Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

She was probably thinking about something, but perhaps no one knew what she was thinking except herself.

......

"You are quite sick, do you really not consider staying in my infirmary for a while?"

Warfarin said with some regret.

Lapland's physical condition is quite miraculous. It stands to reason that the degree of infection of Lapland's Originium disease will have some impact on the body and actions, but through testing, Lapland's various indexes are still good. Belonging to the upper level.

Did you endure the pain with strong willpower?Or some other special situation?

Warfarin was curious.

"It's no use."

Laplande rolled his eyes.

Warfarin's treatment was simply the scariest treatment she had ever had...although she had to wait for the wound to heal on its own and was rescued twice by Fiatina.

It's not that Laplande didn't think that Warfarin is actually just a half-doctor, and her identity as a blood demon doesn't sound like she can be a doctor as a profession, and the healing methods she uses are also similar to those of Fiatina. If it wasn't for the fact that his state was indeed on the rise, Laplande might have been thinking about how to escape.

Strange doctor.

She can only think of this evaluation, the medical skills are weird enough, but the effect is quick and the effect is very good.

"Even if Fiatina came here, it would be impossible to do as well as me. Although she is my most satisfied student, she still has a lot to learn."

Warfarin cheerfully packed up the equipment.

Lapland has used Originium skills more than once. The two weird long swords in her hands are similar to Sylter's Levatin, but the level is much lower. Severely infected people like Lapland frequently Using the origin stone technique, even with the protection of the origin stone staff, it is still easy to increase the degree of infection.

If Warfarin hadn't controlled the derivation of the origin stone crystals based on the smell in Lapland's blood in the first place, otherwise the ordinary doctor would really be fooled unless Fiatina came to give her an origin stone skill. There is no cure for Prand's disease.

"...so you hung me upside down, also for the cure?"

"In terms of numbers."

Warfarin raised a finger, shook it slightly, and said solemnly,

"This method should increase the treatment efficiency by a few percentage points. Although the final effect is not very obvious, this is a very good attempt, isn't it?"

"You use me as a test subject?"

"Yes."

Warfarin grinned and smiled.

Probably because she used to be a blood demon warrior, her concept of morality is quite indifferent, as long as she thinks of an idea, she will immediately put it into practice, and she will not take into account the laws of nature and ethics at all.

Of course, this kind of situation usually only occurs when Warfarin is used to treat the wounded. According to her words, as a doctor, she has completely restrained her blood-sucking urge, at least she can still distinguish between work and food.

"never mind."

Laplande did not show fear or anger as Warfarin expected, but suddenly shrugged indifferently.

She is crazy enough, why should she care about other people's crazy actions?

Warfarin blinked in surprise.

Laplande opened the door of the infirmary, paused, and left a last sentence.

"Let Fia Tina save me next time."

"Hi."

Warfarin's smile was still bright.

Because she knew that in Laplande's situation, Fiatina didn't have the confidence to do better than her, and in the end it would definitely turn into Fiatina running over to her for help.

Chapter 110 The Second List

Syracuse, Palermo, Fia Pharmacy.

Today's work is coming to an end, Kelsey is packing up the sundries in the pharmacy and making final preparations.

Jingle Bell--

The door of the pharmacy was suddenly pushed open, Kelsey raised her head subconsciously, with a business-like smile on her face again,

"Hi, beautiful lady, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Well, probably not."

The first person to come in was a blue-haired Sakota with an awkward smile on his face.

Fiatina stood up.

Her eyes focused on Sakota, whom she recognized, the one Fiameta had seen that day when she came to buy cakes for the first time.

"Yo."

Mostima noticed Fiadina who got up, and waved to Fiadina,

"Good afternoon, 'Little Fia' over here."

Shirt also stood up.

She took a step forward and blocked Fia Tina behind her. Levatin who was just mentioned was lifted up and aimed at Mostima.

The corner of Mostima's mouth raised, and he also raised the revolver in his hand.

Kelsey frowned slightly, and soon relaxed it again. She couldn't feel any hostility from Mastema.

Fia Tina obviously saw this too, she tugged Lashirtre's sleeve.

"Mostima! What are you doing!"

An anxious voice came from the door again, and when he looked up, he could only see a red figure flashing past like a whirlwind of flames, slamming into the back of Mostima.

"Xiao Mo, we're here to say goodbye to Fiameta, don't make any trouble."

Lemuen also came in from the door, she looked at Fia Tina with a smile, and blinked curiously.

"You are Fiatina?"

"...it's me."

Fiatina hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

She has never seen this pink hair before.

"Humph."

Fia Tina pulled the sleeves of Shirtel, let out a cold snort, and then put down the knife. At the same time, the air seemed to become a little hotter.

"Obviously she swung the knife at me first."

Mostima blinked innocently, and said aggrievedly, even though she said so, the corners of her mouth were always raised, and the revolver in her hand was always pointed in the direction of Shirtel until Shirtel put down the blade just now, and then slowly put it down.

"Your desserts are delicious."

Lemuen raised a light-white finger, and touched her lips with her pink fingertips, her light smile was as sweet as a girl who just tasted the sweetest candy.

Fiatina shrank behind Shirtel in fear.

Don't think I don't know, pink hair like yours is usually pink and black.

Unlike our Shirtel, apart from being able to set fires, she is a pure and beautiful girl who is pure and cute.

"Are you a real fallen angel? This is the first time I've seen Sakota, the fallen angel. Where did your light wings go? Is it broken? Can I touch your horn?"

Mostima suddenly spoke.

She looked up and down Fiatina curiously, and moved close to Fiatina, Shirtel smoothly blocked in front of Mastema and covered Fiatina who was hiding behind her.

"whispering sound."

Moss Timima smashed his tongue uncomfortably, and the next moment he was slammed by Fiameta's small pink fist.

"That's rude! Mostima!"

Fiametta said angrily.

"But but,"

Although it didn't hurt at all, Mostima still held the place where he was punched by Fiameta aggrievedly, and continued,

"Aren't you curious? Fallen Sakota!"

"Not curious."

Fiametta said indifferently, then bowed to Fiatina who was hiding behind Stelter, and sincerely apologized,

"terribly sorry!"

"I'm fine..."

Because she was completely blocked behind by Shirtel, Fiatina had no choice but to show half of her body sideways, her little head trying to get to the front position, with a calm smile on her face.

"Lemuane, aren't you curious?"

Mostima elbowed Lemuane beside her.

Lemuane blinked.

Mostima's voice is very low, but the pharmacy is not big, there is no noisy voice, and almost everyone in the pharmacy can hear Mostima's "whispering".

Moreover, she noticed that some of Fiametta's ear feathers trembled slightly, which indicated that Fiametta was also waiting for her answer.

"Not at all~ not curious~"

Lemuen betrayed Mostima without hesitation, and as expected, the next moment, Fiameta's small powder fist landed on Mostima again.

"Mostima!"

Lemuen grinned, and then set her eyes on Fia Tina.

Compared to that, she was more curious about why a fallen Sakota would be mixed with Sarkaz.

Even the depraved Sakota should maintain Sakota's prejudice against Sarkaz, and according to the knowledge learned in school, the demons should see the depraved Sakota and they will not hesitate to do it. There are actual records.

"Why does that guy have a halo and horns?"

"I don't know, if you have a halo, kill it."

"makes sense."

The poor depraved Sakota in the book was torn apart by the demons in this way, because he was degenerated and no longer protected by the gods, and the glory of the great Lateran no longer shone on him.

However, the Sarkaz in front of him is living with a fallen Sakota. Judging from the relationship between them, it is probably unusual, right?

Kelsey folded her arms, thoughtful.

Would Sakota identify Fiatina as the fallen Sakota?

Fiadina, who was recognized by Theresia as a member of Sarkaz, was also recognized by the Sakotas... It's a pity that Fiatina is not from Babel Tower, otherwise, Theresia's thoughts, Maybe it can go further.

She couldn't help but put her eyes on Fiatina.

"Is it not over yet?"

Andorn's voice came from outside.

As the captain of the team, Andorn was obliged to ensure the safety of every team member, and it seemed inappropriate for him to mix in the girls by himself.

But the speed of Fiameta and others is too slow. If they rush back to Lateran now, they still have time to do more things. The task of Syracuse has been completed, and there is no need for them to waste any more time. .

"Sorry, Captain Andorn."

Fiametta was the first to react, and raised her head, only to find Andorn staring blankly at Fiatina and Shirtel.In his eyes, the strange combination of Sakota and Sarkaz seemed extremely wonderful.

It is this feeling.

Andorn suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

This is what he wanted to see.

Sakota and Sarkaz put aside their prejudices and shook hands.The strong help the weak, the rich help the poor.There is no more deception between each other, no more up and down between each other.Everyone can live happily.

List as before.

List this moment.

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