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The saint couldn't understand all this, she could only beg hard to restore everything to its original state.

She felt her head being caressed.

"Don't worry, this is my promise. As long as I am still in this world, I will try my best to protect you."

Promise, she understands the meaning of the words, but cannot understand the emotions contained in them.

The saint carefully placed the contract magic of pious loyalty on the back of the man's hand.

He didn't refuse, just sighed.

"Well, if that puts your mind at ease."

She felt the hand on her head leave, and then she was picked up, stood upright, and placed on the ground.

"Thank you for saving me just now. I terminated the contract without being able to express myself clearly, which caused you to misunderstand. I'm sorry."

The man's voice was gentle and serious, and he spoke carefully.

The saint was a little at a loss and stood there blankly.

"Okay, let's go, head to the city, and take you to have a delicious meal together."

The man looked at her with a smile on his face.

There was no displeasure as when I saw her before, nor the dullness of the previous few days.

She was watched gently for a while, and she felt that the man had packed up the horse's body and walked forward.

He rarely stops, and when he's done with things, he sets off again.

As if he didn't want to wait or stay where he was, he kept moving forward, trying hard to move towards a certain goal.

What the purpose was, the saint didn't know.

She listened to the retreating footsteps and followed them as usual.

Follow the man and walk slowly in the forest.

The saint felt relieved.

She felt it silently.

She found that she kind of liked this feeling, the feeling of peace of mind, which made her feel very comfortable.

The saint is longing for peace of mind.

153. Memories of the Saint, Entering the City

The wind brought the smell of snow, and the climate became colder. The saint felt that the place where she was in contact with the mechanical limbs was very cold.

I also started to feel uncomfortable while walking.

The mechanical limbs are disassembled from ancient mechanical dolls. In ancient times, they were war weapons of the lost empire.The Empire considered that ordinary soldiers would suffer a large number of disabilities during the war, so it made a modular and adaptive interface for it. During the war, if there are disabled soldiers, they can directly disassemble a robot doll to reattach their broken arms.

It's convenient and practical.However, it is for temporary use during wartime and is not a long-lasting prosthesis.The limbs with a fully mechanical structure can be deformed to impart force, but constant temperature is not considered.

The Saint felt some coldness and pain in the broken leg of her thigh.

Not comfortable, but not unbearable either.She wouldn't even react to this before, but now she doesn't like it.

She felt uncomfortable and she hated pain.

The saint followed the man quietly, walked out of the forest, and stepped onto a wide road.

It seems that we are approaching the city, but we can no longer see the distance clearly, and the sky is getting dark.

"Saint, hand."

She put her hand in the man's and the two disappeared from the spot.

It's a very magical ability. She doesn't care about it. She only cares about whether she will be abandoned and die. She rarely cares about other things.

The two came to a large tree hole.

This is a very large Pythia fruit tree, cultivated by an alchemist's accidental potion. It is cold-resistant, difficult to reproduce, and has an average growth rate. However, it can grow very large, and can gradually grow to the size of a house in decades. .

It will automatically hollow out a part in the middle and can expand on its own. It is a natural tree hole house.Botanists planted some in cold places on the border, but later found that they were of little use. After all, tree houses in warm places are prone to breeding mosquitoes and catching fire, and in cold places few people live alone in wild tree houses.

Therefore, these Pythia trees were no longer cared for and gradually fell into disuse.

This tree house has now become a place where they often stay temporarily.As long as they are traveling in the wild and no village is found at night, the saint will be teleported here, sleep peacefully for a night, and then teleported back to the original place the next day to continue on their journey.

The tree house with a diameter of three meters can be said to be spacious enough for two people to live in. The inside has also been tidied up and divided into two parts, the left and right parts. There are two quilts on both sides and sundries in the middle.

After the saint returned to the tree hole house, she looked at the familiar environment, walked quietly to her own side, and sat quietly on the bed.

She felt at ease now.

It's not a big space, but it has a warm and secure feeling. It's a familiar environment and people she's familiar with. Everything here makes her feel very comfortable.

The saint sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the man to feed her bread.

He would sometimes give some juice, but most of the time it was just bread.

Bread was inconvenient to eat, but she didn't feel hungry after eating it. She hated being hungry, so she liked the feeling of not being hungry.

The man rarely eats bread. Most of the time he eats some fruits with various meats. After eating, he will rest, then start exercising, take a bath after the exercise, and then sleep.

The saint remembered that after helping to pick colorful melons, the man occasionally cooked hot soup and began to give her some to drink.

Bread paired with hot soup will make it easier to eat.

She somewhat expected the man to make hot soup today.

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She sat quietly on the bed, sensing her surroundings.

The man was packing his things after returning, checked around, and was now preparing to open his homemade wooden door.

After pulling it open, the saint felt that the outside was blocked by a "wall".

"Wow! Snow!"

The man shouted happily and pulled on the wall a few times to destroy it, and then some snow scattered into the wooden house.

It looks like it's covered in snow outside.

She sensed the man. He seemed very happy now. He balled up the snow into a ball by the door, held it in his hand and kept throwing it.

He looked at her.

The saint looked at the man blankly.

"Hey……"

He sensed the man's depressed mood, but he did not fall into sadness, but returned to his usual calm feeling.

The man cleared all the snow outside the door and made a small clearing. Then she sensed that he was outside the door. With a little joy, she piled the snow into two balls, one large and one small, and then put them Stacked together.

Then he took out the body of the pure unicorn and chopped off its horn.

As the horn was disconnected, the corpse transformed into a ball of warm light, gradually shrinking into a condensed bead.

The man placed the horn on the pile of snowballs, then put away the snowballs, went to the stream, and took back the large wooden barrel that he had used for bathing by the stream.

During this period, he muttered to himself: "I've saved up to ten times, draw a card!"

"Blue sky and white clouds, strange, let me see my fortune today."

"My luck is only 16 today, no wonder, but it's not bad to have two bags of chicken essence."

The cold wind blew in from the door, and the saint curled up unconsciously.

When the man came back, he saw her curled up and a little stunned. Then he closed the wooden door and sealed a circle of cotton wool around it.

The saint felt a little warmer and resumed her posture of sitting on the bed, kneeling when praying.

She is used to sitting like this.

The man next began cooking broth using a portable flint.

Portable fire stones are stones in the fire dragon's lair that have absorbed fire-attribute magic power. They will ignite flames when they come into contact with the air until the magic power in the stone is exhausted.

It is the most high-end adventure equipment. The Saint remembers that when she and the female warrior fought against the Demon King, the female warrior's lover always wanted to buy one, but because most of the team's funds were invested in equipment and medicine, the adventure equipment has always been makeshift. It wasn't until he arrived at the border fortress and prepared to attack the Demon King that he received a small bag of support materials from the fortress city lord.

She smelled the aroma of hot soup.

The saint was a little happy. She should be given some hot soup today, so that the bread would taste much better, not so hard and not so tasteless.

She felt the man start adding things to the soup.

There were plants that he occasionally picked on the roadside, and animal meat that he had hunted before. Finally, he took out a bag of "fine sand" and another bag of granular matter, and poured some of them in.

The hot soup tonight will be very delicious. The saint remembered that every time the man poured in the two bags, the soup would become very delicious.

With anticipation, she sat quietly, waiting for the bread.

However, after waiting for a long time, until the hot soup was almost ready, the man did not throw bread to her.

The saint was a little confused and a little anxious.

She was hungry and a little uneasy about the change.

Then, she felt a bowl full of hot soup being handed to her.

The man spent a lot of effort to grind the meat and plants into a paste, which was very convenient to eat without chewing.

And put the condensed beads in the paste.

It radiated warmth and felt the same as the beads she wore around her neck.

She felt that she was in a strange mood, and she finished the bowl of hot soup or, no, the bowl of mush in a daze.

It's delicious. It feels warm after eating. My stomach feels bloated and I feel very comfortable.

Then the saint was called by the man, and he changed her bedding.

The saint stood aside blankly sensing.

Then, after the man finished exercising and taking a bath, he asked her to take a bath too.

She obediently went to take a bath.

【Taking a bath...so comfortable...】

The saint sat quietly in the large wooden barrel, surrounded by warm water.

The cold limbs gradually regained their feeling and felt warm.

After washing, the man checked her limbs, adjusted the connection between her and the mechanical limbs to make it more comfortable, and finally gave her a warm bracelet.

The bracelet is a chain with a drop-shaped gemstone hanging from it. After wearing it on the hand, the whole body feels warm and the limbs are no longer cold.

It is a constant-temperature gemstone. It is usually made and sold in batches by third-level archmages. It is not expensive and very practical.

The saint lay quietly on the newly changed bedding, dazed.

It's strange why the man is so gentle today.

She was confused and at a loss.

This sudden change made her a little uneasy.

But for some reason, she was a little greedy for this gentleness.

The saint discovered her emotions, and she liked this gentleness.

She wanted to find out why, why the man who had always been indifferent in the past became gentle towards her.

She began to recall her encounter with the man.

That was in the same forest as the tree house, a long time ago.

At that time, she was unable to understand emotions. Her limbs were severed and abandoned in the forest. She was about to suffer a humiliating death. It was the man who saved her and rescued her.

But she ignored him at that time, and he left with unhappy thoughts.

Looking back on it now, the saint is still very afraid of that death, afraid and avoiding more careful memories.

Later, the traceback was triggered and the man returned to her, and she issued a plea for survival.

The man at that time was very gentle, agreed to her, and took her away from the dangerous place.

The saint discovered...it turned out that the man had been gentle from the beginning...