NOVPUBChapter 1451: 660 You are My Pride_3 Chapter 1451: 660 You are My Pride_3 Perhaps this icy, snow-covered land would be her final resting place.
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The palace room was as warm as spring.
On a flower stand in the corner, a single proud winter plum blossom stood in a celadon vase.
On the large bed, a young woman with a deathly pale face lay.
Her black hair spread over the pillows, accentuating the cadaverous pallor of her delicate face.
Soft white fingers wrung out a hot towel, gently wiping away the slight frost on the girl’s face.
The motion was so tender and light, as if the person in front of her was even more delicate than a porcelain doll.
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Then, holding the girl’s hand, she applied ointment carefully onto a pus-filled wound on the back of the hand.
Afraid of causing the slightest pain, she carefully bandaged the wound with gauze.
The beautiful eyes watched the sleeping girl tenderly.
Fingers softly traced the girl’s features, as if trying to recall something from this face.
A long sigh was released after some time.
“You are…my pride.”
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When Aubree Groove woke up, she was in her own room in the Vermilion Division.
She was dressed in the black uniform of the Silver Armor Guard, a comfortable outfit she usually wore when not on heavy-duty tasks.
The room was very warm.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time, the frozen blood in her body slowly flowing, a wave of uncontrollable exhaustion sweeping over her.
She lifted her hands and saw that they had been bandaged.
The numbness in her body rendered her unable to feel much pain.
The room’s door was pushed open, and Deonte Basil came in carrying a bowl of medicine.
Seeing that she was awake, he immediately rushed over joyfully.
“Aubree, you’re finally awake.
That’s great.”
Aubree cracked her dry lips.
Her voice was harsh, her natural hoarseness needing no disguise.
“How long have I been unconscious?”
“Three days, a whole three days.
I was so worried.
The doctor said you might not wake up.
You’re lucky you did.
Hurry up and drink your medicine,” Deonte Basil said.
Aubree sat up slowly, holding the medicine bowl with her bandaged hands.
After drinking the medicine, she asked, “How did I get back here?”
Deonte Basil looked puzzled, “Didn’t you collapse at the threshold of your room?
You scared me half to death in the middle of the night.
When I told the boss you were injured while on duty, he surprisingly didn’t ask too many questions and told me to take good care of you.
You’re seriously lucky.”
Aubree remained silent for a few moments.
She knew that individual had visited.
She had smelled his familiar fragrance — there wouldn’t be a second person in this world using the same fragrance.
Deonte Basil stared at her.
“Tell me the truth, did you venture into the Snow Cedar Forest alone?
You’re really brave.
If the boss finds out, you’re done for.”
Aubree lay back down.
She asked, “Nothing major happened during the celebration, did it?”
Deonte Basil looked at her with a queer eye.
“You jinx!
You were actually right.
Someone attempted to assassinate the Holy Master in the middle of the street, but the Silver Armor Guard quickly caught him.
There was no panic.
Oh and I wanted to tell you…”
Deonte Basil moved closer mysteriously and whispered, “The Holy Master announced during the celebration that a Saintess is going to descend.
The Saintess is said to be a reincarnated princess from the Katopierre kingdom, possessing the blessings of Earthly World and Buddha.
Her descent will bless the people of Percival with favorable weather and peace.”
Aubree’s eyelids flickered, and she calmly responded with an ‘Oh’.
“You don’t seem to have any interest in this Saintess.
Do you know, after the Holy Master announced the Saintess’s coming, the entire nation was in a frenzy, discussing the upcoming Saintess everywhere.”
Abruptly, Aubree said, “Deonte Basil, can you do me a favor?”
Deonte Basil immediately became alert, “What are you up to now?”
“I want to go online.”
The Holy Temple had strict restrictions for the Silver Armor Guard – no cell phones and no signal in their living quarters.
But this was not a problem for Deonte Basil, a top-notch hacker.
He could accommodate this small request.
“Give me a moment.”
He soon returned and mysteriously pulled out a palm-sized cell phone from his pocket.
There was no brand name on the back, just the logo of a Snow Cedar leaf, which was specific to the Vermilion Division.
This was a phone developed by the Vermilion Division with its exclusive system, allowing it to avoid external surveillance while navigating through the various corridors of the internet without leaving a trace.
“A newly released eye-tracking feature.
It’s perfect since you can’t hold the phone with your injured hands.
I’ll fix the phone to the bedpost.
Wherever you direct your eyes, it will automatically select the text box in that section.
It’s super convenient.”
