"Sigh...it won't work!"
Valerie scratched her head frantically, sending draft papers flying everywhere.
The day passed quickly as she racked her brains, and the sun was already setting.
"If it doesn't work out, go back first, and we can figure it out later." Lucadi happened to walk back to her side.
“Go back? Back to Yanluo Military City?” Valerie looked up blankly.
“No, to Zuniga,” Lucadi replied.
Valerie paused for a moment, then said, "Oh!"
"And you two?" Lucadi turned to Xiao He: "Are you two leaving together or staying here?"
"Let's go together. There are no clues here right now."
"good."
After a quick packing, the four of them bid farewell to this strange sea, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Until the sunlight completely faded and the half-moon hung high in the sky.
A gaunt figure emerged from the parted waters...
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"kill!!"
"roar--"
The outline of Zuniga City had barely appeared on the horizon when various shouts and roars could be heard.
The battle line was not at the city walls, but several hundred meters away.
"I'll take Valerie back to the city first, since I also need to go back to the city to provide support," Xiao He said first.
Lucadi nodded: "Be careful on the road, we'll cover you."
“No need, I can clear the way myself.” Xiao He said, then took Valerie’s hand and unfolded the mechanical wings on his back.
"Whoa—" Valerie was stunned by the sudden feeling of weightlessness.
Xiao He drew his sword and used the displacement effect of the Dark Flash to quickly close the distance to the city wall.
Seeing that the two were wearing cloaks from the 11th Regiment, the soldiers guarding the city did not stop them from entering.
"The 11th Regiment of the High Court Support Army, Pastor Xiao He." Xiao He took out the token as soon as he landed.
The surrounding soldiers' eyes lit up immediately: "It's a priest!"
"The woman next to me is a 3S array master. Please take her to meet up with the array team in the city," Xiao He said.
"This?! This is wonderful!!"
Valerie was still a little disoriented at first, seeing everyone with tears in their eyes.
She looked at Xiao He somewhat awkwardly, and the latter gave her a reassuring look.
Valerie immediately understood what she meant; they had teleportation scrolls.
"I'll be going now! See you later!"
"Um!"
Xiao He watched her leave and followed the soldiers' directions to the healing camp.
Wounded people kept being brought in, tents were added one after another, and stretchers were in short supply.
“Miss Priest, these tents are full of seriously wounded soldiers. We’re counting on you!” the soldier leading the way said earnestly.
"Okay," Xiao He replied and went inside.
These wounded soldiers were less "seriously injured" and more "ill-known cases".
Most life-sustaining techniques can regenerate muscles, blood, and so on, but they cannot bypass calculations to directly eliminate foreign substances or detoxify.
"Go, Dad! Go, Dad!"
A childish voice caught Xiao He's attention.
In the far corner of the tent was a bed board, on which lay a man whose body was covered in tubes.
Xiao He recognized it as an auxiliary device specifically designed for conditions where blood vessels have been invaded by foreign objects.
Parasitism is rated as the most difficult condition to treat.
Even a max-level priest would frown if they didn't have some coping strategies.
The one who kept cheering was a little girl.
The little girl crouched at the head of the man's bed, her wide eyes filled with hope.
Xiao He walked to the bed next to the man's. On the bed was a woman who was temporarily without treatment, but her gaze remained fixed on the man, showing great concern.
“Hello, I’m the support pastor,” Xiao He said to her.
Upon hearing this, the woman turned her face around and was slightly surprised to see Xiao He's age.
The priests who can come here are all at the forbidden spell level, and the average age of a forbidden spell priest is 39.
Those who like to change their appearance are ultimately a minority, so this woman's first reaction was that Xiao He was not yet twenty.
The man was also treated by a woman, but she was clearly over sixty years old.
"The pastor of the 11th Regiment of the High Court?" the old pastor asked without looking up.
"Yes." Xiao He bowed.
"You're not even fully grown yet, are you here for an internship?"
"I really don't have much experience."
"Then don't do anything rashly yourself. Come over and help me out, but don't make things worse."
"This..." Xiao He hesitated.
"What? Is this something you're being wronged by?" The old pastor frowned and raised his eyelids slightly.
"No, using instruments is too inefficient for me. It's better to use magic directly," Xiao He said honestly.
A few years ago, Xiao He, with his fiery temper, would probably have jumped up on the spot. But these days, influenced by Wang Xuefeng, his mindset has unknowingly become quite Zen-like.
The woman lying on the hospital bed calmly observed the girl in front of her, and could see a calm and elegance that did not belong to someone her age.
The light blue hair ribbon swayed gently, and the long hair draped behind her was completely tangled.
Although she was without makeup and any accessories, her ethereal气质 and confidence were enough to make people unable to look away.
"It's alright, Aunt Alan, I believe in her," the woman said with a slight smile, turning her head slightly.
The old pastor remained silent, still giving Xiao He a distrustful look.
Without offering any explanation, the latter simply drew his menacing blade.
The little girl who was cheering her on was startled and didn't know whether she should cry or not.
Xiao He walked to the woman's side, used the tip of his knife to cut open her clothes at the abdomen, exposing a row of bloody teeth marks to the air.
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