Chapter 3 Rewards
It’s been a week and a half since I developed aesthesia.
The reason why this time is deliberately emphasized is that this is the entire span that the aesthesia lasts on Hitzfeld.
Yes... today, a week and a half later, she is fully recovered. All her senses of smell and taste have returned to normal, and she no longer vomits due to the stimulation of fragrance.
Even Lu Xier and Darent, who always liked to gloat over other people's misfortunes, did not express any regret about this incident - they did have this tendency at the beginning, but they soon realized that this matter was closely related to themselves.
...It's because they all like to eat what Hitzfeld makes.
Her taste problem meant that all seasonings had to be removed from the daily menu at 211 Iris Street during this period. This was nothing to Ashley, who was used to eating "more primitive food", and Xia Yibing could barely tolerate it, but these two people... they were not willing to continue buying scones after tasting dishes such as red tomato scrambled eggs and braised pork chops in oil.
"It's fine for now."
In the afternoon, Sixus came to test the girl. She collected a little urine sample from Hitzfeld despite her not-so-strong resistance, sealed it and flicked her hair: "But the possibility of recurrence cannot be ruled out."
There were only three people in the room. Lu Xi'er was not there. She was sleeping next door.
"I've never heard of a curse that can 'recur'." Xia Yibing contradicted her again.
After the recent busy period, she has completely taken control of the entire Department of Homeland Security. After a series of tasks were assigned, there was a period of free time, so she could take a leave and stay at home to take care of Hitzfeld these days.
"You said it was a 'curse'." She stared at Sixus. "If it is a 'curse', then there is no 'relapse'. Only 'disease' can 'relapse'."
"That's right." Sixus nodded, "But you are still not sure what caused this phenomenon. If she comes into contact with that thing again without any precautions, then of course she may be cursed again."
"Didn't you say that her eye and the divine blood inside it are extremely resistant to all kinds of curses?"
"That was before the treatment... At that time, the evil god's flesh and blood overwhelmed the divine blood. It was the evil god's flesh and blood that protected her. Of course, those low-level curses couldn't hurt her." Sixus said unhappily, "It can have a similar effect after the treatment is over - it's just that the thing protecting her has been replaced by divine blood... Sometimes it's the evil god's flesh and blood, sometimes it's divine blood... In short, her resistance to evil spirits requires two forces to break the balance."
"And now unfortunately, we have to control both forces to the same strength... We have to make sure they are balanced first, and this is also for her good."
Xia Yibing curled her lips, very dissatisfied with this explanation.
Although she could understand... after all, this kind of treatment was unprecedented, and it was more like a biochemical experiment than a treatment... she couldn't make drastic changes right away, because if something went wrong, Hitzfeld's life would be in danger.
Sixus was indeed careful enough, but the current situation was that it was this caution that caused Hitzfeld's resistance to evil spirits to decrease.
"Maybe you can give me some Southwestern blood." Hitzfeld made a joke to lighten the mood.
"Don't they also have natural resistance? Are there similar drugs that require their blood as raw materials?"
"Why do you think Alex can live to this day without any harm after revealing his identity?" Sixus looked at the girl with a very strange look in his eyes. "...If his blood had this effect, he would have been captured and raised by profiteers long ago."
The mysterious resistance of the Sinanthites is unique to them, and their body tissues will lose their strength after being stripped of their original bodies.
"I can't think of that." Hitzfeld leaned on the pillow and shook his head helplessly.
She considered two possibilities. One was the antique vase she had seen in the museum before. That thing was no longer suspected of being cursed, but had "I have a curse" written on its face, which almost hurt her at the time.
It was just that her eyes showed power at that time, and all the surging worms were burned clean by the divine fire.
The other one... is the half cursed mask she brought back from Fellington some time ago.
The origin of this thing is a mystery. It was taken away by Sixus, Priscilla and Year Ring for inspection, but none of them could figure out its specific name.
All that can be confirmed is that it contains a strong evil power. Those who wear it will have all their inner emotions magnified and will be hypnotized by illusions for a long time.
The antique vase was a low suspicion. She remembered clearly that the worm illusions were burned cleanly by the flames, without even a single one left.
But we can't be sure it's the grouper mask...
After all, she was not the only one who had handled this thing. It was fine when the Gaelic leader of the Fellington Parish took it, and it was fine when Darent and Ethan took it. Even after returning, Sixus, Pusiens, and Year Rings... Xia, all of them had taken it, and it was fine.
They were not the people of Xintante, so there was no such thing as resistance or insufficiency. If the source of the disaster was the mask, then it obviously didn't make sense that only they would be affected.
She had already told others about this. They had all discussed it, but still had no idea.
Weird.
"Anyway, you are basically recovered now." Sixus tapped the edge of the notebook with his index finger, "Let you rest for another day, get ready tonight, and take you to the White Shadow Palace tomorrow morning."
The purpose of going to the White Shadow Palace is naturally to meet Her Majesty the Queen.
She had not been to the palace since her return, but with the help of Sixus, she brought a few letters and some blood from Queen Elwen.
Sixus and Prinsloo have been doing scientific research on this blood. They are willing to do this from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that there are orders from the queen.
He deliberately let so much blood flow and even gave them this order, asking them to devote all their efforts to researching how to cure me... Erwin really treats me as a friend.
Feeling emotional, Hitzfeld naturally had no objection: "I understand...I really should go see her."
Sixus said goodbye.
Hitzfeld continued to lie down and doze off for a while, then got dressed and got up with the help of Xia Yibing. The two of them took the dog downstairs for a walk.
It was evening and the street lights had not yet come on.
A crescent moon hangs in the gray night sky, and the warm breeze of early summer blows on my face in gusts, like a feather gently plucking my heartstrings, always making me feel as if an emotion is about to burst out.
Lily is the kind of dog that won't let go, and she doesn't like being put on a leash. But considering the high density of people living nearby and the fact that there are many children playing on the roadside, Hitzfeld still put a leash on her.
Xia Yibing held the dog leash in her left hand and put her arm around the girl's waist with her right hand. She accompanied her to a nearby small park, and the two of them stood on the bridge together, looking at the flowing water below.
Hitzfeld felt a little uncomfortable.
After returning from Ferrington, she began to treat insomnia, and last week she developed a sense of aesthesia... During this period, Xia's care for her can be said to be meticulous.
It's the kind that if she hadn't strongly refused, I would have held her from behind and helped her pee.
She could naturally feel how much the woman cared about her.
The usual frivolity was put away.
It's not that she doesn't want to do it, but she is afraid of hurting herself.
And now, I am basically healed...
It's not that I feel like retching when I smell Xia's perfume...
Well, although Xia doesn’t smell bad without perfume these days, there is still a sweet smell…
In short - can she still bear it?
Hitzfeld looked around and found that there were not many people on both sides of the bridge at this time.
Such a fitting scene.
Will she...
Just as she was thinking this, she felt the strength around her waist suddenly increase.
The body was turned half a circle and held in his arms face to face.
With a helpless and predictable wry smile on his face, Hitzfeld had no choice but to put his arms around the woman's waist.
She is not a wooden person like Darent.
After all, she likes Xia too.
Given the other party's long-term care and dedication, it's fine even if she wants to charge a price.
She had already been mentally prepared.
But she closed her eyes and waited for three seconds... five seconds...
After a long time, the woman did not take any further action.
Just holding her like this, hugging her tighter and tighter.
Just when she was curious and wanted to ask the other party what was wrong, she heard the body breathing softly.
"I'm so sorry, Esoon."
This sentence has a distinct nasal tone.
"It's all my greed... If it means losing you, then I'd rather... we stop before the end forever!"
It turned out to be the case.
She felt that if she didn't want to be with me... I wouldn't have to go for any treatment, and I wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing.
Hitzfeld couldn't help but want to laugh, and at the same time he felt more and more moved.
This idiot...
You are so smart when handling official business, why are you so stupid at this time?
She didn't even think about the fact that the Devourer's illness had to be cured eventually.
As long as you want to live longer, you must go through this kind of experience.
So what is there to blame yourself for?
Forget it……
It’s better to give her some sweet treat to comfort her.
Thinking this in her mind, the girl tried to stand on tiptoe.
Quickly, before the other party could react, he pressed two soft lips against hers.
Chapter 4 Relics
Ten minutes later, Hitzfeld's cheeks were flushed and he was almost completely exhausted. He had to rely on the woman's embrace to stay standing.
Xia's reaction was too intense.
She had originally just wanted to give her some reward to "taste" her, but she never expected that the person who had such a guilty and pure demeanor the previous second would turn into a hungry wolf the next second and would not let go of the prey once she caught it.
Does this count as being trapped by certain ideas?
When she made the decision, Hitzfeld thought she had no regrets. She had always believed that a relationship was a natural evolution of feelings that developed to a certain extent - it should be smooth and natural.
As the saying goes: confession is the charge to end the war. If both parties are still hesitant about "whether to do this" when they need to confirm the relationship, it can only be said that there is something wrong with this relationship.
But she didn't expect this woman to be so crazy...to be able to kiss her for so long in one breath.
This was truly “one breath”… She could vaguely feel that, except for the time when he struggled to take a breath, this person had not breathed at any other time!
Can she kiss?
She was almost unable to breathe, and the force of the hug was so strong that it seemed to break her waist. Even now, when she took a deep breath of fresh air, she still felt her legs trembling and unstable...
Is this a kiss or murder?
"Aisun?" Xia Yibing finally realized that something was wrong. She immediately relaxed a little and began to ask the girl about her well-being.
"What's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?"
At first, she was quite proud of being able to kiss her beloved girl like this.
Because that's how it was described in the storybooks—she had almost memorized those passages, and Hitzfeld's initial reaction was exactly the same as those descriptions.
But she soon discovered that there was still a difference between them. After the blush faded, the girl's expression did not have much "shyness" in it. Instead, the look she gave him seemed more like anger and resentment. Then she realized that she might have been too forceful just now.
"Idiot..." Hitzfeld propped up his head and closed his eyes before rolling them.
What can she say?
Although she is the "weaker party" in this relationship, who can blame her for facing an innocent policewoman who knows almost nothing about this?
Damn it, given the eagerness she showed on several occasions, reality actually makes her feel innocent.
What sin had I committed to deserve such a decision and to be treated like that? And at a time like this, I had to think about her and worry about whether a big reaction would cause her psychological trauma...
Although his mind was filled with thoughts, Hitzfeld said nothing.
She knew that the fundamental reason was that Xia had too little experience. With her face almost pierced, she certainly couldn't say "It's okay, I'll get familiar with it after more practice next time".
But her silence didn't mean Xia Yibing couldn't feel her feelings.
At this moment, the street lights came on. The girl's face seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, more three-dimensional, she couldn't help but reach out to hold her pretty face, and use her thumb to fiddle with it, sweeping away all the hair that blocked her face.
Hitzfeld was forced to look up and meet her gaze.
She watched the woman's face getting closer and closer to her, and it was about to overlap again.
She had already prepared herself to be roughly ravaged for the second time, but at this moment, a burst of fierce dog barking was heard nearby.
"Ah! Ah!" Lily barked madly and kept pulling the rope in the woman's hand, forcing her to temporarily let go of Hitzfeld.
"What's going on..." Xia Yibing squeezed the rope angrily, "Stop making noise—you stupid dog!"
