Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 94 I am a modern person

"It was Jasmine who colluded with them to attack."

"Or Baron Robespierre contacted Jasmine to kill me?"

"No, it doesn't matter anymore."

The short gun has only one bullet, and if you want to shoot, you must reload it.

Baron Robespierre knew that the other party would not give him another chance to reload, so he wanted to escape quietly while Ivan was distracted.

Ivan took everything into his eyes and took two deep breaths.

He was in a strange state, he didn't feel distressed or uncomfortable, he just felt a bottomless ear pit appeared in the heart, constantly devouring everything around him.

"I'm so tired, I really want to take a rest."

The bullet fired by the soldier entered his back, but Ivan didn't care, he didn't even use the [Wizard's Hand], and didn't even make a defensive posture, so he quietly and slowly pushed her away with his only remaining hand. dead body on the ground.

"A dead body is trash."

Ivan said so, but couldn't stop looking at her
Jasmine's face has that kind of classic beauty, as delicate and lovely as Thumbelina.

When she gazes at others, you feel a kind of peace and serenity. When she smiles, her cherry-like mouth rises upwards, and her fair skin is very attractive.

If those large green onyx eyes were closed, it would probably make people think that she had fallen asleep.

[Reaction force muscles] are continuously resisting the impact force.

As the soldiers gradually narrowed the encirclement, a large number of bullet holes still appeared on Ivan's body.

If you continue, you may die.

At this moment, the red stone ring worn on his right hand suddenly shone brightly.

This brightness is different from the firelight on the battlefield, it is a kind of light full of vitality and shining, and it is attached to his only remaining hand.

Ivan himself didn't notice the change of the ring, and some lights flickered on the ground, then disappeared, and then appeared again.

"Be careful, it may be witchcraft."

The soldiers' movements began to pause, and they involuntarily slowed down.

The ring continued to flicker, and a strange light soon emerged, like the sparks from catkins lit, covering his whole body, and finally gathered on Jasmine's corpse.

A little bit of strange light emitted from the edge of the corpse, like a firefly.

They are so sweet and full of energy.

It may also be because of the vitality hidden behind these fireflies that Ivan's eyes gradually brightened, and he shouted in surprise: "Soul, soul, it's Jasmine's soul!"

The cry was full of joy and emotional ripples, and even suppressed the footsteps of nearby soldiers, leaving others at a loss.

Some frightened ladybugs by the fire changed course at his voice and landed on a budding bouquet of lilies.

The red stone ring held Jasmine's soul and transferred her into Ivan's body as energy.

He closed his eyes and felt as if he was hugging someone.

"It's so warm."

[Reaction Force Muscles] grew rapidly, and suddenly replaced the skin, turning all the damaged skin into red, reaching an astonishing 20.00% ratio. ,

At the same time, a strange furnace rushed into Ivan, making him feel again the positive emotions that normal people should have—confidence, happiness, passion, appreciation, concern, and love.
Baron Robespierre saw the scene of the muscles forcefully expelling the lead bullets.

He scratched his head with both hands, in disbelief: "He's a monster."

"Who can think of a way to kill him."

"Where is the gunner, go and blow up this monster."

In the next second, Ivan disappeared.

The gunner was calibrating the direction, but when he saw an extra person in front of him, he was shocked.

Ivan squatted at the tail of the cannon, most of his face had turned red, and he just stared at the gunner.

Seeing that the other party finally reacted, Ivan reached out, pulled the head out of his neck, and threw it into the sky.

Brush, brush, brush.

Soldiers had no time to react, and their guns had time to turn.

dead.

A lot of dead people.

The death of their companions one after another made this well-trained team completely lose its ability to organize, and the soldiers dropped their weapons and gunpowder one after another and ran towards a safe place around them.

"do not go."

Robespierre roared irrationally.

The rout was a foregone conclusion.

The red-skinned Ivan appeared in front of him and threw his head into the sky.

The war was over, and the crow finally dared to look at the humans on this land. Ivan was enveloped in intense sadness, making him feel more distressed every second than the last.

But Ivan just didn't want to let go of the corpse in his hands. He hugged Jasmine tightly with one hand, and then walked out of the ruins of the battlefield with one deep foot and one light foot, and walked in the direction of Beauxbaton Hospital.

"Persephone."

He was recklessly entering the garden, calling someone's name.

But no one answered for a long time.

It is impossible to save Jasmine, and Ivan knows this very well.

But he still didn't want to give up. After using up all the remaining [Flesh Essence Powder] in the laboratory, he decided to seek help from those laboratory assistants who had been with him all the time.

Perhaps this rational woman can think of other ways.

"Persephone."

"Persephone."

The shouts rose and fell one after another, even causing echoes in the hospital.

The bushes in the garden were empty, and the nightingales above probably flew to other places. The familiar surroundings made Ivan feel very strange, but he had no choice.

"Persephone."

"Persephone."

He continued to shout like this, but no one answered at all.

"What is it, Persephone is gone?"

"She's not leaving."

Ivan said to himself, he didn't believe that he was the only one left in this place.

So he ran crazily, yelling at every place he went, trying to attract some people's attention.

Until he broke into the nurses' dormitory, his violent appearance made the nurses tremble.

Some of them were half naked, even showing half of their breasts.

But Ivan completely ignored the erotic scene in front of him, and asked directly: "Where did Persephone go, why can't I find her?"

The little nurse was frightened by him, and no one answered until he said it a second time.

"She's dead."

"died."

Ivan sneered: "It seems that there is a lunatic here, but I don't care about you, where did Persephone go, did she go to the circus, or went to find Carmen."

"She's dead, and she's been dead for a long time."

"Dead, impossible, we stayed together before."

Tong Niya said coldly: "Maybe it's her ghost or not."

"On the [-]th of May, the last day of St. George's week, we took her out of the lab, she was covered in blood, and she couldn't stop, she died after a while, and we finally buried her in the kitchen In the back garden."

On May [-]th, it was a day when I was irritated by her words, and that strong and powerful language seemed to still echo in my ears.

"These three demons symbolize your personality flaws, and they are also the sequelae of your soul cutting. Whether misfortune comes first, followed by fate, or fate comes first, followed by misfortune, only you can give the answer gone."

Ivan's eyes were dull, and he looked at the upstairs balcony with a dazed expression.

Suddenly he rushed into the breeding room like a running cheetah. Tong Niya and the little nurse comforted each other on the spot, and the timid girl was already crying.

"Persephone."

"No, there is no trace of her at all."

Ivan searched for a long time, but found that there was no trace of this woman at all.

Breeding room, laboratory.

corridor.

Persephone seems to have been living in his own fantasy.

An unprecedented daze enveloped him. Ivan raised his head and closed his eyes slightly. On the other side of his position, Jasmine's pale body was placed on the test bench.

"came back."

"Everything comes back."

"The feeling of being abandoned by me."

Molly and Persephone.

From the Renaissance to the Great Machine Revolution, from fanaticism to rationality, from Eros to lovers.

The life of modern people is not simply piled up with technology. Without the exploration of philosophers and theorists, without the hard work of doers and crowds, and the competition and clinging among countries, modern people would not appear.

The warmth of humanism and the rationality of exploring the world-the qualities that modern people have always had.

Ivan had voluntarily given up on them after time travelling, but now he is back.

"came back."

"Everything comes back."

A tear slowly flowed from the corner of Ivan's eyes, and after the redstone ring absorbed the souls of the two young women, it turned into energy powder and merged into Ivan's body.

(End of this chapter)