Chapter 178: Blindfold M2
A forest, blue trees shine through the darkness.
Moonlight shone down on the ground.
A few creatures called out.
A bonfire was set amidst the darkness. The Gray Queen floated into the sky, illuminated by the light.
A boy named Seraph lay unconscious under a tree. The blood on his face had been wiped off.
His clothes were stained with blood, unable to be cleaned.
In the opposite direction of Seraph,
a horse with red and white eyes was staring at a white-haired girl.
A beauty no less than the others.
The horse, Tomen, looked on lazily, as if he needed to rest after running all day.
Pega sat still near the bonfire, grilling something.
In his hand, he held a skewer of fish. The fish weren't very large, but just right for a small eater.
Pega sat grilling two fried fish with a calm expression. "It'll probably take a long time." Should I wake this kid? He's been asleep for so long. He should wake up now, right?
Pega stared at the unconscious Seraph, who showed no signs of waking up.
Pega sighed. "I'm afraid I'll wake him, but I'm afraid he'll cause something more. According to the medical housekeeper's manual, it's written like this.
For those who have had an accident during a fight, it's recommended not to move the person. Let nature take its course.
Whatever position the person is in, leave him in that position."
Pega stuck the fish into the ground.
Holding each other's hands together.
His brows furrowed slightly. "No, if there's a wound over there, should he be moved to a comfortable position?"
Pega turned to look at Matorem. "Do you know how to handle an accident victim?"
Matorem lay there, not showing any signs of answering Peega.
Pega looked up at the sky. "Alright, take him to Pokraras Village. You'll find out. By the way, he's usually out at night. What should he do?
Pekka contemplated, picking up something and pulling it out.
It was the ring of the man in black, the treasure.
The ring was picked up, and Pekka stared at it.
Pekka poured spiritual energy into the ring.
The ring was activated, and something floated out of the ring.
Pekka stared at the valuables before him. First, there was a pile of gold, about ten gold pieces.
Next, there was something shaped like a horn, spiraling, and completely black.
Pekka examined the black spiral, curious and feeling that something was hidden within it.
"Hmm, what is this? It's completely black and rusty."
Pekka turned it around, examining it, but no matter how much he examined it, it didn't seem to change.
Pekka examined it for a while. "Then, it's called Khao Wan, because there's only one of its kind, and it's shaped like a sharp mountain." An unbreakable one, no, more like a mountain with a waterfall flowing like a whirlpool.
Pega laid him on the ground and looked at the third item. It was a purple teddy bear with round eyes.
A light purple teddy bear with green eyes and soft fur, like it was made from real fur.
Pega stroked the purple teddy bear. "Mmm, mmm, mmm. It feels like bear fur. Such a soft, youthful feeling. Perfect for making a blanket."
Pega hugged the purple teddy bear happily, a slight smile on his face.
Pega pulled it out and held it up to the sky. "Excellent, so cute. From now on, your name is Little Purple. You'll be with me forever."
Pega hugged Little Purple and looked at the third item.
It looked like a red blindfold with the word M2 written in white letters. A black string tied around its head to keep it from falling off. It could cover one eye.
Pega looked at this item, wondering. "As for this one, let's call it M2. Let me try it on a little." To be sure,"
Pega, with her curiosity and curiosity, when she saw such an interesting object in front of her, why didn't she think of testing it?
Pega picked up the M2 and held it. "Then let me try it out. Maybe if I put it on, it might look beautiful."
Pega put on the M2 blindfold. Once it was on, Pegasus stood up.
Pega looked at her right hand.
A voice in Pegasus's head entered her mind.
Pega's voice was the one speaking.
[This time, right now, you want to look cool, right? Me.
Show it! You're already cool!
Come on, Peka. A rare opportunity like this doesn't come around very often.
People will praise you, creatures will bow down.
The sun will shine, the moon will watch.
This is your stage. It's time to show yourself.
A villain is born, and the weak will scream.
It's time for a hero!!
Hero!
Hero!
Hero!
Hero!
Hero!
The stage begins.] A voice in Peka's head rang out. It was his own voice, as if trying to force Peka to do something.
Peka looked at his hands, their hands shaking. His face showed shock.
A small smile formed. The wind was blowing, for a moment.
In the moonlight, Peka lost to the voice in his head. It was like he wanted to do something.
Something unconventional, and he wanted to take action.
Peka raised his right hand to the sky.
Peka raised his left hand to the sky. Both hands clenched tightly.
The pressure was immense, squeezing his own hands.
Pega took a deep breath, as if he was gathering all his energy for this.
Pega kept his eyes closed, but he couldn't tell if he was asleep with the other eye.
Matorem saw the scene before him, his head tilted slightly in curiosity. It would be strange if he wasn't curious.
Pega opened his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs:
Aaaa ...
Pega's screams of venting echoed throughout the forest, her hands clenched tightly.
Pega, the girl who needed to vent, didn't take long for the voice to fade away.
Pega smiled and turned to look at Thorem. "I feel much more refreshed. Is this the voice in my head that tells me to break the wall? The wall is right in front of me.
The wall of normalcy?"
Thorem stood up, walked towards Pega and bent down.
Pega, relieved, smiled shyly. Pega quickly pulled off the blindfold.
"No way! How embarrassing! Luckily, one is a horse, the other is unconscious.
It's not that embarrassing. I'm sorry. I suddenly felt the need to vent."
Pega, Thorem's pony cub.
Pega quickly put her things back into the ring, leaving two things unchecked.
Pega quickly packed them up. He ran towards Seraph, and before he left, Peka picked up two fried fish.
Peka lifted Seraph onto the back of Torem.
Peka smiled after checking everything was in order.
Torem charged forward, accompanied by Peka, the Torem's rider.
"I feel better, but I won't do it again tomorrow. It's so embarrassing."
Peka rode his horse, a Thorem, with his cheeks slightly red from his shouting in the forest.
Soon, countless demons were staring at Peka.
Their bloodthirsty red eyes began to chase Peka.