Chapter 123...Why do I feel like a pet dog that is afraid of being abandoned?
Lord Rodney's attack spell followed.
Edith used her last bit of strength to lift up Joe and used his body to block the blow. Lord Rodney's roar was really piercing, and she didn't faint immediately despite the blood loss and dizziness, but remained somewhat sober.
Blood flowed from Joe's lower abdomen. The blood from his neck also flowed down his body, mixed with the blood, soaked the cloth, and dripped from the corners of his clothes.
There was an uproar on the stage - others had entered the competition venue without permission when the competition was over and attacked students who had lost their ability to fight. Such a thing actually happened in Boyunis College.
This is ridiculous!
“What are you doing!” Number One shouted without even thinking, “Joe still launched an attack after giving up, which is against the rules—he’s obviously not happy with his relatives’ choice!”
"But this is no reason for his relatives to interfere in the competition!"
"Are all the tour guides nowadays so tough?" A third-grade student in the stands smacked his lips twice, "The other party is a count after all."
"Because Joyce was here." Xia Zhi shrugged. "Everyone knows that the words coming from the podium are what President Walker meant."
She still didn't understand why Joyce disguised himself and came to the academy as a commentator, and insisted on staying to watch every advanced competition even when his identity was exposed.
"But don't you think she pays too much attention to Edith?" The classmate thought what Xia Zhi said made sense, but still felt it was strange. "She seems to have a lot of contact with Edith in private."
"...It's normal. After all, this is the only case this year that resulted in the death of an opponent."
Xia Zhi explained it this way, but she also noticed something was wrong.
In addition to her talent, is there anything else worth noting about Edith?
"Speaking of which, do you know the last name Griffin?" She scratched her head and spoke slowly, "What is her background?"
…
Lord Rodney had never expected that Edith still had the strength. He looked at Joe, who had a hole in his body, and said with bloodshot eyes: "I'm going to kill you!"
The referee finally caught up with him at this time, forcibly controlled his hands, and shouted loudly for the doctor waiting outside the court to come forward.
Earl Rodney's hands were held tightly in his hands. After the referee checked, he looked up and saw the severed hands wrapped around Joe's neck.
referee:"……"
He couldn't help but retching.
Edith cut Joe's arm below the wrist, and the doctor had done some simple hemostasis. But the visual impact of the complete cut surface with a mixture of red, white and yellow was still a bit too strong.
The assistant doctor hurriedly picked up the severed hand and put it in a box, waiting to pick it up again when they entered the school hospital.
"Why are you still picking it up?" The doctor was so busy that he kicked his assistant, "See if you can still catch it!"
What a shattered shape this section has become!
The assistant was confused: "If we don't use the original limb to reattach it, the school hospital can't perform a pure limb rebirth surgery!"
"Of course I'll take it outside of school!"
Seeing that the doctor was about to take Joe away, Earl Rodney broke free from the referee's restraints and chased after him.
Edith then sat down on the ground with peace of mind.
The referee turned around and saw Edith covered in blood, looking surprised: "Where's the doctor?"
"Everyone went to rescue Joe."
Edith didn't care much. She turned the head of her wand and started repairing her body.
faint.
Really dizzy.
She staggered to her feet and refused the referee's offer of help: "I'll walk to the school hospital by myself - wait, it looks like my friend is here."
"......I'd better call two teachers for you."
The referee insisted on holding her arm, looking at Edith's slow movements, and then looking at Hedda and her group who were rolling down from the stands not far away with their teeth bared. His instinct told him that it was not reliable to hand over Edith, who had just been seriously injured, to them.
He waved his hand resolutely and asked the observer to call for help.
"What, no need—"
"——It's okay. I'll do it."
A familiar voice.
Edith was a little surprised, and didn't bother to hide the relationship. She turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to the association today?"
Shelly was standing behind her at this time, his face was pale, his breathing was rapid, a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead, and it was obvious that he was exhausted from the journey.
He looked unhappy and sullen. He took Edith's arm from the referee and let her lean her weight on him. "No need to call another teacher."
The referee was stunned for a moment, and it took him two seconds to recognize who the other person was - although the face was unfamiliar, the temperament that seemed to reject the whole world was unique in the academy.
"Professor Scott." He was about to say something, but suddenly remembered that the two of them seemed to be in a professor and assistant relationship. Thinking about Shelly's identity as a professor of pharmacy, he suddenly relaxed: "That's great."
He looks much more reliable than those first-year students.
Edith seemed to want to say something else, but swallowed it back, looked around, and gave an apologetic smile to Hedda and others who were standing still behind her, wanting to say something but stopping themselves.
"I'm fine." She mouthed, "I'll go check it out and then come back to the dormitory. See you in the reading room tonight."
After receiving the news, the few people turned around and left with heavy hearts. Heda turned back every step and kept looking at Shelly with a vicious look that almost made a hole in him.
Shirley glanced back lightly, and Hedda immediately became discouraged, looking at Edith's face pitifully, mumbling some inaudible words of comfort.
Edith smiled, nodded reassuringly, and emphasized that it was okay.
Only then did Heda feel relieved to leave.
Seeing that everyone had turned around, Edith followed Shelly out with confidence.
"You have a good relationship with them." Shelly suddenly said something without any context. While pretending to ask casually, he lowered his head and gently held Edith's hand, then raised it and frowned to check the injury: "... Tsk."
A stream of warm water slowly wrapped around Edith's wrists. Edith relaxed and squinted her eyes slightly.
"I remember you asked me this question before." She calmed down, laughed again, and tried to pull her hand back. "It's okay, I healed it myself."
Her legs still hurt a little, but she was able to walk normally.
Shelly still frowned: "......"
"You haven't replied to my question yet." Edith tried to change the subject and put aside her injury. "Didn't you go to the association today?"
In order to study the magic circle mentioned by Xia Zhi, Shelly had to go back to the association to borrow some more sophisticated instruments. Although he had been expelled from the Pharmacy Association, the Magic Circle Association's attitude towards him was ambiguous. With the few remaining connections from Edith and the title of Duke Eddie, he was able to borrow the laboratory after many twists and turns.
According to the original plan, Shelly would stay there for two to three days and come back after Edith had dealt with the cave matters, and the two parties would exchange information on this basis.
But it was only half a day.
Shelly said nothing, just walked while holding her wrist and quietly treating Edith's injuries.
"What will you do if I don't come and there is no school doctor?" he asked, but there was no blame in his tone. He just carefully turned Edith's hand over and over.
Edith asked back: "Have you forgotten? I have magic power now."
"I am no longer the Edith Gary who could only wait for your help in treatment. Now my last name is Griffin."
......
Explanation desk.
Shirley gently pulled Edith and led them out in a protective manner, completely attracting Joyce's attention.
She narrowed her eyes and followed the two people's movements, as if thinking about something.
She had heard about Edith asking for another assistant position...but she hadn't expected her to look so familiar with Scott.
By the way, wasn’t Scott’s previous pharmacy teacher also called Edith?
......
Shirley fell silent after hearing what Edith said.
After a while, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "I know."
He knows.
Finally, he no longer had to wake up in the jungle late every night, groping in a trance to see if his teacher was still around. He also finally no longer had to check on his injuries every day, fearing that the teacher would grit his teeth and deny admitting the pain.
But that tiny bit of selfishness still slowly tormented his heart.
...Afraid that the teacher no longer needs him.
Edith was good at potions and swordsmanship, had a quick mind, was full of research ideas, and came from a much better family than he did. He certainly believed that as long as Edith had magic power, even just a little, she would be able to successfully learn the spell and take on all the ruins by herself.
...But after all, there wasn't, so she needed him.
If she had lost her only magical advantage, did Edith really need an assistant?
"What's wrong?" Edith noticed that the atmosphere was not right and looked to the side with a frown. "Is my injury serious?"
Shelly shook her head: "No."
"You treated me promptly and were more professional than most doctors."
Edith enjoyed it.
It is easy to reveal one's flaws when one is floating. She took two steps with her head held high, and suddenly her position shifted, her legs softened, and she staggered.
Shelly: ""
Edith: “…”
Damn it, bad decision!
She straightened her clothes as if no one was around, trying to hide the incident - it was so embarrassing that she fell down right after saying she was fine!
Shelly suddenly chuckled, breaking the depressing atmosphere.
"Teacher, if you don't mind..."
He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed and squatted down: "It's not convenient here, we will go back and check the leg injury later, you come up first, I'll carry you."
Edith tilted her head and looked at the other person's robe hanging on the ground, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
She seemed to know what Shelly was struggling with.
...Why do I feel like a pet dog that is afraid of being abandoned?
She smiled helplessly, withdrew her resisting hands, and obediently lay on the other's back.
"That's troublesome."
The mood of the person under him became noticeably lighter.
"Oh, right." Edith turned her attention away from her legs and then remembered the important matter, "You know the magic of preserving corpses, right?"
Shirley must know a lot about this to have preserved her body so well.
"Yeah." Shelly nodded. "What's wrong?"
"There's something I need you to keep for me. I'll need it in the next two days." Edith reached into her robe, looked around to see if there was anyone around, then quietly took out a small box, opened it and handed it to Shelly.
Shelly looked down and paused.
The box contained several severed fingers, the cut surfaces neatly cut and dripping with blood.
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