Annihilated Lilith

Chapter 59 59. White Sugar

According to Emma's instructions, Hayward used a battle ax to push aside the rose bushes full of thorns, and the big roses fell under her rough manipulation.

But this is nothing compared to the death of the precious butterfly.

Feeling that there had been quite a commotion, fearing that the guards would arrive soon, Hayward simply slashed left and right until a big hole was dug out.

Now, I finally saw something buried deep in the thorns.

It was a wet kitten, snow-white all over, but its limbs were covered in mud, and there was a dark red dry scab on its chest that looked like blood.

Hayward squatted down and checked carefully. There didn't seem to be any dangerous creatures hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to move.Only then did he cautiously hold the white cat up with one hand.

The cat just lay limp in her hand, its head and body drooping, like a mass of semi-liquid.

"It's not stiff, it's warm...it shouldn't be dead."

Originally thought that it would be some kind of magical creature or prop that made Jingdie gather, but it was just such a half-dead kitten?

But at this time Emma was too lazy to think too much. After relaxing a little, she realized that standing in the rain was too uncomfortable.

"Take it if you're not dead! Let's go!"

……

Because of the rain, it is much more difficult to fly the paper crane.What's more, he had to hold a dying white cat with one hand.

Although Emma reluctantly performed a spell to avoid the rain and accompanied her, when she returned to the dormitory, the paper crane's neck and wings were still limp and slumped. It seemed that this crane had already been scrapped.

"You are finally back, have you found it? Have you met it?"

Jenny's spirit is obviously very good, but her eyes are bloodshot with anticipation.

"Wait a minute, you take this first."

Emma shoves the cat into Jenny's hands.

"What is it? It's alive!"

Don't bother to pay attention to Jenny, anyway, she lowered her voice tactfully.Emma found the pre-prepared rope from under the bed, tied it carefully at the foot of the bed, and threw it out the window.

Although Hayward is very good at light weight, he still needs some strength to climb such a high tower. She grabbed the rope, tapped a few times, and returned to the dormitory without making a sound.

Emma quickly put away the rope, and quickly cast a water-repelling spell on herself.A large ball of water floated out of her body, and she threw it into the rain curtain outside the window.

Then the cat, and finally Hayward.

"It's so hot, do you have a fever?" Jenny said worriedly.

Emma took it and felt it. It was soaked in water before, so I didn't notice it. Now it is dry and it looks very hot.The body temperature of animals like cats is much higher than that of humans, but this is obviously a bit beyond the limit.

I don't know if it was because of the rain or the injury caused the inflammation.

I checked the bloody part of its chest, and there seemed to be no trauma.But the cat had both of its hind legs broken, twisted and hanging down in an unnatural shape.

"It's too cruel." Jenny whimpered.

Emma found a towel, cast a cleaning spell on it, and then gently wiped the white cat, quickly removing the dirt and blood.

"Is this really a cat?"

"What do you mean? Otherwise what?"

This is the Castle of Turin College at the top of the side peak of the Holy Mountain. It is absolutely impossible for wild cats to climb up.But no matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary cat, and there is no fluctuation of magic essence in its body, it doesn't look like a magical creature.

"Is it an infant tazo worm?"

Hayward spoke suddenly. Since the cave search and rescue, she had a bad impression of cats.Those elongated dangerous creatures attacking overwhelmingly, just remembering them makes one's hair stand on end.

"No!" Emma rolled her eyes, "Prepare some warm water and feed it with a spoon, and see if you can drink it."

Jenny promised, and hurried to the side to heat the water in the cup with magic.

Emma was still worried, deeply afraid of "leading wolves into the house", so she drew out her wand and cast several revealing spells on the white cat.

Nothing changed, the kitten was still curled up, panting with difficulty.

In the potion class, everyone also learned a few healing prescriptions, but naturally there is no condition for brewing medicine in the dormitory.So Hayward could only do some bone setting for the kitten, and then Emma found bandages and wooden strips, tied them up and supported them.

Having said that, even if the medicine is boiled, it probably won't be able to pour in much, because it didn't drink a few drops of hot water.

Wrap this little guy carefully with a towel, find a small box to put it in, and put it on the bedside.

Whether it can survive or not depends on itself.

……

The next day, new horror stories spread through the academy.The ghost took advantage of the rainy night to wreak havoc in the garden, killing a large field of roses and killing many ghostly fire crystal butterflies.

It is said that ghosts cannot touch things in the mortal world. Why are those ghosts in the garden so vicious?It seemed that those few first-year apprentices were lucky enough to escape unscathed.

When Jenny relayed this "news", she was suspicious and questioning.Emma and Hayward silently turned their heads away a little.

Just at this time Ms. Hurst walked into the classroom, and Jenny couldn't keep asking.

It was too late the night before, and when I woke up in the morning, it was almost class time, and I was in a hurry when I went out.The situation of the kitten was only checked briefly, and there was no improvement.

At this time in class, he was obviously powerless and absent-minded.

Even though Ms. Hurst showed off the stunt of turning a mouse into a hat, Emma just applauded numbly, thinking in her heart whether she should take a mouse back to feed the cat.

Taking advantage of the gap between classes, Emma instructed Hayward, who was the thickest-skinned, to go to Ms. Jones, the teacher of pharmacy, and ask her for some medicine for regeneration of broken bones.

"Let's just say that you are going to consult Mr. Milton with all your strength, and you are worried that your leg will be broken."

Regardless of whether Hayward used this "reasonable explanation", the potion was indeed obtained.The dark green medicine emits a faint light and is contained in a small crystal bottle.

I don't know if the medicine used by humans can be given directly to cats... But at this time, there is no way to get into it. It is purely a dead horse as a living horse medicine.

At lunch time, Jenny went to the cafeteria to "steal" more bread for two, and Emma and Hayward returned to the dormitory in a hurry.

The moment they looked into the box, both of them swallowed nervously.I was afraid that what I saw was a cold corpse.

Fortunately, the white cat is still alive.It's just a little harder to breathe.

"It must be very painful, both legs are broken."

While diluting the potion with warm water, Emma sighed.What a tough little thing.

The medicine soup was fed several times, about one-tenth of which was drunk, but it should be enough for such a big body.Then the bandage was removed, and it was found that its two hind legs were deswelling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It worked.

Emma breathed a sigh of relief, and put the remaining medicine on the bedside.He sat on the bed and began to eat the hard bread Jenny brought back.Hayward dug out some dried meat from his cabinet, and while eating himself, he also tore some thin strips of meat and put them next to the cat, so that it could eat by itself when it woke up.

"Do you want to give him a name?"

Seeing that the kitten had regained its peaceful breathing, as if it had fallen asleep peacefully, Jenny raised one of its hind legs.

"It's a tomcat."

"Put it back in the garden when it's ready. Do you want to raise it?"

Hayward expressed his puzzlement. Female sorceresses usually keep pets for special functions, such as sending letters or investigating. It is best to have strong attack power to protect themselves.What is the use of this cat?
Moreover, the origin of this cat is somewhat unknown, and I always feel that staying with me will cause fire.

"Don't worry, let's take care of it first. If you don't want to keep it after it recovers, put it back near the rosebush."

Emma gently stroked the kitten's head. Its fur was very soft, smooth and soft, very different from that of a lamb.It's like a soft, warm cloud.

At this time, its body temperature seemed to gradually return to normal.

"Just call it...white sugar."

(End of this chapter)