Chapter 231 (2/2)
What a pity… was the last thought flashi+ng through her mind
…
After letting off the shot, Nightingale re the soldier who had been hit in the chest fall down Then the body began to twist and shrink, slowly turning back into the appearance of an unknooman
This had been her first ti another witch
It was not until Lily anxiously called out to her that Nightingale came back to herself
Suppressing the surging eun, ran back to Wendy’s side
“Where is the injury?”
“It’s nothing, I just feel a little pain,” Wendy waved her hand, indicating that they should not panic, “She shouldn’t have been able to pierce through”
“Does that mean the protective suit worked?”
“I suppose it has,” Undoing the botto on the side of her clothes, the moment the jacket was opened, the knife fell out of the hole and landed on the ground, with no blood held on its tip Of the protective clothing, only the outer layer had a small hole in it, while the soft inner layer still remained intact
“Y-you really scaredbreath, and then fell with buttocks on the ground “Next time don’t rush to me to help me resist the sword! I don’t need you to do this for m-m-me…”
“Well,” Wendy gently stroked her head, “Aht?”
Lily pulled her head free and buried it in Wendy’s boso a muffled cry
“I was also scared,ahead, totally forgetting to use ust of wind against her, she wouldn’t have been able to thrust towards me”
“It’s because you are rarely fighting with others, so a reaction like that is quite norale comforted
“Fortunately you earing the protective clothing,” Echo said, still showing a scared look, “Otherwise, this tierous than it was”
Before their departure, His Royal Highness had given each of them a special vest, furthermore, he had de off at any tih it seely hness had explained that each layer had been coated by Soraya, giving it a high degree of flexibility, but also h with sharp objects It offered excellent protection against swords, bows, and crossbows If it hadn’t helped her to resist the thrust, Wendy would h to reach Nana
Lightning slowly landed next to the dead witch and asked, “Why did she attack us? Aren’t we… the same?”
Nightingale stared at the lifeless wo ti blue hair scattered on the ground and her peaceful expression, the other doesn’t seeet, that when she had stabbed at Wendy, she hadn’t shown any trace of hesitation in her eyes, only the deterhteous As if she was not killing a person, but rather fulfilling her life’s philosophy Perhaps in her heart, this had been the right behavior
“No,” Nightingale softly sighed “She’s wasn’t one of us… she was just, a lamentable person”