Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: back to the city
"call......."
With a long breath of hot breath, Char's snow-white brows wrinkled slightly, and then he wrapped his coat around the baby girl's body.
The snowstorm was really too big. Walking here would consume a lot of calories every moment. Char didn't know how long the baby girl had been lying in the snow, but just in case, he still put his
The coat was taken off.
Char looked at the slope in front of him. The angle of the slope was not very large, but in such bad weather, if he forced himself to walk on it, he would very likely be blown down by the violent wind.
Maybe there are ice cubes hidden under the snow, and an accidental slip will cause extremely serious consequences, but...
The sound of howling snow suddenly disappeared, and within ten meters of Char, the snowflakes became calm one after another. This was the blessing of Char's holy tree named [Apocalypse], which can control the weather within a certain range.
As long as there was no strong wind that was blowing all the time, and with Char's years of experience walking in the wild and his physical fitness, it would not be difficult to walk up this slope.
Thinking this way, Char squatted down slightly, adjusted his center to his lower body, and ensured that he would not fall easily. Then he climbed up the slope carefully step by step. He still held the baby girl in his arms. If he lost his footing,
If he fell down from here, nothing would happen to him, but it was hard to say what would happen to this fragile baby.
If he wanted to be more prudent, he would choose to bypass this slope and go up from another place. But above the slope, when the life and death of the carriage owner was still uncertain, he could only move forward with a little risk.
After walking for about five minutes, Char finally climbed up from the bottom of the slope, and the smell of blood in the air became more intense.
I saw the broken carriage stuck in the snow, with a dazzling red stain on the snow. Char found some drag marks. If he followed these drag marks, he would probably be able to catch up with the creature that attacked the carriage.
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But what's the point of chasing after her? Judging from the traces at the scene, the owner of the carriage who was attacked was definitely dead. Perhaps it was because he knew there was no way to survive that he pushed the baby girl down the slope.
If I hadn't happened to pass by here, the baby girl would have froze to death in the cold snow.
Thinking of this, Charles checked the baby girl's condition again. Unexpectedly, some conditions were revealed during this check, and his expression couldn't help but change.
This baby girl seems to be sick!
Now there is no time to chase the creature. Char must find a way to get back to a populated place in the shortest possible time, and then find an experienced and reliable doctor.
He knew where to find a reliable doctor. The only problem was how he could get back to the city quickly.
Recalling the road back, Charles began to walk towards the trade road in his memory. As long as he could find the trade road, he could follow it back to the city.
This place is not far from the trade road, just a little off. Within three minutes, the trade road covered by the blizzard appeared in Char's sight.
After roughly judging the direction, Charles walked towards the south. Not long after, a slightly worn-out road sign appeared in his field of vision.
After seeing this road sign, Char's anxiety disappeared a lot, because the next road was familiar to him.
Taking out a broken wooden board that he had collected from the wreckage of the carriage, Char used a hunting knife to simply process it.
He hollowed out part of the inside of the board so that he could stand in the center, and then trimmed away some edges and corners that would affect balance and sliding speed.
To take the main road from the commercial road, you have to go around in a big circle and walk down from the top. At this time, Charles had no intention of taking the commercial road honestly.
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As we all know, the road most familiar to humans is the way home, so Char is far more familiar with this section of the journey than other places. He knows how to go back as quickly as possible.
Holding the baby girl firmly in his arms, Char stood on the makeshift skateboard with his legs and gently pushed it on the snow with his hands.
"rustle......."
The skateboard tilted forward slightly. After encountering a downhill slope, it began to accelerate downward with the help of gravity.
The howling snow wind blew against Char's face. It seemed that this was not the first time he had done this. He controlled the skateboard under his feet very skillfully and rowed towards the distant city of Freimures.
A few minutes later, with the guard responsible for guarding the city gate looking used to it, Char slowly stopped at the city gate.
"How dare you use your skateboard to come down on such a snowy day without fear of anything happening." The guard looked at Char walking towards him and said, but as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something was wrong.
"Why haven't you even put on your cotton clothes? What's that in your arms?"
"Don't ask so many questions, I want to go find a doctor first." Charles said angrily to the guard, and showed the guard a look at the baby girl in his arms.
"Picked up on the road, her family is likely to have been killed," Char said.
"Oh, poor child." The guard said subconsciously, and then put Char into the city.
After walking into the city, Charles came to a medical clinic with ease, pushed open the door of the room and walked in...
The world of memory suddenly became blurry at this point. It seemed that Char was no longer very clear about the next memory. Just when this memory was about to disappear completely, Lu Qing suddenly realized that there seemed to be a small section of memory that had not been presented.
She mobilized the [Dream Maker] skill of the Extraordinary Sequence Nightmare to temporarily stabilize this memory. As this memory stabilized, the picture in front of Lu Qing became clear again.
"Sneeze!" Charles sneezed heavily. The day after he came back from the blizzard last time, he found that he had a cold.
The reason is probably because he took off his coat and rode a skateboard in the blizzard to catch the wind. He probably got cold at that time.
"Aaaaaaaaaaah..." A sound of baby crying sounded from the room on the second floor.
"Alas..." Charles sighed slightly, stood up, and walked towards the room on the second floor.
I don’t know if it was because he wet the bed this time, or because he was hungry, or for some other reason. Richard has gradually gotten used to it these days.
"It turns out that taking care of a baby is such a troublesome thing..." Charles thought.
These days, he has found out the baby's identity, and also knows that the baby's grandfather is living in a small town in Frémures. However, when he arrived there, the old man had already heard about the death of his son and daughter.
, passed away too sadly.
So he had no choice but to take care of the baby girl. After coming out of the orphanage, he didn't want the baby girl to experience the life in the orphanage anymore.
"Qingrou, don't cry, don't cry, let me see..." Chaer pushed away Fang Qingrou's room and said with a smile on his face.