How did he get here? What could have killed such a terrible man?
Thinking about this in her heart, when she came back to her senses, Alisabet found herself approaching him unknowingly.
When the girl walked only a few meters away from him, she saw the huge cracks on the side of the giant's armor. The fierce blow tore the armor apart, and the edges of the cuts became jagged, as if they were scorched. Same.
This seemed to be a fatal wound, because there was blood under the gap, and she saw the blood gathering together and turning into red droplets, dripping from the wound and falling to the ground.
When she looked at the armor carefully, she realized that it was different from the armor of the army that had passed through the town. It was very thick, with strange copper pipes connecting the huge armor plates covering the chest and abdomen, and his huge shoulder armor was decorated with Holding two white crossed swords, she discovered that there was a gleaming double-winged skull emblem on the chest of the giant's armor, which made her eyes widen——
The few times she went to church, she had seen statues symbolizing angels. Although they were very different from the ones in front of her, they did have such a symbol on their chests.
In other words, this is indeed a fallen angel!
Then, suddenly, the giant gasped, then coughed, and his hand that held the sword twitched.
The girl's heart almost jumped out of her chest. In the confusion, she tripped over her own legs, fell backwards, and landed in the dirt. Then she struggled backwards frantically on hands and feet, pushing herself under the shade of a tree. , and then hold your breath.
But he didn't really wake up.
She stared at him for a long time before finally coming to this conclusion.
Now that she knew he was alive, it made her feel a little different.
After carefully getting closer, the girl saw more clearly that he was actually still breathing. His skin was very pale, and his breathing seemed not smooth. It may be that this posture caused the armor to compress his trachea.
After thinking for a moment, Elizabet slowly crawled towards the fallen angel. She felt very scared, but she seemed to be even more fascinated by it.
He was clearly in pain, and she remembered a time when she was seriously ill as a child and her mother staying by her side, nursing her until she recovered, as one of her most cherished memories.
So, how sad it must be to endure this pain alone.
Elisabet approached little by little, getting down on all fours, just like a kitten cautiously approaching the sleeping giant angel.
The closer she got, the more clearly she could see the details of the other person's body, not just on the side, but also on the neck, arms, and thighs. There were obvious wounds, some of which were scratches, and some of which were puncture wounds.
How could someone be so seriously injured and not die?
Maybe this means it's not human.
Finally, she stopped and came close enough. She stretched out her trembling hand, hesitated for a moment, and poked the other person's face with her slender fingers. This move suddenly made her feel an inexplicable guilt. feel.
The touch of his fingertips was cold and rough, and suddenly the other person's head moved.
She was so frightened that she quickly prepared to run away, but after stopping for a moment, she found that the other party was still motionless.
Elisabeth stood up, walked to the opponent's side, and touched the opponent's shoulder armor more slowly and carefully. What did the symbol of the pair of swords mean?
Then she noticed the half-burned scroll strips, and suddenly withdrew her hand, her shoulders trembling like a frightened little animal - in the past, she accidentally touched something stained with scroll strips in the church, and was killed. The enraged priest beat her severely with a leather strip for more than an hour, until she was covered with bruises and almost died, but no one came to help her.
The priest's angry face and roar still echoed in her memory——
The filthy bitch is not worthy of desecrating anything belonging to the God Emperor!
"Then what should we do now?"
Alisabet's forehead wrinkled as she considered what to do.
The things here are beyond the scope of what she can "handle". Should she go back and call someone? She wasn't sure. There were wild beasts in the forest. She took a big risk by coming. What if the wild beasts were attracted by the smell of blood when she left?
And she raised her head and looked at the sky, the clouds were gathering, and it might rain in less than twenty minutes.
I wonder if there will be other people looking for "good things". Alisabet knows that there are many hunters and scavengers around the town, and of course there are gangsters. If they discover this, I am afraid they will not have any piety. Heart.
And more importantly, her free time was almost over and she had to get back before anyone noticed her. She didn't want to get whipped again.
Still, she's reluctant to leave...
Elisabeth looked at the angel's blood-stained face, which was more handsome and majestic than any man she had ever seen, and wondered if he would call her name if he woke up.
Redeem her?
Suddenly, a place popped into her mind, and she immediately turned around and ran in the other direction.
There's someone nearby who can help her!
"Ball-of-fat, this will cause trouble."
"One-eyed man, you have repeated this sentence more than thirty times, can you say something new?"
"Well I'm worried about you."
"Don't worry, we are doing a just thing, and we have to thank you for taking the risk to secretly drive your landowner's hook truck into the forest. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to lift such a big thing. If it gets caught in the rain later, There might be some problem.”
Pushing open the dilapidated door, two figures walked into the almost completely abandoned house in the pouring rain, and the blood-stained giant lay among the weeds.
This was originally Alisa Bate's home, or her former home, a beautiful place overlooking the river valley, but since her father was allegedly defrauded of all the land by a relative of a certain big shot and was beaten to death when he went to theory. After that, this place no longer belonged to her, but its new owner didn't treat it well either, and it eventually became a warehouse filled with debris. Elisabet's good friend happened to be the manager here.
In addition to the umbrella in her hand, Alisabet reappeared with a basket filled with useful things she could think of: a lantern, a large needle and thick linen, a pot Water, a bottle of wine, a pile of freshly washed napkins, and a few hunks of bread and cheese left over from dinner.
She looked for medicine, but couldn't find it.
Next to her followed a figure shorter than her, wearing a dirty gray cloak, holding a stick in his hand, walking with a limp, and his voice was like a broken bellows.
Coming to the angel, she put down her carrier, took out her lantern and lit it.
"First you have to find the wounds on your body"
She said it was so, but it was actually much more difficult than she expected. The armor was very strong and had no parts that could be disassembled. Fortunately, it was big enough. Soon her clever brain found a way to directly stretch out her little hand. Getting into the metal armor, trying to find a way in, was like eating shellfish from the shore—which, of course, she hadn't eaten at all, just another story she'd heard.
The process was painful. For example, when she was cleaning a belt near the wound, she pricked her finger on a sharp metal fragment, but in the end she found the most serious wound with her flexible hands.
(End of chapter)
