Chapter 412 Life and Death (Ⅰ)

Joan flew in the rain for more than half an hour, and finally got out of the thunderstorm area.

After flying for another half an hour, they finally found the cavalry battalion stationed in the Delin River Valley before night fell, and handed George Vassar's personal letter to Lieutenant Colonel Anderson.

Lieutenant Colonel Anderson was very shocked by the changes on the front line, leaving Joan to inquire about the battle situation in these two days in detail.

Joan had to start from the beginning, and by the time Lieutenant Colonel Anderson had fully figured out the cause and effect, it was almost midnight.

That night, Joan stayed overnight in the barracks.

After a whole day, Qiao An ran around in the rain, and because he spent too much energy on the road, his physical strength was severely exhausted, and he fell asleep in bed.

He woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and it took him a while to regain his sense of reality, to remember where he was.

He touched his forehead, it was hot as if it was burning, but he felt cold all over his body, shivering uncontrollably, and his head felt dizzy and painful, only then did he realize that he had a cold.

Joan sat up with support, summoned "Tears of God" to soak in the water bag, consumed "myth energy" to prepare a potion, and poured it into his dry throat.

As far as the treatment of colds and fevers is concerned, the potion prepared by "Tears of God" is actually not suitable for the symptoms, but this potion has a miraculous effect on relieving fatigue and pain, which can make Qiao An feel more comfortable and sleep peacefully for a night Sleep.

Waking up the next morning, Joan felt much better.

Touching his forehead, it was still a little hot, but fortunately, the headache was not as severe as last night.

He braced himself up, entered a meditative state, and got up to wash up when he was ready for today's spell.

After drinking a bowl of hot soup and eating two biscuits in the officer's canteen, Joan felt his body warm up again, so he went to Lieutenant Colonel Anderson to say goodbye.

"Mr. Vader, if you have no urgent matters, I hope you can stay in the barracks and assist me in dealing with the current complicated situation."

Facing Lieutenant Colonel Anderson's eagerness to keep him, Qiao An was grateful, but unfortunately he had more important matters to deal with, so he could only politely decline.

Walking out of the barracks, he turned into an Eagle again, soared into the sky, and flew straight to the direction of Delin Town.

In the past two months, he has done a lot of things for the military, and he has fulfilled his obligations as a citizen of Yalfheim.

Now, Joan must fulfill his obligation as a grandson, return to his hometown as soon as possible to visit his dying grandfather, accompany his last relative in this world, and complete the last journey in his life.

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After nine o'clock in the morning on October 3, the familiar scenery of the hometown town caught Joan's eyes again.

He restrained his excitement, restrained his wings and landed directly in front of his house.

Jamie and Gray saw a half-human, half-eagle monster descending from the sky. They were startled at first, roaring and attacking. When Joann untransformed and returned to his original form, they ran over in surprise to welcome Joann. go home.

Joan touched Jamie's head, hugged Gray again, and asked him where Conti was.

The gray bag beast immediately turned around and pointed to the hut in the back mountain.

Qiao An nodded understandingly, told them to stay as a guard, and ran quickly to the back mountain by themselves.

As soon as he arrived at the grandpa's cabin, the door opened, and Kandy rushed out and hugged him tightly, his eyes were flushed, and he wanted to say something but was choked up.

Seeing her like this, Qiao An couldn't help but thumped in his heart. He held her hand tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Grandpa...how is he?"

"Mr. Thiel's health is very bad. He's getting more and more sick these days. He sleeps most of the day, and occasionally repeats your name when he wakes up. Today, I finally hope you come back... let's not talk about it, You go into the house and accompany him, the old man."

Joan was slightly relieved by Kandy's words, and he hurried along the way, fearing that he would not have time to see grandpa for the last time.

Pushing open the door, Joan felt that his feet were as heavy as lead, and he moved almost inch by inch to his grandfather's hospital bed.

In the dim hut, the old man's thin face looked particularly pale, and even his lips lost all color, like two withered leaves.

Joan sat down in front of the hospital bed, holding grandpa's cold hand, tears blurred her eyes.

The old man in a coma seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and a throbbing suddenly passed across his face, as if he had broken free from the hands of the god of death strangling his throat, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Joan...you're back." The moment he saw his grandson, the old man tried to sit up excitedly, but his weak body did not allow him to complete this simple movement, and he fell back on the bed with a slight bow, coughing violently.

Joan poured a glass of warm water for grandpa to drink a few sips, helped him to sit against the window, and patted the old man's thin back: "Grandpa, do you feel better?"

The old man Tire held back his cough and nodded, a sickly blush appeared on his face, but he looked radiant.

Seeing that Grandpa's spirit has improved a lot, Qiao An's tense heartstrings have also eased.

"Grandpa, take good care of your illness and you will recover soon."

The old man Tire smiled strangely and shook his head in silence.

Joan put down the water glass and said to himself, "I've already made up my mind on the way, and I can't let you live alone in this moldy hut in the future."

The old man Tire looked at his grandson in surprise, with an inquiring expression in his eyes.

"Grandpa, the environment in the city is much better than in the countryside, and it is more convenient to seek medical advice. I plan to take you to Leiden Harbor and rent a house for you near the school, so that I can take care of you nearby. What do you think?" Sample?"

The old man laughed dumbly, patted the back of his grandson's hand, and said weakly: "Son, it's enough for you to have this kind of heart... But, I've already lived enough, I don't want to make troubles, and I don't want to disturb your life..."

"But……"

"Stop it, kid, you know my temper. If I wanted to go to the city, I wouldn't have chosen to settle in the country at first... I don't have much time, good boy, just respect me as a weird old man. The decision... Let me lie safely in the grave I chose."

Joan was speechless.

As my grandfather said, both grandparents and grandchildren deeply understand each other's strange tempers, and once they make a decision, they will never listen to others' persuasion.

"Joan, I've thought about something for a long time, and I'm still hesitating whether I should tell you the truth." The old man looked depressed.

"Grandpa, is there anything else that worries you?" Joan asked in surprise.

"About your life experience, your strange blood..." the old man hesitated to speak, "I know you are very curious about this matter, which is normal, but I am worried that telling you the truth will hurt you instead... , I might as well take this secret to the grave so that you can live your life in peace."

After listening to the old man's concerns, Joan remained silent for a long time before opening his mouth: "Grandpa, in fact, we have many similarities, such as withdrawn, stubborn, and not listening to others... No matter whether you tell me the origin of the strange blood, I can't bear it." Go and find out the truth."

"That's right..." The old man smiled wryly, "You child has been self-willed since you were a child, the more you won't let you do anything, you insist on confronting me, and you won't turn back when you hit a wall... Forget it, your life should be It's up to you to decide, and I won't hide it."

Qiao An couldn't help holding her breath, and listened intently to her grandfather revealing the mystery of her life experience.