Chapter 3 The Healing of Goodbye

Somewhere in the capital city.

Two teams of knights in black armor were standing beside a cafe. The surrounding people had already been cleared away, and there were no other customers or clerks in the cafe at this time.

In the huge second floor, the tables and chairs were empty, which seemed a bit empty and quiet. The only two people were sitting on both sides of a table, looking at each other.

Roland Hill looked at the sturdy man in front of him, compared with the slightly clumsy teenager in his memory, and sighed at the changes of time. These years of experience have made this teenager grow and mature rapidly.

Even the height is a lot taller than the girl. If she is standing and talking, the girl has to raise her head slightly to see his face.

"I didn't expect to meet the teacher here today." Pullman put his hand on the table, calmed down the uncontrollable excitement in his heart, let out a small breath in his chest, and then opened his mouth.

Although there were a thousand words and countless questions in his mind, he held back at this moment.

"Long time no see, Pullman."

"I didn't expect that the ordinary boy back then could actually get to where he is today. It's not easy, it's amazing, Pullman." The girl expressed her heartfelt admiration.

Recalling the difficult years in these years, as well as those comrades who sacrificed and shed blood on the battlefield, Pullman was also a little emotional for a while.

Yes, it's not easy. He responded inwardly, then looked at the still young teacher.

"Is the teacher satisfied with the current Crancia and does it meet the standard in your heart?"

Although he is now the leader of the country, Pullman is still a little nervous when facing this teacher, just like a student waiting for the exam results to be issued. When he taught him back then, this girl was very strict.

"There is still a long way to go from the standard in my heart." The girl said with a smile.

"However, I'm very satisfied that you've come this far, keep going, Pullman."

Sure enough, the teacher is like this. After receiving Loren Hill's affirmation, some of the anxiety in Pullman's heart gradually subsided.

There is no absolutely perfect system or country in this world, but there will be a process of getting better and better. What he can do now is to continue to promote this process, to move forward in the ideal direction.

After a brief reminiscence, Lorraine Hill began to ask Pullman about the past few years.

"After I walked out of the forest, because I was short of money and wanted to exercise myself first, I worked as a mercenary for a while and traveled to many places."

"That's why I met a lot of people and slowly developed a group of companions."

"What happened in Nedshire then made us see an opportunity and we started lobbying local people."

"And about the uprising after that, you must have known about it, teacher."

Although Pullman's description was ordinary, Roland Hill knew that the process was not as bland as she said. She saw many fragments of the past in the starlight, and there were countless setbacks and failures. Even today, she could see the scars left on Pullman's face and wrists.

"You have suffered a lot." The girl picked up the teacup, took a sip of the cold tea, and glanced at the empty cuff.

"Can't that arm be restored?" the girl asked softly. With Pullman's current status, it was not difficult to ask a high-level angel sequence to treat him.

"It can be recovered, but I don't really want to."

"why?"

"Extraordinary people are different from mortals. If they recover normally, they will feel strange and awkward to perceive and use, just like someone else's arm."

"The highest angel Sequence Priest in the capital is only Sequence 7, and he can't fully recover." Seeing that Roland Hill still had questions, he added.

"Is there no Sequence 8?" Roland Hill tilted his head slightly. Although Angel Sequence 8 is extremely rare, as the capital of a big country, it should not be difficult for the Church of Angels to match one.

"This, the last generation of the West Wind Archbishop was killed by us." Pullman said a little embarrassedly.

"Pfft, so Sanctuary didn't send the bishop of Sequence 8 again?"

Roland Hill shook his head amusingly, and then said, "Stretch out your wrist."

Pullman stretched out his muscular arm, and the girl let him show his wrist, then pressed two fingers on it.

Pure white magic power spreads into Pullman's body along the wrist, like the most advanced medical instrument, sensing the dark wound in his body and the gap on the other arm.

Now that Roland Hill has entered the Angel Sequence 5: Sound of Cang Song (rare coral level), the healing effect has been further strengthened in the original ability, and it is no longer difficult for her to regenerate from a severed limb. Perception, perfect repair of nerves just takes a little more time.

After the detection, the girl retracted her fingers, and then placed her hands in a triangle on her chest.

She closed her eyes slightly, and began to recite the mantra, her voice was as sweet as a song, and as a verse. Following the incantation, there were ripples in the air, the girl's hair slowly floated, and the holy white light particles gradually emerged, and then gathered in the middle of the girl's hands to form a light ball.

These light particles follow a complicated trajectory in the sphere, gradually forming a precise spell model.

Among the spells of the extraordinary sequence, the higher the level, the more precise and delicate it is, and the assistance of the spell is needed. This is not comparable to the low level spell, but its effect and function are far beyond ordinary spells.

【Su Sheng's Gift】This is

Dao Spell is the sixth-order spell of the Angel Sequence. Although it can regenerate limbs, it is generally something that can only be done by Sequence 8 to achieve the effect of perfect nerve repair.

But with the terrifying talent bonus of Roland Hill, even if she is only Sequence 5 now, she can perfectly cast this spell.

The ball of light floated to Pullman's arm, and a numbness came. He clenched his other fist, holding back the pain and itchiness. Then a burst of warmth continued from the left arm.

As if the bones were pulled out of his body again, Pullman watched his left hand slowly recover, until finally, the light dissipated, brand new, no different from the right hand, and the intact left hand reappeared in his consciousness.

He straightened in surprise, then clenched his fists, his blood vessels swelled, his veins bulged slightly, and a sense of strength emerged again.

After doing this for a few times, he put down his arms, turned to look at the slightly sweaty girl opposite, and said gratefully.

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"Thank you, teacher!"

This sentence is really sincere, and I may have been a little embarrassed before. After all, I am so mature, and the teacher is still a 16-year-old girl who has not grown up, but it is very smooth to say it now.

"No thanks, this is a gift for you to pass the exam."

"Congratulations, Pullman, you are now a teacher."

"But it's not the end. After building a country, it's just the beginning. There's still a long way to go and you'll encounter more challenges."

Xia Feng pulled the curtain and blew slightly, and the silver-haired girl sat in the glow, answering the various questions that the student had accumulated over the years.