Chapter 244 The Lucky Person is You
"Is this the musical note... So beautiful." The girl with short brown hair looked at Hevinia lying on the bed with her back naked, and couldn't help asking, "Can I touch it? Just for a moment."
Before Hevinia could reply, the mature woman who had just entered the room immediately stepped forward and gave the short-haired girl beside the bed a knock on the head.
"Don't be silly, Ju." Ina said to Ju unhappily, and then looked at Hevinia, "How is it, do you feel better, Miss Hevinia?"
Hevinia nodded. Although her tone was still weak, she was indeed better than when she woke up yesterday.
If I am still on the verge of death now, it seemed like I was half dead yesterday.
"I'm sorry, Miss Nia." Ina said, "I don't have a good way to treat your injury... or at least Tianqin doesn't have one. You should also know that Tianqin is not good at medicine."
"Yes." Ju echoed, "In the past, when we were sick, we would directly inject the source oil."
Ina glanced at Ju unhappily, but did not deny it.
"It doesn't matter." Hevinia shook her head. "My physical problems can't be cured by simple healing magic."
"Indeed, you were seriously injured." Ina said, "When I first received you, I thought the sender was joking, because you were just a mess at that time, um..."
Ina hesitated, and Helvinia added considerately.
"Rotten meat."
"It seems that you are indeed aware of your physical condition." Ina smiled, "Yes, if it weren't for your heartbeat, I really couldn't believe that you were still alive, but..."
Ina's eyes also moved to Hevinia's naked back.
The notes interwoven by the score were operating rapidly, and the magic power emanating from them was constantly repairing this body.
But the body itself is still decaying.
However, the speed of repair exceeded the speed of decay, and the body was recovering slowly in a very strange way.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably say he saw a ghost.
But after all, Ina had once fought against the evil god's products in the polluted area, so her ability to accept things is much higher than that of ordinary people.
So she could only sigh that it was indeed the power from God.
But what Ina didn't know was that the power that allowed Hevinia to survive was not just the seven notes.
When Hevinia just woke up, she could feel that there was a bone in her body that did not belong to her.
That piece of bone was continuously emitting power, greatly strengthening the seven notes in her body to sustain her life, just like Caesar in the past.
There is no doubt that this bone belongs to Bai Wei.
In order to keep her alive, Bai Wei placed the bones he had taken back from Xi Ze on her body.
And there is more.
The music and score she was listening to were also given to her by Bai Wei, because her own life had been destroyed in the final chapter and could never be saved.
In other words, apart from the ear and the body without the musical notes, Bai Wei gave everything else to her.
Gave it to her which was of no use to her.
Hevinia closed her eyes gently, and her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed her current mood.
"Miss Ina, did you really not see the sender?" Hevinia asked.
"You have asked me many times, right?" Ina gently stroked Hevinia's hair. "When I received the letter and rushed there, you were the only one there. To be honest, I don't even know who sent the letter. I only know that he and my father are very close friends. He can tell me a lot of things that only my father and I know, and..."
Ina paused, then turned her head and looked outside the house.
The Sword of Order still stands upon Lyra.
She received the will of the Sword of Order.
But there was no need to tell Hevinia this information.
"No matter what, thank you, Miss Ina." Hevinia opened her eyes and said to Ina very seriously, "I will repay you."
Ina smiled and said, "There's no need to say these things for now. After all, we are the same kind of people."
"A kind of people?"
"Yes." Ina said softly, "They are all lucky people who have survived until now under the protection of others."
Hevinia heard the undisguised regret and sadness in Ina's tone. She was tactful enough not to ask any more questions and just thanked her again.
Afterwards, Ina sent Ju away, and only spoke again when they were alone: "What are your plans for the future? If not, I suggest you don't leave Tianqin. I have also heard about the situation in Shengyin. Many people are looking for you, right? Although Tianqin is not what it used to be, it should be no problem for you to live in anonymity."
"…I'm sorry, Miss Ina." Hevinia shook her head and said softly, "I can't do this."
"Are you afraid of dragging us down?"
"Yes, but it's not just because of that."
Hevinia nodded slightly, and then looked out the window. The sunlight, which had not been stained by the wind and snow, shone warmly on her face, making her think of a sentence Bai Wei had said to her a long time ago.
"Perhaps only when the warm wind without any ice or snow blows on your face, you will truly understand what I am saying."
…
Vic withdrew his gaze from the slightly scorching sunlight and listened attentively to the conversation between two passers-by across the table.
"What the hell is going on? Why is it so messy?"
"Don't you know yet? A ruthless man came here yesterday."
"How cruel?"
"More than a dozen players of the Holy Sound are chasing him. What do you think?"
"...That's true, then what?"
"Then one-third of them were killed. They were not caught and they ran away."
"Hiss... is it so exaggerated? Where did it come from?"
"Where else could it have come from? Don't you know what happened to Shengyin recently?"
Vic drew his attention back and stopped listening.
Because he doesn't have time to gossip now, he cares more about other things right now.
For example...those guys who have been chasing him.
Vic narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to find his target among the various people coming and going at the border.
But he couldn't find it.
It’s not that there are no suspicious people, but the people in this place... are all suspicious.
This made Vic, who was here for the first time, a little overwhelmed.
Fortunately...
His nose twitched.
Among this mess of smells, he still smelled the most special part.
It smells exactly like him.
Sure enough, they caught up with him.
Vic's expression did not change much. After confirming the existence of the smell, he took off his coat and calmly hung it on the guest at the next table who was still talking. At the same time, he took off the guest's personal spices and hung them on himself, then quickly left the tavern.
Not long after, he heard the sound of a riot coming from the tavern.
But Vic did not stop there. Instead, he hung the spices he had just taken on the carriage that was leaving the junction, and then took the opposite road to the carriage.
Not long after he left, several dark shadows rushed out of the tavern and chased the carriage again.
So, Vic successfully arrived at his destination, the small town of Yade.
Of course, to be more precise, it is not arrival, but "return".
Yes, he had previously set out from the entire town to head for the border, making the people who had been tracking him think that he was going to leave this land.
But in reality, he never intended to leave.
At least he would never leave until he found Ade.
But Vic also knew it was difficult.
For a hunter like him who no longer had any hunting dogs, just staying alive was already a great effort.
but……
Vic pursed his lips, said to himself twice "hold on" before setting off again.
But he did not enter the town because there were too many spies in the town, so he went into the mountains along the edge of the town.
We hadn't walked for long when it got dark.
In this land, night means danger.
Fortunately, Vic arrived at his destination, a dilapidated and abandoned church, before anything happened.
This church belongs to the former church of this land - "Senluo Church".
It was just that a hundred years ago, after the demise of the Senluo Church, it became deserted, and the surrounding cemeteries also became wasteland.
Naturally, the townspeople were reluctant to get too close to this place, and even hunters were reluctant to set foot here easily.
But Vic was running out of options.
He slowly pushed open the door of the church, and the first thing he saw was the ancient and dilapidated statue of the god Senluo.
From his perspective, he could still feel the power of the God of Senluo when he was alive. The tremendous sense of oppression was enough to make everyone who came here for the first time breathless.
Fortunately, Vic was used to it, and he walked in with ease.
But he suddenly stopped before he took two steps.
His nose moved and his eyes narrowed at the same time.
Because he smelled blood.
And it was unfamiliar blood.
...Is it them?
Vic immediately reached for the small axe behind him, but did not retreat.
After all, the danger of retreating into the darkness at this time is far less than fighting with them here.
Vic's thinking is still very clear.
But the smell of this blood... It smells very mixed, obviously not coming from one person.
There are only two possible reasons for this smell. Either there are more than ten injured people hiding in this church, or...
One person has the blood of more than ten people in his body.
Vic walked in little by little, and finally saw the source of the smell of blood under the statue of Senluo.
An unconscious man with a folded serrated knife at his feet.
He was wearing a robe that was stained with blood, and the more than ten different smells of blood came from it.
This outfit doesn't seem like the kind of clothing that people from this land wear. At least Vic is pretty sure he has never seen a robe of this style before.
Who is this guy?
Doubts and answers flooded into Vic's mind almost at the same time.
Is this... the ruthless man who killed countless Holy Music Players that we heard at the border before?
He actually ran here?
After realizing the other party's identity, Vic had an idea as if by reflex - kill him!
Although no one knows who he is or what his stance is, his presence here is a threat to Vic.
Thinking of this, Vic immediately put the axe against the opponent's neck.
With just a slight effort, he could separate the opponent's head.
However, Vic just couldn't bring himself to do it, and his expression was full of struggle.
After a while, he finally put down the axe and kept repeating the words "I am a hunter" as if trying to convince himself.
Finally he succeeded in persuading her.
So Vic looked at him and muttered helplessly, "You're lucky."
Then Vic noticed the man's wound that was still bleeding and the serrated knife at his feet.
He thought about it for a moment.
"If I leave you alone, you'll die." Vic took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and shook it gently. "I can save you, but I won't save you in vain. I'll take your knife... Is that ok?"
Naturally, the other party did not respond, so Vic placed the bottle of medicine next to him.
"You are so lucky to have met me."
He said this, then reached out and grabbed the blood-stained folding serrated knife.
But in the second before his hand touched the serrated knife, Vic noticed a dark shadow passing across the chaotic blade.
That is...
Vic realized something and lowered his head sharply.
With a "click".
A huge wolf head bit down on his head, and its sharp teeth bit half of his hood into pieces before he could retract it.
Still catching up!
Vic gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, and chopped the head of the person behind him with the axe in his hand.
But the man just raised his other hand.
In an instant, the other hand turned into a ferocious wolf head and bit Vic's axe handle.
There was another "click" sound.
The wooden axe handle was split in two.
The wolf head that had previously attacked Vic's head also bit Vic again.
That's not enough.
From the corner of his eye, Vic saw the other two pursuers coming towards him from the left and right. The muscles under their thin clothes were constantly surging, as if they were wild beasts that could break out of their clothes at any time.
Being forced into a desperate situation.
Vic gritted his teeth, determined to give it a try.
A hunter must not die unarmed.
The axe was gone, but he still had the serrated knife.
So he immediately stepped back, staring at the three people in front of him while reaching for the serrated knife.
Then he caught nothing.
Vic's eyes widened and he turned his head sharply.
Found out that the serrated knife was no longer there.
What is going on? !
Before he could react, two voices came to his ears.
One was the sound of rusty metal rubbing against each other.
The other was the sound of a blade cutting flesh.
"clang".
"brush".
Then there were several muffled sounds.
When Vic turned around again, the three pursuers had already fallen in a pool of blood.
Standing on the pool of blood was the man from before.
The serrated knife in his hand was fully extended, and blood was dripping bit by bit from the rusty blade.
Vic stood there in a daze, and then heard the other party speak slowly.
"It looks like..."
Bai Wei chuckled and looked at Vic.
"You are the lucky one."
(End of this chapter)
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