RNP Chapter 132 Tree Smoke and Hemp Frost
Chapter 132 Tree Smoke and Hemp Frost
Chapter 132 Tree Smoke and Hemp Frost
Lola was awakened by the pain again.
She turned her head to the left, her left side convulsing slightly, the blood seeping out staining the sheets again.
It hurt a lot, but Lola gritted her teeth and endured it.
She carefully dressed, prepared a bowl of poppy seed decoction with hot water, and drank it.
The doctor advised her to take painkillers sparingly, and Lola heeded the doctor's advice. Unless the pain became so severe that she could hardly concentrate, she planned to endure it through sheer willpower.
In the past, Lola would sometimes find Aaron to be long-winded in the library.
Especially when the topic of "The Knot of the Clouds" comes up, Aaron will repeat the same sentence many times.
But now, Laura truly understands Aaron's good intentions.
This power is indeed very dangerous; if one makes the slightest mistake, one will be devoured by it.
Fortunately, that night, Lola only had time to construct the most basic magic circle; she only lost some flesh and blood.
Otherwise, she would likely be missing an arm by now, or even dead.
But I can only blame myself for not being skilled enough.
Aaron said that if the "Mist Realm" were used in actual combat, the difference between its upper and lower limits would be extremely large.
Judging from Lola's performance last time, her level is clearly not much higher than the lower limit.
Ultimately, it's because she hasn't mastered all the uses of the Radiant Realm; she needs to practice even more diligently.
Of course, the high level of the opponents is also a reason.
That warrior with the thick beard and braids was far too powerful.
When she fought him, Lola felt she had absolutely no chance of fighting back.
She couldn't restrict the soldier's movements, nor could she hit him.
Although the warrior was cautious in his attacks, Lola could feel the chill of death approaching with every strike.
If no other man had interfered that day, or according to Anne, if the soldier hadn't been in such a hurry to leave,
Lola will surely die on the spot and will never have the chance to see Anne again.
Thinking about this, Lola suddenly realized that the excruciating pain she was experiencing was perhaps nothing to worry about.
This battle also made Lola realize that there are many powerful people in this world, and that she should never become complacent or arrogant just because she has gained a little power.
But now, Lola will certainly not be able to sleep peacefully anymore.
She put on her glasses, wrapped a wool scarf around her neck, left the room, and then walked out of the dormitory.
The eerie forest at dawn was shrouded in a white mist.
But this is not "smoke rising"; the smoke from the trees is thicker than the fog in front of us.
The fog resembled light gauze and cotton wool, while the smoke was like heavy clouds covering the sky.
Lola took a light sniff; the air was cool and moist, making her shiver involuntarily.
However, the chill could numb the pain of the wound, so Lola set off into the morning mist.
It was still early, and there was no one to be seen in the forest.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, but Lola happened to like quiet.
As she walked, she suddenly came to the foot of a huge, miasma-covered tree.
This is the mother tree, said to be the ancestor of all miasma trees.
The branches of the mother tree disappeared into the thick fog, their ends nowhere to be seen.
Its interior was hollowed out and renovated to become the library of the wizarding school.
Lola had been inside a few times, but never this early.
She wondered if the library was still open and if there were any diligent people reading inside.
So he walked to the door, gently pulled on it, and the door opened easily.
It seems open-minded.
Lola then passed through the membrane bubble and entered the mother tree.
And there are people.
She immediately noticed a bottle of glowing potion on the surface of a smoky wooden table in front of her.
A wizard is reading a book laid out on a table by the light of a potion.
When Lola finally saw the wizard's profile under his hood, she turned around instantly and prepared to leave.
But then, "Oh! Little Lola!"
The other party, however, called out to Lola first.
Lola had no choice but to stop and turn back to the man.
He continued, "I didn't expect to run into you so early. Come here, little Laura, sit across from me."
Although Lola came over, she wasn't in a good mood.
Not long ago, Anne had also mentioned that she was "too short," and now the old wizard in front of her was describing her as "small," which made her indignant.
"I'm not a child anymore; in just over ten days, I'll be fifteen!"
"But I'm already seventy-five. To me, you're just a child. Besides," the old wizard grinned, revealing his toothless mouth, "I'm not just referring to your age."
This made Lola even more unhappy. She sat down forcefully as if to vent her anger and asked:
"What's up?"
The wizard before them was named Lolotti. Lola had a brief encounter with this old wizard.
Lola did Loloti a favor, and Loloti wanted to repay Lola, but Lola didn't want that.
"Nothing much," Lolo said, "I just rarely see you and wanted to talk to you."
But I don't want to talk, Lola thought.
So she chose to remain silent, while Lolotti stared at Lola's face. After a moment, he suddenly frowned and asked:
Are you injured?
How did you know? Lola asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Sure enough," Lolotti said, "your left arm is very stiff, and there's a hint of pain in your expression."
As I told you, I am a psychic, and emotions, feelings, and sensations are all part of the mind, which is why I can detect your abnormality.
But even if we know, what good will it do? It's just a few useless words of concern.
But Lola doesn't need these things, and besides, if Lola wanted care, she would be better off going to Aaron.
"Let me see the wound," Lolotti said again, "maybe I can help you."
Lola was somewhat surprised.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm."
After considering for a few seconds, Lola finally decided to unbutton her coat and expose her left shoulder.
"Hmm—."
Upon seeing the wound, Lolotti immediately let out a serious sigh.
He picked up the glowing potion from the table, went to Lola's left side, and stared at the wound for a moment.
Suddenly, he pulled a bulging little leather bag from his robe, one end pointed and the other round.
He aligned the pointed end with Lola's wound, then gently squeezed the round end with his wrinkled fingers.
A wisp of white smoke shot out from the tip, and upon contact with Lola's wound, it instantly condensed into a frost-like substance that adhered to the surface of the wound.
Lola frowned: "What is this?"
"Tree smoke hemp frost, a special alchemical medicine, its function is very simple: to relieve pain from external injuries."
As Lolotti carefully treated Lola's wounds, he explained, "However, the dosage must be strictly controlled. Its side effect is a decrease in the body's pain tolerance, leading to dependence and addiction to this alchemical drug. Furthermore, the body can develop drug tolerance during this process. In short, once addicted..."
The consequences will be very troublesome.
Lola felt a tingling sensation in her wound, which then turned into a pleasant coolness. The pain gradually faded until it disappeared completely.
She was amazed by the potion's effects, but she also immediately noticed something else:
"Tree smoke?"
"Sneeze! Little Lola, your intuition is really sharp. That's right, the smoke released by the Smoke Tree is one of the main ingredients of this alchemical potion." Lolot stared at the wound on Lola's shoulder for a few moments, then suddenly straightened up, put the leather bag back into his robe, and walked back to his original seat.
"Alright, little Lola, put your clothes on properly. Getting cold won't help your wound heal."
Lola nodded and did as she was told.
After sitting down again, Loloti put the glowing potion back in its original place and continued their previous conversation:
"The Frozen Continent is a holy land for wizards, but it was also once the center of alchemy. Many alchemical materials..."
All these skills can be cultivated on this land, making the frozen continent naturally suitable for alchemy research, which led to the past glory of alchemy on the frozen continent.
"In the past?" Lola accurately grasped the word again.
"Heh, what did I say again? That's right, once upon a time! Until the people from the Far East sailed westward..."
Lolotti said with a smile,
"The Far East continent possesses its own alchemy system, with a very clear structure. More importantly, they have mastered the technology for mass-producing alchemical materials, which led to the eastward shift of the alchemy center."
"Alchemy schools on the frozen continent declined and were forced to close one after another. Until a few hundred years ago, there was not a single alchemy school left."
"The Far East is a magical land where you can find anything you want, and any living thing can quickly integrate into the local environment. But there is one plant that has yet to be successfully transplanted."
Lola immediately came to the answer: "The Miasma Tree!"
Lolotiken said: "The idea of using the smoke released by the Smoke Tree as an alchemical material and incorporating it into alchemical research was only proposed a thousand years ago. However, by then, alchemy on the frozen continent was already declining, so its development was slow."
"The Far East continent was unable to cultivate the Miasma Tree, and with the closure of the last alchemy school on the frozen continent, the research and development of this technology came to a complete standstill."
"The tree smoke and hemp frost I just used on you is a technique from hundreds of years ago. Don't let its age fool you, it's quite rare."
Only one family of alchemists, living in seclusion in the Ghost Forest, still produces this stuff.
"Tree smoke can influence a person's mind, and since I study mind magic, I followed the clues and unexpectedly found that family. Besides me, very few people outside can obtain it!"
Laura nodded. "Thank you."
"I'm satisfied with your thanks; after all, you helped me."
Lolotti took off his hood, revealing his gray hair.
"Oh! Of course, this wasn't my thank-you gift from that time; it was just something I did on a whim."
"I just did it on a whim last time," Laura said.
"But I did formally ask you for a favor," Loloti said. "I'm several generations older than you, and I can't bring myself to take advantage of you. Anyway, I will repay the payment I promised you."
Lola couldn't understand why the old man was so fixated on that matter.
"However, speaking of alchemists, I feel quite sorry for them."
Lolo sighed.
"Alas—the side effect of tree tobacco syrup is addiction. And this is precisely the harm of tree tobacco itself. This suggests that tree tobacco may have a stabilizing effect on side effects!"
"You know, most alchemical drugs still have completely uncontrollable side effects! Just imagine, if the alchemists of the frozen continent were to develop tree smoke in this direction, they might be able to develop a groundbreaking technology and theory."
"And the Miasma Tree only grows on the Frozen Continent, which would prevent alchemy on the Frozen Continent from declining. Of course, I am not an alchemist, and can only make such an unfounded prediction."
Lola knew absolutely nothing about alchemy.
She wasn't interested in it, but since Lolo was talking, she would just listen.
Although Lola enjoys quiet, she prefers to be a listener rather than offer her opinions.
Besides, Lola's left shoulder was no longer in pain, and she took her patient listening at this moment as a return gift for Lolotti's help earlier.
Loloti spoke again, "Little Lola, you shouldn't feel any pain now, right?"
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Lola nodded.
"The tree smoke pine ash cream works quickly, and since this is your first time using it, it should last for two or three days," Loloti said. "At that time, you will feel pain again. Although I can spray some more on you, I don't recommend doing that, as addiction can develop very quickly."
Laura wasn't afraid of pain, so she nodded again.
Lolotti nodded: "The correct way to use this medicine is to relieve the most intense pain in the early stages of a wound."
Do not rely on it excessively. Moreover, it only numbs the pain; you must act carefully to avoid worsening the wound.
"Um."
At this moment, Lola noticed that Lolotti suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared intently at her with deep eyes:
"Little Lola, I have a question for you—how did you get your injury?"
When questioned, Lola frowned but said nothing.
Lolo continued, "The wound looks like a cut, but it's different, since it's starting to grow flesh, so I can't tell. However, you're a wizard apprentice, staying within the school grounds, what caused you such a serious injury?"
"And last time too, we only parted in the afternoon, and the next morning you brought me back seawater from the Weeping Gorge, even though only one night had passed. And that day you asked me if I could distinguish between the east and west coasts—such an intriguing question..."
"Little Lola, what secret are you hiding?"
Lola tensed up. She felt a cool sensation on her left shoulder and tried to move her fingers to avoid interfering with gathering power and constructing the magic circle.
If the old man in front of her poses a threat to Lola, then Lola's conditions for killing him are met, and she will kill him without hesitation.
At this moment, there were only the two of them in the library. The thin film of sap secreted by the mother tree blocked out the outside sounds, making the empty tree cavity eerily quiet. Lola could even hear her own heartbeat.
Both remained silent until Lolotti broke the silence with his mocking laughter:
"Hehe—well, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Everyone has secrets, right? But one thing I'm even more certain of, Lola, you're not simple!"
Anne said last time, "Don't trust anyone."
Lola only trusts Anne and Aaron.
Even though she and Lolotti had helped each other, they still couldn't easily trust each other.
Perhaps sensing Lola's nervousness, Lolo waved her hand up and down:
"Relax, little Lola, I mean you no harm. You know I'm just interested in all things unknown."
But personal privacy is not knowledge, and I have no desire to pry into it.
Despite Lolo's words, Lola remained wary.
Lolo raised an eyebrow and said helplessly:
"You're really like a hedgehog, alright. Let's stop here for now. I'm at the library these days, so if you want to find me, come here."
After that, Lola left the library.
By now, the morning mist had completely dissipated, and occasionally one could encounter a few early-rising wizards along the forest path.
Lola also planned to return to her dormitory, tidy up, eat something, and then head to the classroom to study Ice Language.
Her listening and reading skills have now barely reached the level required for the course.
As for spoken language, it completely failed to meet the standard.
In another month or two, Lola will officially begin her witchcraft lessons; time is of the essence.
Although Lola still lacked the determination to become a great wizard, she felt that if she was going to do something, she couldn't do it half-heartedly.
Back in her room, Lola felt incredibly relaxed.
Only then did she realize that the tree smoke and hemp frost that Lolo had sprayed on her was remarkably effective.
She tried to move her left hand, and although it was still somewhat weak, the range of motion it could move had obviously increased.
Of course, Lola remembered Lolotti's advice: the tree smoke balm was only for pain relief, and she had to avoid causing further damage to the wound.
At that moment, Lola suddenly decided to go to Nailport.
Following Anne's advice, since Lola intends to continue her activities in Nailport, she must first ensure her own safety.
Therefore, it will be absolutely necessary to see the man who saved Lola last time.
However, the address provided by the man was Jingtu City.
The journey between Nailport and Nailroot Town alone takes several days, and Stemton City is even further away.
The number of days it will take will only increase.
Once Lola begins studying witchcraft, she will have very little free time and may even be unable to take time off.
Therefore, she had to complete this task while she was learning the language.
However, the pain from her wound prevented Lola from concentrating, and concentration has a significant impact on constructing the magic circle.
The warrior with the whip may still be lingering around the Finger Peninsula.
If Lola were to travel to Nail Harbor in this condition and unfortunately encounter the enemy, she would face certain death.
However, Lolotti's tree smoke and hemp frost helped Lola overcome this problem.
After having this idea, Lola immediately took action.
After settling things at school, Lola crossed the Mirror of Dawn and arrived at Nailport.
From afar, Laura saw that a group of slave traders were escorting several boatloads of slaves to the port that day.
But Lola held back and did not act rashly.
She had promised Anne that she had to consider her own safety first.
So right now, she must first find the man from Jingtu City and find out why the soldiers of that day set up such a trap for her.
Lola immediately rented a carriage and headed to the city of Gentoo.
Lola didn't arrive in the city until two and a half days later.
The towering stone walls carefully protected the entire city.
The crowds flowing in and out of the city gates were endless, and Lola joined them, undergoing a search before finally entering the city.
The city was bustling with activity, and all walks of life were full of vitality.
The blacksmith's shop was filled with the clanging and clattering sounds, colorful fabrics hung outside the dye shop, and the aroma wafting from the snack stalls made Lola's mouth water.
It's all Anne's fault; she turned Lola into a little glutton too.
Lola wandered the streets for a long time, finding everything fascinating.
Lola's expression finally turned serious when she saw someone openly selling slaves in the market.
She chose to ignore the slaves for the time being; she had more important tasks to perform now.
The man only told Lola to come to the city of Jingtu to find him, but he didn't say how to find him.
In such a large city, with people packed together, how can you possibly find that man?
At that moment, Lola remembered the reason she met the man—the fabricated murder case.
Since both she and the man were attracted by the square characters, could the man be attracted again?
Lola thought this was a good idea and decided to give it a try.
She found a dark corner next to the market.
And at the furthest point that can be controlled, use a mirror to cut marks on the ground, while avoiding injuring pedestrians as much as possible.
As the purple crystals drifted away, a "侠" (xia, meaning hero/knight) character pattern appeared on the market floor.
The surrounding crowd was startled by what they saw and quickly retreated.
After a while, they also curiously crowded around.
This peculiar phenomenon quickly spread.
Things are going as Laura expected; now she just needs to stay in the corner and keep an eye on the area.
Once Lola discovers the man from that night is near the pattern, she will follow him and take him to a secluded spot.
After waiting for more than an hour, Lola hadn't gained anything.
But she understood that the most important thing about this plan was to be patient, so she kept a close eye on it.
Suddenly, Lola sensed a presence behind her and instinctively turned around.
Two calloused fingers touched her forehead, and a soft announcement reached her ears:
"You are dead."
Lola hurriedly slapped away the two fingers and took several steps back before looking at the other person with a horrified expression. Only when she saw the man's medium-length hair and the horizontal scar on his breastplate did Lola realize that he was the man from that night.
The man chuckled mockingly: "The dead should lie still; coming back to life only causes trouble for the living."
Lola couldn't laugh at the man's jokes, and besides, she didn't like to laugh.
"How did you know I was hiding here? And how did you sneak up behind me?"
"Sneaking around?" The man couldn't help but laugh. "My grandma walks quieter in her slippers than this. You're just too oblivious, little girl!"
"You haven't finished answering my question!"
"I want you to think about this yourself; it will be good for you. But you're probably not in the mood right now."
The man raised an eyebrow with an innocent expression, and shrugged as he spoke.
"You created that square pattern to lure me there, and I'd be incredibly stupid to actually go directly to the scene. I was wondering what you would do? The answer is simple: find a hidden spot and monitor the area."
"I looked around for possible surveillance points and found you. Oh! Little girl, sometimes you should think more about how your target might be thinking, so you don't end up as lost as you are now."
It's "small" again! Lola was incredibly annoyed. Why does everyone like to describe me as "small"?
Lola asked, "Who are you?"
"When a lady asks someone's name, she should first introduce herself."
"I am not a lady."
"What a coincidence, I'm not a gentleman either."
After that, both of them chose to remain silent.
However, silence was precisely Lola's forte, and in the end, the man sighed and shook his head, saying:
"Alright, little girl, you win. Adults should let children have their way. My name is Draco Carson, and I am a knight."
"Lola Booker."
"So, little Lola, what do you want from me?"
Lola thought for a moment and asked:
Why did you save me that day?
"Does the knight need a reason to save the little girl from the butcher's axe? Isn't that what the bards sing about?"
Lola disliked this glib-tongued man, and she wasn't going to waste her breath arguing with him.
She intends to use facts directly to take the conversation a big step forward:
"You committed the copycat murder in Finger Root Town!"
Draco chuckled. "Hmph! Looks like you're smarter than I thought."
Anne is clever, Lola thought.
Why are you imitating me?
"Just bored!"
Draco frowned and spread his hands.
"You might not believe it, but it wasn't until I became a knight that I realized knights are the least knightly people in the world. And lately, apart from the Lyons Plateau, there's been no war anywhere, and I feel like my bones are rusting."
Suddenly I heard about the incident in Nam Harbor. Someone killed a tyrant and left his mark. After hearing this, I immediately felt excited and went to the scene of the crime to check it out.
"On the way back, I passed through Zhigen Town and overheard the locals saying that they had been suffering from a local bully who extorted money at exorbitant interest rates for a long time. I remembered your incident and immediately decided to imitate your methods to kill that man and rid the people of this scourge."
Lola nodded. "So that night, you went to the scene to see me?"
"That's right."
Draco crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the wall.
"But I immediately realized that it was also a copycat case, and the bloodstains in the room were not human blood. I guessed that this was bait specifically designed to lure the perpetrators of the previous two cases."
"Since the one who laid the bait didn't attack me, the target can only be you. I might as well stay and see how things develop."
"Turns out it was just a kid, oh well, what a disappointment."
Seeing the other person shaking their head and sighing, Lola finally couldn't help but argue:
"I'm not a kid! I'm a grown woman!"
These words surprised Draco slightly, but he immediately pursed his lips:
"Who knows how old you are? But the fact that you possess magical power and that warrior is wary of you is enough to show that you have some skill."
"But it's too difficult for a mage to defeat a warrior on his own, especially since your opponent isn't a pushover, but a real tiger. In the end, because of my not-quite-dead sense of justice and my irresistible urge to help, I decided to step in and assist you."
Hearing this, Lola felt a little proud.
Combined with Draco's words, this proves that Anne's previous analysis was basically correct!
So, all we need to do next is follow Annie's advice!
Laura asked, "Who is that soldier?"
That night was also the first time I met him—
Hearing Draco say this, Lola assumed he didn't know any more clues, and lowered her head slightly.
Just then, Draco suddenly asked another question:
"But just by looking at his outfit, I know who he is. I've heard of him. On the contrary, you, little Lola, haven't you ever heard of him?"
Lola shook her head.
Draco slapped his forehead: "What am I imitating? Since you've come all this way, I'll tell you. If I'm not mistaken, that person is Jarl the Brown-Braid, the vice-commander of the Unswearing Knights."
"Who is this person?"
"You've never even heard of the Unswearing Knights?" Draco asked with a puzzled look.
Lola shook her head again.
"Incredible—simply put, it's like a mercenary group, but every member is an elite among elites."
Why did he set a trap to lure me there?
"How should I know that I will not return until I have sworn an oath to the Knights and fulfilled my mission?"
Draco shrugged.
"But no one can confirm what their mission is now. However, when I went to Nailport, I heard that another case happened there at the same time. It seems that the slave king Valen has gone missing, which may be related to this matter."
Upon hearing this, Lola instantly understood what was going on.
If the brown-haired guy only tracked down the murder case after the incident with Warren, then his target could only be Lola. That's why the brown-haired guy only attacked Lola in Knuckle Village.
The reason Brown Braid didn't kill Lola immediately was because he was handling a "missing person case" with the goal of finding Valen.
Before confirming Valen's death, he wanted to grab Lola and get to the bottom of things.
After figuring it out, Lola looked up and realized that Draco had been staring at her the whole time.
Draco frowned. "Could it be that you really are involved in both of these cases?"
Lola didn't intend to tell him; instead, she planned to continue pushing forward with Anne's suggestion.
She asked, "Can you protect me?"
"Ha!" Draco sneered. "Protect you? On what grounds?"
Yeah, why should we?
Anne believed Draco was an admirer of Lola, but given the current situation, that didn't seem to be the case, so he had no motivation to help Lola.
However, Draco suddenly said:
"However, if you mention my name in Jingtu City, I might be able to give an acquaintance some special consideration, after all..."
We've already introduced ourselves.
Lola nodded.
Although something is better than nothing, after finishing the tasks Anne asked me to do today, she should have no reason to come to Jingtu City again.
Therefore, Draco's limited support within Spur City was barely better than nothing for Lola.
However, Draco added:
"However, that's on the condition that you answer my previous question."
"The help from the city of Stalk is of little use to me," Laura said. "I need to make sure I'm safe in Nailport."
“Then I have no choice,” Draco said. “I can’t stay in Nailport forever for your sake.”
Then there's nothing to discuss, Laura thought.
Draco stared at Lola for a few seconds: "How about this, I'll agree to be your bodyguard for a day."
"One day is too short."
"But you can specify which day," Draco said. "Perhaps that will play a significant role!"
Hearing this, Lola fell into deep thought.
If she intends to shake off Brown Braid's pursuit, it would undoubtedly be quite dangerous for her to do it alone.
But with this man's help, perhaps the threat can be eliminated.
Finally, Lola nodded:
"make a deal!"
Draco asked with a smile, "So, the disappearance of the slave king Valen is related to you?"
"Not a missing person case?"
"Um?"
"He's dead."
As soon as Lola finished speaking, a strange look appeared on Draco's face. His eyes suddenly narrowed into slits as he stared at Lola for a long time before asking:
Why did you kill him?
"Because he is the king of slaves."
"Just because of your nickname?"
Lola shook her head: "He's a villain. He caused countless people in the New World to lose their homes and lives."
He is the enemy of my hometown, and also mine.
Draco scoffed, "You mean those green-eyed people? Ha! Why bother with those evil children?"
"They are human too!" Lola suddenly roared. "They bleed red blood too, they were just born in different lands! Or can you prove they were born evil?"
Draco was stunned by Lola's question.
After a long period of confusion, Draco suddenly stood up straight and bowed respectfully to Lola:
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. Please allow me to take back what I said."
In that instant, Lola realized she didn't dislike the man in front of her so much anymore.
Lola nodded.
Draco then asked, "And why did you kill that bully in Nailport?"
Because of what Anne said, Laura thought, but I can't say that.
"Because of someone else's instructions."
"Huh?" Draco's eyes narrowed.
Huh? Lola was puzzled by Draco's reaction.
"You mean, someone instructed you to do this?" Draco asked.
Loraken.
"who is he?"
"I can't say," Laura shook her head.
"So, carving the mark on the wall was also his idea?"
“That’s ‘hero’,” Laura said.
"shrimp?"
"Hero!"
"The pronunciation doesn't matter, but what does this symbol mean?"
I don't really understand it either.
Lola shook her head, but quickly remembered what Anne had told her that day.
"But that person also told me at the time that he suggested I help the weak and punish the wicked, and uphold justice and protect the innocent."
Draco's expression turned serious, and he asked:
"So, you're doing what he says?"
Laura nodded.
Anne's advice, she always listens to.
Draco asked, "What kind of person is he?"
"Smart," Laura replied.
"clever?"
"Yes!" Lola replied proudly. "She didn't go to the scene, but just from my description, she knew that the case in Knuckle Village was fabricated and set up for me. She also knew that you, who saved me, were a copycat of the murder case in Knuckle Town."
After speaking, Draco reached down to his chin, stroked it, and murmured softly:
"So that's how it is. A strategist who plans and makes decisions from afar—"
Suddenly, Draco looked up sharply:
"Take me to meet him!"
"It's impossible."
"Don't worry, I mean no harm," Draco said anxiously.
“That person isn’t around here,” Laura said. “I—I contacted him in a special way.”
"Hmm—what a pity," Draco sighed, "How about this, could you ask him for me if I could also participate in Shrimp's plan?"
"He's a hero!"
"Yes, a chivalrous hero."
"Sure," Laura said.
"Huh? You haven't even asked yet."
“But that man sent me to see you and gave me instructions beforehand,” Laura said.
"Ahead of schedule?" Draco's eyes widened. "You mean, he anticipated I would say that?"
"I'm not sure about that, but judging from the current situation, it seems pretty much the same. Anyway—"
As Lola spoke, she took out "The Knot of the Mist," retrieved the note Annie had written to her last time, tore off a single word, and handed it to Draco.
"That person told me that if I wanted to continue, I shouldn't use the word 'xia' anymore, but this instead."
Draco took it: "What's this?"
"righteous!"
"I understand," Draco nodded seriously. "So, are there any principles involved?"
"It's up to you," Laura said, "but for me, it's about not killing for myself."
What does it mean to not act for oneself?
"It means I can only intervene when someone asks me to," Lola said. "That person told me that not everyone deserves to be saved."
Being willing to ask for help is the most basic requirement.
Draco grinned: "I can hear the wisdom in his voice! He must be a senior who has seen countless instances of the coldness and warmth of human relationships!"
I understand, I will remember it!
"Well, that's all."
After saying that, Lola turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," Draco suddenly called out.
"What's wrong?"
"I have a friend who's also a knight, and his strength is no less than mine," Draco said. "I bet..."
He must also be very interested in this plan.
"so what?"
Could you give me one more character?
Upon hearing this, Lola tore another piece of paper from the paper, handed it to Draco, and said briefly:
"Loyalty!"