Chapter 374: Chapter 372: Only the Dead White Moonlight Is Invincible
Pamisha suddenly lifted her head and asked in a panic, "Miss Xiluo, please help me, save Anthony."
Before Xiluo could say anything, Goriff shouted, "Miss Pamisha, we can’t hold on much longer, we need your help."
Hilia swallowed the words she was about to say and said, "Miss Pamisha, Mr. Goriff is right, now is not the time to cry. What we need to do is quickly repel these demons to win Mr. Anthony some healing time, otherwise not only Mr. Anthony but all of us will die."
She originally wanted to say that Anthony would not die. With her ice shield offsetting the kinetic energy, that Ice Sculpture Ice Wolf at most would cause him a fracture, severely injuring him into unconsciousness, but as a mage, he could still hold on for a few days.
But seeing Pamisha looking as if her lover had died, ignoring the current situation, and what she saw in Anthony’s dreams, that Anthony’s beautiful dream was of self-sacrifice...
She chose to echo Goriff’s words.
Goriff might also be annoyed by Pamisha crying for Anthony, but what he said was true. Without Pamisha’s support, as a melee fighter, his pressure increased sharply, and indeed, he couldn’t hold on much longer.
Manica also carefully advised from the side, "Miss, please consider the bigger picture, I will take care of Mr. Anthony for you."
Pamisha hesitated for a moment, wiped away her tears, "Alright, I’ll leave Anthony to you."
Saying this, she stood up and rejoined the battle.
This time, her fury was ignited, and she was in a state of anger, fully unleashing her power, disregarding the consumption of magic, cooperating with the magic puppet to kill one Ice Sculpture demon after another.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the deep blue vortex disappeared, and the number of Ice Sculpture demons stopped increasing.
After killing the last Ice Sculpture demon, the three of them were all gasping for breath.
Except for Hilia who fought from a distance, the others all had injuries on them, and the magic puppet was especially damaged with scars all over its body from the mass attacks of the demons.
Pamisha’s magic puppet was the worst off, with almost all its armor destroyed, exposing the skeleton and runes inside, even the Heart of the Magic Puppet was exposed.
But Pamisha didn’t care about these things anymore. After the battle, she rushed to Anthony’s side, pushed Manica away, and held Anthony in her arms.
"Anthony, wake up, you bastard, I order you to wake up quickly!"
Beside them, Goriff, who was ready to bask in Pamisha’s appreciation after the fight, wore an amusing expression.
It was as if he saw a butterfly he fancied suddenly landing on cow dung, lapping at it with its tongue.
Even Pamisha’s maid, Manica, was bewildered, unable to believe what she saw.
What in the world?
Could it be that Miss... likes this punching bag who never talks back?
Only Hilia, who had seen Pamisha’s dreams, remained calm.
In Pamisha’s dreams, Anthony’s figure appeared, and his dreams complemented Anthony’s dreams.
In Anthony’s dreams, he was tirelessly devoted to Pamisha, while Pamisha seemed indifferent and untitled to his dedication until during an adventure, Anthony shielded Pamisha from an attack by the demon. Pamisha killed the demon and then held Anthony, crying, while Anthony simply grinned, greatly satisfied.
Yes, it was much like the current situation.
The difference is that in the dreams, Anthony truly died, whereas now he was merely gravely injured and unconscious.
In Pamisha’s dream, whatever she needed, Anthony always appeared on time, giving her the best in the world. Anthony also ’awoke’ to a special ability, growing stronger and stronger, while Pamisha gradually became a pampered little princess, heavily doted on by Anthony, becoming the happiest girl in the world.
They are perhaps the legendary pair of contentious souls.
It’s just unclear why Pamisha, with her obvious admiration for strength, would fancy Anthony, an ordinary mage.
Hilia came over to the two, and Anthony, being shaken by Pamisha, awoke from unconsciousness.
With a pained expression, his face pale, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing Pamisha cry, his face twisted, yet he still smiled, feeling immensely satisfied inside.
He reached out to wipe Pamisha’s tears, "Stop crying, you’re like a little kitten. I’m just dead, no big deal, forget about me. You need to be happy, you need to be..."
Hilia was speechless.
The words might sound grand, but if someone truly forgot him, he wouldn’t be pleased.
Sure enough, Pamisha broke into tears, "No, you can’t die, you promised me to travel all over the Starfall Continent with me, to record all our footsteps. I order you to live hu-hu...!"
Manica and Goriff beside them had something to say but stopped, and eventually remained silent.
Hilia glanced at them, knowing somewhat what they were thinking.
They probably thought that since Anthony was almost dead, there was nothing more to say.
Perhaps Anthony would become Pamisha’s white moonlight after his death, but he still wouldn’t be able to compete with them.
"Only I’m an outsider here." Hilia commented inwardly.
Rose chuckled, "Why not let Pamisha shake her man to death, only a dead white moonlight is invincible."
Hilia gazed quietly at Rose.
"Lord Rose, you’re wicked."
Hilia actually wanted to see this scene, but letting someone she knew die in front of her wasn’t her style.
So she unceremoniously interrupted their "reminiscences."
"Miss Pamisha, do you want to step aside and let me heal Mr. Anthony?"
Pamisha suddenly lifted her head, eyes full of hope, "Anthony... can be saved?"
Hilia, speechless, responded, "Of course he can be saved. He’s a mage, after all. With a mage’s physique, a bump won’t kill him."
"Ah?" Pamisha froze for a moment, then quickly blushed.
She immediately threw Anthony to the ground and stood up quickly.
But just as she was about to run away, Anthony let out an "Ah" and spat blood again, fainting once more.
She was bewildered again.
Hilia gasped, feeling a bit of a toothache.
The demon hadn’t killed Anthony, but you were about to throw him to death?
"Alright, you cool off on the side. If you keep tormenting him, even if he doesn’t die, he will."
Pamisha scratched her head, lowered it, her cheeks flush.
Beside her, Goriff hesitated but ultimately bowed his head, clenching his fist, possibly wondering why he lost.
He couldn’t quite understand Anthony’s actions.
Sacrificing his life for a woman, why be such a fool?
If he lost because the other was willing to sacrifice for a woman... Goriff felt he could wait until the other truly died, then claim his woman.
The Healing Skill’s light appeared, and Hilia used the Mage’s Hand combined with the Healing Skill to slowly set Anthony’s bones and gradually heal his damaged internal organs.
After a long time, the treatment was completed, and Hilia wiped the sweat off her forehead.
Just as she was about to speak, the Ice Sculpture Castle hall underwent changes again.
Starlight and aurora suddenly appeared.
A beautiful lady’s phantom slowly emerged before them.
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