While Alisabet was trying to treat the giant's wounds, her companions on the side kept adjusting the position of the lantern so that she could see clearly inside the cracks in the armor.
“Ball of Suet, is this really an angel?”
“What else is it? There is a dragon’s head on its sword.”
"Do angels, holy messengers of the God Emperor, also bleed?"
"Ask the priest."
Elisabet was kneeling on the ground and focused on her work. The wounds on the other party's body were terrible and the smell was terrible, but she had cut off the heads of chickens, removed the entrails of fish, and cut them from fresh meat before. Lower fat, so she's seen worse in a sense.
She was no stranger to cutting injuries. She had been working in the kitchen before receiving customers. When she was peeling potatoes, she accidentally made a cut along the inside of her palm. The injury caused her to After she was unable to work, she was brutally whipped and fed scraps for days.
Since then, she has become more careful.
However, the other party's condition is still very surprising. The wound that was originally supposed to be deep has almost healed. If she remembers correctly, she obviously saw a huge laceration at that time.< br>
“With such a strong self-healing power, there shouldn’t be any need for suturing, right? Just clean the wound?”
After realizing that she didn't need to do much, Alisabet began to use a needle to pick out the metal fragments from the other party's wound. As she worked in the dim light, she tried to keep this idea in mind - she was Do housework, not surgery.
Occasionally she would look at the other person's face. At this moment, the giant's face became blurry in the darkness.
Of course, if he is going to wake up, he should be awake by now?
Her fingers trembled, as nervously as if she had pricked her finger again, because some of the fragments were so deep that they had to be pierced into the flesh to pick them out, but the giant did not care how the skin was damaged. Treat, not even any reaction.
It seems that this needle is nothing to him, or his consciousness has drifted too far and he can't feel the pain.
She gathered her courage and got to work, focusing more of her attention on his body.
Suddenly, Alisabet remembered something and raised her head to look at her friend.
"One-eyed man, you should go back first. You will be whipped if you leave for too long. I know that mean guy above you is very powerful."
"But."
The rickety figure holding the stick was obviously still a little worried. Looking at the giant, Alisabet knew what the other person was worried about and waved her hand.
"Okay, okay, I'm fine. I'll leave after I finish this. It won't wake up for a while."
"Okay, then."
She is alone behind Although she was alone with such a terrifying giant, she was not afraid and even hummed a song softly. But there were too many wounds on the other party's body, and she couldn't deal with them by herself. She could only deal with the scary-looking ones, and clean those wounds with stolen spirits until she used up all the towels.
Then she took the kettle from the basket, opened it, and held it up to the giant.
Because she couldn't see clearly, she had to get close to his face. Under the dim light, his face seemed to have a holy and majestic light, which reminded her of the saints and heroes in religious brochures, as well as those old-fashioned The knights and princes riding war horses in the graphic novel.
Of course, she has never met a prince, and there will never be such a person in her life.
Although the other person’s chapped lips were slightly open, Alisabet was still very happy. Worried about spilling water on the other person's face, she trembled and carefully poured the liquid into his mouth.
The next second, he suddenly coughed with a crackling sound. The sound made her back away again in fear, but in the end he calmed down, so she tried again.
Anyway, at least he swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. Alisabet was very satisfied and wiped the other person's face with a towel. This move suddenly made her heart beat violently in her chest.
She hesitated for a moment, looked down at the emblem on the other person's chest, carefully stretched out the towel, and gently wiped away the stains and blood stains on it.
It was very bright, so bright that it seemed to burn her soul——
Elizabet lowered her head, and she seemed to feel the dark brown herpes scar under her neck. It was all stinging, and tears suddenly fell from her eyes. Then she put out the lantern and fled from here like flying.
But she didn’t know that when she turned around, the other person’s eyelids suddenly moved slightly.
The whole world was gray, with snow falling in the leaden sky, gray snow, The flames licked the ruins, making crackling sounds, and the aroma of barbecue and the stench of carrion mingled in the air.
Jacob lay on the ground staring at the sky of old Armageddon, his former home. All around him lay enemies, Tyranids, greenskins, names and names.
He was very calm and could not feel the pain on his body, only the songs his mother whispered in his ears when he was a child.
Mother
His mother stood beside him Beside her, her knife stabbed into the neck of a barbarian, but at the same time, blade-like claws also penetrated from her back, and blood sprayed on him.
Pushing down the body of the pursuer, her mother forcefully pulled out the sharp claws that pierced her, picked him up, comforted her, and continued to stagger and run while bleeding.
Until she couldn't run anymore and fell to the ground, but he still held her tightly. Before the blood dried, he gently stroked his face and hummed a song
Lying there On the battlefield, the songs were still echoing in his ears. Just as his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep, a gap suddenly opened in the sky, and a ray of light fell on him.
A girl with wings is falling gracefully. She has gray hair and gray clothes and seems to be integrated with the world, except for her sapphire eyes.
She was like an angel coming to greet him, reaching out her hands and gently touching his cheek
"Bitch!"
Elizabet, who was kneeling on the ground, was severely hit in the arm. An angry fat woman stood in front of her, glaring at her.
This is the owner of the mansion where she lives. It is said that she was once a wealthy widow, and then spent money to build this small building and mansion composed of red bricks and white tiles. After several years of operation, it has become a famous romantic place in all parts of the country.
Not only celebrities and businessmen nearby, but even some lords and young men in the city are famous. It is said that they have even received guests here. A law enforcement officer from the Ministry of Justice, but he never left his name. It is said that the bishop of a church more than 30 kilometers away is also a frequent visitor here
She is tall and fat, but she knows how to please people. , in this always closed, dark house, her face looked pale, shining like a layer of paint.
A thin wig is decorated around her forehead with slender curls, which makes her look young and does not match her mature figure. She is usually happy and radiant in front of guests. She likes to joke, but she should exercise restraint and pay attention to propriety - this is what she often teaches girls, to pay attention to propriety.
Perhaps because she once had a well-born husband, she has always been a little averse to foul language. Even in a place like this, if a girl calls her by her first name, she will get angry and get angry.
Therefore, the girls called her "Mom".