Chapter 779 (1/2)
”Lord Loren... He's awake. Thank you for the Holy Cross!”
The noise was so loud that people had a headache, one familiar or strange face after another, and the cry of Lucian's excitement that he couldn't help himself.
What's the matter? I seem to have been... Unconscious for a while?
Lauren, who tried to open his eyes, could only see one anxious or happy face after another. Many people were irritable, dry mouth, didn't even want to say a word, and weakly waved.
”Everybody out, now!” was the voice of Eckert, Earl of fury castle. ”The Duke needs to be quiet!”
”That's right, you guys who don't worry, do you want to suffocate your Duke with sweat?” this is Sarika Jonah, dignified: ”get out of here and leave me and my dear little angel ain!”
”... I'm talking about you too, miss Sarika Jonah.”
”Cut, stingy old man, I won't help you next time.”
”...” Eckert.
For a whole minute, the chaotic ”commotion” disappeared completely. Loren, struggling to sit up, gasped and looked around.
In the small tent, he sat on the bed, with a small wizard busy refining medicine in front of the test-bed.
The strong smell of blood mixed with the taste of sedatives, as well as the smell of aged vinegar mixed with several drugs ”stewed” in the crucible, makes people almost unable to breathe normally.
”How... I mean, am I still healthy?” Lauren asked, pretending to be relaxed, feeling his whole body.
”Very healthy. Even the wounded soldiers in the barracks can't compare with you.” Ayn replied without looking back. His voice was a little cold and busy debugging the medicine: ”you just consume too much energy. It's no big deal.”
”Just like... Every time before.”
Loren smiled with relief, but his temples were torn like pain; He sat up straight, reached out to the sedative on the table and accidentally threw himself into the air.
He looked up blankly. The indifferent Ayn was standing in front of him, his eyes red.
”Uh... Well, I...”
Pa -!
He slapped him on the left face.
The dark haired wizard was stunned.
”Just a little... Just a little, if Lucian hadn't brought you back in time, you would be dead.” the little wizard clenched his teeth and his voice trembled:
”Just like every time!”
Rubbed his red cheeks, and Loren stared at his blue eyes.
”In order to wake you up immediately, I gave you three grams of sedative.” Ayn clenched her pink fist and almost leaked the words between her teeth:
”This dose can already be used to kill!”
”But you saved my life with it. Good job, well done.” Lauren smiled, strained his right arm with all his strength and raised his thumb at the little wizard: ”it's worthy of being an alchemist proud of even mentor Dalton kand!”
”Loren Turin, I'm not kidding you!” Ayn widened his eyes:
”Even if your physique is superior to ordinary people, even if you are lucky enough that someone saves you every time - how long can you live if this battle continues?”
Clenching the powder fist of sedative, it seems that I can't wait to crush the medicine bottle.
Only she knows best what Loren Turin's physical condition is at the moment; Although he can be as healthy as a resurrection again and again, such vitality is by no means costless and can never be endless.
It's like a reflection.
The little wizard knew how important he was and knew he couldn't disturb him at such a time - not just this time, almost every time; The best he can do is ”don't give him trouble”.
The burden of being a duke, the feud with fascists, the threat of life and death... Both physically and mentally, he has pushed himself to the limit, but he is still squeezing his potential, as if he were racing against something.
No, even without these, he will still be like this... This guy pretends to be very modest, but he is more proud than the most arrogant elves and dwarfs; He would not pretend, but instinctively rejected the help from any aspect.
Always stubbornly believe that you can accomplish everything alone.
And all he can do is patience, silent patience, good... Don't give him trouble.
Don't give him trouble.
The blue eyes glowed, and a glittering and reflective ”water stain” appeared on the white cheeks.
Loren sighed and was at a loss for nearly half a minute before gently hugging the little wizard's shoulder.
”Sorry, sorry... It's all my fault. It's outrageous.” the little wizard who patted the back of Ayn's head and clenched his lower lip pressed him in his arms, and his petite body trembled continuously.
”Big liar, big liar, you just... Never tell the truth...”
”Well, you're right. I've never told the truth; because I know someone... Who will forgive me even if I lie to her many times.”
Holding ayin's head, the golden hair leaked out from her fingers: ”and she can even tell me the biggest secret of her life in order to help me, a big liar full of lies.”
”So I always owe her.”
There was a relaxed smile on Lauren's mouth - no pressure, no affectation, a natural, relaxed smile.
The two men were silent for a long time.
”Ain?”
”Huh?” the little wizard whispered.
”I want to tell you something... The truth.” Lauren slowly loosened her arms and whispered, looking at her slightly red eyes: ”I wanted to say it a long time ago, until now.”
The voice fell, and the black haired wizard's expression suddenly became more solemn: ”remember when we first met... The wild dog village, we joined hands to defeat the robber.”
”That time, I actually defeated him with the help of an evil god - the name of the evil god was Asriel. I signed a contract with him and became his apostle.”
”This was a last resort decision at that time, but it became the main cause of many troubles later - I won't hide it anymore. I... Am an apostle of the evil god, so is Lucian; even Ariel is a part of the evil god Asriel.”