The door to the room was closed tightly, and a sour and bitter medicinal smell permeated the cold sea water in the depth of winter. Even though she was wrapped in a thick blanket, the young girl still felt that her hands and feet were frozen, her blood was stagnant, and she could not even breathe.
It was like panting in a world of ice and snow, stained by rough ice. Although she had never seen snow, she had only seen descriptions of it in books, because it would not snow in the Mirror of the Blue Sea, only wind and snow.
Raging and roaring thousands of miles away in the Northern Territory.
She curled up, clasping her knees with her hands, sitting on the sofa by the fireplace, ignoring the faint light emitting from the sky blue stone in the lamp, and staring quietly at the ceiling above her head. The material of the stone was a little gray, emitting light from the wall lamp.
The shimmer of light melted into one, and immediately mixed into a dark, ink-like paint color, like a shadow crawling in the corner, which was eerie. But those were actually traces of ancient abyssal rocks formed by years of seawater erosion, let alone
It is only the most common and ordinary building material in the deep-sea world. Even fluorite and seastone, known as the "jewels of the gods", may not be able to withstand the power of time.
This year there are more than last year, and last year there were more than the year before. Soon, maybe the entire ceiling will be occupied by shadows. The girl's eyes have not changed much, they are still as quiet and focused, as if they are staring at something that cannot be missed in life.
The same thing. At the same time, she was counting silently in her heart: one, two, three, four... fifty-seven, fifty-eight...
When the hundredth weak heartbeat was counted, the door of the room was knocked on time. Then, without waiting for her to respond, the person who knocked on the door gently pushed the door open with his foot, and then walked away holding a pot of potion in both hands.
Came in - yes, it was a pot, and it had just been boiled. It was steaming, as if it was about to dry up the nearby sea water.
The girl who just entered the room was slightly older than the girl sitting by the fireplace. She hummed and put the iron pot in her hand on the table. The moment she let go, she made a low roar. The girl frowned slightly,
Finally, he withdrew his gaze from the ceiling, glanced down, and found that the potion in the pot was a suspicious dark purple color, with large and small bubbles popping out, and there were many suspicious materials floating in the pot: grass roots, seaweed,
Shells, even animal internal organs, etc.
Although she was young but had a precocious mind, Rorona couldn't help sighing: "What kind of medicine is this?"
"My mother asked the great elder of the Baro fish tribe for the secret recipe." Galenie chuckled: "According to the great elder, any disease can be cured. It was through this secret recipe that he became an elder.
, he has cured thousands if not tens of thousands of clan members over the past few decades. My mother accepted his secret recipe and rewarded him with a hundred seahorses and twenty sets of cavalry armor."
How many of them have not been cured?
This thought flashed through Rorona's mind, but she didn't ask. She recalled it carefully, and her expression gradually became weird: The Balor fishman tribe, if I remember correctly, still retains the original tribal system, right?
Not only does it have no cultural heritage, but most of the tribe members are intellectually uncivilized savages, who have always been looked down upon by other deep-sea aliens. Rorona does not mean to discriminate, but this kind of tribe has not even developed the concepts of herbal medicine and basic care.
, can you really give me any reliable secret recipe?
She asked: "What are the ingredients of the prescription?"
Galene glanced at her sister sympathetically: "The bile and gallbladder of sea-breeding insects."
"..."
"It's okay." Galenie patted her shoulder: "If you really don't want to drink it, just pour it out secretly. I won't tell my mother."
"Then the reward given by mother is wasted, isn't it?" Luo Lona smiled and shook her head: "Besides, sea breath insects are not poisonous. Even if this pot of medicine cannot cure my disease, there will be no problem.
It’s just——”
She paused here, picked up a teaspoon from the side, scooped a spoonful into the pot, and drank it gracefully like drinking tea. Then her face immediately wrinkled up like a bitter melon, and she struggled to squeeze out a sentence from her mouth.
He said: "It's just a little bitter."
Sea worms are known as the most unpopular creatures in the deep sea, and there is only one reason for this: they are very bitter.
From the epidermis to the blood to the internal organs, everything is bitter, and the most bitter ones, the gallbladder and bile, are said to be so bitter that even vegetarians who eat meat and vegetables are so bitter that they vomit. The pot of medicine in front of Rorona has been specially processed.
, except for the version that has a lot of bitterness, it still makes the girl's tongue feel astringent, and her entire sense of taste is numb, which is super uncomfortable.
Thinking of drinking all the potion, Galenie, as her sister, felt uncomfortable for her, so she reached out her hand, patted her sister's shoulder gently, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work, Luo Le."
Na."
"It's not hard." After a little relief from the bitter taste of the medicine, although the tip of her tongue was still a little numb, Rorona still said to her sister with a smile: "I just need to drink the medicine. The one who really has the hard work is my mother.
Sandro-sama and my sister are the right ones. After all, you have been taking care of my illness."
"That's what I say, but drinking medicine is also very hard. Besides..."
Jiale Ni suddenly stopped and stopped talking.
But Rorona understood what she wanted to say.
Moreover, so far, no matter whether it is my mother, Lord Sandro, or other subjects who are worried about the condition of the Second Princess, the prescriptions they have obtained from ancient books, secret scriptures and hearsay have actually been ineffective.
The disease of the girl in front of me seems to be incurable by artificial means. The simplest colds and fevers cannot be cured; lungs and heart disease involving body organs and blood cannot be cured either; one can only wait for her to recover naturally.
.There are even stone skin disease and crystal ash disease that are almost equivalent to a death sentence for other mirror elves. The former will cause the mirror elves to be unable to absorb oxygen in the seawater through the pores on the body surface, and gradually suffocate to death; while the latter will cause
As a result, their origin stones gradually dimmed and cracked, and they directly lost the qualification to live in the sea. When these two diseases first appeared in Rorona, almost everyone pessimistically believed that there was no cure for the Second Princess.
However, in the end, they healed naturally as time went by.
This is an incredible thing. When will stone skin disease and crystal ash disease be cured naturally? If they could, they would not be regarded as terminal diseases by the mirror elves, leaving countless excellent doctors unable to do anything.
But this kind of miracle did happen to Rorona.
This has caused many people to start to think about whether the reason why the Second Princess is plagued by illness is her weak constitution that has not improved since she was born, or another more special factor? For example...
"Curse."
Galene suddenly said, she was sitting on the chair next to her sister, separated from her by the pot of suspicious medicinal soup with dark purple bubbles, her voice was a little low: "I heard that Mother and Sandro
It has been gradually determined that what is bothering you is not a disease, but some kind of evil curse, which cannot be cured by ordinary methods. So recently, they are asking the royal court clerk and the keeper of the books in the library to
Searching through the records left over from ancient times and trying to find a way to undo the curse may be more effective than simple drug treatment."
After hearing this, Rorona was silent for a while and whispered: "That's it."
"What's the matter, Rorona?" Galene looked back at her sister: "You don't seem very happy?"
But this is obviously a good thing, right?
At least, when all methods of treating the disease have been tried but have no effect, changing your thinking is a good choice.
"Unhappy?" Rorona slowly shook her head: "No. I'm not unhappy."
"Come on." Galene stretched out her hand, pinched her cheek, and snorted: "I'm your sister, do you think you can hide it from me? Tell me why you're unhappy! If you don't tell me,
If so, I will..."
"Just what?"
"Just tickle you!"
"Yeah, haha, no, don't do this, sister, ha... I'll just tell you."
Galne then took back her sinful little hands, as if she had never done anything, waiting for her sister's explanation.
Rorona raised her head again, looked at the dim and gray ceiling, and said softly: "Because I don't like this statement."