League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Hiltalia opened her eyes blankly, staring blankly at the limestone ceiling.

Pain everywhere, injured internal organs, lost teeth, cracked cheeks, broken left hand...

Even after receiving the initial magic treatment and the recovery of the bandage plaster, this was a serious injury that could not get up again, and the two-month cultivation meant that he was stagnant.

The world issued undisguised ridicule, sending the humiliation of failure to the incompetent.

When a weak enemy is a strong defeat, it is not brave and fearless, but beyond one's own strength.

The girl's eyelids were heavy, and the warning body demanded that the eyelids be closed, but the girl's will did not allow it.

She was recalling every minute and second of the battle, looking for where she failed, and after thinking about it, she couldn't find where her mistake was, so she felt more unwillingness in her heart.

Are you really wrong?

Should I be a coward who surrendered without fighting?

"Clap."

The sound of the door shaft turning sounded.

Although she couldn't turn her head, the girl knew that someone had come in.

She tried her best to turn her bloodshot eyeballs, trying to understand who came to her ward, but the girl found that she couldn't even do such a small thing now, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The girl finally understood that it was not that she wanted to look at the **** gray ceiling, but that she could only look there.

"It hurts."

The right hand that was deliberately protected was not imprisoned by annoying cloth strips or stones, which made the girl feel the warmth and touch that she had never had before, which made the girl feel that her choice was very wise.

The visitor held her hand, and the girl sensed the delicateness and recognized the owner of the voice, so she couldn't help but relax.

A man's hand is much more delicate than his own. It would be great if the owner of this hand was his father...

"Uh...uh..."

The girl tried to make a sound, but the bandaged mouth blocked all possibilities.

"I see your efforts, and I know who you are, Hiltalia, I've been watching you."

The gray cement ceiling was still in front of her eyes, but the girl felt that the ceiling was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Um..."

"Child, don't doubt yourself, you have done your best, in my opinion, you are no worse than Goliath, he relies on talent, but you rely on your own will, in my opinion, will is more important than talent valuable."

Just a simple word of approval, the girl's eyes became wet, and the tears could not stop.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

The scene in the blurred line of sight finally changed, and a dark red delicate mask appeared in front of the hazy eyes, blocking the unchanging gray.

In the eyes of the girl, the mask of seriousness and indifference is extremely gentle and reliable. The girl only feels that she has more hope in her heart and has a goal to strive for. Even her mother, who is struggling in her memories, has disappeared at this moment. Not a lot.

The image of the mask's owner is deeply imprinted in his mind.

Having a man's approval is more important than anything else.

Compared with these, what is the pain on the body?

Letting go of the girl's right hand, the man stroked the girl's forehead softly.

"I saw your bravery, so I will treat you personally, Hiltalia, you must continue to grow, prove it to me with your actions, and tell me with hard work that you are the strongest."

The mask leaves, there is no place for the bandages, and the clothes are carefully lifted.

Feeling that two pairs of big hands gently probed into his chest and lower abdomen, the warmth and strange touch conveyed by him made the girl's face turn red.

In the days of training in the Red Amber Orphanage, except for toilets and rooms, there was almost no concept of men and women. If you really raise your fists, you will only beat to death. Who cares if you are male or female?

But at this moment, the girl discovered that her undeveloped body seemed to be more sensitive than she imagined.

"Before defeating the enemy, you must first learn how to protect yourself. On the cruel battlefield, living is a victory."

Combined with the power of runes delivered by Elena, Lester's water-based rune healing spell quickly cleared the blood vessels and meridians of the girl blocked by blood, and then allowed the highly active life breath to be completely absorbed by the girl's body. The blood vessels began to heal, the broken bones grew again, and the healing power flowed through the whole body, causing the girl to let out a comfortable low hum, instinctively clamp her legs, and slowly rub them together.

After the girl broke free from the pleasure she had never had before, the girl was surprised to find that her body had healed and the man had left.

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She tore off the bandage that had wrapped herself into a desert mummy, knocked on the ground hard, and shattered the plaster fixed on her left wrist. Hiltalia sat up from the bed and looked down at the patient after taking off the simple cotton padded coat. naked self.

The injury has completely recovered, and the dark wound seems to have recovered a lot, and there is a special vitality in the body... But why are the roots of my legs wet? Wetting the bed?

I quickly wiped it with a bandage~www.readwn.com~ The girl is still very ashamed about her bedwetting, but fortunately no one else saw it... Maybe the lord saw it?

The girl still cares a lot about how a special man like her father sees herself.

"Lord Lord, I will prove to you that I am the strongest! Wetting the bed... doesn't count!"

Putting on her cotton-padded clothes again, she clenched her fists, and the blushing Hiltalia walked out of the room.

...

After Hiltalia, the man healed the remaining sons of sin who were outstanding in the battle, and deliberately verbally praised the strongest little giant Goliath in the Red Amber Orphanage, and let the tiger-headed Goliath Ya was happy for a while,

After communicating with Basar again, Basar began to prepare appropriate physiological knowledge lessons for children who are about to develop secondary sexual characteristics, and Lester left the Red Amber Orphanage with Ji Si.

"The 'Son of Sin' in the orphanage should really learn the difference between men and women, it's just...

Lord Lester, I still don't quite understand, do you mean that Basal blocked Hiltalia's way? I have also observed that if Basal hadn't asked Goliath to challenge, Hiltalia would have easily defeated the other children, and would not have failed at all, and suffered such a serious injury. "

"Kis, you still don't understand."

For simple barbarian women, Lester is still very patient.

"If your position is high enough, if you want to gain a person's loyalty, there is a very simple way to block all the way for that person to survive, and at the right time, appear in person in front of that person with a kindly face. Reach out your hand...it was never Basal, it was me who blocked Hiltalia's path."