I don't think I did anything wrong at all, even if I was driven out of the town by the guards, using the tips of their swords, "Get out of Brill! You are as dirty and smelly as the orcs!"
At that moment, I felt Dallion squeeze my wrist hard.
*
Lafayette and Gilly lived in a wooden house outside the town. It was as cold as an ice cellar inside.
With the last rays of the sinking sun, I saw that there were only a few pieces of furniture in the room: a wooden table with a broken leg and had to lean against the wall, a rotten wardrobe, and two opposite hay-covered kiosks. Bed, not even a chair in the whole house.
When Gilly let us into the room, she said sorry to me with red eyes, and I looked at Dallion, who was silent all the way. He seemed really annoyed, but he was still kind enough not to leave me behind.
*
After sending us to this remote place, Ryder hurriedly drove the carriage away without knowing what he was going to do.
*
Dallion frowned and looked into the house, and then carefully helped me to a thicker bed in the meadow. Gilly helped Lafayette lie down on the other side. The boy was really seriously ill. From the moment I stopped him, I found out that he had a high fever. At this moment, his face was burning red and he was coughing non-stop. Along the way, he tilted his head and leaned in Gilly's arms, unable to say anything except gasping for air.
"Lafayette? Lafayette?" Gilly called his name softly, but got no response, which made her cry out, "Oh my god... what should I do..."
"I don't know much about medicine." I immediately dug out my personal luggage, which contained many bottles and cans. Wendell stuffed them into me when I left Dalaran. "These are red ones. Is there any healing potion he can use?"
Gilly was stunned for a moment, her face full of embarrassment.
To be honest, I don’t expect Gilly to answer me. I can only look at Dallion and hope he can say something. He has read a lot of books and must know a lot of things. If he really wasn't going to help, he should probably go back to Antlers earlier, right?
Dallion looked at me with his blue eyes for a long time, then sighed, "We have to make a fire and boil some hot water," he finally spoke. He looked at my bottles carefully and picked out A round-bottomed medicine bottle was handed to me, "Give him to drink this first. By the way, Miss Gilly," he turned to Gilly over there, "Do you have any firewood? It's too cold here."
Gilly shook her head, tears could not help but fall down. However, she immediately wiped her eyes, turned around and picked up the rusty machete under the table, "I'm going to chop it! It's very close to the forest here!"
"No," Dallion took the blade from her hand, "You stay here, I'll go."
*
As the sun set, the room became even darker. Gilly lit the pungent oil lamp on the table. With the big yellow light, I saw that there was only a thin layer of oil left inside.
I jumped to Lafayette's bedside with one foot and opened the lid of the medicine bottle. The medicine inside suddenly gave off a strong smell of blood, which was the smell of royal blood grass and living root grass.
"Jili? Lift his neck higher." I said to the girl standing aside, completely at a loss.
She immediately wiped her hands and placed Lafayette's head on her lap.
"Sister..." Lafayette shouted in a daze.
"I'm here, Lafayette." Gilly patted his shoulder gently, "Come on, open your mouth and obey."
However, it must be that the bottle of potion tasted too disgusting. As soon as I poured it into Lafayette's mouth, he frowned and opened his mouth to one side and vomited, but except for a few mouthfuls of sour water, he spit out nothing.
"Lafayette, Lafayette, you must take the medicine..." Gilly touched the side of his face and tears fell again, "otherwise, what should I do about your illness..."
I reached out and held Lafayette's shoulder, and brought the potion close to Lafayette's grinning lips again.
The potion had a fishy smell, but behind the fishy smell, I smelled a muffled rancid smell, which came from the bandage on Lafayette's head. His left eye was just under the bandage, and I didn't have the guts to look.
He seemed a little thirsty, and after getting used to the taste of the potion, he actually drank everything in the bottle.
"Thank you, I really don't know what to say..." Gilly wiped her eyes and said, but at that moment, Lafayette, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes again, and he stared very ferociously.
"Sister...sister..." He suddenly shouted loudly, but his absent-minded eyes were staring blankly at my face.
"What's wrong with you?!" I subconsciously stepped back.
But he grabbed my wrist and said, "Help me... help me..." He was breathing heavily, and his chest was rising and falling so hard and violently that I was really afraid that it would suddenly stop!
That look startled both Gilly and me, "Lafaye?!" For a moment, Gilly almost cried, "What's going on?! Why can't he recognize anyone?!"
what happened?
How do I know what's going on? !
Moreover, Lafayette's strength was so strong that in an instant, he almost broke my wrist.
I pinched his fingers hard, "Hey! Let go! Lafayette!"
"Medicine? Is it that bottle of medicine?!" At that moment, Gilly suddenly shouted sharply. She rushed forward and pushed me away hard. I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but I forgot The wound on my foot was so hard that I almost couldn't breathe.
With a bang, I was pushed firmly to the cold ground. If my cloak hadn't been thick enough, I think my right arm used to support my body would have broken!
"Oh..." The wound on my foot seemed to be torn open. The severe pain made me bite my lip. The taste of blood on my tongue made me furious. "You took the wrong medicine." ?!”
"What the hell did you give him to drink?! You poisonous scorpion?!" Gilly blocked Lafayette like a hen guarding her young and shouted at me. Her face was covered with tears and her dark hair was messy. It was shaking in the air, looking like a madman.
"I knew that you rich people are more poisonous than scorpions! You are just like them! You want to hurt him! Hurt a seriously ill child! Hurt my only relative! God! Why didn't you send down the thunder? , burn these poisonous scorpions to ashes?!"
The flame of anger was burning in my heart, "Am I as mentally ill as you and would give expensive poison to a penniless boy to drink?!" I almost gritted my teeth when I said the last sentence.
"...Then how could he do this?!" she screamed, "What the hell did you give him to drink!?"
"That's a healing potion! You ignorant fool!"
"Screw the healing potion! How could the healing potion..."
"My... my medal... give it back to me... I don't want to..." At that moment, Lafayette's voice also became sharp.
We couldn't help but shut our mouths and looked at him.
I saw his hands waving helplessly in mid-air, his eyes staring straight at the top of his head, as if he was looking at the dark ceiling, or looking at the nowhere void, "Give it back to me...Give it back to me... ...Give me...my medal..." He screamed, with big tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
I couldn't help but stare at Gilly again, "What is he talking about?! What medal?!"
Gilly was stunned for a moment, and suddenly rushed to the blackened wardrobe. She rummaged through it, throwing old clothes and pieces of cloth all over the floor. Then, she turned around and told me with a cry, " The Future Time and Space Medal that Lafayette won back is missing!"
*
At that moment, rapid footsteps sounded outside the door, "Messiah!" Dallion was seen running to the door panting, his cheeks were red and his eyes were anxious, "What happened?!" As he said, He was suddenly startled, threw the things in his hands to the ground, and helped me up with a cold air, "How did you fall to the ground?! Get up! Be careful!"
I glanced at Gilly with some annoyance and didn't answer.
Dallion asked me to sit on the edge of the bed, and then squatted at my feet. I only heard him reciting something in a low voice. Suddenly, a warm holy light floated out from his hands, and it passed through the thick layer of my feet. The bandage sank into the instep of my foot.
The pain seemed to have eased a little, "Oh...thank you, Dallion."
He looked at me worriedly, "Does it hurt anywhere else?" As he said that, he suddenly paused, then took off his gloves, and lightly touched my lips with his fingertips shining with holy light. The touch surprised me, and I slapped his fingers away, "What are you doing?!"
Snapped--
The crisp sound made us all stunned for a moment, and the next second, his face turned redder. He awkwardly raised his hand that was still in the air, "I just..."
I said with a bit of grit, "Sorry, I'm fine."
"Give it back to me...Give it back to me..." Lafayette was still shouting, but his voice was already hoarse.
Dallion looked back at him and frowned again, "What's going on with him?"
"You are a Holy Light Priest, right?" Suddenly, Gilly spoke in a dry voice. She walked up to us in a few steps, looking at Darien with a hint of hope in her eyes, "You know Holy Light Magic? It must be the Holy Light Priest, right?”
After hesitating for a moment, Dallion stood up and said, "That's right, miss."
That answer made Gilly couldn't help laughing, and she immediately wiped her face, "Help him, please!" She grabbed his arm, and immediately took it back under his displeased gaze. , "He drank that bottle of medicine and became like this! He doesn't even recognize me! Please help him! I know there is nothing that the Holy Light can't do!"
"Calm down first, miss," Dallion looked at me, "Messiah, tell me, what's going on?"
"Just as she said, Lafayette drank the bottle of potion, and then that was it." As I said that, I pointed to the boy on the bed opposite.
He seemed to be tired from all the hard work, his hands hung limply by his sides, and his originally high-pitched shouts also weakened.
"How is that possible?" Dallion couldn't believe it at all, "That's just a bottle of healing potion."
"I also know it's a healing potion."
He looked at me, and then sat down next to Lafayette. He closed his eyes slightly and began to recite the mantra softly, "Supreme Holy Light, please listen to my prayer..."
He is really talented in magic. As the spell flows, even I can feel the slight vibration of the magic world.
A large swath of holy light gathered in the air, and then poured into Lafayette's chest like a waterfall. For a moment, his violently heaving chest seemed to calm down, but Dallion frowned.
The holy light is like a river, rushing endlessly.
Dallion's brows frowned more and more, and I could clearly see that his shoulders were shaking slightly, and his strong arms were tense.
Woo--
A large swath of holy light shuttled through the air, whistling like a cold wind.
In that warm holy light, I saw Dallion's cheeks begin to turn white and his expression began to become painful.
I stood up immediately, "Dallion! What's wrong with you?!"
However, Dallion did not answer. His hands were still hanging on Lafayette's chest, and large swaths of holy light kept bursting out.
Something seemed wrong, "Pull him away quickly!" I stared at Gilly and shouted.
Gilly was also startled and immediately reached for Darien's shoulders, but he seemed to be frozen and motionless, "What should I do?! I can't push him!"
"Oh! You are so useless!" I immediately jumped over and gave Gilly a hand, but the next second, I felt like I was pushing a huge boulder!
how so? !
Turning around, I tried to move Lafayette, but such a thin boy was as heavy as a mountain!
oh! What's going on? !
"...Uh..." An extremely painful moan escaped from Dallion's mouth, and large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, soaking the soft hair around his cheeks.
Oh my God! what to do? !
Hot sweat flowed into my eyes, and I blinked hard. In an instant, I realized that I saw those things again.
I saw the shining magic core in his belly. The core was spinning rapidly, and there was not much magic left around him. However, the golden magic energy was still flowing along the magic threads in his body. It comes out, and then flows into Lafayette's body. Wait, why is there a layer of dark mist on Lafayette's body? The mist is so cold, it is obviously shadow energy. When I wanted to see more clearly, I suddenly felt a pain in my eyes. I immediately rubbed my eyes full of tears. This time, when I looked over again, I could no longer see those things.
However, I at least already know that if Dallion does not stop, his core will be drained. The damage to the magic core can never be repaired, even if he is an outstanding Holy Light priest.
what to do? what to do? !
As far as I could see, no one could tell me what to do! I almost jumped up in anxiety. At that moment, my eyes suddenly glanced at the black ring on my left hand. I immediately took it off and put it on Dallion's finger. The ring seemed to be alive. It expanded in circles, and then completely turned into the size of Dallion, "Help him." I prayed in a low voice, and then pushed away the dark flower on the ring.
call--
It was as if a breeze was blowing in his face, and the out-of-control magic in Dallion's hand was suddenly cut off. He fell backward suddenly, and Gilly immediately supported him.
"Darian, Darian!" I squeezed his hand anxiously.
"...It's...it's a curse..." Darien gritted his teeth and told us with difficulty, his blue eyes lifeless, "Be careful...don't give him medicine...water..." before he finished speaking. , the boy softened.
"Darian! Dalien!" There was no reply. He seemed to have fallen into a coma, his eyes were closed tightly and his breathing was extremely rapid.
"Oh my God! What should I do?!" Gilly was about to cry again, "What the hell is going on?!"
what happened?
How the hell do I know what's going on? !
All I know is that I am extremely anxious, but there is nothing I can do!
"Hel him onto the bed over there!" I gritted my teeth and shouted angrily at Gilly, "Go and light a fire, now!"
