Looking at Aloy on the ground, Lorraine Hill dispersed the magic power of the spear, and then squatted down. As the light flowed, he gently wiped the wound with his fingers, and then helped wipe away the blood on his face, leaving a white complexion.
A traceless forehead.
When it comes to healing effects, the three sequences that I am best at are Angel, Demon, and Nature, but their emphasis is different.
After healing the wound on his forehead, Lorraine Hill pulled the girl up and comforted her, and Aloy stopped crying.
"It's really better." Looking at the small mirror in her hand, the face inside was still as flawless as before. The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Lorraine Hill with some embarrassment.
"Thank you sister."
After a brief exchange of words, after seeing that Lorraine Hill was about to play the next game, he left the underground battle room at a trot.
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The next battles were not that exaggerated. Many of them were freshmen who had just learned to fight with wooden swords and wooden knives. Although their sword skills were good, they were still within the scope of ordinary people's knowledge.
Two wooden swords fought back and forth on the ground. After a minute of back and forth, one wooden sword was kicked away, and then the referee announced that one side had won.
Lorraine Hill slowly retracted the outstretched wooden sword, and the other party nodded in sincerity.
"Although you are a girl, your swordsmanship is very good. Thank you for your advice. I will continue to work hard."
This boy is from a foreign class. This is the first time I met Lorraine Hill. I was a little surprised at his appearance at first, but he was a little contemptuous of his strength, because most good-looking aristocratic ladies are just flowerpots. But after this competition, he became more and more
The fight became more and more frightening, and in the end he was given a few words of advice from the other party. Although he failed, he was indeed convinced.
After saying that, he slowly left the field and left, and today's battle with Lorraine Hill ended.
The preliminary round mode is to play five matches according to the schedule, and you must win four times to advance. Naturally, Lorraine Hill won all five matches and advanced safely.
When I left the battle room and returned to the dormitory, it was already late. The deserted moonlight hung in the sky, and there were no stars.
When Lorraine Hill opened the door, several other roommates had already gone to bed. After she finished washing, she walked to the desk in the middle hall without lighting a lamp. She leaned against the window and could see the sporadic and quiet night scene outside.
After taking a shower, her hair was still a little wet. She leaned quietly on the wooden chair, opened the window, and let the night wind slowly blow her long hair. While everyone was sleeping, Lorraine Hill allowed herself
His hair color returned to silver, bathed in the cold moonlight.
After entering Emenas, I inevitably met a lot of people, many of whom were very nice and very fresh at first, but after the bustling, I wanted to stay alone for a while.
I feel like my personality is a bit awkward, Lorraine Hill thought to himself.
When I'm alone, I want to be lively, but after it's lively, I want to be quiet by myself. I was very excited at first to be called a great sage, but then I thought how could I be respected by so many people. So I didn't dare to go.
When I met Pullman, I was afraid that I would not be able to support their hopes. The sage everyone admired was not mature and stable, but just a young girl who was not experienced in the world.
She is not as powerful as everyone thinks. Sometimes she makes mistakes, sometimes wants to be lazy, and sometimes feels inexplicable guilt. Because she is not good enough, everyone suffers a lot. The same is true in the Carites Chamber of Commerce. If
If she had taken action earlier, her cultivation progress would have been faster, and not so many people would have died. But no one in the chamber of commerce blamed her, and instead thanked her very much. Maybe she took advantage of her appearance.
If she were not a witch and her appearance was ordinary, would she have followed another path? An ordinary girl, living alone in the forest, occasionally taking some of the fruits she grew and the cloth she spun to trade with the surrounding villages.
You need to buy some things, and sometimes ask hunters to help you clear away the monsters around you.
Just living alone like this, occasionally reading and writing something, then slowly growing old, being called an old woman, and finally passing away peacefully on the hospital bed.
This kind of life is actually not bad, it is exactly what she expected in her previous life. Unfortunately, it was the other side that was difficult to reach in her previous life.
All the things in life are like invisible restraints and shackles, forcing you to move forward without stopping. The people around you are urging you to work hard, because this is a critical moment, and you have to be here.
Get good grades in a few years, get into a good university, find a good job, make a lot of money, and then find the right partner, get married, have children, raise children, tutor, work, have a career, support, etc.
Although reason and people around me tell me that this is right, in the dead of night, my inner emotions will grow like weeds on a barren mountain, and depression will be like dark clouds trapped in a box, rolling constantly but nowhere.
Vent and tell.
I didn't come to this world for these things.
When a child was running in the wilderness, what she/he longed for was not to become such an adult.
Life shouldn't be like this, it should be more colorful. Just like the clear wind blowing through the hills, the leaves rustling in the sun, and the colorful kites flying in the sky.
Maybe I am destined to disappoint those people, because I am not what they expected.
She doesn't want to completely obey the system's mission and become a puppet under its control, nor does she want to go to their realm according to the arrangements of the witches. She even doesn't want to play multiple identities sometimes, because it is dishonest to everyone.
Lacey is just her pseudonym. She is not the orthodox eldest lady of the Carites Chamber of Commerce, nor is she the profound sage that people expect, nor does she want to become the witch that people say is awe and fear.
She is not Lorraine, Luo Xier, or Lacey, she is just a silver-haired girl who longs for a peaceful and leisurely life.
After stripping away all the things imposed on her by the outside world, this is her only essence.
She will walk in the world with kindness and curiosity, give some people kind help, and make the world a better place, but she will not restrain herself just because of her temporary act of kindness. If someone wants to force her
If she does something she doesn't like, she will overturn the table with her own strength.
Because the life she longs for is like the wind, unfettered and unfettered, like the clear and clear sky. This is not only her character, but also the origin of her talent.
After thinking about something, Lorraine Hill sat by the window sill and slowly tapped the window sill with his fingers, humming softly to the tune in his memory.
[Being able to become so strong is something I never imagined in my life.
....
[Get back what you once had
[Now I'm alone
[Hold your head high and chest high
[No matter how violent
[Wind and rain stop me on the road, but I won’t give up
.....
[Don’t let me live your way, I refuse
Just as Lorraine Hill was singing softly, the bedroom door opened, and she was so frightened that she quickly changed her hair color back.
"Loland? You haven't slept yet."
"Well, I'm just thinking about something."
"What are you thinking about seeing that? Will Lorraine also have troubles?" Letis asked curiously.
"Yes, but now I think about it."
"What is it?"
"Do what you like and don't do what you don't like."
"Aha, isn't this a matter of course?"
"Yes, but sometimes I forget such a simple truth."
System tasks? I will do it, but I will also work hard to find out what your purpose is and the truth about my rebirth. If it doesn’t satisfy me, I don’t mind tearing you apart. As the sequence level increases
, Lorraine Hill can already vaguely feel the existence of the system. Since it can be sensed, it has the possibility of destruction.
