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Chapter 59:Explorer

The broadcast pays attention to the "starting point of reading", obtaining 515 red envelopes first-hand news, and the students who have not robbed the red envelope after the New Year can play a hand this time.

“The Master!”When they saw Hakalla fall, the witches came around in a panic.

“The fool!Cough ...” She covered her wounds and felt that her lower body had completely lost consciousness, “Quick, go and kill the traitor for me!”

At this time, the nightingale had already carried Wendy together and into the fog.

Back at the fork in the road, she saw that Wendy's forearm had darkened and the venom was gradually spreading, and she could no longer hesitate.She gritted her teeth, pulled up each other's sleeves, tightened her arms with a bandage, and pulled a handleless dagger from the sole of the shoe and pushed it down hard.

It took half an hour before she cut Wendy’s whole arm, took off her robe carefully, and pulled out two more straps tied behind her back.As long as you can return to the border town alive, Nanawa can make this broken arm intact.

But... can you really go back alive?

It took three days to come here alone, and it would only be slower to carry people behind you.If she walked fast and accidentally slipped down the path, she was not sure she could climb up.

Wendy's arm was still oozing blood, so that it could not last for three or four days, but the Nightingale had no choice, she could never leave Wendy alone - the other party was hurt for herself.

“Need help?”

Hearing the sudden sound of inquiries, the nightingale almost simultaneously unfolded the fog and posed in a defensive posture.

But there was no one in front of her.

"Don't worry, I don't want to fight you."

The nightingale looked up and found the other person floating in the air, “Who are you?”

"I call it lightning, I joined the co-help meeting not long, every day outside running, you don't know me is normal."She smiled easily, "But I know you, the famous Nightingale, the killer in the shadow."

“Hakkara sent you here?”

"No, no, don't get me wrong," the lightning slowly dropped, and one-legged, "I want to go with you."

The Nightingale wondered if he had misheard, “What?”

"You say, we should have the right to choose our way of life," she paused. "I choose to be with you, it's as simple as that."

“For... what?”The Nightingale had already been so disappointed that Wendy could not believe her completely, and the girl in front of her, was indeed a child, about fourteen or fifteen years old, similar to Nanawa.A clear and clear golden short hair, the face is beautiful, and the words are full of self-confidence that does not match the age.Instead of wearing a robe from the co-op, she was wearing a trousers that were easy to move, plus a short leather coat full of pockets and patches, so old that she could not see the vintage, and finally two coarse belts picked up from nowhere between the waists, which at first glance looked like a man's dress.

"Because of what you're talking about, the black machines with white air can turn the water into stone-gray powder, and the snow-clams that can burst out with thunder, I want to see."She said, "I'm determined to be an explorer, of course, to go to interesting places."

What is the reason... the nightingale froze, it didn’t sound tuned, but the consciousness was telling itself that the other party wasn’t lying.

“I don’t understand... since you want to be a risk taker, why do you want to join the co-op?”

“Not an adventurer, but an explorer!”Lightning stressed, “I am different from those who take money officers.It is said that the adventurer is actually just a jackal who does all the dirty work.And the explorers act only for the sake of interest!As for why join the Co-Assistance Council ...” She said plainly, “Isn’t the search for the Holy Mountain a great adventure?”But Hakalla did not understand the spirit of exploration at all, and she was completely obsessed with the ancient book, and everything she found along the way was rigidly related to the contents of the ancient books.What rises from the ground stone door is just two winding pillars.If she did, she would never have found the real Holy Mountain.An explorer must honestly record everything he sees, and Tuso is not what an explorer should do, as my father has repeatedly stressed!"

Although it was very interesting to ask who her father was in order to cultivate such a strange daughter, but the nightinge knows that now is not a time for gossip, Wendy's life is in jeopardy, since the other party is not malicious, it is also good to have more helpers.

“Is your ability to fly?”

"Well," said the lightning, "even if you drag the two of you, you can go forward like the wind."

"That trouble you," the Nightingale tied Wendy behind her back, then climbed on the back of the lightning, holding her hands on the other's chest.

"Uh . . . it's really heavy," said the lightning, gnawing her teeth slowly, "I think, I suppose, that we may not be able to go as far as the wind."

...

The two of them alternated in this way, and when the lightning ran out of strength, the nightingale caught her in the fog.When she regained her strength, the Nightingale hung on her back and let her fly forward.

It was only when both were exhausted and had to stop to rest that the Nightingale tempted to ask her some basic questions—such as her father, her family.

Lightning called his father the world’s greatest explorer, and he traveled throughout the ocean.He had an ocean-going fleet, and the crew affectionately called him Thunder.Her mother died early when she was young, so she didn’t leave much memory.During a storm and stormy voyage, the ship sinks to the reef, and she is washed up on a small island by a current and loses contact with her father.On the island, the lightning used the knowledge and skills of his father to spend nearly two months and awakened as a witch in the winter.

Then she went all the way west, across the strait to the south of the Greysburg, several tossed, and finally joined the co-assistance.She felt that if she persisted in her adventure, she would one day be able to meet her father in a certain wonder—if he were still alive.

The Nightingale has not been able to get much useful information from these conversations, and her ability can only be used to tell whether the other party is lying, and not to judge the authenticity of the content.In other words, as long as someone says that the sun is square and believes in it, the ability will also be judged to be true.

But there is some information that can be inferred, for example, she must have been born in a rich family - families who are still struggling with food and clothing can not be idle to explore, and having an ocean fleet is also in line with this judgment.Therefore, a rich and wealthy businessman may be the true identity of the Thunder.And the blond hair of the lightning is not like the blood of the mainland of the kingdom, but more like the people of the fjord across the sea.

During this period, Wendy woke up several times, and the nightingale took a lot of effort to fill her with a few sips of water, and then she quickly fell into a coma.Feeling the lower and lower body temperature of the other side, the nightingale is also more and more anxious.

Just under the alternating journey of the two, the gorge trail, which originally took three days, ran the whole course in just one and a half days.At the entrance, the horses that were coming from the prince were still bolted in place, and most of the straw piled in front of him was eaten.

The Nightingale turned over the horse with Wendy's back, led the lightning, and ran unstoppable toward the border town.

Ps. Chasing more children's shoes, free appreciation tickets and starting coins and there are no ~515 red envelopes countdown, I come to pull a ticket, ask for overweight and appreciation tickets, and finally rush!

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