Avengers Series I Sinking

You can feel the rhythm of life.

This person is still alive, just lost consciousness, but who is she?

"It's a person."

The boy said towards the carriage, as if he was asking for the opinions of the people in the carriage.

"Bring her up, sir."

Although he is young, he can be regarded as a young man who has seen all kinds of worlds. He is not afraid of this kind of thing, but rather curious.

The boy put the umbrella aside, and carefully turned the girl who was lying prone on the ground over, trying not to touch the dislocated arm. He grabbed the girl's right arm with his left hand, and stretched his right hand to the girl's back. Pulling it up from the ground, try to let the girl lean on his body to prevent her from slipping.

Due to the age gap, the girl's height is slightly higher than the boy's. The boy clearly felt that the girl's aura was very weak. If she was left alone like this, the consequences would be disastrous.

Bringing the girl into the carriage, the blond girl and the boy worked together to make her lie flat on one side of the seat, while the boy sat beside the blond girl.

The carriage began to move again in the rain.

The blond girl looked at the man covered in injuries. From the appearance, she should be an oriental person. Considering her current physical condition, she must have gone through a difficult battle.

"Who is she?"

The boy asked while wiping the rain off his face, and the girl shook her head with a helpless expression.

"When she wakes up, you'll know."

The blond girl took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, and carefully cleaned the scars and mud on the girl's face. Even in a coma, her brows were still furrowed.

Perhaps because of feeling the temperature from the girl's hand, the corners of the unconscious girl's mouth moved slightly, but she still didn't open her eyes.

The blond girl leaned forward, put her ear close to the girl's mouth, and listened carefully to the girl's voice.

"I...can't die...live..."

After that, there was no more sound.

The blond girl doesn't know what kind of experience she has experienced, but one thing is clear, her desire to survive is very strong, and she has an absolute reason to live.

Maybe he will be a very interesting person, the girl who thought so couldn't help showing a smile.

"Anything funny?"

"Nothing, I'm just very curious about her future."

"Um?"

The brown-haired boy has never been able to guess what the blonde girl is thinking. Even though he has known her for many years, in fact, there are almost no people who can really understand this girl. She always gives people a mysterious feeling. It's also an incomprehensible answer.

Even so, I have to admit that this person is the most powerful person I have ever seen. No matter what kind of things I encounter, I can solve them easily in her hands. Even if I sit on a chair and drink black tea, I can solve difficult problems problem solved.

I still remember the first time I saw her. After so many years, I have grown taller, but her appearance has not changed at all, as if time has stopped on her body. It is said that when I was not born , she is already like this.

The young man didn't know the hidden meaning of that smile just now, but it made him wonder if saving the injured girl was the right choice.

The girl was still carrying out her own plan in Academy City before, but at this moment, she was lying in a carriage thousands of kilometers away from Japan. She must have lost consciousness and hadn't expected her current situation.

The belief in revenge has always supported her, otherwise she would have died as early as in the research institute.

What kind of changes will be brought to her life by the boy and girl who saved her at this time, and what impact her existence will have on them, everything is unknown.

17

17. part...

In the warm and bright room, the tea-haired girl lay quietly on the soft princess bed. The scratches on her face had been treated, but her lips were still slightly pale.

The girl has been lying on the bed like this for a few days. Although her physical condition is much better, if she keeps falling asleep, nothing will change.

Maybe it was because she realized that it was impossible to go on like this, maybe it was just pure thirst, maybe it was because she smelled the faint scent of lavender, the girl on the bed moved her eyelids slightly.

Stubbornly opened his eyes, his thinking couldn't keep up with his vision, and he was in a daze for a full minute.

It wasn't until I fully woke up that I realized that I was still alive, and lying on the comfortable big bed, the silk was soft and light to the touch, and I suddenly felt a little dependent.

He moved his body slightly, although the pain was still there, but his ability to move was not lost.The dislocated arm had already been put in a plaster cast, so he raised his movable right hand and removed the towel from his forehead.

Looking at his fingers, he concentrated his strength on his fingertips. Although it was weak, blue lightning still appeared.

The ability is still there, the girl is a little relieved, if even the ability is lost, then she really has nothing.

Although I still want to stay on the bed to seek warmth, but the fact tells me that I must figure out the current situation.

My memory still stays on that rainy night, when I boarded a plane to Russia in order to avoid being hunted down, I jumped out of the plane when I arrived in Russia, and I can’t remember what happened after I barely landed.

Is this Russia?I was saved by someone else.

I can't lie down like this anymore. Before I figure it out, I should be more vigilant. After all, this place is no longer Academy City, and I am not the third most loved one.

When I lifted the quilt, I found that all the clothes on my body had been changed, and the calf was still wrapped with bandages. Because I hadn't exercised for a long time, my body was very stiff.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for the recovery of body functions.

The girl looked around, this is a very well-lit room, different from her dormitory, it is several times the size of the dormitory, both the decoration and the furnishings exude an elegant and classic atmosphere, especially this comfortable princess bed, the room The whole looks very much like the room where the nobles in the middle ages lived in the book.

If she hadn't experienced it herself, the girl would never have imagined that she would wake up in such a luxurious room one day, like a little girl who accidentally broke into a fairy tale and became a beautiful princess overnight.

But I will never become a princess, because I have given up my innocence and innocence, and replaced them with armor and spears, just a warrior who lives for revenge.

Picking up the coat on the bed and draping it over her body, she walked cautiously towards the door.Pushing the door open a small crack, he dared not step out until he was sure that there was no one outside the door.

Standing at the door of the room, he looked at the scenery in front of him in disbelief.I thought the room behind me could already be regarded as aristocratic, but I didn't expect the scenery outside to be even more breathtaking.

The room I woke up in was just the tip of the iceberg of the entire manor. The courtyard in front of the door was even more aristocratic. Golden daisies outlined the passages connecting each room, and white fences protected unnamed flowers and plants. A small artificial fountain in the middle makes the whole courtyard full of vitality.

Along the cobblestone path to the edge of the fountain, I reached out and touched my thirsty lips, as if waiting for the water to moisturize.

Stretch out your hand, let the sprayed water get wet, gather the water little by little in the palm of your hand, bring your lips close to your hand, a cool sweetness flows into your heart, and your spirit is much clearer.

Just as I was about to taste the long-lost nectar again, an elegant voice sounded, although it was in English.

"There is good black tea here, do you want to try it?"

English is a piece of cake for Miqin. Looking at the reputation, there is a girl in a light pink dress standing in the place where she just stood. She looks like a typical Westerner. She should be older than herself. A few years old, with blond hair hanging down to her ankles, she exudes the temperament of a noble daughter.

Although I don't know what kind of mentality the other party is holding to save me who is unconscious, and I don't feel the danger from her body, but out of instinct, my eyes are still full of vigilance.

The blond girl seemed to be aware of the vigilance here, but she just smiled and didn't approach, and walked towards the corridor on the other side.

Mikoto followed behind the blond girl, keeping a certain distance from her, and she didn't dare to relax rashly until she was clear about the other party's intentions.

Walking through the long corridor, I followed the girl to the other side of the courtyard, and saw the girl sitting down in front of a stone table.There was an exquisite and small tea set on the stone table. The girl filled the teacup in front of her and put another teacup on the opposite side, signaling her to sit down with a look.

The girl wasn't so timid that she didn't dare to do anything. Since she saved herself, she shouldn't do anything to her. Thinking of this, she sat down obediently.

The blond girl on the opposite side sipped the black tea in the cup, looking extremely enjoying it.

The girl raised the cup with one hand, brought it to her mouth and took a sip. It seemed good. Unlike the clear water just now, besides the lingering tea fragrance, there was also a hint of warmth.

"It really is good tea."

The girl couldn't help but praise. Of course, in order to make the other party understandable, she also used English to talk.

The moment he put down the cup, his eyes were attracted by the strange pattern on the edge of the stone table, he stroked the texture on it, and tried to recall the pattern he just saw on the promenade and the similar words on the building, not so much design In order to make the manor look more beautiful, the teachers