She Is Not a Witch Chapter 60: Wake up
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A few days later, Jena came to a city on the border of Black Rock, leading to the rubble city in southern Croatia.
But after she entered the city, she was suddenly surrounded soon after she entered the city, and then a large group of mercenaries came up, spears like a forest, and fought back and forth in the narrow streets.
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, she had to use some overloaded skills to escape from the city, but she was seriously injured as a result.
"This is not good."
On the trail in the mountains, Jena was lying on her horse, one of her arms seemed to be broken, she was shrugging, she tried a little bit, but was interrupted by pain.
Just as she was looking for the potion in the package, there was another rush of horseshoes behind her, like a bell urging death.
She struggled to stand upright again, drew the horse under her body, and fled towards the border.
After turning a corner, she jumped off the horse and dived directly into the forest, allowing the horse to continue galloping between the mountain roads, attracting the chasing soldiers behind, while she went to another direction under the cover of the woods .
The mountain road is rugged, the ground is full of fallen leaves, and sometimes some stubborn stones can't be noticed. Only when you step on it will you know that Jena stumbles all the way through the hills and forests of 7-8 miles, and at this time the sky is getting dark. Down.
The towering trees are luxuriant and leafy, blocking the moon in the sky. During the day there is still a little sunlight penetrating into the forest, but at night it is pitch black.
Lack of sight, she stepped on the air and fell from the hillside and rolled down. She slammed her body against the tree trunk and made her want to scream out. After that, she kept tumbling, all kinds of collisions along the way, the pain filled the brain. Finally, his head touched a tree trunk, lost consciousness, and passed out.
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It seemed that after a long time, Jena woke up quietly.
The strange tent roof.
Where is this place? who am I? She turned her head in confusion and looked at the surrounding environment.
Remembering, I am Jena, a resident of the Black Rock Principality, a second-year student in Emenas. On my way back to school, I clashed with the halberd faction, and then I was chased to the border and fell down on the hillside. .
This is a tent. There are not many things inside. It seems to be a temporary construction. There are still a few people talking outside.
Jina tried to move, but found that a bandage had been tied on her arm and the wound had been treated. Look at the method, it should be some kind of herbalist's method, not an extraordinary potion or priest.
Think about it, too, how can there be priests and precious extraordinary potions in the wilderness.
It seems that I was rescued by someone. I would like to thank them very much, but I still have to leave as soon as possible. If chasing soldiers come, it will be bad for this group of people to be involved.
She tried to get up again, but it still didn't work, so she shouted: "Hello, is there anyone, please?"
The voice is not loud, it seems to be unaccustomed, with a hint of anxiety.
After a while, the curtain of the tent was pulled open, and a girl who was similar to her age walked in. The girl has light brown skin, woven linen clothes on her body, and slender braids around her ears.
"Hello, are you awake?"
"Hello, is this place?" Jenna looked at the strange girl.
"This is the Lake Caravan. We found you on the roadside in the mountains. You are lucky. If we arrive two days later, maybe you will be eaten by the big bad wolf." This girl uses her hands. Gestures beside his face, showing a witty expression.
"Thank you." Jenna said gratefully.
"Would you like something to eat? You have been asleep for almost two days." said the light-brown girl.
Only then did Jena feel uncomfortable that her stomach was already hungry, and nodded.
"Ok, wait a moment."
"Hmm."
Seeing that the girl was about to leave the tent, Jena asked again: "What is your name? My name is Jena."
"Just call me Sophie." The girl turned her head and smiled at Jena, then walked out of the tent.
Sophie? With this name in mind, Jena raised her slightly intact right hand and looked at the bandage tied on it, with a small bow at the end, which seemed to be a masterpiece of a certain girl.
It didn't take long before the tent door was pushed open.
"There is still a little bit of porridge left in the morning. It just got hot. It is better to eat softer food when you wake up."
Sophie walked into the tent again, still holding a clay pot in her arms.
She put the clay pot aside first, then helped Jena to do it, and then put the clay pot in front of her.
"Let's eat like this. There is a spoon in it. It's best to finish it so that I can wash the jar directly." She said this, and sat next to Jena again, holding the pot well.
Jina looked at this red clay pot, which contained porridge made from white and light yellow wheat grains, and scattered vegetable leaves in it. A long wooden spoon was placed next to it.
She picked up the spoon and scooped it a bit, put it in her mouth, the wheat grains were soft and waxy, with a hint of sweetness, and it was not unpalatable.
"Is it delicious?" Sophie's black eyes looked at Jenna.
"It's delicious, it seems sweet?" Jenna asked curiously, sugar is not a cheap thing.
"Yes, I added some extra sugar, so the taste will be much better."
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"Ah, there is no need to show that expression. Actually, our caravan is not very rich, but some time ago I met a kind lady who gave us a lot of sweets and candies for free, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to make them. Such an extravagant thing."
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"My aunt once told me that injured and sick people will be more sensitive and afraid of being abandoned, so be more careful and better." Sophie was talking about some trivial things about the caravan while Jena was eating porridge. , So that the atmosphere is not so embarrassing, but also let Jena feel a different kind of care and warmth.
Unconsciously, half of the porridge reached the bottom. The spoon was scraped at the bottom and could not be scooped out anymore. Jena put it down afterwards and woke up from the reverie in her heart. She looked a little embarrassed. Sophie looking aside.
"It's very good. The food is clean. It's best not to waste food." Sophie took the jar again and set it aside.
"If you are not full yet, you have to wait a while, and lunch will take a while."
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"Are your legs okay? If possible, I will help you out to sit and enjoy the sun. It will be more uncomfortable to stay in the house for a long time."
"Fortunately, I also want to go out and have a look." Jena nodded.
When a person is injured and it is difficult to move, if you stay in the house forever, there will be depression and panic of losing freedom. This is an incident that Jena's teacher casually mentioned when she was in school~IndoMTL.com~She didn't I didn't care, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly now.
"Okay, you have to tell me if you are uncomfortable." Sophie helped Jena slowly stand up from the mat, and then moved out of the tent.
Although she is also a young girl, Sophie's body seems to be particularly healthy and strong, holding Jenna steadily, making her feel relieved and relaxed.
The two people walked out of the tent. This is a small mountain village in the mountains. On the mountainside in the distance, you can see a few smoke-cooking houses. The boy drove the goats to chat and play in the mountains, and gave out a burst of cheerful laughter.
The sun in the sky emerged from the top of the mountain, and the golden warm sunlight shone on the neat fields, reflecting bright brilliance.
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