Danica ran away desperately in the forest. There was no way in the primeval forest. She could only run deep and shallowly, and she would fall from time to time. After running for a short distance, Danica fell a lot of bruises, branches and thorns fell on her face, and bloody holes were cut on her legs, and a scorching pain.

After running for more than an hour, Danica's eyes became unconscious and her steps became unstable. After suffering from unqualified pain potions for three years, her physical fitness was already very poor. Now she was just overdrawing her physical strength under extreme fear, but her physical strength was not infinite. Now, her limit was almost here.

After crossing a piece of wood, Danica's right foot stepped on the air and her whole body fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Danica screamed in pain. She felt a sharp pain in her right ankle, and her hazy consciousness was completely awake. Danica struggled to sit up and took a look. It turned out that she had stepped on a trap set by a hunter, and a hideous animal trap was being stuck at the ankle of her right foot.

Looking at the steel teeth deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, Danica was completely desperate. Now that one of her feet is ruined, how can she escape?

No, you can't just wait for death. Just when Danica was futilely trying to escape from the trap, something even more unfortunate happened. The shrill scream just now led the hunter over.

"Come here, there is something going on here! That witch is here! We can sell it for a good price after being caught!"

Sell ​​for a good price? They caught themselves for... female slaves? Hearing the shouts of greeting their companions, Danica's face turned pale. She didn't care about the injury of her right foot and continued to run with a trap. She saw a tragic description of female slaves in a travel note left by the old pharmacist. In any case, even if she died, she could not be captured by them as female slaves!

Fortunately, the blacksmith in Yorktown is not very good. A qualified animal trap can directly break the leg bones of beasts. But now, Danica can still continue to escape step by step with such a inferior animal trap.

But where can I go step by step with the bloodstains? Danica looked ahead blankly.

...

When Samkar led his adjutant and two personal guards to chase his prey, he found that the witch had stood on the edge of a cliff.

Seeing those who came to catch themselves, Danica bluffed and shouted: "Don't come over, I'll jump down when I come over!"

Samkar smiled. He was a very strong girl. It was probably a bit difficult to train, but what did it have to do with him? This is what the slave owners should worry about. He ignored Danica's empty and powerless threat and said to the adjutant: "Cum the left leg." Now Danica's right foot has been exhausted, and it is all supported by her left leg. She shot her left leg again and he doesn't believe that this girl can continue running!

The adjutant nodded, took out the bow and arrow, bent the bow and aimed at Danica's left leg.

Danica thought they were going to shoot herself, so she took a few steps back in panic and shouted, "Don't come over! Don't come over!" By accident, she stepped on a few gravels, her feet slipped, and her body was in the air. She waved her hands in vain, trying to grab something, but it was useless.

"Ah!" A sad scream echoed in the valley.

...

After a while, Danica's soul slowly woke up and took over the body again. The only message the body conveyed to the soul was pain, severe, ubiquitous pain.

Danica wanted to scream, but she only let out a faint moan.

At this moment, a crisp voice came: "You are awake!"

After waiting for a while, the severe pain finally weakened a little, Danica opened her eyes and found herself in a tent. She twisted her neck hard and saw a girl sitting next to her.

The girl looked about the same age as herself, and she was wearing a small floral ornament on her head.

The girl saw Danica open her eyes and said happily: "It seems that you are recovering well. Since you wake up, you can get up and eat something." As she said that, the girl leaned over, held Danica's arm and lifted it up, as if she wanted to help her up.

The girl's violent movements made Danica feel her bones rattle, as if she was about to fall apart. Every muscle in her body was complaining about the girl's rough behavior.

But Danica knew she was not qualified to complain, after all, it was this girl who saved her.

He lifted Danica up and stuffed a folded quilt on her back so that Danica could sit up. The girl stood up and picked up a small bowl from a small table, stuffed it into Danica's hand, and said, "Eat something, it will be good for your injury."

Danica raised her hand hard, but the bones in her arm seemed to have been pulled off, and she couldn't use any strength at all. She could only try to curl the corners of her mouth, reveal a reluctant smile, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you, but I don't want to eat now."

The girl didn't expect to get such an answer and persuaded her: "You are injured and need a lot of energy to repair your body. You'd better eat something."

Danica shook her head gently and said, "It hurts so much now that I can't eat it. Why don't you put it here first and I'll eat it myself after a while."

"That's it." The girl didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to persuade others, so she had to say, "Okay, then wait until you feel a little more comfortable before eating." Putting the small bowl next to Danica's pillow, the girl stood up and was about to walk out, and added another sentence: "If you feel cold, call me and I'll give you heat. Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, take a good rest."

After the girl left, Danica began to move her body carefully. Her internal organs, bones, muscles and other places were damaged in her eyes, and she seemed to be a dangerous house that was about to collapse. In this case, every movement would cause great pain. Moreover, because of her physical weakness, she could not move quickly. It took her five or six minutes to turn over. The severe pain and weakness made Danica's forehead sweat a lot, but all this had to be endured. It didn't matter whether it was fair or not. These were caused by fate. Then she had to endure and tried to change. Complaints were useless. It was so painful that she couldn't bear it. Danica stopped and took a short rest, took a breath, and continued to move. After almost half an hour of tossing, she finally moved her body to a suitable position.

The girl left Danica a small bowl of broth. The meat was cooked sour and some vegetable leaves, spices, etc. were added to it. It smelled very delicious. I don’t know if it was because my body was too lacking in energy. Just by smelling it, she felt that this bowl of broth was definitely the supreme delicacy that only heaven should have.

Danica adjusted her position, clamped the bowl of broth with her wrist, leaned forward with her mouth, and drank the bowl of broth in a very twisted way.

Of course, Danica knew that she should supplement her nutrition after being seriously injured, but the soreness and weakness of her limbs made her unable to raise the small bowl to her mouth; she also knew that the girl who saved her usually had a pampered life and had no sense of feeding herself. Since that's the case, why both parties were embarrassed? After the girl left, she would find a way to eat it herself, and she could eat it no matter how much she could. She was not used to begging others, even if she was beaten by the old pharmacist countless times, she didn't ask for soft words. If he felt that she was not doing well, then just beat her and take it with her. This stubborn and strong temper seemed to be born with it. Sometimes Danica was also surprised that how could a child who grew up alone and had such a proud temper?

After working outside for a while, the girl wanted to come and see how the girl she saved was like. As a result, she just lifted the curtain, she saw Danica kneeling on the ground, holding a small bowl with her hands and wrists, stretching her neck and trying hard to get closer, drinking the bowl of broth in a very twisted and indecent posture.

The girl was stunned for a moment and gently put down the curtain. This should be her own pride. If she could accomplish it herself, even if she could endure the great pain, there was no need to ask for help from others. It seemed that the girl she saved was a very self-reliant and very proud girl in her heart - just like herself.

Girls originally had to come into contact with a lot of nobles in their lives, and the nobles were very arrogant, but this pride was often only aimed at people lower than them. Once they met a real aristocrat like her, the pride would burst like a bubble. Their pride was not pretending, nor was it the distorted external manifestation of inferiority. They were real pride, but their pride was dependent on the power of their family. Once they met someone higher than their family, their pride would be broken and vanished. She admired people who were proud in their hearts, but what she really liked was the kind of inner pride rooted in themselves, rooted in their own perseverance and tenacious people, so that people's pride would not be so empty or so castles in the air.

The girl continued to stay outside to clean up the bonfire. It was already evening. The wind was blowing in late autumn, so the girl could only try to get close to the fire. But even so, her chest was hot, but her back was still cold. Despite being trembling with coldness, the girl was still waiting outside. There were not many people in this world who really admired her, especially a girl who was about the same age as her. For this reason, she was willing to shrink in the cold wind and get frozen.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the girl walked in. At this time, Danica had finished drinking the bowl of broth, resting on her head and lying on her quilt.

It felt like someone came in, Danica turned her head and said, "Thank you, the broth you made is so delicious." Danica's words were sincere. It was a pleasure to eat enough salt in such a remote place in Yorktown, not to mention spices, but a lot of seasonings were added to this bowl of broth, which was of course the supreme delicacy for Danica.

"Just like it." The girl thought Danica was just expressing her gratitude politely, but she didn't care too much, but asked, "How is it now?"

Danica smiled and said, "It's much better, thank you for saving me."

The girl sat cross-legged next to Danica and said, "It's okay, it's just a simple task. Let me introduce myself. My name is Philis, who is a low-level magician who is traveling abroad." Although I rescued her and admired this girl very much, it does not mean that Philis wants to give her all the trust immediately. Therefore, when introducing herself, she only said that she was a low-level magician. In fact, the first-level, second-level, and third-level are both low-level, but the difference in strength is quite large.

Danica also introduced herself: "My name is Danica, I am a second-level pharmacist... also a magician." After hesitating for a moment, Danica still mentioned her identity as a magician. Although she only mastered a light wind technique that had no lethality, she was still on the path of magic.

She is a magician like herself. Philis likes this girl more. Her eyebrows and eyes laughed and said, "You are also a magician. That's great. When your body is well, we can communicate about the study of magic." Magic is a powerful force for many people and a guarantee of their status. But for Philis, magic is still a lifelong love. She really likes to study magic and experience the mystery of the magic world.

After a few more chats, Philis asked Danica to rest. After all, she had just woken up from her coma and was still too weak. Fortunately, the tent was big enough, Philis took out another quilt and prepared a bed for herself.

From then on, Danica lived in Phyllis' tent and cared for her body. In fact, Danica was very lucky. She accidentally stepped into a hunter trap while running away, but the unqualified animal trap did not break her leg bones. Later, she fell from such a high cliff. Not only did it not fall on the stones, grass, or even trees, but was very lucky to fall into the thorn bush. Although she was pricked and needed to endure huge pains, she used needles to lift it open one by one, but the soft and tough thorny vines effectively acted as a buffer, maximizing viscera and other vicious disasters such as internal organ shock and bone fractures. So after five or six days of raising Danica could already walk slowly.

After almost recovering, Danica walked out of the tent for the first time, bathed in the warm afternoon sunshine and enjoyed the caress of the breeze in the forest. She felt that her whole body was much more relaxed. As a result, she looked back and was startled.

The tent they lived in before was actually very small from the outside, and it seemed that they could not live alone, but in fact, there was a lot of extra space living in that tent. This should involve space magic! Danica had only seen the space magic in books before, but she had just briefly brought it up. Unexpectedly, she really saw it.

Seeing Danica watching the tent they lived in with interest, Phyllis was a little nervous, but pretended to be relaxed and asked: "What's wrong?"

Danica pointed to the light patterns on the tent and said excitedly: "The magic patterns on this are space magic, right?"

Phyllis nodded and said, "Yes, this tent was made with space magic."

Danica said contentedly: "So this is space magic. I finally saw it this time." After a walk around, Danica ignored the tent. Although space magic is novel, what she has studied is wind magic after all. The two magics of different systems are of little value to learn from, so it's enough to just see it.

Danica found a wooden stick from the ground and slowly walked around with the stick, leaving Phyllis who was a little stunned.
Chapter completed!