Things are a little bad.
Strange things happen frequently in this farm. People turn into jackals one by one. The unchanged people are trying to hide something. Moreover, there is a demon here, a demon who wants to destroy our star.
When I lay on the hard bed and weakly talked about the devil, everyone fell silent.
Including Dallion who has been stroking my hair and trying to comfort me, including Ricky who has been looking at me and Dallion in annoyance, uh, or confusion, including being by my side peeling off the wounds on my back. rag sari.
Of course, no fifth person will hear these things. Because when Dallion carried me into this compartment, he stapled a scroll to the blackened wall. Soon, the earth-yellow barrier sealed this place tightly. I recognized it. , that is the Silence Barrier.
Outside, Thoril was guarding the door with a murderous pitchfork, so at this moment, even if the farmers gathered outside, they couldn't hear a word.
"Get some sleep, Messiah." After a pause, Dallion said softly, "Leave the rest to us."
In his palm, there was a faint holy light shining all the time. When that thing brushed my forehead, it made my agitated brain feel much better. But I also noticed that his face gradually became pale, and his eyebrows gradually became as tightly wrinkled as Ricky's. I guess it must be because his magic power is about to run out.
"...Stop it, Dallion."
He took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
I closed my sore eyes, and the surroundings became dead silent, which made me focus all my attention on the wounds on my back.
Holy light, how could it hurt so much?
Sally seemed to be picking out a long silk thread from my wound. The feeling of the foreign object rubbing against the flesh made me bite my lips tightly and almost cry.
"Messiah." Dallion squeezed my hand tighter.
*
"Then, we have to first find out whether those people outside have anything to do with the devil." After a moment of silence, Ricky said, "If they really colluded with the devil... Young Master, how long will it take for the magic circle to recover?"
"It will take at least two days." Dallion replied. "If that demon is just among us, we have to find it out as soon as possible."
"Then we don't have time to stay here any longer," Ricky said, and then I heard the screeching sound of chairs being dragged.
I subconsciously opened my eyelids and looked over, and saw that he was struggling to stand up from the chair. He actually got himself a very rough crutch and hobbled around.
Speaking of which, hasn't he always rejected this thing?
"I...give me one more minute." Dallion looked at me worriedly, "I can..."
"Leave this place to Sally," Ricky interrupted, and gestured to him to leave first. "She has been a doctor's apprentice in Nanhai Town for a long time. She will definitely give it first." Messiah’s cup of poppy milk is in the iron can in his luggage. Then, after the wounded person falls asleep, we will sew up her wound.”
"Poppy-flower-milk...wait, suture the wound?!" Sally was so surprised that she almost shouted, "Oh, I have never..."
"Didn't you sew up Patrick? Just do that."
"Patrick?!"
