Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 491 Come on, whip me!

At night, in the wilderness.

An altar made of tree branches stood majestically. The caravan members carried the body of the last companion on it and sprinkled it with kerosene.

"Come on." The old wizard Gandalf handed the torch in his hand to Belludante.

Due to the absence of the temple priest, Beludanti, who had taken over his identity, had to be responsible for the lighting ceremony of the funeral.

Beludanti did not refuse, and took the torch graciously, facing the altar and chanting an ancient eulogy.

After the procedure was completed, she raised her hand and threw the torch into the altar.

The dead branches covered with kerosene were instantly ignited, and the raging fire engulfed the bodies placed inside them in an instant.

"We come from a land of ice and snow

From the place where the night sun and hot springs erupt

The Hammer of the Gods will propel our ships to new lands

Singing and crying Wahala for the battle for tribes

Hall of Valor, the place of the gods

I am coming! "

Rough and low songs echoed in the wilderness, as the caravan members said their final goodbyes to their fallen companions and conveyed their best wishes.

And when the memorial ceremony officially ended, a celebration of the survivors also followed.

After all, good wine and good food are often a good way to soothe pain.

Watching the caravan members in front of the fire quickly get rid of the pain, gather together to chat, drink wine and eat meat, Lorne couldn't help but sigh at the tenacity of the human species in the face of suffering.

"Would you like some too? The Chamber of Commerce's specialty cider is very popular." Gandalf smiled and threw a sheepskin wine flask over, extending a warm invitation to Lorne.

"So famous? Then I want to give it a try." Lorne nodded happily and raised his hand to catch the wine bottle.

Pulling out the cork, the fresh and crisp green apple flavor spreads out, mixed with rich floral and honey aromas, making people feel as if they are in a lush orchard, feeling relaxed and happy.

Take a quick sip and you'll find it smooth in the mouth, with a quiet flavor, slightly sweet and slightly acidic, without any astringency, and you can still feel the aroma of plants in the aftertaste. At the same time, the alcohol content is not high, estimated to be around 5 degrees, which is very suitable for women to drink and mix drinks.

"Not bad."

As the **** of wine, Lorne gave it a "good" rating.

"Of course! The recipe for this cider was personally experimented by the president, how could it be any worse?" Gandalf replied with a smile.

When Luo En heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

That girl Holo really has a special liking for apples, and she can even make a new apple-flavored wine.

While Lorne and Gandalf were sitting in front of the fire chatting, there was a commotion on the left.

Galadriel and Ciri were working together to throw Rose to the ground, and each held down one of her hands to prevent her from moving.

The spider goddess was now blushing, smelling of alcohol, and her elf-style top was slightly torn apart.

Apparently, after a few glasses of cider, Rose was back to her old ways.

Fortunately, Galadriel and Ciri were watching her, otherwise, she might have run naked in public.

However, after all, the two of them have limited power and cannot suppress Rose, who is a god, for a long time.

Seeing that Galadriel and Ciri were about to be thrown away, Lorne stepped forward and swung his knife cleanly, knocking out the drunken Rose.

Without him saying anything, Galadriel and Ciri quickly picked up Rose and returned to the tent.

After the three of them worked together to place it, they were about to leave. The head of the Chamber of Commerce named "Belle" walked in:

"What's wrong with your friend? Is he feeling unwell?"

I don’t know whether it’s because she was tortured by Rose during this period, or because Miss Belle is so approachable. The outspoken Ciri hummed softly:

"She is in very good health and is more energetic than me and Galadriel, but she is mentally ill!"

"Mental?"

Belludante thought for a while and sincerely suggested,

"I have learned some knowledge about herbal medicine and Said witchcraft. Why don't you let me take a look? Maybe it can help."

"Okay, okay!"

Shirley nodded eagerly, pulled Belludante to Rose's bed, and urged excitedly,

"Treat her brain quickly! You don't know, she is driving us crazy!"

How can it be that easy?

Lorne didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shaking his head secretly.

Along the way, he treated Rose frequently, but to no avail.

Although medical skills are not his specialty, with his rich experience and strong strength, his level is much higher than that of ordinary priests and doctors.

How could a random doctor he met on the road be able to treat Rose?

What's more, the disease in Rose's brain is still the most difficult...

"Her soul seems to have been divided?" Belludante murmured as she finished the treatment in front of the bed.

Lorne was slightly startled and looked at Miss Belle from the human caravan with some surprise.

There is something about this woman.

At this time, Galadriel couldn't help but stepped forward and asked:

"Is there a cure?"

"I don't know, but I can try."

Belludante's answer was quite candid.

After receiving the answer, Galadriel and Ciri couldn't help turning their heads to look at Lorne, waiting for the team leader to make up his mind.

Lorne didn't hesitate and nodded directly in agreement: "Then I'll trouble Miss Belle."

Anyway, Rose already has this kind of virtue, how bad could the treatment results be, no matter how bad they are?

Moreover, he was also curious about whether this Miss Belle had any real material.

"I'll do my best!" Belludante accepted the commission and immediately sat upright.

But the three of them waited for a while, but still didn't see the female doctor taking action.

Finally, Belludanti couldn't resist, and said with a slight embarrassment:

"Uh, can you guys go out first? I'm not used to people watching me when I'm practicing medicine."

The three of them seemed to be waking up from a dream, so they had no choice but to look away and exit the tent.

Seeing that she was the only one around, Belludante breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she had learned some herbal medicine and Said witchcraft, those things were completely useless for the patient in front of her.

In order to avoid exposing the secret, the three people could only be sent away first.

Belludante took a deep breath, and a blue diamond-shaped gem mark appeared on her forehead. Her blazing eyes once again swept across Rose's head, and she couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise in her eyes.

For unknown reasons, Rose's soul was split in two by a power of destiny, forming two parts, good and evil.

When enough kindness is felt from the world, the good side is revealed;

When the world gives her too much pain and malice, the evil side will emerge.

They each interpret different lives, have different emotions and thoughts, and gradually grow into twin flowers with parallel stems.

Like mother and daughter, like sisters.

But as time went by, the power of destiny in her soul began to dry up, and the two personalities that were supposed to be interdependent began to repel each other and compete for this shared body.

While west winds can overwhelm east winds, east winds can also overwhelm west winds.

Confrontations with each other will naturally lead to the destruction of souls and personalities.

In the latest personality rotation, her memory and emotions suffered serious disorders.

To solve this problem, it is necessary to [adjust] her two personalities and re-draw a boundary for them in the ocean of consciousness.

This method is difficult to say and easy to say.

Because not everyone can [adjust] their destiny.

Fortunately, you met me.

Belludante let out a professional sigh, and moved her hands above Rose, as if playing an invisible harp.

Golden light-like factors emerged in the air and quietly integrated into Rose's mind.

Meanwhile, in the open space.

Lorne looked at the tent behind him and gradually frowned.

Although this thing is right in front of you, it seems to be surrounded by an unknown fog, making it strangely disconnected from the surrounding world and forming an independent area.

This is not like the strength that a chamber of commerce receptionist should have. What is the background of this Miss Belle?

Herbalism... Said witchcraft... could it be some **** from the lower realm of Vanaheim?

Lorne thought for a moment and finally gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way in.

The other party has no ill intentions, and there is no need to break up over a little suspicion.

Since he chose to let her diagnose and treat Rose, it would be better to let her do it openly, maybe a miracle will happen. ~~

Three hours later.

A slender arm opened the curtain, revealing a pale and haggard face.

"Okay?" Xili asked excitedly.

Belludante nodded, with a somewhat forced smile on his face.

Seeing this signal, Xili could no longer contain her excitement and rushed in immediately.

Galadriel on the side also quickly followed.

On the contrary, Lorne, who was last, walked towards Belludante and helped the shaky female doctor up:

"How are you? Are you okay?"

Hearing the concerned inquiry, Belludanti showed a trace of gratitude on her face:

"It's okay, I just spent too much energy and am a little tired."

"Then I'll help you into the house and sit down for a while."

Lorne carried Belludante into the room without any explanation, helped her sit on a chair nearby, and poured her a cup of soothing plant tea.

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Such a considerate move immediately made Belludante feel good about her.

"Wake up! Rose wakes up!"

At this time, Ciri and Galadriel cheered around the bed.

Lorne looked around and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Rose after she woke up.

After Belludante's treatment, her body has undergone obvious changes. The silver hair that originally reached her ankles has been shortened to half, and the innocence and ignorance on her face have been replaced by a mature charm.

However, because her consciousness had just recovered, her heart was still full of confusion:

"What's wrong with me?"

"You don't know, you almost tortured us to death!"

While complaining, Shirley recounted Rose's glorious deeds during this period.

After hearing this, Rose's face looked a little uncertain.

Despite all precautions, the woman recovered.

It’s so haunting!

She cursed secretly, and then looked at the miracle doctor on the chair with gratitude:

"Miss Belle, thank you for your diagnosis and treatment for me."

"It's just a small effort, just as a reward for your hard work in rescuing the caravan..." Belludanti replied warmly.

Immediately, she looked at the moonlight outside the tent, stood up and said goodbye:

"It's getting late, I should go back."

Feeling the sudden pinch on his arm, Lorne stood up knowingly:

"I send you!"

After the two walked out of the tent for a while, Lorne saw no one around, stopped and asked:

"You asked me to come out for anything else?"

"Well, actually, Miss Rose has not recovered."

"How to say?"

"Her two personalities are mutually exclusive, bred from the extremes of good and evil, just like the two sides of light and shadow. Easily removing either side will cause big problems. Therefore, I can only make her two personalities come true. A balance without a true cure for the disease.”

Belludante answered honestly, with a somewhat helpless tone.

She is not a professional medical god, so she naturally does not have the ability to cure diseases at her fingertips.

The reason why Rose's other personality can be awakened is simply to create an artificial boundary for them through [Adjustment], temporarily stabilizing the existence of the two personalities.

Lorne rubbed his eyebrows and asked:

"What will happen to her next?"

"Two personalities each occupy the body for twelve hours, one responsible for the day and one responsible for the night, thus forming a delicate balance."

"Is there no other way?"

"Yes." Belludante hesitated for a moment, and finally said the answer frankly, "In addition to letting good and evil coexist, you can also let the two devour each other, and only keep the one who wins in the end. That's it, Her character is prone to extremes."

After a pause, Belludanti added:

"Moreover, the two of them have formed different selves. In a sense, they are different lives. I don't think I am qualified to decide who dies and who lives. So, it's up to you which one you want to keep."

"How?"

"If you want to retain the innocent side, then let her feel the beauty of the world as much as possible; if you want to retain the dark side, then make her suffer."

"Okay, I will find an opportunity to convey your words to her."

Lorne promised in a deep voice, once again thanking Belludante on behalf of Rose.

Hearing Lorne's answer, Belludante couldn't help but reveal a smile of relief on her pale face.

Lorne did not make an arbitrary decision, but, like her, left the choice to the person involved. This made her feel a little sympathetic, and she also had a little more appreciation for the man in front of her.

pity…

Belludante thought about her elder sister Urd's instructions before leaving, and sighed secretly in her heart, but a bright smile bloomed on her face:

"By the way, what else do you need?"

Lorne thought for a while and shook his head slightly:

"No way."

"You're welcome. Feel free to put forward any ideas. I might be able to help!"

Seeing Belludante's enthusiasm, Lorne was a little embarrassed for a moment and couldn't help but want to take this opportunity to ask about the current situation of his adopted daughter Holo.

However, the moment he wanted to speak, an inexplicable sense of crisis surged into his heart for no reason.

It was as if if he opened his mouth, something he had would be lost.

This wonderful intuition has saved Lorne's life countless times in crises.

So, he decisively believed in his intuition and waved goodbye to Belludante:

"Thank you for your kindness. I don't have any ideas. It's already late tonight and I have to go on a journey tomorrow. You should get some rest early."

Seeing Lorne's back fading away, Belludante stamped her feet in frustration.

Damn it, I almost succeeded!

Once he opens his mouth to make a request, and after you satisfy him, according to the principles of [sacrifice] and [exchange] of the Nordic Gods, you can also ask for [reward] from him.

—For example, take the opportunity to redeem [yourself]?

This is the redemption plan formulated by Belludante.

Although the eldest sister Urd meant for her to interfere with the other party's exploration of the truth about the dragon disaster, she would directly break the contract.

But after all, it is related to the life and death of countless dwarves in the dwarf country, and it is a bit against her moral code to refuse to admit it so rudely.

Ever since, Beludanti thought about it and finally came up with this brilliant idea of ​​[equivalent exchange].

In order not to give the other party an excuse, she also made great efforts to cure Rose, giving the four of them credit for saving the caravan.

After preparing for so long, this guy didn’t take the bait in the end!

Hum, it doesn't matter.

I didn’t speak this time, there will be a next time!

I don't believe you have no weaknesses or needs!

A certain goddess of fate snorted secretly, determined to buy and sell by force.

Meanwhile, in the tent.

Galadriel and Ciri had already gone back to their houses. Rose couldn't help but frown deeply when she heard what Lorne had brought back:

"So, she's still here?"

"That's the theory."

"No, that kind of idiot who is full of fantasy doesn't deserve to live at all!" Rose gritted her teeth, and for some reason she hated her kind-hearted personality.

"It's useless for you to tell me this."

Lorne shrugged, helpless.

However, Rose shook her head and retorted:

"No, it works!"

"?"

Lorne didn't understand what he meant and looked at his evil subordinate in confusion.

Under his gaze, Rose took out a long whip covered with thorns from the magic circle and handed it over, her charming face showing deep desire:

"Come on, whip me!"

Lorne: "..."

(End of chapter)