How did he come here? What killed such a terrible person?
Thinking about these things in my heart, when I came to my senses, Alisabet found himself approaching him unknowingly.
When the girl walked to a few meters away from him, she saw a huge crack on the side of the giant's armor. This violent blow tore the armor apart, breaking the edges of the cut into jagged shapes, as if burned.
This seemed to be a fatal injury, because under the gap was blood. She saw the blood gathered together and turned into red drops of water, dripping from the wound and falling to the ground.
When she looked at the armor carefully, she realized that it was different from the armor of the army that had passed by the town. It was thick, and under it was a strange copper tube connected to the huge armor plate covering the chest and abdomen. His huge shoulder armor was decorated with two crossed swords. At this time, she discovered that there was a sparkling double-winged skull emblem on the chest of the giant armor, which made her eyes widen-
She only went to church a few times and had seen statues that symbolize angels. Although they were very different from the ones in front of her, they did have such signs on their chests.
In other words, this is indeed a fallen angel!
At this moment, suddenly, the giant took a breath and then started to cough, and his hand holding the sword was twitching.
The girl's heart almost jumped out of her chest, and in the chaos she tripped by her legs, fell backwards, landed in the soil, and then struggled frantically, with her hands and feet and ground, pushing herself into the shade of the tree, and holding her breath.
But he didn't really wake up.
She stared at him for a long time and finally came to this conclusion.
Now, she knew he was still alive, which made her feel a little different.
After getting closer carefully, the girl saw more clearly that he was actually breathing. His skin was very pale and his breathing seemed not smooth. Perhaps this posture made the armor press on his trachea.
After thinking for a while, Alisabet slowly crawled towards the falling angel. She felt very scared, but seemed to be even more fascinated by it.
He was obviously in pain, and she remembered that she had a serious illness when she was a child, while her mother was waiting at her hands to take care of her until she recovered from health, which was one of her most precious memories.
So, how sad it would be to endure such pain alone.
Alisabet approached little by little, leaning on all fours, like a kitten approaching the sleeping giant angel cautiously.
The closer she got, the more she could see the details of the other person's body clearly. Not only the sides, neck, arms, and thighs, there were obvious wounds, some were scratches, and some were puncture injuries.
How could anyone be injured so seriously without death?
Perhaps this just means that it is not a human...
Finally, she stopped, came close enough to reach, stretched out her trembling hand, hesitated for a moment, poked the other person's face with her slender fingers - this action suddenly made her feel an inexplicable sense of guilt in her heart.
The touch of the fingertips was very cold and rough, and suddenly the other person's head moved.
She was so scared that she was about to escape, but after a while, she found that the other party was still motionless.
Alisabet stood up and walked to the other party's side. He touched the other party's shoulder armor more slowly and more carefully. What does the sign of the sword mean?
Then she noticed that the half-burned scripture strips were burned, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, and her shoulders trembled like a frightened beast. In the past, she had accidentally touched something stained with scripture strips in the church, but was beaten hard by the angry priest with a pimp for more than an hour, which made her bruised and almost died, but no one reached out to help her.
The angry face and roar of the priest still echo in her memory-
The filthy lowly species are not worthy of defiling everything from the God Emperor!
"What should I do now..."
As Alissabet considered what to do, her forehead wrinkled.
The things here are beyond the scope of her being able to "handle". Will she call someone to come back? She is not sure that there are wild animals in the forest, and she also takes a lot of risks when she comes. What if she leaves, the wild animals are attracted by the smell of blood?
And she looked up at the sky. The clouds were gathering and it might be raining in less than twenty minutes...
I don't know if there will be other people looking for "good things". Alisabate knows that there are many hunters and scavengers around the town, and of course there are also bandits. If they discovered this, they may not have any pious intentions...
And more importantly, her freedom time is almost over, and she must rush back before others notice her, and she doesn't want to get whipped anymore.
Despite this, she was still reluctant to leave...
Alisabet looked at the angel's blood-stained face, more handsome and majestic than she had ever seen, and wanted to know if he would call her name after he woke up, and if he would...
Rescue her?
Suddenly, a place rushed into her mind, and she immediately turned around and ran in the other direction.
There is someone nearby who can help her!
"Fat balls, this...will be troublesome..."
"One-eyed man, you have repeated this sentence more than thirty times. Can you say something new?"
"Well...I'm worried about you..."
"Don't worry, we are doing justice. We have to thank you for taking the risk of secretly driving your landlord's hook into the forest, otherwise we can't lift such a big thing. If it gets wet in the rain, maybe there will be something wrong."
Pushing open the dilapidated door, two figures walked into the almost completely abandoned house in the pouring rain, while the blood-stained giant lay among the piles of weeds.
This was originally Alissabet's home, or... its former home, a beautiful place overlooking the river valley, but since her father was beaten to death by a relative who was said to be a big man and went to argue, it never belonged to her anymore, but its new owner did not treat it well and eventually became a warehouse for miscellaneous things, while Alissabet's good friend happened to be the manager of the place.
In addition to the umbrella in her hand, Alissabet also had an additional carriage basket filled with useful things she could think of: a lantern, a large needle and thick linen, a pot of water, a bottle of wine, a pile of freshly washed napkins, and a few large pieces of bread and cheese left behind for dinner.
She wanted to find medicine, but couldn't find it.
Beside her was a body shorter than her, wearing a grey dirty cloak, holding a stick in her hand, limping on her way, and the sound was like a tattered bellows.
When she came to the angel, she put down the basket, took out the lantern and lit it.
"First of all, you must find the wound on your body..."
It was said that, but it was actually much more difficult than she expected. The armor was very strong and there was no place to disassemble. Fortunately, it was big enough. Soon her clever head found a way to directly reach her small hand into the metal armor, trying to find a way to enter, just like eating shellfish picked on the coast - of course, she had never eaten it at all, this was another story she heard.
Chapter completed!