"No, I've been calling for so long and I'm not used to it anymore." The little blind man lowered his head and picked at his nails out of boredom.
But listening to her tone, she didn't seem to be so resistant, but instead felt half-rejected and half-welcomed.
At this time, Roy finished eating the duck blood, got up and walked to the kitchen, saying without caring at all: "I'm done eating~"
It seemed that in her world, only the bowl of duck blood deserved her attention.
The little blind woman's head was lowered, and her black bangs covered her eyes, making her expression unclear.
However, the end of her bangs did not cover her mouth. Simon saw the silver jagged teeth from the side and bit her lip slightly, and heard the sound of fingernails being pulled louder.
If you're so unhappy, why bother saying no?
Simon leaned back in his chair speechlessly and said, "What kind of name do you like?"
"I don't need to change my name..." she whispered.
At the moment, she is a bit stubborn, and she doesn't dare to look at other people's expressions. She is obsessed with her own inner world, resisting change, and is afraid of change.
"Do you have anything you like, or a dream?" Simon decided to induce her from another angle.
"Meat, I like eating meat."
The little blind man raised his head slightly. When he talked about meat, she became excited, and her eyes under her bangs started to light up.
Simon thinks this is not enough. Meat alone cannot support the concept. Because the team is full of meat every day, this wish is too easy to come true.
"What about dreams?"
"dream……"
She murmured that this kind of thing was too far away for her.
She thought about everything, but her head was empty.
"I don't know..." she said lowly. She is a person without dreams.
In contrast, Simon beside her has clear goals and firm will. Since joining the team, she has never seen him depressed and depressed. He looks full of energy every day.
He is so dazzling.
When can I shine like Simon?
The little blind man didn't like to think very much, but for some reason, she seemed to have touched something at this moment.
What kind of emotion is that?
"Think about it for yourself. Life without dreams is incomplete. Didn't you say you want to become stronger before? Is that all a lie?"
Simon got up and left, called Roy in the kitchen, and together they went outside to practice their skills, leaving the little blind man alone in a daze indoors.
The little blind man sat there, his head rumbling.
She actually understood everything Simon said.
She really wanted to become stronger before.
The main thing is that after she becomes stronger, teams will want her, and then there will be food.
As a result, I didn't expect to join Simon's team, where he would eat plenty of fish, meat, and delicacies every day, all of which were nutritious ingredients from the underground city.
She had never eaten such a full meal in her life, and in the coming days, it was basically foreseeable that there would be no hard days of being full one meal and hungry the next.
The hard days were over, and whether she became stronger or not suddenly became less important in her heart.
Now that I have come back to my senses, I realize that I have fallen too far and have lost my life goals just after I started to enjoy happiness.
This is not okay!
If he doesn't cheer up, he will become a useless warrior in the team, so how can he repay Simon's kindness.
"I want to become stronger. My dream is to become stronger. Well, that's it..."
She stood up quickly, left the soft chair, and came outside the courtyard.
On the sand outside the yard, Simon and Roy stood on both sides, five meters apart, holding staffs, and the magic light was faintly ready to be fired. They were tense for some reason.
Before the little blind man could ask what was going on, he saw Simon holding the middle end of the wooden staff, stimulating the magic light and attacking his palm, causing wounds.
"Heal!" He chanted before the attack landed.
Roy immediately waved his staff and muttered something.
A string of dim white spells appeared beside her, surrounding her at a slow speed. Every time a word was read, a character lit up.
When all the words were recited, the mantra quickly emitted a brighter light, and then escaped into the staff, producing a red beam of light.
She fired the red beam into Simon's palm, and the color spread like blood, then quickly disappeared.
The treatment time was only three seconds behind Simon's spell beam. This treatment speed was not too slow in the eyes of the little blind man.
But Simon's reaction was: "The reaction is too slow, keep going!"
After Simon finished speaking, he waved his staff again to attack himself to reduce his blood, and then asked Roy to increase his blood.
"This..." The little blind man was a little stunned.
I originally wanted to tell Simon that I had figured out the answer, but I couldn't get the words out of my mouth and was completely confused by the confusing behavior at the scene.
What are you doing?
"treat!"
"******" Roy chanted a curse quickly.
With a bang, the blood-colored healing light was given to Simon's hand again, but the treatment time was still extended to three seconds.
"Go on, come again!"
"******"
"You have to react quickly, chanting the incantation is too slow."
"It can't go any faster, this is the limit." Roy complained.
"This is not acceptable, Roy. As a wet nurse, she cannot even cast spells without chanting. This is unqualified."
"What, casting a spell without chanting! That's too high-end, I don't know how to do it."
"Practice makes perfect. Just recite it silently in your mind and cast the spell in the right shape. If you recite the incantation loudly, it will be slower."
"Huh?" When Roy heard this, he felt like his outlook was ruined.
What kind of training method is this?
Why didn't Simon train me like this when I quit the team?
Could it be that Mei Guo figured it out?
After Simon finished speaking, he continued to repeat the previous "attack-injury-treatment" cycle.
Roy was quite moved and a little intolerable.
But Simon had worked so hard, and she had to work hard too, not to let down his good intentions.
Then both of them worked very hard to cast spells and treatments repeatedly.
The little blind man standing on the sidelines understood, but couldn't help but said: "Simon, doesn't it hurt like this?"
"It hurts, but it's better than letting my companions get hurt. Besides, I'm used to it." Simon said indifferently. As the leader of the group, this injury is nothing.
"But, it's just training for treatment proficiency, you don't have to work so hard..."
"You don't know how dangerous it is to be injured and distracted on the battlefield. Injury is also a must-practice item for every teammate. It's not just me who has to practice it, you, and everyone who comes here also has to practice it." Simon shook his head.
The little blind man opened his left eye slightly. Of course she knew that it was dangerous to be distracted.
It's just that the little blind man really didn't expect that there would be someone specializing in training the endurance of injuries.
Thinking of this, she realized that her dream was too simple and too thin.
If you just want to become stronger, you won't be able to keep up with Simon and everyone else.
Everyone is working hard in their own way, there is no reason to be weaker than her.
She had a strong hunch that she needed a deeper reason to support her dream.
what is it?
She hasn't found the answer yet.
And this is not something that can be found in a short time.
"Simon, I haven't found what my dream is, but... I want to pick a name first and change myself."
This time, she raised her head, suppressed her inner inferiority complex, looked into Simon's eyes, and no longer avoided other people's eyes.
She saw Simon's eyes and also saw Roy's eyes.
Simon's face showed an expression of approval.
Roy expressed surprise. In her heart, the little blind man was still feeling inferior just now, but how could he change his appearance and temperament in the past few minutes?
If she felt a little lifeless before, now she is full of life.
