I Like This Dream!

Chris stopped and began to wonder if he had been too reckless.

Every July 1st is Saint Cecil's Day, and the first half of the month before and after the festival is the annual summer vacation for the troops on the Thebes Defense Line. Many people will come to Abori, the largest city closest to the defense line, which offers great income and a lot of conflict. This month is the busiest day for the Albery Patrol Team, so after the army's holidays are over, the Patrol Team also has a month off.

On his first vacation since joining the police force, Chris declined the invitations from his colleagues and headed north alone. He spent a month's salary on the teleportation array and arrived at Alinggu, the northernmost point of Yamenan, on the third day of the holiday.

He has important things to do.

Alinggu is the place with the strongest religious atmosphere in the Armenan Kingdom. It is not only the location of the "Shepherd's Cradle" St. Andrew's Seminary, but also the residence of His Majesty the Pope. Everyone in the city is a very devout believer, and they are happy to tell travelers how to make a pilgrimage.

But it's another thing to find out what goes on in seminary. The seminary stands on the top of a mountain, isolated from the world, and appears to the citizens to be a complete existence in the clouds. These devout believers have deep respect for the "future priest" and feel that he is a person who cannot be discussed. Chris' inquiry met with obstacles everywhere. No one knew what happened in the seminary, let alone how Anna Sullivan was treated.

No one here knew about the Sullivan tragedy, which caused a sensation in Abery and is still widely rumored. Speaking of Sullivan, the only one known to believers is Saint Sullivan.

"Nearly all of Sullivan's people were killed," Chris told them.

"God bless!" The landlady murmured and prayed for a while, then comforted: "God must have called them away, and they will no longer have to suffer. His Excellency St. Sullivan will definitely bless his descendants!"

Chris was so excited that he climbed up the snow mountain. He came to the grand gate of St. Andrew's Theological Seminary, but was told that he was not allowed to enter without permission, and that he could not inquire. The doorman was an inexperienced ascetic, and Chris saw that he would call someone if he asked for more, so he had to leave in a hurry.

The only thing that was known was that Anna Sullivan was in the college. When he heard the name, the guard's face turned ugly. It seems that the Pleasant Murderer did not repent after entering seminary. What is happening to her now? What did she do? Why was she pardoned in a private trial? Why did she commit parricide? These questions have troubled Chris for a long time, and he still feels uneasy.

He still came to the seminary the next day, packed a day's worth of dry food, and walked around the seminary, trying to find a breakthrough. The same goes for the next day. The seminary occupies the entire top of the mountain, and many places are guarded. Chris was almost discovered by rangers several times. It was unusually cold in the mountains. The temperature in July was almost the same as the winter temperature in Abery. Chris almost suffered from the cold in the summer. These are not big problems. What makes him frustrated is that he has found nothing. The ascetic monks are silent and the seminary students do not go out at all. Chris has wasted half of his vacation. Not to mention doing justice for God, he does not even have the name Anna Sullivan. Heard that.

Maybe I take it too much for granted. Chris smiled bitterly and said, I am just a member of the patrol team. I have no power or connections here. Can I expect Anna Sullivan to fall from the sky?

boom!

An animal fell from a tree and hit a bush, making a "wtf" sound... Huh?

Chris rushed over and turned the man he thought was an animal over. This man's black robe was torn and torn by branches, and his face was dirty, but Chris was immediately stunned when he saw it. He wiped off the stains on the other person's face and exclaimed: "Anna Sullivan?!"

The one who fell from the sky was not the witch of the academy.

An Xu crawled out of the hole and found himself outside the college. In front of us are lush green woods. There are no classmates who can steal food, and there is no cafeteria that can be sneaked into.

Today's meal will not be distributed until the evening, and An Xu feels that he cannot wait a second. She decided to go to the jungle to find food. The woods are great. There are treasures in the woods, including mushrooms, bird eggs, rabbits and so on. To be honest, she feels that she can eat ten rabbits in one sitting now, even if they are raw. No matter how bad it is, there are more types of grass that can be eaten here.

But of course it is better to eat bird eggs if they are available. Anxu sincerely wants to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sugared eggs, tea eggs, preserved eggs, salted duck eggs, ah, she can eat salted duck eggs lightly. When you shine it against the light, you can see that the empty end is cracked open, and the shell and the outer membrane are peeled off, revealing the smooth and white protein inside. I picked up the chopsticks and poked them. The salted duck egg protein made by my grandma was soft. The chopsticks sank in immediately, and golden egg oil gushes out from the depressions... If I think about it anymore, my mouth will not only drool, but I will cry. Anxu suddenly became distracted and focused on looking for the bird's nest, his eyes flashing fiercely.

That's why she didn't remember to look for berries to fill her belly first, and why she tried her best to climb up the first tree with a bird's nest she found. After finding that the bird's nest was empty, she lost all her strength and fell straight down. Go down.

"Anna Sullivan?"

She was turned over and heard someone calling her. An Xu opened his eyes with a dying breath. Regardless of who the other person was, he stretched out his hand to grab the other person's trouser leg and said miserably: "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry..."

Falling share? Shame? What is dignity, can it be eaten? She was so hungry that she could hardly speak!

Chris was shocked. He never expected to see such a scene when they reunited.

Miss Sullivan wore shackles on her hands, the kind of chains of divine punishment worn by ascetics and sinners. Her best golden wool-like hair seemed to have been randomly twisted off, leaving only a short stubble, randomly branched into pieces, and dirty and stuck together. The body that was once dressed in the finest materials was wrapped in a dirty homespun black robe. The cuffs and collar were stretched out, revealing the skinny body underneath. She didn't look like she had grown at all, but instead looked thinner and skinny.

The devil who laughed after killing seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a weak girl here, begging him for something to eat in a low voice.

Chris was confused for a moment, took out the remaining lunch in his arms, and handed the small piece of black bread to the other party. The girl's eyes lit up, she took a bite, and quickly began to devour it, almost choking herself. Fortunately, Chris was well prepared and handed over the water bag. Anna lay on the ground eating until her cheeks were bulging, with a happy face, like a hamster.

Chris grabbed the robe and tried to help her up, but he tore the robe with a scoff. The girl's back was exposed at the torn part of the black robe. You could see the protruding spine, as well as the purple scars all over the pale skin, and the whip wounds that had healed into scars. Chris suddenly thought of the stray cats he had fed when he was a child. Their fur was covered with scars and they were so thin that their bones could be seen. Later, they were locked in a cabinet by their cousin for fun and starved to death. Chris felt sick to his stomach.

He took off his coat and wrapped An Yan tightly. The girl was still concentrating on eating, and did not react at all when her robe was torn or when her coat was put on. Chris felt a pain in his heart. It wasn't that he suddenly had any feelings for this person. It was just the most common human sympathy and regret, like watching a swan in trouble.

——If An Xu knew what the other person was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud to ruin the atmosphere. "Swan? How many days ago have you been able to see sewage-smelling swans. Wow, the taste of the protagonist who hasn't showered for several months is a bit too strong." She would say this. Yes, there is a bathroom in the confessional room, which is enough to go to the toilet and wash your face. Don't think about taking a shower. The people who designed it didn't expect to lock people in it for the first few months. She was brought out three days ago, and the smell was simply...the people in the Discipline Hall allowed her to take a bath without permission, probably because they were afraid that she would stun the ascetic monks.

Anxu had not been hungry for long. He was so thin mainly because of his strong mental strength and overloaded body. As for the wounds on her body, the fresh bruises looked scary, but she didn't feel any pain. It was better to say that the lack of pain was the culprit. Human beings feel pain for self-protection. Miss Sullivan does not feel pain. It is neither mild nor severe. So far, she can only manage not to break bones. It’s a bumpy ride, there’s really nothing we can do.

Chris took a deep breath, warning himself not to be blinded by compassion. He still hasn't figured out the truth. Should he let down his guard just because the sinner looks pitiful? But this shocking reunion made him full of vigilance and hostility. When he calmed down and thought about it carefully, there were many doubts in the Sullivan tragedy and the subsequent handling. He should not have been biased in convicting the suspect from the beginning.

While he was thinking about it, Miss Sullivan had finished his lunch. "Thank you!" She said softly, licking her lips and licking all the crumbs from her mouth. After doing all this, the girl looked at Chris expectantly. Her pair of sparkling light gold eyes were as overwhelming as a stray cat looking into your pocket. Chris somehow put his hand into his arms again. He fumbled in his pockets and took out nothing for a long time. He took out his free hand in shame, and the other person's eyes immediately dimmed.

"Do you know where there is a bird's nest?" she asked softly, "I can climb up and give you half."

“This season’s chicks have all hatched,” Chris reminded.

"A bird is fine, a roasted bird..." The girl took a sip of saliva and said longingly, "I just want to eat an egg or meat. I just saw a rabbit coming. It ran so fast that I couldn't catch it. Ah, roast rabbit, just one bite is enough, it should be roasted until it is burnt red and dripping with oil..."

At this point, her stomach growled again, and this look of a tortured child was really uncomfortable for Chris to see. He pursed his lips and asked, "Where have you seen rabbits?"

Fifteen minutes later Chris set up the grill, used a dagger to peel off the rabbit's fur, and threaded it through branches to bake. The area here has been cleaned up by the priests a long time ago, and the threatening large alien beasts have been cleared away, leaving only small species, such as the wind rabbit that is difficult to eradicate. There are a huge base of rabbits spread throughout Yamenan, with many subspecies, and it is inevitable that many strange beasts will be born among them. Fortunately, their superpower is basically just running fast. Chris skillfully dismembered the roasted rabbit and placed the edible parts on a large plucked leaf. Finally cutting into the head, he found that there was no crystal core inside.

It seemed that it was a subspecies whose seed core was not in the head. Chris turned to look at the cut parts, and was surprised to find that most of the flesh on the leaves had long disappeared. Miss Sullivan devoured it silently, and when he looked at her in surprise, she opened her mouth to the last leg without biting it, and put it back on the blade with some shyness. It is true that one knows honor and disgrace when one has enough food and clothing.

Chris cut open the last leg. There was no crystal core inside. He quickly raised his head to look at the other person. Miss Sullivan was hiccupping happily and couldn't see anything wrong.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" he asked cautiously.

Alien beasts all have crystal nuclei, but the crystal nuclei are not for eating. It is more like a spell-casting material, and the superpower user temporarily extracts the energy from it to replenish the superpower. Different people and different crystal nuclei have a saturation value, and they can no longer be used after reaching a certain level. There is a quenched product of alien beast crystal nuclei circulating in the black market, which is called "devil's blood". This can be used to drink. There is a certain chance that people can gain supernatural powers, but the drug has violent properties and a high fatality rate. The toxicity of crystal nuclei is evident.

"No, it's very comfortable. Thank you!" An Xu said inarticulately, "You are such a good person!"

This is probably just an ordinary rabbit that runs a little fast, right? Chris thought uncertainly, considering that he killed the rabbit with a flying stone not long after it appeared, it would be difficult to tell whether this thing has special powers or not.

"You're welcome. You..." Chris moved his lips and swallowed his original question, "Are you a student at St. Andrew's Seminary?"

"Yes. I'm An." An Xu nodded, licking his fingers uncontrollably and feeling healed by the long-lost feeling of fullness. If she had a tail, she would be wagging all the time and purring happily from her throat. She then raised her head and looked at her savior. Oh, this angel looks pretty good, right?

You can't blame her, she was so hungry just now that her eyes were filled with stars, and then she was blinded by the handsome roast rabbit. Now she was full and thinking... Well, now she had the strength to pay attention to who her savior was. He was a very tall young man, with a youthful and soft face, bright short golden hair, and blue eyes, which were different from Lance's gray blue, as blue as the sea. I should have raised my head just now, An Xu thought angrily, this face is too much for food.

In short, a handsome guy. An Xu had already begun to think about which celebrity's face he had brought in, and after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure it out.

"I'm Chris Field," he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the melodious sound of bells came from far away. An Xu said "Ah", stood up hurriedly, and said, "I have to go back first! It will be bad if they find out that I ran out."

The more important reason was that she would not be able to receive the food distributed at night. After being hungry, Anxu completely became a patient with hamster disease and was eager to save all the food he could get. But it seems a bit embarrassing to tell this handsome guy about this reason. Chris was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you ready to go back?"

"Yes." An Xu said without thinking, "I sneaked out because I was too hungry. I still have to go back. How about we meet tomorrow? I will definitely repay you when I have the chance!"

Chris looked at her and indeed heard heart sounds that matched the language spoken. He nodded with a complicated expression and said, "I'll take you back. We'll meet at the same time tomorrow."

The matter was settled.