After Broken Sword helped her put on protective socks, he carried her to the wheelchair, and then simply washed her face and rinsed her mouth, had breakfast … Ai Mi, who was in the next bedroom, also woke up. When everything was ready, the two pushed the wheelchair and walked to the hospital.
It could be seen that Hero was much more nervous than usual. She hardly spoke along the way. Fortunately, Amy played the role of livening up the atmosphere, so that the tension would not spread to Broken Sword.
As for Amy herself... perhaps optimism was her nature. She could smile at any time, even on the way to the Kingdom of Dawn — this made Broken Sword very envious.
It was almost nine o'clock in the morning when they arrived at the medical center. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, the three saw Lady Vendy waiting at the door.
No, not only Vendy, but also Scroll, Anna, Leaf, Mystery Moon, Lily... Almost all the members of the Witch Union gathered here, waiting for their arrival.
Although she was not the one being treated, Broken Sword still felt a sudden surge of warmth from the bottom of her heart. She even felt that her eyes were a little sore.
There was a slight tremor in the palm holding the wheelchair. She knew that it was the ups and downs of Hero's mood.
"His Majesty and Marquess Spear are already waiting for you in the medical room." Vendy came forward with a smile and touched Hero's head. "Don't worry, you will soon regain your freedom."
"His Majesty?" Broken Sword was surprised. "Is His Majesty here too?"
"Who else could it be?" Mystery Moon cried. "His Majesty himself can make Lily put down the microscope and those weird insects and follow them here."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lily yelled and covered her mouth.
This made the three could not help but chuckle, and their nervous mood could not help but ease a little.
Vendy shook her head helplessly. "Let's go. Don't let His Majesty wait too long."
Broken Sword pushed the wheelchair into the medical room. After saluting the king and the Marquess, she carefully carried Hero to the bed.
Just as the latter was about to take the herbs, Annie finally rushed over.
She gently held Hero's hand, just like in the past. "Until you wake up, I will stay here."
This sentence seemed to have incredible magic. Broken Sword saw that the girl on the sickbed finally settled down.
During the long escape, it was Annie who helped the three girls, who had no experience in surviving in the wild, to reach the Kingdom of Dawn unscathed. During this process, they all treated Annie as their pillar of support. They believed that as long as she was there, any problem would be easily solved.
Not long after swallowing the pill, Hero fell into a deep sleep.
"Let's begin," Vendy said to Broken Sword.
She nodded and closed her eyes. In an instant, her five senses disappeared, as if she had been thrown into a void. But this feeling only lasted for a few seconds, and soon she was able to "see" her surroundings again – through Miss Nana's eyes.
The experience after using her ability was quite marvelous. She could even see herself as a short and thin 'dagger' with a green magic power that was full of vitality flowing between the blades.
The willow-leaf-shaped dagger was His Majesty's suggestion. He said that it was too weird and inconvenient to wield a long sword in front of the sickbed, so it was better to transform it into a short dagger. He also gave this kind of weapon a strange name, scalpel.
Suddenly, a more surging magic power rushed into her body, and the feeling of fullness made her moan uncontrollably. Of course, only the little girl holding her could hear this slight moan.
"Still uncomfortable?" Nana held the scalpel in front of her eyes.
"It's much better than the previous times." Broken Sword took a deep breath, although it was just a subconscious action. After all, the weapon could not breathe. "It's okay. I can bear it. You can use it as you like. "
This powerful magic power came from Leaf. When Spear Passi connected the two of them, this magic power also impacted Broken Sword. Fortunately, Miss Leaf's ability itself had the characteristics of vitality and nourishment, so it was not too uncomfortable after adapting, unlike Anna's Blackfire, which was hard, sharp, and cold, as if her whole body was filled with steel needles. Coupled with the vast capacity of magic power, it was almost unbearable for her.
Therefore, when working together with the witches, Miss Anna was the one he worked with the least.
After becoming a blade, she could have a certain conscious connection with the user. She also faintly realized that a witch's magic power was not unrelated to her own character. Most witches' temperament could always be felt from the fluctuations of magic power. Therefore, it was very difficult for her to understand why Miss Anna, who seemed approachable, quiet, but extremely intelligent, could give her such a feeling in terms of magic power.
Anna took off the hero's socks, and a dark thread suddenly appeared on her fingertips, like a rope, and tied Broken Sword's legs.
Broken Sword could not help but shiver.
She had seen it with her own eyes. When necessary, this black flame could instantly melt metal and burn everything. But now, it was just like the feeling that the magic power of the other party gave her when they were working together. It was just an incomparably hard and cold thread.
The black thread quickly disappeared, and Broken Sword knew that it had shrunk into an imperceptible black spot. In the process of shrinking, the skin, blood vessels, and bones were neatly divided into two — because the cutting surface was too smooth, it took a while for the wound to gradually show a circle of blood.
The cut off limb was less than a finger thick. Nana used a dagger to pick up the peeled skin and drove her magic to wrap the wound.
Broken Sword had seen the following treatment many times.
The bloody wound began to grow forward, and pink and tender new skin grew under the old skin. The magic power in their bodies was also rapidly draining. If there was no Leaf to continuously replenish them, it would not take long for them to exhaust all their magic power.
About half an hour later, a complete pair of feet finally appeared in front of everyone.
Nana's spirit had also reached the limit. She almost threw away the scalpel and let go of Broken Sword. She held the edge of the bed and gasped, her forehead covered with tiny beads of sweat.
Broken Sword was not much better. For her, the whole process was like constantly inflating her internal organs. Even after restoring her original appearance, her whole body was still sore.
The little girl was carried to the next room by Vendy for a rest, but she insisted on staying.
She wanted to be the first to see Hero wake up with Annie and Amy.
…
After the sleeping fern's effect faded, Hero slowly opened her eyes.
"How is it?" Vendy held her up, sat her against the bed, and asked softly, "Can you feel its existence?"
First, she shook her head, as if she wanted to shake off the lingering drowsiness from her mind. Then, she widened her eyes and stared at her feet. There was nothing there except for the heart-wrenching scars.
Everyone held their breath and cast their eyes on the back of her feet. The medical room was silent for a while.
Suddenly, her slender toes trembled slightly.
Broken Sword's heart also trembled. She even thought it was her illusion. She blinked and looked again —
The toes trembled twice, and then like rusty scissors that had not moved for a long time, they bent jerkily and slowly.
Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally fell to the ground. Just as she was about to cheer, she saw two sparkling tears in the corner of Hero's eyes. She could not help but be stunned. Even in the most difficult period, she had never seen Hero cry.
"Thank …" Hero choked as soon as she opened her mouth. For a long time, she could not finish the sentence, but everyone present understood what she meant. "Thank … thank …"
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