"How is it? Is there still hope for little Jenny?" Hannah asked anxiously after the other party stopped casting spells.
"Give her last wish. I'm leaving first. This place is not suitable for me." Charles put away his ram's horn staff and walked out of the palace without looking back.
In his eyes, his sister is the biggest crisis. He has been exhausted mentally and physically after years of seeking medical treatment without any results, let alone feeling compassion for people he knows well.
But when he was about to leave, he froze in place. He saw a little girl who looked to be in her teens, kneeling on her knees, completely ignoring the eyes of others.
Familiar sacred chants came from his mouth, and the bronze angel statue on his chest reflected the setting sun. But a carriage passing by quickly broke this beautiful picture, like a dead fly floating in a wine glass. p>
Archon Brooke scolded without manners. His steps were a little frivolous, but the direction he was heading was very clear. The adjutant who followed closely held the storage bag, his brows filled with sadness.
"These are the potions that the prince got from Aogu City. Let's try them all." Brooke breathed heavily and carefully knelt down beside the bed.
"Try both? Are you Jenny's father, or the God of Death!" His wife Spinoza burst into tears after hearing this, but she still sat on the ground blankly.
"What else? Should I just watch Jenny disappear? A woman's opinion!" Immediately, Brooke poured the potion into her daughter's mouth with her own hands. Every half an hour, only one potion was tried at a time.
The little girl Jenny is only seven years old. Her father is the consul of the Duchy of Knight, and her mother's best friend is the wife of the prince. What should have been a perfect life has changed dramatically two years ago.
Prince Caruso is a loyal supporter of King Ogu, but King Ogu and the Principality of Cisse have always been in opposition. As the Knight Consul, Brooke naturally became a thorn in the side of the hostile forces.
But the enemy did not choose to attack him directly. Instead, he twisted the blade towards his only flesh and blood, little Jenny, who was only five years old.
That night, magic wave surged in Fata City, and finally turned into a ray of light, which penetrated into little Jenny's body. But when Knight's cavalry arrived, only one body was recovered.
The curse is completed and the soul of the sacrifice is gone. Looking at the whole world, there are only three places to find such weird things. One is the troll witch doctor, the second is the orc shaman, and the third is the dark elf mage.
The Principality of Knight has always had a good relationship with Shimmer Forest, and purchases food from Wudun City every year. Coupled with the ambiguous relationship between the queen and the dark elves, the murderer is self-evident.
From that day on, little Jenny no longer had a playmate. She had a sad face all day long and kept pouring bowls of medicinal soup into her stomach.
But even the wisest Star City scholar asserts that he will not live past the age of seven, and that his last day will be as normal as a flower before it withers.
Today is little Jenny’s birthday, and if what is said is true, it will also be her last day of life. Although the two-year preparation period is very long, it is never enough for parents.
After pouring in an unknown number of bottles of potion, little Jenny finally opened her eyes, but at this time, her whole body was covered with strange lines.
The blood from the thighs continued to seep out from these lines, slowly dyeing the sheets bright red. The severe pain was like maggots in the tarsal bones, but little Jenny looked at Brooke with a smile, her eyes full of dependence.
"Dad, I am very happy today...Dad, I want to hear your story...Dad, am I going to die..." Little Jenny murmured to herself, and then fainted again.
Hannah closed her eyes, unable to bear to see the other person die. Spinoza cried silently, and his tears had already wet the ground beneath him.
"Tell a story? Okay, daddy will tell you a story now. Don't sleep, girl, daddy's story is very exciting." Brooke crushed the medicine bottle directly, and blood mixed with glass shards poured down.
Seeing this, the guards slowly closed the door. Although they were not as painful as the other party, they were still a little sad when they were parting between life and death.
To put it bluntly, little Jenny is just a victim of a struggle for power. But as a courtier, Brooke cannot blame the prince or even King Ogu for this resentment.
This is the pain that losers must experience, the only path for the weak, and the so-called helplessness and resignation of courtiers.
Brooke's voice was a little trembling, but her tone was extremely gentle. He told familiar stories one by one, but little Jenny seemed more and more that her end was approaching.
However, at this moment, the door to the room was slowly opened. Charles was seen walking in with a complicated look on his face, holding a ram's horn staff.
"This lady's name is Lulu. She is a high-level priest. Let's give it a try." The little girl behind Charles bowed and saluted, her shabby gray linen hood unable to hide her holy temperament.
"Dark Elf Curse, life is about to disappear." The little girl named Lulu frowned and said softly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned. Not many people knew about this matter. If the other party did not have some strength, they would never tell the key point just by taking a glance.
"Miss Lulu, you... no! If you have any way, please help me. I am her father." Brooke had already forgotten his identity as a consul and said with a bitter look on his face.<
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"Is there any way to make Jenny live a few more days? I can sacrifice my life." His wife Spinoza raised her head numbly and said softly.
I am not a Knight, but this trip came because of her. This is the will of the gods, and it is also the will of a priest. Give me three high-quality magic crystals, and then stay away from Jenny.
A dragon crystal flew out of Charles' hand. Hannah, Brooke, and Spinoza stood up and retreated to the corner. Pastor Lulu took off the bronze angel statue on her chest, and strands of golden light poured out.
There were no incantations or so-called magic wands. The sacred texts praising the gods echoed in the room, and the dragon crystal in Lulu's hand was cracked.
"Fate echoes!" The crisp bells penetrated the roof and rushed out of the palace. Finally, the holy sound rang out in Fata City.
The golden light gradually shrank, and finally it all converged into Jenny's body. Silks of black air came out of her body, and those weird lines quickly faded.
The dark elf's curse collapsed, and Jenny snored. A miracle came to Knight Palace, and everyone knelt down on one knee.
"Everyone's life is extremely precious. Say your last wish and I will fulfill it for you." Charles sighed, and his voice brought everyone back to the real world.
"Give me another dragon crystal, I want to walk around." Lulu looked at her translucent body at this time and replied with some sadness.
Time moved slowly, and the room was always silent. But the little girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes, and then turned to look at everyone.
"Father, mother, Aunt Hannah." The voice was so beautiful that Archon Brooke could no longer restrain his emotions. Tears kept pouring from his eyes, and the Archon's majesty was gone.
"I had a dream just now. Sister Angel saved me, but she disappeared." Little Jenny murmured, but her voice was drowned out by everyone's joy.
At this time, a petite figure was standing on the hurricane plain. The bronze angel statue on his chest was shaking slightly, and his eyes were always looking to the east.