, "We don't like you. Mother doesn't want to see you, and neither do my brothers and sisters." I can't live in harmony with you, and you don't want to marry Ilusha, and I'm sure you don't want to marry a hunter or a farmer in the future, right?"
His words made me frown in displeasure, "No one can force me to marry a hunter or a farmer."
"Then, let's leave." He stretched his body again and took out something from under the pillow. He touched the cover of the thing with nostalgia, and his chest suddenly rose and fell violently. After a long time, he handed it to I said, "Take this."
I was stunned for a moment and saw that the cover of the book was wrapped in bright red velvet and surrounded by shining gold edges. The thing didn't look like an expulsion letter at all. After hesitating for a moment, I got up and walked to Ricky's bedside and took the book over.
"It's yours." Ricky said, and suddenly turned his head away, but I still saw the extreme pain and deep reluctance in his eyes.
what happened?
I glanced at him doubtfully, and then opened the thing in my hand. I found that it was an invitation letter, with beautiful cursive characters printed inside, and the signature was the seal of King Terenas.
"Every vassal will have such an honorary place," Ricky explained in a hoarse voice. "Go to the King's City of Lordaeron to receive guidance in fighting, maybe with the Holy Light, maybe with a sword, and, later, in the army. Serve in reserve service."
"...Oh...you want me to go?"
"I can't go anymore," he murmured, his fingers clinging to the soft quilt unwillingly, almost wanting to dig holes in it, "I have to go to Nanhai Town for a long period of rehabilitation...and Lester has to stay at home to protect the manor and my mother, am I counting on Sari and Elise?"
"...If I go, you won't have a chance."
"In five days, there will be a carriage heading to Dalaran. At that time, you can set off. Remember, help me graduate. Now, get out." Ricky's voice was choked, and he was biting his lips. , it seems that he doesn’t want to make a fool of himself in front of a girl, but why can’t he help it? His eyes were red and full of fluid, and he suddenly became very irritable, "Get out! Get out! Now!" He lifted up the quilt and covered himself, "Get out! Get out! Get out! Please …”
Strangely enough, I didn't get angry at his rudeness. I looked at the slightly trembling quilt, then at the invitation in my hand, turned around, and left with a heavy heart.
I hesitated at the door, but I couldn't express my gratitude.
