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Okles slowly woke up and swam in all directions in the ocean of dreams. He felt movement in the room and knew he was lying down. His wife Della stirred beside him. How did she get all the way to the land of the aliens?
No, no, that was a dream. That flash of consciousness dispelled the falsehood, leaving him awake in the green fields of summer, wine skins in hand. Acolius was making a joke about Androx and wine, and he missed the first half. The young recruit and Acolius shuffled uncomfortably as Androchus sat up.
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Okles' arm is not bandaged, which is strange. There are no new scars either. Gabby must be doing great for him to heal so quickly. Acolius said in his usual rough, breathy voice: "You see what the general did? He just went to An a
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Okles poured more water into his flask and stormed off. "
Acolius laughed, and the young man chuckled nervously and stared at Androcles uneasily. By the gods, it was great to have Acolius back with him. He hadn't seen the man since the funeral, but here he was, his long red braid contrasting with his bronze breastplate.
No, no, that's not right. Another flash of consciousness blurred the dream. In some distant corner of his mind, Androx became aware of his true body; he was lying on his back. A man's voice spoke, but Andrews forgot about it as soon as he finished speaking. His heart longed for reality like a drowning man longing for air, but he could not reach the surface.
He forced his eyes open, or at least tried to. They are open to perfect vividness, to reality. Above him stood a large tree, one he had seen before. It was just taller than a house and high enough to cover the second-story windows. Its branches spread freely, covering most of the ground. Hanging from the trees were children, boys and girls, all in pain. Some by their necks, others by a hand or foot. He watched in horror as they squirmed, gasped, and suffered. Have there always been so many? Good palos, that’s terrible. He'd seen it before in a dream. Why did he come back here?
"He's awake. Give me the broth, girl. Come on." Aguna said, and Androl finally woke up, for real this time.
He felt completely powerless. He couldn't even feel the cold or what was lying on the ground. He tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't. There's something on his face...eyes. Piece of cloth. A warm, damp cloth.
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Okles opened his mouth to speak, but his voice escaped. His throat was too dry. It itches and stings. "Water," he said gruffly.
A stream of hot, delicious broth flowed gently onto his tongue, and he drank greedily, then a little more. He felt a warmth in his stomach. When the trickle ended, he almost sat up, he'd missed it so much.
"I..." he said, testing his voice. "I guess this is better than water."
Aguna muttered beside him, "Well, shit. Looks like he's not dead at all."
Oh, to hear her voice again! How he missed her. His eyes felt hot under the cloth, burning from the dryness and extreme tears that were squeezed from him.
His arm tingled terribly, and he slowly began to realize it as his mind became clearer. oh. correct. He was skinned and likely to die soon. For a moment, he forgot that. He moved his arms a little and realized he was at least covered in a blanket, which explained why he wasn't cold.
"Where am I?" he asked. "King..." If the king's demon finds him, then he himself must be scarier than the wolf
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Agun shouted to him: "Don't move, you stupid bastard! Don't stand up! Do you know how hard it is to move, you bastard? Do you want me to make you a cow?"
He smiled softly, then regretted it as a wave of nausea from the blood loss nearly made him cough up the broth he had just swallowed. "I missed you, honey," he said, not realizing what he was doing.
The room was quiet for a moment before Ankerex heard a rustle nearby. Finally Agun said: "You're just saying that because you're dying."
A very stern Ga
Bi shouted: "Mom!"
"Oh, shut up!" More broth. Aguin said. He could imagine her face flushed and fidgeting. She added: "You can say that while there's still blood on you." What use are you now?"
WolfScar said, "He's the right color, mother." The fairy sat on his chest, and he didn't feel him there.
Aguna said angrily: "What you say never makes sense, you bastard. Did anyone tell you? Gabby, I told him to give him more broth. Why didn't you pour it?"
More broth poured into his mouth, and he relished it as before.
There was the crunch of footsteps on gravel or snow to his right. A gust of cold wind blew against Ankerex's cheek, and the broth stopped. An unknown man's voice said: "I heard someone talking. Is he awake?"
"Who is that?" Androx said, his voice weaker than he expected. "Get this thing out of my eyes."
Agen ignored him and said: "He's awake. Get out of here now."
"What's to stop me from killing him now, witch?" And all of you! Gods, what a fool I am. said the stranger. His voice was warm and thick. Androx couldn't tell what emotion it was—fear, anger, something else? Many things at once?
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Okles said: "Are you the one who looks after my women for the king?"
"The fat one is mine. This girl belongs to Aprachi. You belong to the prince, so you are still alive after she caused me so much trouble."
Aguna hissed: "Do you think that is my most vicious curse? Either you do as I say, or you seek death."
"No! Not anymore, witch. The king himself is coming with his army. He is the master of spells and he will break your spell. You know what happens next, right?"
Androx said simply: "What's your name?"
The man murmured something under his breath, ignored Anjax, and said, "Enjoy your last days, witch."
"Your name!" said Androx more forcefully.
"Russier," the man replied in a wet, meaty voice.
Andrew said: "Well, Mr. Lussier, ask yourself. What kind of man would marry Agna? I do want her. Only her. The answer is: one that the king would call an army to hunt down himself. Kind of man. I am that man. Threaten my woman again and I will not stand up and kill you. I swear this under the watchful eye of the Godfather of Arcos."
The man didn't answer, at least not right away.
Androx thought he was too tired to be angry, but he was proven wrong. Such exhaustion made him emotionally charged, his exhausted frame filled with dry-hot rage that violently assaulted its boundaries. He didn't have the strength to quiet it, to force it to a halt, and in a sudden moment of panic he thought it might run away from him, killing Gabi and the Wolf Sca before Agon could protect them.
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At the last moment before it burst from his belly, he poured it inside. It wasn't the power that caught his attention, as it had been the day before, but the power itself, which he had never been given. His anger pooled in the center of his chest like a dam. After a moment, he felt something inside him suddenly collapse.
A sharp pain pierced his heart. The energy of his murderous intent burst forth and began to circulate within his body, rolling from head to toe beneath his flesh. This strange pain made him gasp and grit his teeth. The sting in the center of his chest was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't stop it.
Lucile must have seen his pain, because he said, "Well, I've never been so scared. Enjoy watching him die, witch."
There was another friction of cloth, and another gust of cold wind blew on Anchorex's exposed cheeks. Is this in a tent? Did they put it over him?
"Mom, what's wrong?" Gabby asked worriedly.
Wolf Sca
Answered for her: "He let it get into the wound. Dad, why did you do that?"
"I didn't mean to. I don't even know what I just did, but I regret it." His voice was tight with pain.
Gabby asked again, her voice urgent: "Mom, what's wrong with him? Is he dying?"
Every time he took a breath, the pain in his chest became more intense.
Argon said, "I don't know, girl. Where does it hurt, Androx? What's wrong with you?"
Wolf Sca
Sounding confused, he asked, "Mom, Ga
bi, it’s right there! Can’t you see it?”
"I saw nothing!" Aguna hissed.
"Me too," Galbi said.
"But...oh! Oh, oh! You can't see the light! Oh, that makes sense! I always thought you all just...I don't understand why everyone..."
Ankerex gasped involuntarily, the sting in his chest hurting more than his arms had ever felt. He tried not to sob, but it felt like surgery and a few drops of his voice still leaked out.
"Is he dying?" Daddy! Gabby shouted. He felt one of her hands on his forehead, on the cloth, and the other on his chest. "Mom, he feels like fire!"
The pain inside him deepened and he began to cry. The feeling slowly started to change and it felt like something was tearing inside him. expand. dismantle.
He is dying. This time it's true. The connection between his mind and body was loosening. The pain disappeared, replaced by fear.
No, no, no! Stop! Back, back, back, down! He screamed at the force circulating through him. He couldn't catch it. He has no fingers. It slipped from his sight.
He took a deep breath, and the expansion of his chest gave him more room for the sharp pain in his chest to torture him. he screamed, concentrating on his own voice, trying to figure it out. He mustered all his willpower against his murderous intentions. But to no avail. The power inside him kept spinning, and his heart kept cracking. He kept dying.
"Dad, you gotta let it out!" That's too much for an opening! You're going to hurt yourself that way! Wolf Sca
shouted.
Aguun shouted: "Found it! Rest in peace as I wish!"
A handful of the pungent herb was thrown into his face, and he could feel a buzzing energy seeping into his skin, gathering in his mind, and beginning to quiet him down. Soon, soon...
The door to his heart slammed shut. He was relieved as his murderous intent calmed down again and he waited where he was. His heart pounded against his chest, leaving a dull pain.
Androx breathed a long sigh of relief, then said: "Elastria bless you, Agun. What was that sound?"
"It's supposed to put you to sleep, you stubborn mule. Let you calm down so I can figure out what's wrong with you."
"Looks like your trick is only half effective on me."
She snorted and said, "You think so!"
"Well, I feel better now. Thank you, whatever that is. Now get this thing off my face and let me see you all."
The hot and wet cloth slipped from his face, leaving it wet and cold, and he blinked until he could see clearly. He was indoors, and the thick straw roof told him it wasn't a tent. Did they build a house on top of him? How long did he sleep?
The wolf scar hovered an arm's length above his face, and the fairy's gentle, familiar blue light made Androkle's eyes ache. The fairy bit a fingertip on his remaining hand and looked at Androx with concern. The stump of his left arm just hung in the air. He wore a crimson cloth wrapped tightly around him and held in place by a rope, looking somewhat like a garment, only worn low to accommodate the wings on his back.
To his left, Gabby looked sideways at him, frowning worriedly. A strand of her golden-brown hair had fallen out and hung down, almost tickling his cheek. She holds a lamp-shaped jug, ready to continue pouring soup when directed.
Argon sat to his right. The first thing he noticed was that her clothes were looser than before. The last time he saw her, she was a reasonably fat person, plump and round in all parts, but her figure didn't look like a fig. She was still fatter than most women, just not as fat as before, and her face had slimmed down, the lines of age and worry showing around her eyes. Her drab brown hair was pulled back into the bun she always wore, with just a little oil to smooth it down. She wore a light brown tunic with flowers embroidered around the neck, and a warm gray wool shirt underneath. It looked like she had washed her face.
For his part, Ankerex found himself lying on a bed of straw covered with blankets. There was a brazier burning on one side, and he could feel its warmth through the blanket. The room smelled of charcoal smoke and a faint smell of bird soup.
"More soup, girl," he said. No one said anything and he drank the rest of the wine in one go. The deliciousness and warmth of it almost outweighed the pain he had just experienced and the burning of his arms. almost.
He turned around, made himself comfortable on the bed, and asked, "Where are the flowers?"
"He was making rope," Aguin said. "They told him to get to work right away. What was going on, screaming and squirming?"
"I'm not sure. Something happened in my anger that I don't even know how to describe. But now it's over. It's... closure."
As soon as the pitcher left his lips, Wolf Scar flew down and tapped Anchorex on the nose to get his attention. Once he had it, he helpfully said, "Dad, you can't put so much in or it'll hurt you more. That part of yours isn't normal. You have to fix it first."
Argon looked at him with either pity or concern; he couldn't tell which. "It was a rescue," she said.
He looked up at her for a moment, grinning slowly. "I admit it's not what I imagined."
Scar the wolf hovered at arm's length above him, biting a finger as usual. The glowing fairy floated gently to and fro, looking intently at the blanket, or the appearance of Ann Craig beneath it; not sure which. The fairy frowned in concentration, and the light on his body flickered slightly, indicating that he was either hungry or worried about something. It didn't take long for him to attract everyone's attention, even though he didn't care.
He floated down and landed on Ankerex's chest, holding his remaining hand out in front of him. Immediately, a warm feeling gathered on Androx's sternum, accompanied by a slight pressure. WolfScar waved his hand in the air, and Angelus could feel the heat react and move.
Whatever the fairy was doing, he found a sore spot. He winced in surprise when he felt a sharp sting from the heat and pressure. But that's weird, because the fairy hasn't actually touched him yet.
"What are you doing?" Androx asked.
The little fairy looked up at him and replied, "Oh, I was just looking at this thing."
"What's up?"
"Hmm? You never told me the character's name. But this is it, right here," the fairy replied, and he didn't notice, continuing to wave his hands. Pinch tighter, wolf scab
The expression of concentration on his face also became stronger.
"Wolfsca
, it hurts no matter what you're doing, and I would probably complain if my arm didn't hurt even more. "
The fairy looked up at him again and said, "Does it hurt? Did you hurt it a long time ago?"
"There's not an inch of my body that's uninjured. There's a scar on my foreskin. What are you talking about?"
"Look at this, Gabby. Put your hands here." Wolf Sca
explain. He clenched his hand, ready to point, and the pinching pain disappeared, as did the heat and pressure.
Before that, however, she could hear footsteps crunching in the snow outside. Several pairs. Everyone froze, listening to what those approaching were saying, but as they approached, they fell silent again.
The men paused in front of the cabin before entering, giving Angelus enough time to whisper: "Agun! Shield!"
"I have this, ogre," she replied flatly, becoming more serious. "Come here, Gabby."
Before Androcles could argue, a rough-looking peasant with a reddish-brown beard walked in with his sword drawn. Followed by three other men, one of whom was young, each had a knife or sword in his hand. A man with dark brown hair and a shaved face kicked Garbi, but she was already moving and moved out of the way in time.
There was barely room for the four of them to stand under the low roof, and they were so tightly packed together that Androx couldn't help but giggle when he imagined them trying to swing a sword.
Agun spoke first. "Are you here for him, Roussier? Or have you brought enough people to pick me up?"
Rusile glared at her contemptuously and raised his sword above Andres. Before Andro could deliver a fatal blow, Aguna raised her hand, rubbed the dead leaves with her fingers, and threw away the dust.
"Go to hell," she said.
Lucile died so quickly, so completely, and he fell to the ground, slumped with the same expression on his face as before. The sword also fell on the tip of the sword. After a moment of panic, Ankerex tried to duck away, but with nowhere to go, he failed and the sword tip failed to penetrate the blanket.
Aguna looked at the brown-haired man and said, "Go to hell."
He died just like the first man.
At this time, the other two people had realized what had just happened. They screamed in horror and started fighting with each other to get out first.
"You two, stop here! Get these bodies out!" she shouted, holding out her pinching fingers in a threatening manner. The two living men seized the dead by the arms and hurriedly dragged them out, throwing their weapons on the ground and forgetting them.
In the powerful silence left after their hasty departure, Agnar waited only a moment before asking: "Androx, they have a slave market in your hometown, right?" Don't you all have a lot of slaves? ?”
He couldn't believe what he just saw. His mind was filled with shock and confusion, and he couldn't understand what she was asking him. What did she just do?
"Android, are you listening?" she asked impatiently. "A
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"What are you asking? What just happened? What did you do?"
"I asked him, Do the Raphilians have many or few slaves? Answer my question."
He paused stammering, swallowed, and began to speak again. "There are...many. Even the poorest farmer has at least one."
"How much are they worth?"
"Farmer?" He - "No, that's not right." Think, man! Cheer up. "Slaves. It depends. Children and the elderly are least valuable, women are more valuable. Craftsmen are the most valuable."
"How much? How much to give them?"
Androx thought for a moment how to explain it, finding it difficult as what he had just seen left him mentally unbalanced. Before he had time to digest it, to accept it as something real, she was throwing a barrage of questions at him.
He replied: "A silver coin is..." He took another deep breath, trying to get rid of the shock. This helps, but only a little. "One silver coin is a day's wages for a skilled worker or a soldier. Half a silver coin can feed a poor family for a day. To buy a child, the starting price is one hundred silver. If he is good-looking, the price will go up. If he is old enough , about two hundred years old if you're working or attractive. About three hundred dollars for a healthy adult. But it depends on where you are."
"How much does talent cost?" Hua said you have ten talents. How much?"
"A genius can get 50 children or 20 men. Six thousand pieces of silver."
"I understand," she said. She nodded and stuffed the handful of herbs back into a bag.
He breathed a sigh of relief, realizing how nervous that handful of herbs had made him.
Aguna slapped his nose hard with her finger and said, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?"
"No, but I did kill your goddess, and I don't think my bad behavior offsets that."
"You only did it once, you ogre, and I'm starting to forget," she replied. Looking at her, he didn't know how angry she was with him. They were relaxed from the start, joking like old friends, unguarded. But they had been imprisoned for only a few months together, and now it felt both strange and familiar to her. May the Blessed Mother Raffaella help you get better.
"I have a plan, Androchus," said Agun, leaning back in his chair to make himself comfortable, and saying that if he knew what was good for him, it would be best to listen to it. "Here's how I picture it: You ride in, shining like the dawn, with the king's head in the saddle, just like they do here. You'll be ready to kill every man and woman in the village who dares to obey the king. and children, but I will be ready for you. Before you come, I will kill the worst of them, the ones who beat me and kick Gabi and make her starve constantly. They will die in the garbage in the center of town In the pile.
"Where are the others?" They will prepare to march to Digya and we will sell them all and that will be my dowry. But look at you now, emerging from the grave. And here I was, missing out on my chance to prove I was worthy of being a giant slayer. "
When she said those last words, she sounded so sincere and vulnerable that he was shocked. Aguna is someone who doesn't talk seriously about her feelings - she expresses them with a gesture, a joke or a warm smile, but never with words. She would bring a blanket and a hug, passing them on with insults and winks. She never admits she has a weakness.
No, that's not like her. This was not the girl he remembered. Her time in captivity had left her exhausted and the damage done to her was not visible on her skin. It was his fault, and the shame stung him deeply. Deeper than the devil's claws. His injuries made it almost impossible to survive for long, and the gods decided to show him his failure before he died. He was in great pain.
He couldn't look at her.
She misunderstood, and a flash of sadness flashed across her face. She lowered her head.
The shame in his heart made him suffer even more.
"No! Aguna, no, no, no. Wait. Look at me," he said, trying in vain to stand up and grab her arm. He could barely move.
She met his eyes and he saw that she wasn't completely broken. There's still fire there; but it's lower. He could see the fear and doubt that had brought her to this extreme point. She knew he was going to die, just like him. They both knew it, and it scared them both.
"Argen, not for a moment did I think you were in real danger, because who could resist you? I never wanted you to go through this." I want you to live in the upper class like a noble woman. I failed. I'm sorry," he said, the last words coming out like a whisper. He couldn't believe it when he heard himself apologizing, but what could he do? He was on the verge of a breakdown, just like her.
She stared at him for a moment, the expression on her face unreadable. "You're such a mess, aren't you? Did you just apologize?"
"At this moment, I'm nothing more than a bag of stew, a bag of cracked meat," he replied with a laugh. "So that apology isn't worth much."
"Of course not, you monster. Do you think I want a man who apologizes?" she said angrily, but like she was joking.
"I hope so," he said, "because I doubt my condition will drag you to Dikaia any time soon. What you're going to do is drag. Don't tell anyone."
"Stop being so groveling, you beast. You'll scare the kids," she said, knowing the moment of vulnerability was over. She would come back to him, just like before. He can feel it. Maybe not right away, but his hopes were strong.
However, as she stood to leave, he grabbed her arm and wrenched his own out of the blanket, wincing at the pain of hundreds of stitches. He said: "We might be able to get you a dowry. There's a good chance I'll come back with an army."
"If you live."
"If I live."
"Mom!" Gabby yelled indignantly. "Don't say that! Don't say that again. And you, Dad!"
Ankerex and Agen looked at each other, not knowing whether to tell her the truth or not.
"I sewed him up! He's going to be fine," Gabby said, a challenging tone in her voice.
"I'm sure he will, you darling," Agun said. She carefully stepped over the Ankerix and out of the tent.
"Where are you going?" Androx asked.
"I'm going to play one more trick in this village, and then we'll all be gone."
"What kind of trick is this?"
"I'm going to tie their tongues so they can't mention us to anyone. Even if their king is a curse-breaker like Rusiel says, it'll be a while before he gets them to tell him we're gone Which way.Ga
bi, go find Flowe
. I'm sure he wanted to see his dad alive. "After saying these strange words, she disappeared from the cabin door.
Gabby stood up and smoothed her coat. Scar the Wolf flew over and sat on her shoulder, grabbing a lock of her hair so it wouldn't fall out. "We'll be right back, Dad. You just have to wait and stay there because Flower can't walk fast. I'll call Ash to protect you. Are you okay?"
"I'm going to stay where I am," he said. He wasn't in a hurry to stand up anyway, because it would definitely hurt, and he didn't have to pee.
After she left, despite the comfortable bedding and quiet solitude, A
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okles found himself unable to rest. There were too many things on his mind and he couldn't relax at all. How long had he been unconscious? It was still light outside, but was it the same day? It was late morning when he passed out.
Think about it, how did Gabby impress him? There's no way they built this cabin on him while he slept. Maybe they could pitch a tent over him without waking him, but what about the cabin? Dried mud between the stakes? No, she must have gone to find help, and someone brought a sedan or a cart or something Drag him back. How long must that have taken?
And that stag. That huge red stag. what,
His thoughts were interrupted by a large gray dog that stuck its nose into the cabin and sniffed. It had small, sharp eyes and pointed ears, and as it squeezed into the small room and looked around, it was clear to Androx that it was a wolf.
He panicked and froze, and although it made no difference if he just lay there, the wolf didn't seem to be impressed. or interested. The wolf barely noticed him, acting more like a tired dog than a predator. It curled up next to him, but didn't touch him very much, and lay facing the door. It makes no sound at all.
This is Ash. Gabby has a pet wolf that keeps the deer company, his name is Ash. Delightful.
If he had been uneasy before, it was nothing compared to now. How docile is this thing? How safe is it? How could Gabby be so familiar with these beasts under the tulos' swinging wallet? Wolf Sca
Not a word was said about any of this while telling him about their situation. He told her that Agun and Gabi were using spells to protect themselves and that they weren't in any real danger. No pet deer or wolves.
Anchorex felt the remaining blood drain from his face, and it occurred to him that this might not be a wolf at all. What if Aguna's spell could turn people into animals? She kept hinting that she had some tricks up her sleeve that she didn't want to tell him, often threatening him with vague, menacing threats if he didn't behave. He watched her kill two people with just one sentence, now why wouldn't he believe it? The epic mentions witches and gods doing this to humans, so it must be possible. Is there any other explanation?
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Okles heard about a farmer who had a little wolf that he kept from birth and it loved him, but it bit other people and he had to kill it because it wouldn't let the slaves into the fields. He had never heard of anyone domesticating any kind of deer.
The wolf sat nonchalantly next to him, its ears barely moving. It must once have been a human.
Or maybe it's just a dog that looks like a wolf. Yeah, that's a lot more reasonable. Just a dog. How tired was he to leave room for such whims? Perhaps he was old and insane.
After Ankress took a long break trying to ignore the mysterious gray beast, the door opened again and Flower prepared to go in, leaning on a cane. As soon as he put his nose into the hut, the animal jumped up and roared violently at him.
Flower screamed, and when he couldn't secure himself with his cane quickly enough, he fell to the side and began kicking in the black dirt, pushing himself backwards in horror.
Gabby stepped over him and entered the cabin, raising a small fist in anger, ready to strike the beast. Androx could feel the rage radiating off her in a way that surprised him, and apparently her pet could feel it too, because it immediately collapsed to the ground and whimpered, looking up at her imploringly.
For a moment, no one moved or spoke. Then Gabby blinked, her anger immediately gone, and she knelt down to give her beast a hug. As she comforted it, she murmured to herself: "Oh, Ash, I never introduced you to Flowers, did I? I told you about him but that wasn't enough for you, was it? You Needs to see him, or smell him, or something like that. Come on, let's get him up."
Gabby and her wolf—whose barking made it impossible to deny that it was a wolf—came out to help Flower get up. "Flower, this is my friend Ash. Don't worry. She won't bite you again because now she knows you are my brother. Ash, you treat him like your own child. Got it?"
Flower and Wolf looked at each other hesitantly, but Wolf stepped forward and started licking Flower's mouth, which upset him. The little boy nervously scratched the wolf's head with trembling hands, and when his fingers were still there, he relaxed a little.
Now that they're introduced, Gabby and Ash try to help Flower stand up, but make a mess because Gabby is smaller than him and Ash is a wolf. With difficulty, Flower limped into the hut and carefully crawled under the blankets to stay with Androll, taking care of his leg. His movements were punctuated by painful twitches and short gasps.
"Kid, what's wrong with your legs?" Last time I saw you, you were walking better. "
Flower squirmed beside him, as if trying to get his legs into a more comfortable position. "My mother looked at the wound and said that if it didn't heal well, I would get sick, so she opened the wound again, cleaned it, put some medicine in it, and sewed it up. She said that unless she did this, the wound would never heal. It will heal.”
"I dare say it must be painful." Ankerex said, he regretted that Aguna had done something he decided to do himself, and Hua had to bear it all.
"It hurts," Flower said convincingly.
The body of the boy lying next to him seemed almost startlingly light and frail. Androx sometimes forgets how small, how small, the children are. Their vibrant personalities may fill any room they are in, but this is an illusion that masks their true nature - small, undeveloped, and utterly dependent.
"Well, it has to be done. I don't have needles or I would have done it. It won't be long before you're showing off your scar in the gym and making other little boys jealous. Just wait until you tell them how you got it Its right."
Hua asked: "Will they really be impressed?"
"Of course, kid. Do you doubt me?"
The boy didn't answer, leaving Androx to ponder the wider implications of the question. Before Flower could say anything, he was beaten, and Androkles asked: "Where is my silver?"
"I gave it to Ash to hide it. She'd get it when it was time to go," Gabby said.
A wave of panic filled Androl's heart. "Can Ash still find it?"
"Of course, Dad. She's smart," she said, with a pleased look on her face. Looking at this girl, it's obvious she's proud of herself. Her smug smile was as bright as the sunlight through the window. However, the beast showed no reaction.
"Then...you weren't a man before, right?"
"What do you mean?"
Andrew felt stupid. "It doesn't matter. Why do you have a wolf?
"It's not just a wolf, Dad. I have a male deer called Bobby, you have seen him. I have a eagle named Quini," she said. She looked forward to him, as if looking forward to him.
"Gabi ..." Ang Jack paused and said. "Such animals are not what you have. Where do you buy it? Why do they ..." He imagined that male deer, robust and handsome, wearing a rusty red jacket to fully obey her wishes. He looked up at Garby, her blonde, wearing muddy pants and unsatisfactory waist coats, she was so energetic. There was a touch of surprise on her face, and then disappeared.
"Because, dad. This is the love I can do. Mom teaches me. I can do it on animals because I can see their hearts. Ash, Bobby, and Quini have become friends But then my mother said that they would not do so much about animals. You may not want them to be at home. Master Affrach and his friends have been trying to hunt them, so they do not enter the village, except for occasional. " she says. She said, while holding the hem of the coat, she still had the hoping half -laugh when she spoke.
"Gabi, that's ..." He stopped and changed his mind. He just wanted to say that this was impossible, but he thought about it again, because after watching Arga's performance a few minutes ago, he felt that nothing was impossible. Who can put deer, wolves and eagles in Dica? Do they want to live in the garden?
He sighed. He lost his control over everything in life. Why not this? He tried to smile proudly and said, "This is my girl. You are a miracle, beautiful, clever, and strong. What should we do? Protect me. Can Agena confuse such a beast, or will it only confuse you? "
"Only me, dad. I think there is only me in the world."
"This will not surprise me. Can you do this to others? He asked.
When a black shadow passed through her mind, Gabi's positive attitude flashed for a while. After a while, she replied, "No." She looked away.
When he thought of her reaction, a trace of fear entered his mind. Is she lying, or did this idea scare her?
In fact, if Gabi can control men and let them submit to her will, he will be happy to see King Lu Gulibelusus in his knees to please his new love. The ancient Agapi family will never lack anything. A
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Okles can be crowned as the great king of glory, a tyrant who allows the Republic to yield. They can have anything. Gabi may not only be a wolf SCA
The little princess is also the world.
Unless she controls him and makes him a slave. Crow, if she already had it? How could he know? On the evening of their first meeting, she applied the evil spells to him and wore the flower ring made of grass on his forehead. What should a man do under the surround of so many witch?
However, this idea is not so interesting than being serious. Gabi had no tricks at all, and if she said she couldn't do it, she might not be able to do it. Android said: "Okay. Tell me if you have learned its trick. I want to go back to my silver. Please ask you to get it?"
"Gray, Dad. Her name is Ash," she answered severely. She paused for a while, and looked a little nervous, and then said, "But we will get it. Don't go there, dad."
"I kissed me first," he said. Gabi smiled, fell to the ground, then hurried out, and her wolf followed.
Because there is nothing to say, it seems to be lying there very well, A
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Okles closed his eyes and avenged it for a while when he was resting.
As soon as his thoughts were rushing, he was awakened by the strange whistle of the barbarians from the tired fantasy.
"Oh, go to death. Is it murmured?
He tried to sit up without using his arms, but unfortunately failed, because the ribs of his fracture were not allowed to sit up. The whistle continued for a while, then quietly, and then sounded again. They must talk back and forth, and he can only hear the sound of one end.
The flower also heard it, frightened for a while, then sat up, opened his eyes widely and looked at An A
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Okles. "Dad, is that the army?" Are they near? "
"I don't know. Help me."
Flal Latto An A
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Okles' hand, try his best to help his father sit up, but this thin small tool is useless at all, especially when he is almost unable to stand up when he leaves the cane. After several failed attempts, A
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Okles decided either to wait for greater help or tore off the stitching. He sat back and chose to wait.
Fraul was worried that his brows were locked. He carefully clamped the crutch under the armpit and adjusted several times before and after. "what should we do?"
"We are leaving. To tell Agna, she has to get a little bit, and then come over to help me get up."
"Dad, I can't run!" I couldn't walk at all! Can't you stand up? "His high -pitting voice was commensurate with his excited movement.
"If I stand up now, I will tear all the sutures and start to bleed. This may let me die before the infection. Do you understand it? I need you to find her."
"If they caught us, we all have to die. They will slowly kill us. They will cut off our skin one by one," Frace said. He could hardly speak. "I heard them talk about such things. They cut your ribs--"
"If, Androps said severely.
"What?"
"If they seize us. If. Now to find Agena."
"But I don't know where she goes!" I can't find her soon! "
"Then shout! Just - - - -"
Agen rushed into the hut and almost knocked down Flael, but her response was fast enough, grabbed him, and helped him. "I don't have time to complete this spell. We have to go. The scouts are coming soon."
"Then let's go." "Help me up."
Agena managed to pull him up and sat up him, which caused his broken ribs to shake violently, and the hot pain spread from his knees to his elbow, but he just clenched his teeth and held back. He thought he would feel excited when standing up again, but this is not the case. He felt dizzy, watery, a little disgusting.
"Xiaohua, get on the car soon. It's the one I show you last night."
"Last night? Andlow interrupted him and said." How long have I been in a coma? "
"It's almost all day, you are useless waste. From noon to noon." Agurn said.
"In the name of Raphael ..." So long? "What about the carriage?"
"It's not big enough. Action."
Outside, the dazzling sun reflected on the snow, making his eyes wet, which made his footsteps uncertain. Agena walked beside him to make sure he would not faint, although he didn't know what would she do if he fainted.
Fraul was groaning with a crutch unsatisfactory, and limped to walking along the muddy path, and the path passed through the small village with about twenty farmhouses. The thin dairy cows stood in the fence without crackingly, and they coincided with the wicker chicken cage, and the melting ground exuding the smell of their feces in winter. The trees in all directions have been cut off for a long time. It is likely that it is used by foreign species as firewood, because it is too cold to make appropriate forestry.
As soon as they passed the hut, they walked on a snowy floor covered with ice, with a layer of ice on it, with footprints everywhere. Not only human feet, but also the footprints of animals.
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Okles realized that they were going so far, and felt that their faces were pale -this is a large field, and the carriage will even be farther.
However, when he was about to the center of the stadium, Agen stretched out his arms to stop him from saying, "We are here."
Andrew took care of around and saw nothing. The shrubs on the side of Tiana are very thick and can hide a carriage, although not well hidden. But the dazzling sunshine reflected on the snow made his eyes cry, making him unclear. Nevertheless, he was looking forward to a car hiding in the barn or where, not wet toes in the middle of the snow.
"What are we doing?" He asked. "Wait a while. Where did you spend it?"
Andrex looked around. In order to avoid turning his shoulders and injuries to the ribs, he turned a circle, but the boy was gone. Is there a hole he fell nearby?
"Stretch out your hand and take a few steps forward." Agan said, as if there was any reason.
"Why?"
"Don't make noisy, you stupid food demon, do it!" Don't waste time! "
Andrex watched her, and she looked at him angrily and drove him over. He stretched his hand forward. Then another. Nothing happened. He stopped and stared at her confused. "Why should I do this?"
"Oh, God, you are a naive person!" She reached out and grabbed his wrist and moved his hand down. His palm wiped the wood, and then he saw it.
A large car -loaded car stopped less than one step away from him. He was scared almost sobbing. If his feet were more flexible, he might take a step back and fell to the ground.
He looked at Agen, dizzy in his head, trying to understand the dragon Yilong.
She laughed, and it was a warm and sincere laughter that made her entire face glowing. "Ah, if you can see yourself!" The mouth was wide! Ha! "
Free, who was sitting on the carriage driver's seat, also turned around, showing a hint of hope, as if he was not sure if he had encountered trouble.
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Okles loosened the shopping cart and took a step back. The car is still visible, but it doesn't look very comfortable and requires a certain amount of attention; his eyes have always wanted to slide from it to see other things. In addition, it was a very ordinary carriage, which was enough for him to lie in it and paint dilapidated green. There are several sacks, some firewood, and a lot of blankets and fur.
"This is really a trick," he finally said.
Hua said: "Mom said it was like what the little pepper did, but he was better at. When she was still a little girl, when she knew that Patus was God, she learned to play with him when she played with him. . And his approach is different. "
"Okay, you must ride on your back. Do you want to sit on the blanket or lie under the blanket? Agan said, using her voice to indicate that it is still working hours." You can’t walk Besides those nonsense. "
"No, I won't go. If we want to make progress, it won't work. I need to sit up and watch the road, although every bump will squeeze my ribs. If I lie down, I will not notice any danger until I until I until I until I until I until I until me My face was cut by the ax. "
"Do you need help to go up?"
"I hope not, because no one can raise me here." A
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Okles climbed into the wheels, got into the car, and tried not to move his arms, nor bent. Despite making a few painful hiss, he still stood up and sat on his leg on the blanket. His arms are useless. He cannot support himself, and he cannot reduce the weight of the ribs, but there is no way. This will be a long journey.
After he settled, he said, "We can't go without money. Of course there are Gabi."
