When a normal person first sees this bloody and sinful scene, he or she would probably feel kind-hearted.

But Suli, who had already been made a little abnormal by this world, became serious at the first moment.

"What is this?"

"Birds." Cyril didn't understand Sully's expression or what the words meant.

"No, I mean what kind of bird it is."

There are so many birds that are completely black.

What impressed Suli the most and what came to his mind the first time was definitely not the crow that a normal person would think of, but...

blackbird.

A difference of one word makes a world of difference.

Compared to most people who have a negative impression of crows, Suli actually doesn't feel that much.

He was simply on guard, wondering whether it was a blackbird.

Sully spoke out his inner thoughts, prompting Cyril to ask sincerely, "Is there any difference between the two?"

"The blackbird is a typical example of the farmer and the snake. Regardless of whether I rescue it or not, as long as it is frightened by my actions, not to mention how creepy it is that birds will give humans insects in return... Just talking about the blackbird, regardless of whether I help it or not, as long as it is frightened, it will only make me feel what it means to be sprayed for 24 hours without stopping."

This is the magical blackbird.

After all, no matter how heavy the orange cat is, it can't stand the weird phenomenon of being attacked by a bird that is shaking its head crazily and throwing shit at it non-stop while sitting quietly on the balcony enjoying the view.

Cyril's mouth twitched wildly.

"There was a time when I really doubted that kindness was your true nature." After all, Cyril herself is the best proof.

Looking back at all the strange encounters in the past, if Cyril were to be abandoned, the relationship between Sully and Egbert would have been more natural.

"That's a bad idea." Suli waved his hand decisively in denial. "How could a character like the Holy Father have anything to do with a middle-aged retired office worker like me, a great magician who has been promoted with honors?"

"Absolutely not."

Despite saying this, Sully still reached out his hand to the bird on the wall.

But whether it was his body language or facial expression, they all expressed his resistance.

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it." Cyril stated calmly.

"But not wanting to do it and having to do it are two different things." Sully still maintained the action of extending his hand, and his voice was light and faint, as if he was worried about scaring the already seriously injured bird, and even causing its wound to become deeper for the second time.

"Human beings are magical creatures who, most of the time, even when they resist something, still do it."

"I prayed with all my heart to a God who I didn't know existed, and I hoped with all my heart that it was a crow and not a blackbird."

In his memory, he had destroyed several of Sully's glass-cleaning robots, but he could no longer remember what they looked like. Not long ago, Sully had also thought that the overly obvious bird calls were because if a person was seriously injured, the sound of the bird's voice would completely change, and the sound of the bird's voice would only be more obvious.

The two children would not know, nor could they understand, what the crows were thinking when they had survived the life-and-death battlefield in Jisuo Town and followed the scent of a long-dead crystal-winged dragon that was completely undetectable except by high-level monsters, only to find that the last relic was in the body of a human without a trace of elements.

Weak.

Do you need to kill it?

But it seems strange, let's take a look first...

Then, the ninth-level monster, which had the normal thinking ability of an adult, saw something that normal monsters could not understand.

When the white hand reached out, Du Ya could clearly see some slightly raised blue veins on Suli's wrist bones.

The light blue meridians and wrists that were so thin that they could break at any time almost deliberately highlighted his weakness at this moment.

However, the reality is that in the eyes of this strange child who cannot be understood by others, I am clearly an existence that should be avoided.

When the crow followed its instinct and wanted to peck at its own wings to ease the embarrassment of not knowing whether it existed or not, it suddenly realized that the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

"Do birds have saliva? But it seems that bird nests can also prove this point." Su Li did not care about his ignorance and tried to say to this ordinary bird that should not have any communication ability in the eyes of normal humans, "Don't do that, your sharp beak will only make the wound deeper."

Raven: This human is so strange, take another look...

Sully inexplicably noticed a strange light in the eyes of that bird, which had no whites at all.

It can be said that it is the last ray of afterglow before the setting sun, the reflection before it disappears completely, or it can be said that...

"Am I really stupid to talk to a bird that has no ability to talk or think?"

Sully sniffed, then fixed his gaze on Cyril.

The latter was instantly furious.

"You are thinking about something inappropriate!"

"There is absolutely no way I can use the wind element to blow you up and let you touch the bird. It's absolutely impossible!"

If he loses control and drops Sully, the one who will die will not be the bird that means nothing to Cyril, but the very important Sully.

"Why do you think so?" Suli was stunned for a moment, "I mean, you can try to lift me up higher, just hold my legs."

A gorilla that can run 10 kilometers while carrying 200 kilograms can lift a sulley with one hand while its internal elements are still in full condition.

Cyril: “Tsk.”

After making an unclear sound, Cyril grabbed Sully's armpits with both hands and lifted him up.

This distance was just enough for the two of them to get close enough to touch the bird on top of the roadside wall.

But the troublesome thing was that because of the angle just now, Suli thought that the bird just had a wing injured and couldn't fly away. But now looking at it from a straight angle, he found that half of the bird's body was clearly rotten.

Compared to the visible white bones on the wings, the claws on the half of the leg on the same side of the wing looked like the leg joints of a toy doll, completely twisted.

"Hiss." Suli took a breath.

"I wanted to beat up the three companies right there and then."

There's no hope. Just wait to die. Goodbye.

But the reality is that it has nothing to do with the medical profession. The only plan in the game is to use green blood as a code connection, which is quite contrary to reality, and choose to rescue again.

"Dodo, come here quickly." Suli tried to use the interjections from his memory as a way of calling to show that he was harmless.

Cyril's muffled voice came from below: "Can you please not call at a bird with the same voice as you would a dog?"

Suli said expressionlessly: "Oh."

"Anyway, we won't hurt you, that's about it."

"Wrap it up, darling, or do you want to call me BB?"

Sully reached out his hand and approached the bird tentatively.

The black bird that originally tried to peck at its wings did not make any move to hurt itself. Instead, it stared at its big face that was getting closer and closer with its dark eyes.

While the great magician was thinking whether to give up dinner completely and continue to fight with the bird, or to wait until it died and then find a place to bury it, Sully saw the bird jumping onto his palm with the posture of an independent golden rooster.

The smell of blood that hit Sully's face made his nose stagnate. He had to hold the bird in one hand, holding his breath while asking Cyril to put him down.

Later on the way home, both of them quickened their pace.

Tearing off one's own clothes to bandage the bird is absolutely nothing compared to Lan·Professional·Zhe who can save the bird even if it only has one breath left.

The Dark Son was speechless.

"It's just a bird. If it dies, it dies."

From the perspective of value, the value of the medicine that Lan Zhe took out to save this ordinary bird that is not a monster is enough to buy tens of thousands of them.

But even though the Dark Son spit on the unfairness of value theory, he still took out the herbs obediently.

"The legendary sharp tongue but a soft heart." Suli, as always, never hides his thoughts unless necessary.

Cyril looked at Lan Zhe, whose ears were red as he tried to organize his words to respond, and said softly, "Too straightforward."

"Wait, isn't it strange that people are becoming more and more able to understand some of the things you say, Sully?" Cyril added curiously.

"You have to know that people have an almost instinctive and efficient perception of good and bad words." Suli waved his hand nonchalantly.

But as a naughty child who does not stop taking care of the pet after "buying it" and only causes trouble for the elders at home, Su Li asked Lan Zhe: "Didn't they say that Egg would come back today?"

While holding the bandage that Lan Zhe brought out, he tried to bandage the bird, whose species he still didn't know.

Lan Zhe was happy not to have to work, and just said, "Euphia has some final matters to deal with, and needs his help to deal with them."

When the support suddenly became invincible and forced the other originally scheduled output to be forced to support, Egbert simply attracted enough hatred.

The fact that he was not beaten to death outright can only be attributed to the fact that everyone showed mercy to him because of his "bright and upright" identity as the former Son of Light who was being plotted against.

Not comforting people properly afterwards...

Euphia would only tell Egbert: "I will make sure that after you die, your body is left intact and sent to Sully."

Egbert responded decisively: "Please don't do that. The corpse is likely to scare Lord Suli. Just burn it into ashes. And with the title of the Lady of Fire, you will definitely burn out the most delicate and beautiful ashes. In that way, even if I die, I can leave a good impression in Lord Suli's heart."

Euphia used her eyes to stop herself from saying anything that might hurt her.

[You are so perverted. The God of Light must have stuffed his own socks into his mouth to make you this crazy.]

Egbert used max to dodge, and Euphia's eye attack successfully missed.

Back to the present, Sully nodded and tied a beautiful bow on the wound of the crow.

He sincerely wished her a speedy recovery.

Lan Zhe raised his eyebrows: "Use my herbs, I guarantee it will be alive and kicking tomorrow."

"That's great."

Um……

Egbert, who rushed to the small building in the dim light of dawn, did not think so at all.

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