"There is a solution..." Hitzfeld began.
"We can't dig out your eyes." Prins interrupted her, "There is no example to show that others can bear it. We can't experiment on the king. Sarah finally got a young queen."
"What if we change the way to get water?" Hitzfeld retorted, "It is known that Aisun Hitzfeld can purify river water, but there is only one way to purify river water, right?"
"Would it be difficult to figure out how this purification works?"
"Can divine blood be used? Can holy water be used? Can holy slate and golden flint be used? If we can develop them and create a purification device that does not contain life?"
"And how about making many at once?"
Once this kind of topic is started, it is impossible to stop it.
The three of them read the materials from noon to dusk, and began discussing and arguing from dusk, and the process continued until 10 o'clock in the evening.
During this time, Ashley brought Lily down to take a look a few times and found that they were arguing so fiercely that neither the people nor the dog dared to show their heads.
In the end, Ashley took matters into her own hands and went to the kitchen to bake meat and bread. Not only did she solve the problem of eating for herself and Lily, she also gave some to the other three people.
But the effect...
She delivered the food at 8 o'clock, and when she came down at 10:, she found that the three meals were still intact.
You'd better finish it in one breath.
The girl's shoulders slumped.
At first she was very angry because she could only come back once every seven or eight days, and the time she spent with Heath was very short, so this opportunity was very precious.
It was ruined just like that. We didn't even say a few words after I came back, and I have to leave again at dawn tomorrow.
But soon she began to get scared: What if these two people just stayed here and didn't leave?
What they were discussing seemed to be quite profound, but she couldn't understand it anyway.
Deep topics take a long time to reach conclusions.
Ashley had seen a math teacher at school arguing with others, and the behavior could last for half a month.
She just hoped that they could finish talking about things in these few days, so that she wouldn't still be a marginal figure when she came back next time.
Chapter 23: Boiling Blood Potion
At 12 o'clock midnight, the bells rang in the manor villa.
Ashley washed up and went to bed alone, curled up in the quilt and got into position, feeling that it was still more comfortable to live in the civilized world.
The last training cycle was an outdoor activity. A group of knight apprentices, including her, were thrown into the wilderness to survive alone. She slept under a tree for several days in a row and missed the softness of the mattress very much.
Heath was right, it is really difficult to go back after enjoying the happiness brought by good things.
Now that she understands more, Ashley also thinks before going to bed.
She felt that the civilized world had its advantages, but such advantages could also corrupt herself.
The feeling was not obvious at first. When she joined the training camp and showed her skills on the first day, she thought she would become a warrior of the hunting team again, but what was the reality? It was just that she had not shown them for too long and could not wait to be recognized by others.
When her ability to survive in the wild was demonstrated in front of her companions and instructors one by one and was truly recognized, the joy and meaning she felt quickly faded, making her a little unmotivated.
After all, raw meat is not as fragrant as cooked meat.
She also had diarrhea the night she ate raw meat again, but she didn't tell Heath about it.
There's a sense of absurdity, but more of fear.
Ashley didn't know... She only came back once every seven or eight days now. Heath's tenderness, rich meals and soft mattress were almost becoming her spiritual support. What would happen if the training cycle was extended?
The instructors made it clear that this was just a "small exercise". The real rigorous test was still to come. They would have to survive in the wild for a month at a time. Would they be able to hold on by then?
No, no, no, I know very well that there is nothing wrong with me. I have lived in more difficult environments for a longer time. I no longer need to prove anything to others.
she said to herself.
I simply feel that... this is not necessarily necessary for me.
Yes, since Ashley has experienced these exercises and has long proven that she can do them well, is there any point in continuing this exercise?
"But the instructor also said that this is the difference between the ascetic school and the experiential school..."
Unable to sleep, the girl in the bed tossed and turned, as if there were two little men fighting in her head.
A villain said: You should believe in yourself, you are the master of your body and mind, so make the decision according to what Heath said.
Another villain said: What the instructor said is right. A body that is accustomed to pleasure cannot be suddenly prepared when a crisis comes. Behind every success there is continuous sweat.
Ashley felt like her head was going to explode, and she regretted even more for starting to think about these issues.
Maybe she wasn't born to think.
Is it so troublesome to be a civilized person... It's better to be a native and live without worries.
Her thoughts were so focused that you can imagine how frightened she was when a hand suddenly placed on the quilt and touched her through the quilt.
The reaction was quick - Ashley threw back the quilt and threw it out into the air like a fishing net, covering the approaching figure.
Then she pounced over like an octopus, gathered her hands and feet together to hug the quilt, and locked the enemy's hands and feet tightly through the quilt, curbing all his movements.
“Wow… ugh!”
There was a vague noise coming from under the quilt, and Ashley snorted coldly. Did he feel wronged for attacking her?
Just as she was about to punch the other person twice through the quilt, Lily came out from somewhere, pulling her trouser leg and whimpering.
Ah this...
Ashley reacted relatively quickly. At least she was close to Lily and knew that the Sheridan would not plead for mercy to the enemy for no reason.
So it seemed that the person in the quilt could only be Hitzfeld. Only Heath knew that she lived here, and only Heath would not disturb Lily when he came in.
Ashley quickly carried the other person and the quilt to the bed. She moved in a panic, pulling one side of the quilt and shaking it hard like unrolling a scroll.
A figure flew out, rolled over the bed, and then fell to the ground on the other side with a plop.
"what……"
Lying there, holding his sore buttocks and waist, Hitzfeld didn't know how to describe his current mood.
"Heath, are you okay?" Ashley's voice came.
Before she could respond, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her up.
"Click!"
The man was pulled up, but the two men and the dog could hear clearly a crisp sound coming from the darkness.
"Ouch..." There was also someone's suppressed breathing, which made me feel extremely painful just by listening to it.
Lily slid out of the room with her ears drooping and her tail between her legs, instinctively feeling that staying there would lead to bad consequences.
"Heath!" A figure approached in the darkness.
"Don't..." Hitzfeld quickly stopped him.
"Don't get excited yet..."
"Don't get close to me for now, that will be the greatest help to me."
……
Ten minutes later, Hitzfeld reconnected the joints with the help of Walnut and sent Pinocchio back to rest.
"Why would Heath want to attack me?"
Ashley stood aside, her posture stiff, looking more like a puppet than a walnut.
What do you mean by sneak attack you? What kind of weird things are you talking about?
Hitzfeld was so angry that he let out a light laugh.
She pointed at the girl with her right hand, which didn't hurt, and after pointing for a long time she realized that there was actually nothing to say.
What can be said?
Accuse her of being too vigilant?
Considering the special and dangerous nature of the job Ashley is about to engage in, the more vigilant she is, the better.
She was also afraid that the girl was too reckless and might fall into trouble at any time.
So you have to bear the loss yourself.
how to say.
I seem to be getting used to it...
"I've almost finished talking to them, and then I remembered that I haven't said a few words to you, so I came to see if you've fallen asleep."
After holding it in for a long time, Hitzfeld explained.
She could guess that Ashley was unhappy, so if the girl was not asleep, she could give her a surprise.
"follow me."
She bent down to pick up the slippers that had been thrown aside, sat on the edge of the bed and put them on again.
"Finish it soon, you have to get up early tomorrow."
Ashley was confused and followed Hitzfeld to an empty room. She found that all the furniture had been cleared out and replaced by a long table in the middle of the room, which was full of bottles and jars.
what is this?
The girl was curious and wanted to reach out.
"Don't touch it," Hitzfeld warned her.
"Many things are highly toxic. Be careful of skin ulcers."
Ashley immediately calmed down.
She stood there motionless, watching Hitzfeld walk to a row of instruments, take out a glass test tube from an ice box, and then take out a clean syringe from the cabinet and extract the liquid medicine from the test tube.
It was a colorless, transparent liquid that flickered slightly under the light. She watched Hitzfeld approach with a syringe in his hand.
What is this going to do?
Ashley still didn't quite understand.
She had never been to a clinic, but she had seen doctors giving injections to patients through the glass window. The needle in Heath's hand seemed thinner than those outside... Did she make it herself?
Thinking about how the patient would react to this thing, the girl turned around and began to take off her pants.
"I'm just showing you...what are you doing?"
Hitzfeld was horrified and quickly grabbed her and asked her to put her clothes back on.
"Don't you need an injection?" Ashley didn't understand.
"But not now!" Hitzfeld felt that she was even more difficult to deal with than walnuts.
She began to patiently analyze to the girl what this meant.
"This thing you see is the blood boiling potion that I purified."
"The main ingredient is blood-red snake orchid... Don't worry about it. Anyway, this potion can heat up your body temperature, promote your blood circulation, and speed up your body's metabolism. In this process, the accumulated toxins are more likely to be excreted from your body."
"I won't give you the injection now because this thing is just a preliminary result and has not been tested on animals yet."
"But I can see that you're not in the right mood, so I thought I should at least let you know that I don't completely ignore you - huh?"
Before he could finish the last sentence, Hitzfeld felt himself being locked up again.
Ashley was really strong, and in her excitement she forgot to restrain her strength. Hitzfeld rolled his eyes and threatened to stab her with a needle, forcing her to let go.
But Ashley was still very touched.
"You're so good to me, Heath..."
She even squatted on the ground and cried.
"I never thought about it... It turns out you have been busy with this... It's for me..."
She is just a child after all.
Hitzfeld watched the scene silently, put down the syringe, went over and gently hugged the girl.
"After all, I promised her, didn't I?"
