Scene 95 The Girl’s Knitting Thread (2)

The long corridor leads to the room on the southwest side of the castle, where Charles placed Akane. The main color of the room is light green, and the branches of an ancient red tree can be seen from the window - in the distance is Tony Geer's tree. Distant view - the dark forest and the shadow of the mountain peaks on the horizon seem to hang down from the top of the clouds.

When Fro led Brando to arrive, the young wizard had already learned that his master had returned to the castle and was waiting outside the door.

"How is it?" Brando's first sentence when he saw Charles asked.

"Not good," Charles replied: "Miss Roman, Antitina and Medissa are both inside -"

Brando nodded and pushed in the door without saying a word. After all, Qian's room was not an intensive care unit. At least the young man didn't smell a strong smell of medicine as soon as he opened the door. There was even a sense of calmness in the room. When he opened the door, he saw the curtain directly opposite raised slightly. Revealing a view of a corner of Fir Castle behind.

Brando's entry brought a breeze to the room.

The breeze lifted the curtains of the princess bed in the center of the room. The original owner of this bed has long been unknown, but at the moment Akane was lying on it, covered by the gauze. The girl looked pale and closed her eyes gently. .

It was the first time that Brando saw this girl with her ponytail untied, and her long, soft red hair spread down to cover part of her face, making her look delicate.

She is very quiet.

Not the usual silent stubbornness, but a real quietness, silent, as if immersed in his own dream. It's a pity that Brando knew that it must be a nightmare, otherwise the girl wouldn't frown slightly, showing a painful look.

When Medissa and Antitina saw Brando coming in, they all stood up in unison. The little silver elf princess nodded slightly, while Antitina looked at the young man motionlessly, with a hint of vagueness in her eyes. Worry.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened underground in Safrund, Akane's situation was definitely not optimistic. She had also asked Charles about the relevant situation beforehand, but the young wizard just told him that everything would wait until the lord came back. deal with.

This made her heart sink.

She is a simple girl, although she always deliberately keeps extremely calm in her heart so that she can become a competent staff member. But just like that time in the mountains of Chablis, the noble daughter blamed herself and shed tears for the 'death' of the wild elf's sister. In her heart, she actually did not want anyone in this group to encounter an accident.

Although Antitina knew that this idea was childish,

Even a little ridiculous. Since ancient times, one general has achieved great success, and there has been no bloodless struggle between nobles, but she is still unwilling to give up this point.

Calm but not cold-blooded, this is what Brando taught her.

"Lord," the noble daughter asked in a low voice.

Brando nodded, but he immediately saw angrily that a small body was sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed. The businesswoman was obviously unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment, so much so that a trace of laughter flowed from the corner of her mouth. Strings of glistening saliva dripped down onto Qian's quilt.

Brando looked at the girl's eyebrows dancing in her dream, and her little eyebrows kept raising, and he knew that this guy was probably fighting through obstacles in his dream, and maybe he was leading Akane out of the siege - of course, that was just In her imagination, it was of no help to the red-haired girl at this moment.

However, the young man knew that Roman's thoughts were actually extremely simple, and his motives often did not contain any utilitarian impurities - except for business activities, of course.

So he raised his eyebrows, unable to feel the urge to blame. Brando walked to Qian's bed, turned around and asked:

"What is she doing?"

"Telling Akane a story." Medissa replied.

"tell a story?"

"Miss Roman said that when she was sick as a child, her aunt would tell her stories. After listening to the stories, her illness got better." The silver elf girl added in a low voice.

"Then what?"

Seeing Metisa and the noble daughter smiling slightly, Brando knew that this guy was doing useless work again. If Roman's aunt is a witch, then she should use a kind of spiritual word magic. Holy word magic is one of the many spells of witches.

But no one can learn this thing just by imitating it, but Roman obviously won't realize this.

He did not wake up the business lady, but instead set his sights on Akane - but in just over a week, the red-haired girl had completely changed her appearance. She lost her usual vitality and health. The color on her face faded and became as pale as paper. Her whole body seemed to have lost weight when she sank into the bed. Her skin gradually became transparent, and the blood vessels underneath could be clearly seen.

In sharp contrast to the crystal-like skin, a layer of eye-catching black patterns on the girl's neck are growing upwards. These patterns have spread across the girl's long and slender neck and have extended to her face.

Seeing Qian like this, Brando's heart sank. The blood of God had begun to spread. Although Charles had tried his best to suppress it, this tenacious thing was still developing uncontrollably towards the brain.

If this continues, by tomorrow morning at the latest, there will not be such a red-haired girl named Akane in this world.

Metissa and Antitina saw that their omnipotent lord was silent, and they suddenly understood Akane's situation.

Although the silver elf girl was not good at expressing her feelings, when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but asked softly: "Lord?"

Brando just shook his head.

These patterns on Akane's body should originate from the heart, where the blood of God is injected, that is, the heart. In fact, this is the most difficult method of injecting the blood of God. The people who used the blood of God must be experienced. Faced with such an injection method that requires killing the carrier first and then reversing life and death, Charles and Brando can only Helpless.

If they want to save Akane, they must kill the blood of God, but the blood of God is now the only energy that maintains Akane's life. Even if they have a way to annihilate the blood of God, they will still kill the red-haired girl.

What's more, they have no choice yet.

Another method is also applicable to the situation where the body is occupied or is being occupied, and that is to erase the will that dominates the possession itself. But what makes Brando unable to do anything is that the blood of God itself has no will, but instinct drives action, so his path is blocked from this aspect.

He saw the patterns on Akane's neck growing upward little by little, like blood-sucking thorns draining the girl's life little by little, or a slow poison that would kill her as soon as time came. But Brando stood beside the bed, but there was nothing he could do for a moment.

There is a way to quench thirst by drinking poison.

He frowned.

But at this moment, a voice in his heart sounded: "Little guy?"

"Huh?" Brando tilted his head slightly, and the female voice in his heart was low and mature, making him recognize it as Otales's voice. In fact, the heroic spirit of this female knight from the War of Saints era rarely contacted him. She only answered him when Brando had doubts about swordsmanship, "Lord Kaya? "he asks.

If Brando had heard Otales speak earlier, he would have suddenly had great hope in his heart. This woman was a strong person from the War of Saints era - in their era, the power of darkness and chaos was greater than it is now. This era is much more powerful. Terms such as Blood of God and Tree Shepherd are not unfamiliar to Otales. It can even be said that she knows it in more detail than Brando.

It's a pity that Brando is thoughtful and has already considered this. In fact, he contacted Otales in his mind on the way here, hoping to get help from her.

Unfortunately, the problem he faced was also a problem for Otales. Akane's life itself had been damaged, and it was the blood of God that repaired her body. Faced with this situation, Ortales told Brando that there were only two ways to solve the problem once and for all.

The first is the Miracle Spell among the Holy Word Spells. That spell can almost reverse the rules and change the effect into cause. It is not impossible even to return Medissa to the situation before she was possessed by the blood of God.

But then again, since the War of the Saints, apart from the Saint Fa Enzan, I have never heard of another person who knows this spell.

The second method is even more outrageous. The method Otales told him was to find Martha's Covenant. The so-called Martha's Covenant, as the name suggests, is an agreement between mortals and Martha. Since the other party to the agreement is Martha, the mother of all things, the wishes that can be realized are almost endless. This can be said to be an enhanced version of the miracle technique. If the miracle technique can save Akane, then this method is self-evident.

Unfortunately, the flaw of this method is that the possibility of its realization is also infinitesimally small. Although Ortales told Brando that Martha's Promise did exist, it is a pity that Brando has no experience in history or in past games. I have never heard of this thing actually appearing there.

In the game, there are tens of millions of players exploring this world, and there are countless powerful players, but they can't find any clues about Martha's covenant, so what virtue and ability can he have?

But after rejecting these two items, even Otales couldn't think of a better way for a while.

However, this time the heroic spirit Lord spoke out again, which gave Brando a little hope. He knew that the ancient knight would not take the initiative to contact him until it was critical.

"I took a look," but Ortales said: "This girl should not live more than twelve hours, she is terminally ill." She replied.

Twelve hours, which is what Brando expected. But when the young man received confirmation from Ortales herself, his heart sank again.

"Have you thought of any solution?" the female knight's heroic spirit asked.

"There is no cure." Brando shook his head.

"You mean it can cure superficial symptoms?" Otales couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she heard his answer. Even for her, it would take a lot of effort to save this girl's life for one more day at this time.

That would have been under the conditions in her heyday, not in her current state, where she could do anything and nothing. When Butch saved Brando, he almost tried his best.

Being in the main material plane is very harsh for a purely spiritual being like her. After all, it is not as free as in the sanctuary between fantasy and reality.

Brando nodded.

"There's a stupid way," he replied.

"Stupid way?"

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