Chapter 15 The identity of the blindfolded girl

Author: Crowtopia

Chapter 15 The identity of the blindfolded girl

Hearing Wuming's words, the blindfolded girl was a little surprised:

"Me? How can I be a finger witch? You really admire me."

She covered her face, a little embarrassed.

The girl asked timidly:

"Do you think I could be a finger witch?"

"Looking at your face, you have the potential to be a witch." Wuming said, "I have had several witches before, and they were either mute or blind."

Magri and Nok both looked at him with some suspicion.

What a hell joke.

"You are so rude." The soldier scolded Wuming.

The blindfolded girl was not angry. She stopped the soldier from scolding:

"They don't seem to be bad people. Please rest here for a while. You just had a conflict. Now is the opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding."

The soldiers were still cautious:

"My lord, they are faders."

She clasped her hands in front of her chest:

"Why can't we be friendly? The world is full of sin and suffering. It would be great if we could understand each other."

These words touched the soldiers, and they dropped their weapons one after another.

Magri was also moved by it.

As a faded person fighting in the border area, of course he did not believe in that kind and gentle set of values, but when he met such a devout and pious good man, he also felt a sense of admiration.

Wuming said: "Aren't you blind? How do you 'look'?"

The soldiers glared at Wuming angrily, as if their gazes were about to pierce him. Nok and Magri stood far away, indicating that they were not familiar with Wuming.

The girl was silent for a moment and whispered:

"I'm also very powerful. Although I can't see, my other senses are very sensitive. Even the servants can't beat me."

"Are you talking about demi-humans?" Wuming looked at those ferocious and strong hybrid demi-humans with a bit of disbelief.

"It's true." The girl nodded seriously and clenched her fists, "There used to be competitive battles in the city, and I could beat many people."

Wuming looked at the girl's thin body and looked at the soldiers standing not far from both sides of her, staring at him eagerly.

He asked: "May I ask what your status is in Moren City?"

"The Lord of Morn City is my father."

Wuming suddenly realized: "I understand."

The blindfolded girl asked: "I haven't asked you your names yet?"

"I am Wuming, the woman is Nok, and the other one is Magri." Wuming introduced them one by one.

"Nice to meet you," the blindfolded girl said with a soft and pleasant voice.

"My name is Haida."

The three faded ones rested for more than ten minutes and repelled another wave of hybrid demi-humans who came to attack. During this period, Wuming learned about the situation in Morn City from Haida.

The servant hybrid demi-humans in the city rioted, and the whole city fell into chaos. She escaped under the escort of the guards, while the city lord stayed put to prevent the city of Morn from falling.

Haida spoke sadly, lamenting the horrific atrocities of the demi-humans and the endless screams and wails.

When Wuming heard the tragic situation in the city, he couldn't help sighing and sniffing wildly.

Haida took out a handkerchief and handed it to Wuming.

"Thank you." Wuming lifted up the visor of his helmet and blew his nose hard.

Nok noticed that he had lifted his face shield, and was suddenly curious about Wuming's appearance. But Wuming was sitting opposite Haida, and no one except Haida could see his appearance.

Nok wanted to take a few steps forward and walk around to the front of Wuming, but Wuming had already closed his face shield and was moving very fast.

It was so fast that Haida didn't even have time to say what she wanted to say next:

"Could you please send this letter to my father?"

"What letter?" Wuming asked.

"That's the handkerchief," Haida said.

"Uh..." Wuming changed the subject, "Why did the hybrid demihumans riot?"

Haida was silent for a moment, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"It seems that I have to go to the city to have a look anyway." Wuming put away the handkerchief, "I will help you bring it."

"Thank you, you are such a good person." Haida said.

"But there is something that needs to be resolved before we leave." Wuming said, "We are leaving, are you safe?"

Magri volunteered: "I can stay here to protect her."

Haida declined: "Don't worry, there is the pass for the Sacrifice Bridge ahead. There are sufficient troops there to resist the demi-humans. The city is the most dangerous, you should go together."

Although Magri enthusiastically offered to stay where he was to protect her, Haida always insisted on letting the Faded One leave. Magri could only reluctantly leave.

On the way to Morn City, corpses littered the fields, and as far as the eye could see were the remains of a fierce battle between hybrid demihumans and humans.

Occasionally, a few demi-humans rushed from the direction of Morn City, but they were all shot in the head by Nok's arrow.

"No matter how many times I see it, your archery skills are amazing." Magri admired.

Nok ignored Magli and rolled his eyes at him.

"What's wrong?" Magli wondered.

"Don't you want to stay with the eldest lady of the city?" Knock said, "Why are you following me?"

Maglinana: "They don't want me."

Nok raised his head and said, "We should ask her to intercede and ask the officer guarding the gate to let us go to the other side."

Magri added: "Haida asked us to come together."

"You're right, we should all be together. I'm tired. You can fight the remaining demi-humans yourself." Nok put down his bow and arrow with an expressionless expression.

"Why did you tire so quickly today? Didn't it mean that archers are stronger than knights?" Magri muttered, raising his shield spear to the front of the formation to block the menacing demi-humans.

When Nok was idle, he found Wuming unfolding the handkerchief, holding a corner with one hand, and looking at it intently.

"Could you be any more disgusting?" Nock said.

Wuming said: "What are you thinking? I'm not looking at the snot."

"Read other people's letters?" Nock became even more contemptuous, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​wiping your nose with other people's letters?"

"I'm just feeling the breath of the handkerchief." Wuming said.

Nok took a few steps away from Wu Ming:

"As for that, it's just a woman. It's as if you two have been charmed."

Nameless said:

"There is blood on this handkerchief."

"so what?"

"Smell it and see if it smells like Haida's body." Wuming handed the handkerchief to Nok.

"Keep your snot away from me!" Nok took a few steps away.

"My nose is not good, I want you to smell it for me." Wuming put away the handkerchief regretfully, "You know, blood is the carrier of the soul, and we can feel each other's soul through the blood."

"Sounds very Necromancer-esque," Nok said.

Wuming said: "I always feel... the soul in this blood is very gentle. It is different from Haida, so it shouldn't be her blood."

"Then it's not her blood. She looks fine, not injured." Nok sneered, "She is well protected."

A small malicious glance revealed by the nameless Nok:

"Do you also think that Haida is not gentle?"

"Intuition." Nock said, "I have seen many women like that. They appear to be pure and kind, and men still believe them."

Wuming felt that Nok was a bit too extreme, but looking at Magri and then Nok, he wisely chose to shut up.
Chapter completed!