I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 48: Calamity-Level Fallen

Dorothy had another impression of Wyatt: he was fickle.

He had just slapped Duke Raymond in the face with a serious face, but now he can mark the rest of the fallen with a smile on his face.

Dorothy knew that he was gentle with the fallen, but there was something else that puzzled her.

Wyatt seemed to have some interest in that woman named Hetty.

It started in the operating room, he would always stare at Hetty in a daze, not knowing why.

Does he like this size? No, Adela's figure is much better than hers.

Or maybe he likes this type? That's unlikely, as Adjutant Helen is similar to her.

I really don't understand. Wyatt is such a difficult man.

Wyatt was now organizing the little fallen ones with Hetty, making them line up in an orderly manner to be marked.

"Is this okay?"

"Yes, are you feeling unwell?"

"No... Mr. Hetty, who is he?"

"He is a doctor from Mayos City who can keep everyone away from pain. Taylor has been cured by him."

"Really?! Taylor recovered? Doctor you are amazing!"

Hetty's words quickly spread among the little fallen ones. It was obvious that Taylor was the boy lying in the operating room. His symptoms were no secret among the little fallen ones. Everyone knew that he was seriously ill.

In their minds, Taylor was already terminally ill and might not survive the winter.

Therefore, Wyatt, who cured Taylor, suddenly became more important in their hearts.

Wyatt enjoyed the praise, and his greedy look was no different from usual.

Seeing this, Dorothy smacked her lips unhappily and couldn't help complaining in her heart.

He really loves to lie. Almost all the younger brothers in the institute have been deceived by him, and no one of them dares to talk back to him in front of them.

No matter what, I must hold my line and never give in to this guy.

But to be honest, it's pretty endearing that this guy is willing to mark the Fallen in Winterhold.

Dorothy was initially surprised by the idea of ​​raising a fallen being, but she gradually came to accept it.

During the nativity, the little fallen ones who could not become embryos would be bound by pagan rituals and become consumables like slaves.

When their stronghold is threatened or a large-scale attack is needed, the pagans will use the Lesser Fallen as cannon fodder.

They will continue to squeeze every drop of blood and sweat from the little fallen ones, and even if the evil spirit is already active and is about to cause the host to degenerate, the pagans will not stop persecuting them.

It seems that for them, evil creatures are the most perfect soldiers.

Dorothy was once one of these cannon fodders. That time left a scar on her life and she never talked about it with outsiders.

Of course Dorothy thought Wyatt knew it. After all, this guy memorized the names and numbers of all the fallen people as soon as he took office. She had helped him so much, so he must know this thing that could be found out by checking the files.

It was annoying to be probed without permission, but Dorothy didn't feel that way about Wyatt.

In short, during this period of distraction, Wyatt and Hetty also marked all the little fallen ones.

Wyatt stood up and stretched his limbs, as if marking was very tiring for him.

"It's all over, I'm dying of exhaustion."

"That's all? You can't rest yet, Chief Wyatt." "What do you mean?"

"There are several soldiers on patrol duty outside who need your help."

"...Huh, this is really unexpected."

"Director Wyatt seems to have some misunderstandings about Duke Raymond. It's okay. I believe that things will get better after you talk to Duke Raymond."

"In that case, let's finish the job quickly. Those soldiers should be waiting at the door."

"Haha, you are really perceptive."

There were about ten soldiers waiting outside the door, and without exception they were all "evolved" Fallen.

There is no doubt that they, like those children, were captured by the Birth Society and cultivated as embryos.

It's just that they all looked to be over 20 years old, and the oldest one seemed to be almost 30.

This is quite rare. The failed embryos that are not taken away to the Fallen Asylum will generally be madly exploited when they are born, and eventually they will either become evil creatures or die in battle. Very few of them can survive to adulthood.

They are all people who have been wandering on the gates of hell for years.

Fortunately, their humanity was not worn away by suffering.

Every fallen person who is marked will express their sincere gratitude to Wyatt.

The soldiers had finished marking, and they stood side by side, thanked Wyatt with a military salute, and then left the dungeon in unison.

Hetty smiled with satisfaction, turned to look at Wyatt and asked him what he thought.

"Well, Director Wyatt, what do you think?"

“These soldiers are loyal.”

"Yes, they are all the most loyal soldiers of Winterhold." Hetty's tone quickly became cheerful. "Well, now that Captain Wyatt has finished marking them, let's go see Duke Raymond next."

Hedi stepped behind Wyatt, gently pushed his back and prepared to take him to see Duke Raymond, but found that Wyatt seemed to have grown in the same place.

Before Hetty could ask, Wyatt turned around and grabbed Hetty's wrist.

Dorothy and Adela, two young girls who were not very worldly-wise, had never seen such a scene before. Their faces turned red, and they were shy but could not help but peek.

Hetty found that she couldn't break free from Wyatt no matter what she did. When she was about to ask him what he wanted to do, she couldn't help laughing when she saw Wyatt's serious expression.

"Haha, what is Director Wyatt doing? Does he have any other plans? I personally like to proceed step by step. Why don't we have dinner alone tonight?"

"What are you thinking, Teacher Hetty?" Wyatt was serious for once. "I just want to say that my work is not finished yet. There is still a fallen person in Winterhold who has not been marked by me."

"…I don't understand what you are saying, Chief Wyatt."

"You also have the evil of evolution, but it's very special, very special... maybe you can be locked up in the deep zone."

Dorothy and Adela were so shocked by these words that they immediately broke free of their shy state. They took time to digest it, and when they were about to take action, Wyatt reached out to stop them.

All the fallen beings who are able to be imprisoned in the deep zone are human-shaped evil creatures and walking disasters.

White light flowed out from between Wyatt's fingers, and after a moment, Wyatt let go of Hetty's wrist.

After being freed, Hetty began to check her wrist. The gradually fading markings meant that Wyatt had marked her, which made Hetty smile.

"Captain Wyatt, you hurt me. Please be careful next time."

(End of this chapter)