I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

Li Ang was stunned.

He is still off the horse, holding a piece of the hem of his clothes that was cut off in his hand, looking at "Powys" on the horse in disbelief.

From his angle, he could just see the cold pale gold eyes of the silver-haired youth.

The person who only had eyes for him before, now looked at him with disgust and contempt, like looking at a pile of garbage.

Li Ang's head exploded with a "boom".He was obviously not attacked again, but it was more painful than the moment when the knife fell in Feit's hand.

While Adrian looked at the slightly distorted expression of the adventurer, he was thinking of another thing.

If he met Feit when he recognized the portrait at the gate of the city, how much trouble would Feit have suffered less?

This thought made Adrian feel uncontrollably sad.It's just that at the moment when people were coming and going, and passers-by were already looking at them, he didn't show any emotion, he just pulled the rein and said lightly: "Let's go."

The words were addressed to Faith.

Feit responded, and also pulled the rein.

During the whole process of Li Ang appearing and blocking people, he didn't even look at him.Until the back, two parallel horses were about to leave the city.Adrian moved forward a little, and in the blind spot of his sight, Feit turned his body and looked back.

He saw Li Ang still standing where he was.

Feit let out a low laugh, and pointedly slid his fingers towards the dagger at his waist.

This is his own saber, of course it has nothing to do with Li Ang.But when he moved, Li Ang's pupils narrowed, his face was pale, and the scene of a pool of blood in front of him, with familiar pieces of flesh falling into it, appeared again in his mind.

The flow of people who had been separated to the two sides due to his obstruction gradually gathered together.In the distance, the hooded man called out, "Vayt."

The brown-haired knight turned his head immediately.What happened next disappeared from Li Ang's vision.

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Traveling is not an easy task.Feit is better. As a qualified knight, he has experienced countless long journeys.Later, when he left the capital and looked for His Excellency the Duke, he never had a moment of peace.

But Adrian was different.

Riding for a long time requires a lot of physical strength.It would have been okay for him a year and a half ago, but when things happened to him now, before the iris flower barony was released, His Excellency the Duke felt the burning pain in his leg.

In the evening, the two set up camp, and Feit went out to hunt.Adrian intends to take advantage of this time to check the painful area.If you are really injured, take medicine as soon as possible.

The mental preparation is quite solid.But when I tried it, I realized that the pants had been clogged with blood.

Adrian: "..."

The complexion of the silver-haired youth was a little pale.

But if the injury is so serious that Feit is kept from it, it's okay for the knight not to find out. Once he finds out, Adrian can imagine how much more pain he will add.

And the two will spend at least two months on the road, so the possibility of "not finding out" is probably close to zero, right?

Adrian slowly lowered his hand.After a while, Feit came back with the prey he had processed, and saw His Excellency the Duke sitting by the fire with a slightly pale complexion.

Feit slowed down unconsciously, but he slowed down again, and the movement of his boots stepping on the thick fallen leaves was still captured by Adrian.

There was no one else around, and the silver-haired youth put down his hood with a little indulgence.Now, Feit could see the expression on his face more clearly.With a bit of anxiety and a bit of patience, he called his name: "Fayt..."

Feit's throat suddenly felt a little dry.He walked forward quickly, put the prey aside, knelt down in front of Adrian, and called, "Your Excellency."

Adrian motioned him to follow his line of sight and said in a flat tone, "I haven't ridden a horse for too long."

Feit frowned, and when he saw the blood on the Duke's leg, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Adrian observed his expression, and immediately said: "Does it look like when I was a child? It seemed to be hurt at the time, but it suddenly recovered one day."

There was a thick layer of calluses on the originally delicate and tender skin. The illegitimate boy who was not valued and despised before inherited the Langton family.

Speaking of these, Adrian's central thought is: don't care.Everyone who learns equestrianism has this experience, and I have experienced it myself.After a while, it's business as usual.

But how could Feit not care.

His cheeks twitched, half of his complexion fell into the shadows, and he said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Adrian laughed: "What are you 'sorry' about?"

Faith didn't speak again.He first took out a tube of medicine from the storage ring, thought about it, and then simply took out all the medicines given by the owner of the magic shop when he left Iris City, and it looked like it was fortified in Adrian's arms.

Adrian's eyelids twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "How could it be so exaggerated? You put it away." After a pause, he met Feit's determined gaze.

Adrian had no choice but to change his words: "Okay, we are half of each other."

Faith still didn't seem to want to say yes.But Adrian's attitude was firm, and Feit had to take a step back.

The two of them spent very little time distributing the medicine, and the important thing was to apply the medicine.

Feit knew that the potion that once healed him perfectly would also be able to heal all the wounds on the Duke.But Adrian's pants were stuck to the wound. If he drank the medicine directly, no one could guarantee that the terrible situation of "clothes growing in the wound" would not happen.So the two reached an agreement to expose the wound first.

Adrian gave this task to Feit.

For one thing, if Feit was just watching, he might be able to kill himself.Secondly, this can be regarded as a habit preserved from the two of them when they were young and young.

The illegitimate son whose mother was unknown was treated badly in the Duke's house, and the brown-haired boy who was born as a servant was not much better.

Since they knew each other, they reported to the group in Langton Manor to keep warm.I don't know how many times I have done this thing of giving medicine to the other party since I was a child.

Up to now, Adrian didn't feel that anything was wrong.

He also offered: "Let's go to the river." If it is handled in the camp, the smell of blood will inevitably attract monsters.Although neither he nor Feit was afraid of this little trouble.But after all, it's annoying. I've worked hard during the day, and I need a good rest at night.

Feit nodded.He put away the prey first, and then turned his head to see Adrian propped up on the ground, ready to stand up by himself.

Faith frowned again.

He didn't speak, just kept the attitude of "silence is golden" and moved forward, hugging the Duke.

Adrian took a breath when his body vacated.But he was just surprised, and said with a smile: "It's too sudden."

As he spoke, hooked his arms behind the knight's neck.

What I said to the owner of the magic shop earlier is true.For the Duke, the Cavaliers were his last remaining and most important family members.It's right for both parties to get closer. If Faith is injured, Adrian will also do everything for him personally.

But today seems to be different.

Adrian's breath fell on Feit's chin, and Feit paused before moving on.

Beside the stream, the knight was about to take out the scroll again.But this time, Adrian stopped him, and made a fireball himself, floating aside to illuminate.

Feit paused slightly, suddenly realized: the Duke has really returned safely.

He doesn't need to prepare a large number of magic scrolls for a long time.Most of the places where magic is used in daily life, Adrian can do it by himself.

The ones closest to him are the fire element and the wood element.The former comes from the blood of the Langton family, and the latter is probably the strength left to him by Adrian's mother.

More than ten years ago, "Who is Adrian's mother" is the most discussed topic among the two children.At that time, Adrian was very fascinated, always looking forward to the day when his mother would suddenly appear and take him away.

Later, after learning about the racial composition of the mainland from his tutor, and learning that "the silver-haired and golden-eyed creatures are only the legendary elves, in addition to some people whose appearance has been artificially changed by magic", Adrian I didn't mention it anymore.

This is all in the past.

The young Duke sat by the stream.The water flow washed away the dried blood on his legs.

In a stream of red, Feit carefully separated the cloth near the wound.

Adrian looked down at him, feeling that Faith might have used his utmost caution and carefulness.You know, Mr. Knight didn't act so lightly when facing his own wounds.

He stepped on Feit's boots and called to the other party: "You don't have to stay in the water all the time, do you? Isn't it cold?"

Feit's eyes still fell on Adrian's wound.Adrian vaguely felt that he seemed to hear the sound of swallowing.

He amused himself at the thought.What was he thinking, Feit was not a walking corpse crawling out of the cemetery, who wanted to feed on the flesh and blood of living people.

His thoughts were moving, and he heard the knight reply: "It's not cold."

The corner of Adrian's mouth twitched a little.He suspected that this was Feit's self-punishment again, but if he said it outright, who knew whether Feit would put the subsequent punishment in a place he couldn't see.

So he found another way and said, "Hurry up and give me the medicine."

Faith nodded.With a steady hand, he opened the potion, turned the bottle slightly, and the potion inside flowed down and landed on Adrian's wound.

For a moment, Adrian felt the "warm current" that Faith had mentioned to himself before.Like soaking in a hot spring, the magic element approached itself with an unprecedented vivacity.

With a "bang", the flame that was originally only the size of a human head exploded and became half the size of a human body.

Adrian clicked his tongue, and after a while, he said in the heat that was more than doubled: "I'm ready! Faith, let's go back."

Faith responded with a "yes".

But he was still half-soaked in the stream and didn't get up.

It was still the color of the Duke's skin.The originally hideous and terrifying wound has disappeared, replaced by a piece of pure white.

At this moment, the water flow seems to be ineffective.Feit bit the tip of his tongue hard before he could stand up without showing timidity.

The author has something to say:

Faith: It's hard

Adrian: We are family, family ^_^