Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 190 The Girl with Sandalwood-Scented Hair

Lu Mingfei waited for a long time, but did not receive a reply from the girl.

There is no doubt that the golden needle has the ability to suppress putrefaction; is it just not working yet?
Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, but finally called out:
"Millison?"

There was no answer, not even the painful groans had ceased.

Lu Mingfei called her name twice more, but did not hear the girl's voice.

"Okay. I didn't mean to look at your body."

Lu Mingfei muttered:

"I'm afraid you'll just suddenly die behind me without a sound."

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei turned around, his gaze falling on the somewhat wrinkled old cloth mat.

The girl was indeed unable to respond to his calls, because she had already fallen into a coma.

Whether it was the torment of the putrefactive disease or the excruciating pain of inserting the golden needles, the girl had completely lost consciousness. She lay on the ground, breathing weakly, her red hair disheveled, with a few strands of hair damp with sweat and clinging to her forehead.

Her nostrils flared, and her delicate face seemed to relax slightly, indicating that the golden needles had indeed been inserted into her body and successfully suppressed the putrefaction disease.

He looked at the red-haired girl sleeping soundly and sighed inwardly.

Judging from her appearance, she should be about my age, right? And yet she's already enduring such pain, day after day, year after year.
O'Neill looked at Lu Mingfei, who stood there silently, somewhat dazed, and hesitated, seemingly pondering something. But in the end, he made a decision and spoke:

"Boy!"

Lu Mingfei snapped out of his daze, withdrew his gaze, and turned slightly to face the veteran:

"What's wrong, General O'Neill?"

The veteran paused for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice:

"I always felt that this girl's true nature was familiar."

Lu Mingfei looked puzzled.

“Her appearance, the putrefaction, her one arm, and the scent of her origin,” O’Neill said in a low voice, “all of these remind me of someone, no, a demigod.”

Lu Mingfei's expression shifted slightly as he recalled O'Neal's past experiences and the unique traits of the demigods:

"You mean"

“‘Michaela’s Blade’, the one known to the world as the Valkyrie, the goddess Malenia.”

Veteran Shaquille O'Neal, with a solemn expression, slowly uttered the name.

His feelings about this name were undoubtedly complex.

She was one of the two lords he had served, the leader of his legion, and he had followed her in countless battles. But in the end, in that earth-shattering war, she destroyed everything he had.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand the veteran's meaning and was completely baffled:

"But she doesn't have the aura of a Great Rune. She can't possibly be Marlenia, right?"

The veteran shook his head:
"Of course I'm not saying she's Malenia herself. Kid, you still don't understand the nature of gods, demigods, and beings from the borderlands. When they possess the blood of a goddess and the blessing of the Great Rune, they become completely different beings."

They themselves are the manifestation of the law; flesh and blood are merely their vessels in the human world. Their true core lies in their divinity and runes.

Lu Mingfei nodded, seemingly understanding.

Now, he has begun to have some basic understanding of the nature of "power," and he can understand to some extent what O'Neill is saying.

"That weirdo named Gerwei said..."

Lu Mingfei hesitated:
"She and her sisters were all found in the Ionian swamp."

Upon hearing this, O'Neal's brows furrowed instantly, his expression deepening into a deep frown. "Could it be flower petals? Seeds?"

?

"What do you mean?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

O'Neal shook his head:
"No, it's just my guess. Let's wait until the girl wakes up before we talk about it."

His complex gaze fell on Millison's sleeping face, and his voice was low:
"If I'm not mistaken, then this girl is also a pitiful person."

"Well"

Just then, the unconscious girl suddenly let out a soft moan.

Her breathing began to steady, and color seemed to gradually return to her face; her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She's about to wake up.

Lu Mingfei and O'Neill remained silent, waiting for the girl to wake up.

Soon, the girl finally opened her eyes.

Her eyes were bright and clear, her bewildered gaze falling on the two people in front of her, as if she were gradually recalling what had just happened.

Millison looked ashamed.

"I'm sorry. I lost consciousness, just as you said. After the needle was inserted, the crimson putrefaction stopped moving. Thank you."

“No need to thank me,” the old general suddenly said. “If you want to thank someone, thank this kid. He’s the one who found the golden needles, and he’s the one who wanted to save you.”

Millison turned her head slightly, her gaze softening as she looked at the handsome, dark-haired young knight before her:
"Thank you. I don't have nightmares anymore. Thank you so much."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly:

"It's nothing, just a small favor."

Millicent stood up, tried to move her body a little, and found that she was fine and could move freely like a normal person. A look of surprise appeared on her face.

"I can't believe it. I can move around freely again. Thank you so much!"

Lu Mingfei could tell that the girl's joy was genuine and her gratitude was heartfelt.

She moved her body freely, as if she had never experienced anything like it before, being able to walk, wave her arms, and jump with ease.
She was like a paralyzed patient who had been lying in a hospital bed for many years, who suddenly gained a healthy body and wanted to try everything.

Despite her joy, the girl seemed to be a calm person and quickly recovered.

She looked at Lu Mingfei, as if she had remembered something, and suddenly reached into her pocket to look for something. A moment later, she pulled out a small, yellow object that looked like a badge.

talisman.

The girl gently handed it to the boy and said softly:
"I really don't know how to thank you. You saved me, and perhaps any amount of repayment would be enough, but this is all I have. It's just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out his hand and let the girl gently place the talisman in his palm. The touch was warm, the temperature of the girl's body.

The amulet was entirely golden, unlike any Lu Mingfei had seen before. It was engraved with exquisite images, depicting two figures: an aged man and a long-haired woman, whose right hand appeared to be a prosthetic. Both held longswords and seemed to be exchanging sword techniques.

A familiar line of words appeared in my mind.

"Craft amulets based on heroic legends. They enhance dexterity. A girl born with a chronic illness encounters her teacher and his flowing sword."

It is said that she thus gained invincible wings.

(End of this chapter)