The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

The doctor looked her in the eyes and said softly, "For example, the coat of arms."

"..." Oh, she remembered.

A month ago, Earl Tarde and his guards were trapped by a strange cone. After a week of rescue without success, as the cone collapsed, the earl who had starved to death and became Bodyguards.

What disappeared was the silver coat of arms of the Earl.

This matter spread only by word of mouth, and did not expand.After all, Kazdel is not stable now, and the death of an ordinary baron at this time will be regarded as someone's declaration of war.

"...!" Don't come here!

The situation seemed to get out of control in an instant, and the doctor took the reasonable side instead.

And I guess I can't beat it.

Warfarin began to think absurdly whether the doctor in front of him and Kelsey, who was also a doctor, could have a [-]/[-] split.

"Doctor, you can't just say nothing." Warfarin said with a dry smile.

The doctor didn't speak, and the black thorns behind him began to grow, and black and ominous black cones rose silently.The two children under age did not see this scene, only Warfarin gradually widened his eyes.

There was a knock on the door, and a man with big horns pushed the door open and entered.

"..." Grass, I know what those two have been through.

Damn, this scene is... spectacular.

As if, I will die at any moment...

He felt that his feet were a little soft, and he regretted what he did for coming back so soon, there was no need to rush to be courteous.

The doctor didn't mind letting Liz and W hear this kind of topic.

Well, Liz really cares a little bit.But w has been a person who has been up and down for so long. People in this environment have heard no matter how disgusting or bloody the topic is.

Seeing that Xiao W did not change his face, Liz showed reverence.

Maybe he thought of it, if he was so strong, he wouldn't have to be manipulated by others.

Liz was thinking, if she was stronger than the doctor, could she be like him and let him live together forever under her feeding and care.

There is no such annoying guy who wants to compete with him for the doctor. The doctor will always be in her arms and watch her forever. From the pupils of the eyes to the whole body, there are traces of her, and everything belongs to her.

What a wonderful thing that was, just thinking about it felt like my heart was being filled and happiness was about to overflow.

... Must, become as strong as the doctor, must become, stronger than him!

Not to mention what other people were thinking, the doctor lifted the black thorn when the two children just wanted to look back.

The black thorn thing has a relatively strong mental oppression, and he is quite clear about it.

He has no intention of being an uncle who threatens the little girl.

"...Do you want some water?"

Seeing the Sarkaz man, who was very relaxed, gradually become respectful, the doctor remained silent.

Warfarin yelled for him to fetch his things and get back to work.

The man ran away as if he had escaped.

"Okay, doctor. I think I have understood your value." Warfarin felt that he had tested enough, at least he was a strong fighter in neutral.

"...Well, let me say a little more." The doctor said self-sufficiently, "I usually don't kill others."

Unless he deserves to die.

"And only those who are necessary will do it." Whoever stops him from treating patients is courting death.

"At other times, they are very disciplined, so you can rest assured."

"I know." The smile on Warfarin's face remained unchanged, and he complained in his heart.

I wouldn't be here whole if I didn't follow the rules.

"Then is there anything else?"

"No, if the doctor has something to do, go back first."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Ah."

On the way back, the doctor thought about the consequences of exposing his strength.

The most obvious thing is that the danger has increased, and Teresia probably won't be able to see her again.

But it's good to be able to solve the w thing.After all, doctors themselves don't want to deal with these twists and turns.

If possible, it would be best to press them all the way with majestic power.

He also knew that with his own guarantee now, as long as he didn't die, w wouldn't live too badly in the Tower of Babel.

Thinking like this, he wouldn't know Liz's determination, and w lowered his head with slightly red eyes.

Diary No.19 page No matter who you are, you can have the warm winter sun

Two hours later, the doctor came out of the barber shop with two refreshed little girls.

The master's workmanship is very good, and the child is very satisfied.

The doctor also simply cut off the hair, but he did it himself.

Asked for a comb and scissors, he hid in a single room and took off his disguise.

In fact, his hair had grown to the level of the shawl, and the outer wig covered it.

After combing his hair twice in front of the mirror, he cut off the end, looked at the neat cut, then cut the wig short, and finally washed and dried it.

Play a full set.Only the professional who saw that it was a wig looked at him with subtle pity.

This must be a bald head, really stubborn...

The doctor didn't know that he had been added to the scene again, so he went back to rest with a happy Liz in his arms.

When I got to the room, I finished up the last things that hadn't been dealt with. While W went downstairs to take out the trash, the doctor took out an Origin Stone.

The room has been checked and has no monitors or listeners, so it is considered a relatively safe and private space.

The doctor is going to put some safety measures on this private space, so that Liz can rest here at least when there is an emergency.

Well, it doesn't seem too late yet.

Now there is hot water in the bathroom, so you can take a good bath.

Tonight, by the way, I will diagnose the places that I didn't check before, and after Liz takes a shower, I should be able to trouble W to help.

Well... not because someone said he was a pervert.As a doctor, although he was genderless before the illness, he still needs to try his best to avoid suspicion in his normal life.

The little girl has to marry in the future.

Burn the spell unit into the source stone, a simple conditional triggering imprisonment spell is done.

He casually put it in the shoe rack at the gate, and watched W, who came back from taking out the garbage, enter the door without incident, so there should be no problem, at least no accidental injury.

"Doctor..." After washing his hands, W sat on the sofa and hesitated to speak. The doctor was picking up a few dried clothes from the clothes rail outside to give Liz a bath.

"what happened?"

You...why are you being so nice to me.

"Why did you take me in?" Her voice was soft, like colored bubbles that were about to burst.

I know.Actually I'm worthless...

In the land of Sarkaz, human life is of the least value.

A weak and lonely child like her is the most basic consumable.

Whether you catch it and use it to explore the grass, or to detect the enemy's configuration and location, it's all used by unscrupulous guys.

Nothing is impossible, if there is no value, it can only be created with value.

What w has always been proud of is that he has been able to live safe and sound until now.

She wouldn't believe anyone's word because someone was never seen again so easily.

I don't believe that there is such a thing as pie in the sky, and the free things are the most expensive.

This world is so dark, this is the reality.

He cares so much about me, is he a pervert who likes children?

While showering, she looked at the bright mirror in the bathroom.

Does anyone like this dry and boring body?She was thinking to herself.

Skinny might describe her body, unlike Liz, who had at least two irregular meals a day in the dungeon.Living in troubled times, she is just a piece of discarded bread and she has to work hard enough.

A child that no one wants is worthless, she knows very well.

And she doesn't have a cute face.

Then what else can I attract.

After thinking about it for a long time, she could only think that the doctor might be a weirdo who likes to help others to satisfy his vanity.

Why must the purpose be to satisfy vanity?

Whoever does things does not have a purpose.Who would do anything that makes no sense.

It's all like this.

Men don't just have these two hobbies.

Force the good to become prostitutes, and persuade the prostitutes to follow the good.Awkward and mean.

Isn't he the same, with a wicked taste, stretching out his hands to the loser, and showing no pretense to the superior.

is it?

W himself didn't realize that there was such an indescribable expectation and tension in his heart.

"There is no reason to be nice to people." The doctor seemed to have never thought that w would suddenly ask such a question, and seemed a little slow.

"If I really want to say it, I should like you." The doctor thought about the future W who would be active on the stage of infected people, and finally joined the story of Rhodes Island.

People will always like a tragic character more, and it is the same when he is not here yet.

People who are burdened with the past finally reunited with the past, and once again sent their own strength to the light they yearn for in their hearts.

The doctor felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. He didn't know why, but his body was always one step ahead of him.

W was embraced lightly by him, with an unknown sadness in the air.

"It must have been through a lot, it must be very tired, it has been so long." The doctor lowered his head, rubbing the horns of the little girl in his arms who seemed to have not reacted yet.With a deep voice that he didn't understand why, he said slowly,

"I know, after such a long time, it's painful to persevere alone all the time..."

From the Tower of Babel, to the wandering mercenaries, they apparently worked for Teresis, joined the integration movement, and finally returned to the remnant wings of Her Royal Highness.

w, you must,

"Must be a strong kid..."

"You don't have to be so shy, you don't have to be so strong."

The doctor patted her on the back gently, and slowly closed her eyes.

"I'm here, it's okay to tell me."

This land should not be full of so many tragedies.

...too foul.

It's too foul to tear open other people's wounds and then say that I can heal them.

W resisted the temperature that seemed to be very reassuring, and told himself not to cry, that he was a noble Sarkaz, a brave man who could survive even if he was alone.

Such a person does not need tears.

He sucked in a crying nasal sound, and unreasonably buried his head in his arms.

Sobbing softly, it is distressing.