Becoming a wet nurse is not the end of the story.

No wonder so many protagonists choose to be righteous, no wonder so many people like to act like a saint or something, at least the feeling of being cared for by these strangers won't deceive them.

"Well, everyone, listen to me, I'm fine. Arya saved me yesterday, and I came here today to clean up and continue treating everyone."

As she spoke, Lin Xueyin tried to slip into the room, but everyone stopped her outside, saying that it was better for them to do the dirty and tiring work.

To be honest, Lin Xueyin was indeed touched. As everyone helped her clean the entire house quickly, and looking at the room, which was almost identical to before except for the large hole in the wall, Lin Xueyin touched her nose somewhat shyly and bowed to everyone with gratified smiles to express her gratitude.

"Thank you everyone, thank you so much."

"Pastor Lin, you're too kind. Your role as a pastor here has been a great help to us. Moreover, without you, we would never have been able to receive treatment from a pastor."

"Um, don't priests heal you guys anymore?" Lin Xueyin looked at everyone with some surprise, but right now the most important thing was to heal people.

As they spoke, they followed the old routine, bringing some of the more seriously injured into the treatment room, using group healing to alleviate their injuries, and then using single-target skills to heal them.

As for the illnesses of some townspeople, as a doctor, Lin Xueyin naturally has enough ability to treat them. If all else fails, she can use her skills, such as the disease-curing technique, which is quite an amazing skill.

However, sometimes, standing out from the crowd is a foolish thing. This skill may not be anything special in the game, but once it appears in reality, it seems a bit too exaggerated, even like a bug. Therefore, Lin Xueyin still felt that it was best not to use it, at least not to use it recklessly when she did not know the situation of this world.

Time passed slowly during the treatment, and soon the sun was setting. Lin Xueyin looked at the gradually darkening night outside. Ailiya and the others still hadn't returned. She had already prepared all the grass-fed boar that she had asked the mercenaries to hunt for her. Tonight's pig-slaughtering feast would definitely be a feast for Ailiya and the others.

Looking at the pork stewing in the pot, Lin Xueyin felt a sense of accomplishment rising in her heart. However, as time went by, her unease also grew.

Standing by the window, Lin Xueyin prayed incessantly for Aria and the others, when she suddenly heard a flurry of sounds coming from outside. It was coming from the direction of the military camp. Worried that Aria might be among them, Lin Xueyin hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed outside.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw some familiar faces rushing towards her, holding sharp two-handed swords.

"Eh? Ilga, you're back so soon... Ah, what are you doing? It's Yukine..."

With a single strike upon meeting them, Lin Xueyin was stunned and forced to the side. Her bewildered gaze, upon seeing the strong aura of dark magic emanating from them, revealed that these people were no longer the ones she knew.

Why is this happening?

The vicious and sharp sword slashed fiercely at Lin Xueyin, forcing her to retreat continuously. However, these people had all become tireless, and their movements were even more agile than before.

Dozens of Imperial Guard soldiers tightly surrounded Lin Xueyin, each sword strike a deadly attack, forcing Lin Xueyin into a place where she had nowhere to hide.

"Damn it, what's going on? What does this guy want? Doesn't he know that this kind of being is completely useless to me?"

At this moment, the mercenaries and townspeople around also heard the noise and rushed out. Seeing Lin Xueyin being besieged by the imperial army, they all shouted for help.

"You, don't come any closer..."

After a flash of cold light, blood splattered across the sky. Too many people were injured by these people, or rather, by the undead. With eyes wide with fury, Lin Xueyin could no longer contain her anger.

“You bunch of bastards, I don’t know what your conspiracy is, but pointing weapons at ordinary people is the greatest sin.”

She wasn't given time to pray, but the group's divine skills could still be unleashed. Soon, a divine halo appeared beneath Lin Xueyin's slender, beautiful legs.

One scream after another echoed from the mouths of these undead Imperial Guards, as black gas continuously dissipated into the air from their wide-open mouths.

In just a moment, all the undead were purified. However, a cry of alarm from Aria not far away made Lin Xueyin feel a sudden pang of fear.

Volume 1: The Transmigrated Wet Nurse - Chapter 17: The Crack?

Looking at her former subordinates lying on the ground, their familiar faces now completely separated from her by death, Aria felt a surge of tyrannical emotion within her.

"You killed them?" The cold, emotionless tone left Lin Xueyin standing there helplessly. The corpses in standard armor lying on the ground around her suddenly made her feel powerless to refute.

"Tell me, why? Why did you kill them?"

As Ailiya approached step by step, Lin Xueyin felt the intense killing intent emanating from her, directed at her. Although it posed no threat whatsoever, it chilled Lin Xueyin to the bone.

"I...."

Without a word, he brought his long sword down heavily on Lin Xueyin's head, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and retreated swiftly. The sharp tip of the sword swept away a few strands of hair from her forehead, grazed her nose, and exploded into sparks on the ground.

"Why are you retreating? If you dared to kill them, why are you backing down?"

Arya thought of seeing those familiar standard armors, and even the hand holding the amulet she had given away. Her anger was about to burst forth, and even though she knew the other party's actions were out of necessity, she still needed to vent.

Even when faced with a girl looking at her with innocent eyes, Aria still couldn't help but turn her sword against her.

Talking was pointless. Lin Xueyin knew that simply dodging wouldn't solve anything. Although she didn't know any martial arts, the girl, with her extraordinary agility, used her modified attributes to dodge the opponent's attacks and then slammed her to the ground.

"Don't move. Calm down right now."

"Calm down, that's my comrade-in-arms who's shared life and death with me, you're telling me to calm down..."

"That's precisely why you need to calm down." He pulled his hand away and left a large red handprint on the other person's face. If calm conversation couldn't resolve the issue, then sorry, I'll just give you a big slap to wake you up.

"you..."

Although Lin Xueyin felt a pang of pity at the sight of a trace of crimson at the corner of her mouth, seeing her still somewhat frantic state, she had no choice but to continue.

He pulled her up roughly, and before Aria could react, he snapped his fingers together and delivered a karate chop to the back of her neck, causing her to collapse limply into his arms.

"Captain, Yukine, you two..."

"Do you guys want to fight me too?" He felt a little wronged and even sad. The friends he had finally made had now developed a deep rift with him.

"No, it's just that the captain lost her composure. I'm sorry, Yukine."

"It's nothing, I understand."

A faint, milky-white light shimmered on his fingertips as he gently touched Aria's forehead. The fleeting light calmed Aria's somewhat ferocious expression.

"Alright, Aria is fine now. Take her back to rest."

After speaking, Lin Xueyin also headed towards the military camp. "The battle over there is probably almost over. There must be a lot of wounded. I'll go there first."

She didn't feel resentment towards Arya because of her hostility. Although she could understand, she felt an indescribable pain in her heart.

A pretty figure walked alone on a dark street, surrounded by devastation. The distant view ahead was illuminated by firelight, yet those behind felt the loneliness ahead.

"Yukine..."

"Pastor Lin..."

"Pfft...you guys, I'm not going to the battlefield, why are you all talking like that?" Lin Xueyin, who was listening in front, couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling like she was in a movie.

This completely shattered the loneliness she had felt earlier. She raised her hand to the people behind her, only to hear a series of chaotic footsteps behind her.

"Pastor Lin, we'll go with you. It's so chaotic there, we don't feel comfortable letting you go alone."

“Xueyin, that’s our empire’s military camp. If something happens, how can we, the soldiers of the empire, hide behind and let you go by yourself?”

Looking at the determined crowd staring at him, a surge of passion suddenly welled up in his heart—the passion of a man, the kind of fervor that makes one wonder why a man shouldn't carry a sword.

"Okay, let's go. There will be many battles waiting for us there."

Inside the military camp, a large number of skeleton warriors appeared and fought continuously with the soldiers left behind. Due to the sudden attack, the entire military camp was broken by the enemy's attack.

The town's guards had suffered heavy casualties; of the hundreds of men, only a dozen or so remained. When Lin Xueyin arrived, they had already retreated to a corner and were on the verge of extinction.

Tireless, fearless of death, and unafraid of pain, the skeleton warriors, though not particularly strong in the eyes of ordinary human soldiers, were simply too numerous to resist. The guards repeatedly used their greatswords to scatter these wretched skeletons, but the enemy continued to surge towards them relentlessly.

The guards, who were hiding in a house, took turns blocking the skeletons at the door. However, even the strongest warriors eventually tire. With the doors and windows attacked simultaneously, the guards defended with all their might.

These aimless skeletons seem to exist solely to kill all living people.

The devastation of the battle gradually came into view. Lin Xueyin looked at the once solemn and orderly military camp, now turned into a mess, and the anger burning in her heart was hard to suppress.

"Holy Aura." A milky-white halo suddenly emanated from beneath his feet, instantly scattering all the repulsive undead creatures that passed through it.

With eyes wide open in fury, the people who once ate and lived together have now become tools of the enemy, turned into one undead after another.

Now I finally understand Arya's feelings at that time. Did she hate this girl who purified all the dead? Did she not hate this priest who recaptured the camp and rescued the remaining soldiers?

Conflicting emotions tore at the hearts of everyone, constantly rife with inner turmoil.

Stepping into the house, Lin Xueyin looked at the guards with somewhat complicated expressions and used her healing spell to heal their wounds. Amid their gratitude, she nodded gently.

"I'm going back now."

He drifted away as if he were not of this world, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

The pork in the large pot was still stewing, emitting a mouthwatering aroma. On the dining table, in front of the empty plates and wine glasses, Lin Xueyin sat alone, her hands supporting her small cheeks, staring blankly at everything before her.

The celebration banquet we promised back then now feels like an irony; the promise to be together back then has become empty talk. My otherworld is really interesting. Everyone else is living in a lavish palace, while I'm constantly being abandoned. Tomorrow, I should pack my things and leave this place.

So, this isn't considered protagonist abuse, is it? No, it isn't. However, the protagonist can't leave for now, since some things haven't fully surfaced yet. Hehe, as for the relationship between Arya and the protagonist, I doubt anyone cares, right? Hey, nobody does, right?

Volume 1 The Transmigrated Wet Nurse: Chapter 18 Playful Fighting, Still Good Friends

After packing her bundle, Lin Xueyin suddenly felt a little fortunate that she hadn't been here long and didn't have many people or things to miss.

However, why did she feel a slight pain in her heart when she threw the package into her spatial bag? Clutching her chest, she felt the softness against it, forcing her to confront the fact that she had become a young girl again.

That delicate, feminine inner world will also make her more and more sentimental without her even realizing it.

As dawn broke, a few unidentified birds flew by. The town was still quiet, and many people were still asleep. Looking back at their newly opened small hospital, they felt a sense of reluctance and a touch of sadness.

"Oh well, whatever, the world is still so big, I still want to go and see it all."

"So, where are you planning to go?"

A familiar yet slightly apologetic voice suddenly rang out behind Lin Xueyin, startling the girl who was still lost in her thoughts.

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, 'hey'? If I didn't come, wouldn't you have sneaked away?" Although she was expressionless, Lin Xueyin could still see a hint of unease on her face.

"Yukine, I'm sorry, I did something yesterday..."

"Um, Aria, there's no need to apologize. I understand. Anyone would feel this way if they saw their comrade being killed, so you don't need to apologize."

"Yukine, tell me the truth, is there really no chance at all that we can save her?"

He blinked, looking at the incredibly earnest girl with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but how could he possibly answer her?

"There's nothing I can do. They were controlled after they died. I can't save people who are already dead. I'm sorry."

“You don’t need to apologize, but I’m not reconciled, I’m really not reconciled.” Aria clenched her hands, and inside was the same amulet that Ilga had always held in her hand.

Lin Xueyin gently placed her hand on Ailiya's clenched fists. "Ailiya, don't be so hard on yourself. Many times, we can only accept it helplessly."

"Generals are not immune to dying on the battlefield. Shouldn't everyone who goes to the battlefield be aware of this?"

“I understand, but I’m not reconciled. I can’t accept this. They are the empire’s finest warriors, yet they’ve been turned into tools by those damned necromancers. They’ve even turned their swords against the people they swore to protect. I’m not reconciled.”

As if gritting her teeth, Aria understood a lot, but she also felt angry when her former comrades were controlled by evil magic, their bodies desecrated, and even their souls unable to find peace.

"I'll go and pray for them again, so that their souls may find peace."