Volume Four: Fading from the World - Chapter 300: Getting Along Harmoniously

"What beautiful skin! So smooth and soft..."

Haoyue's slender fingers gently traced the Saintess's cheek, the soft touch invigorating her, though she was far inferior to Xiao Ye.

"Your full name is Laika Torres, right? From now on, I'll call you 'Laika,' nice to meet you~"

"Shut up!"

"You're really naughty, but don't forget, right now you're just... a prisoner."

"Wait..."

"Okay, let's start with the beginner level. Come on, relax~~"

"No! Don't! Don't!!! Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !"

The square of Torres Cathedral was turned into a makeshift hospital, where all the wounded of the Revolutionary Army were gathered. Army medics and doctors from Torres City moved among the wounded.

--That's how it should have been, but now they, whether wounded or doctors, are all looking in the same direction, or rather, at the same person.

"Does your hand still hurt?"

"Ah, uh, it's... it's alright..."

"I'm sorry... It really is a terrible world... Even a young girl like you has to take up arms to fight back..."

"No, it's alright! I did it of my own volition; I didn't want to see any more people enslaved by the Church! Ah... it hurts!"

"Just bear with it a little longer..."

I gently unwrapped the bandages on her hand, revealing the gruesome wound beneath. Although it had scabbed over and was no longer a serious problem, it would likely remain a scar that would never fade for the rest of her life.

I gently placed my finger on it, injecting blood—

How are you feeling?

"It's a little hot... Huh? It's healed!?"

Indeed, under the influence of my blood, her wound began to heal rapidly, disappearing completely within seconds without leaving a trace.

"Girls shouldn't neglect their hands. Perhaps I can't alleviate the fear and pain you've experienced, but I also hope to do what I can for every revolutionary fighter."

"Oh... Thank you! Thank you so much, Blood Emperor!"

The pretty girl in front of me was so excited she was incoherent, her hands trembling uncontrollably. Waaaaah, please don't look at me with such adoration, it'll make my conscience so guilty!

But the "visiting the wounded" activities must be done well! We have to fill the hole we dug ourselves, even if it means shedding tears!

"Brave warriors!" I forced a goddess-like smile, making my voice resounding, "For a glorious and great mission, we will inevitably make sacrifices! But those sacrifices will bring even greater victories!"

I was met with cheers, but not entirely because of my acting skills or their lack of intelligence; rather, it was the victory brought about by the intervention of us unexpected obstacles. Victory is the most powerful anesthetic in the world, capable of temporarily silencing sorrow and weakening one's defenses.

"To the soldiers who have been fighting bravely despite their injuries for so many days, and to the doctors who have been working tirelessly day and night for the wounded, thank you all for your hard work! Now, leave the rest to me, let me do my part once more!"

Actions speak louder than words; it's time to bleed a little.

With a thought, I immediately released a large amount of blood from my arms. Countless translucent blood droplets floated in the air, reflecting the sunlight and filling the entire square. The scene was both magnificent and somewhat eerie.

"Don't be afraid, everyone please touch the nearest drop of blood."

Everyone touched the blood droplets, and the vibrant life force contained within the blood immediately flowed into their bodies, causing all their wounds to heal at a visible speed.

Well, this is probably the only thing I can do for them besides going into battle.

"You can actually do something like that?"

"That's amazing!"

What's so great about it... I don't know why the healing effect of my blood only doesn't work on me; it can heal others but not myself.

"Long live the Blood Emperor!"

"Long live the revolution!"

Yes, yes, I've heard those two sentences hundreds of times in the past few days, and I feel so embarrassed every time I hear them.

"You seem to be not very good at handling these kinds of situations?"

The Brad Knox with a body as thick as an old elm tree 1st Division had been following behind me suddenly spoke, startling me. He had been silent ever since he started leading the way, and this was the first time he had spoken on his own initiative.

And his voice... it's so hoarse?

"Um, excuse me, is your throat...?"

He waved his hand, indicating that I didn't need to worry about it.

"The people here all admire you."

"Yes... to be honest, I'm a little embarrassed."

"Don't feel guilty or embarrassed. You deserve these praises and trust. Even if there are ulterior motives, your contributions are real."

"Thanks."

Sure enough, he knew everything about our secret conversation with the Bradwich siblings. This wasn't surprising, as he was the deputy commander of the 1st Division —the division personally led by Nid —and a relative of the siblings, a member of the Bredwich Family who had fought for the revolution for generations. He was Nid and Loxue's right-hand man.

"More importantly... the warriors here have all suffered from the oppression of the Papacy to varying degrees, and many joined the Revolutionary Army out of hatred for the Papacy. Such people are easily swayed by emotions, so we must guide them with correct revolutionary ideology... and you, as the current spiritual leader, have made invaluable contributions in this regard."

"You flatter me too much... Uncle Brad, you've been through a lot, haven't you?"

"I have been through a lot, and I have old wounds on my throat from the battlefield... but that all happened after I officially joined the Revolutionary Army. Before that, I was just an insignificant member of the Bredwich Family."

"Oh..."

"Back then, I made a lot of money in business, lived a comfortable life, and didn't suffer much from the Vatican..."

"Then why did you join the Revolutionary Army?"

"Because I am a member of the family," Brad shook his head slightly, "And one of the most capable members of the family at the time, it was my duty to join the Revolutionary Army."

"I see, so you give up a comfortable life for a noble goal? That's amazing!"

"Impressive, huh... Yes, to ensure a bright future for the mainland, I must continue to work hard."

He nodded, finally managing a smile.

But for some reason, I always felt that he was laughing to himself.