When Carbara woke up, thick gauze was wrapped around her arms. The pain was still faintly heard, but it was insignificant than when she was first sprayed by the red fog.

This surprised her.

The wound on the arm is not fatal, and it is theoretically not treated as soon as possible, so it is not surprising that it is put to the end or just waiting for self-healing. After all, the angel's ability characteristics and importance are what any newcomer will be repeatedly told. She doesn't think that Shamin will be treated specially. If it is a bad aspect, there is still a little possibility.

But if it weren't for ability, how could the wound recover so quickly?

Could it be...

A hint of uneasiness suddenly arose in her heart.

Maybe you have to leave here as soon as possible and return to the military camp.

"Fara, right?" A nurse noticed her behavior and walked over to look at the brand hanging on the head of the bed. "How do you feel now?"

"It's nothing serious. You can return to the team at any time." She turned over and got out of bed and pretended to be unwilling. "Several of my friends died at the hands of the devil, and I want them to pay the price immediately!"

"Please feel sorry for me." The nurse nodded, "But before that, you have to go to the camp tent first, Miss Nanava Pine wants to see you."

Carbara was slightly surprised, "She... wants to see me? But my injury is almost gone."

"I don't know the reason, but this was her intentional explanation." The other party smiled, "The other soldiers still can't see them. Come with me."

Kabara looked at the nurse's unprepared back and hesitated for a moment and followed.

After passing through layers of levels, in a tent, she met the legendary angel.

Just from her appearance, the other party does conform to the word-of-mouth image in the First Army. She is both petite and cute, with white skin and red skin. Her eyes seem to have not completely gotten rid of her childishness. She is just a young lady from a noble family. It is perfect to describe it without storms. Carbara couldn't help but feel lucky. Maybe things were not bad enough to the point she expected.

"That...what are you asking me for anything?"

Unfortunately, the other party's first words broke all her fantasies.

"I'm very curious. Why do you hide your identity and join the First Army like an ordinary person?"

"I...I don't quite understand..." Kabara replied with a thorn in the air. Did Qiuda report this to the top...

"Your injuries." Nanava pointed to her arm, "Although there are many ripples, most of them are caused by sharp weapons. The devil's claws cannot do this. I think it should be a dagger or bayonet weapon. In addition, when I was cleaning the wound, I found traces of corroding red mist that would invade the muscles under the skin, and even reach the bones. Only witches will suffer this injury. Even if you deliberately destroy the wound, this cannot be faked."

Kabara shut up.

The other party did not hear the news from Qiu Da, and the order was clearly stated, so it was not even left with quibbling for her. She had thought that the other party was innocent and simple, and might have been able to pass the test with words or pretending to be confused, but now it seems like a ridiculous plan.

After a while, she whispered, "Have you ever seen a witch corrupted by the red fog?"

Nanava curled her lips, "I'm myself."

Kabara was stunned.

"It is said that red fog can cause extremely serious damage to witches, but no one knows the specific treatment method, so I have to test it myself." The little girl said calmly, "If a sister is really injured by red fog, I am helpless, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?" She paused, "Fortunately, as long as you don't inhale a lot of red fog, or are sprayed into the head, you can rescue it in a short time. So you remember that the safest way to cut off your arm immediately when you encounter this situation."

Kabara was stunned. She could not forget how strong the pain was when she was eroded by the red fog. Generally, after experiencing it, she would never want to try it again. But when she heard the other person's tone, it seemed that she had repeated it several times. But when she said this, Nanava's expression did not change much, and she could not be associated with her slightly immature appearance.

What are the greenhouse flowers from the noble family?

Stop kidding!

She sighed deeply. Looking back now, although she was once a goddess, she seemed to have never gained the upper hand in the negotiations, whether it was Queen of Bishui or a girl from the north.

"...My name is Kabala, from the Sandstone clan, Fala is just a pseudonym." Kabala gave up all her struggles and told her past one by one. At this point, the First Army could no longer let her stay. Because she once served as the chief's mortal enemy, Greyburg's three princes, it was not surprising that she was taken back to Wudong City for trial because of her tragic enemy, Greyburg's third prince.

Although Roland Wimbledon insisted on treating the witch well, it did not mean that he would treat the enemy's subordinates well.

"I'm very curious, how did you deceive the church purist in that battle in the wolf heart?" Nanava asked.

"Instruction can be used to command others, but also to command yourself. If you are just a person, it can even do something beyond your own limits. Death is one of them." Carbara said slowly, "After receiving the command, your breathing and heartbeat will temporarily stop. At that time, the Pure Ones and the Judgment Army were still chasing the Wolf King and did not waste much time on me."

"So that's it. The scar on your face was left behind at that time, right?" Miss Pine pondered for a while, "I don't quite understand. You said that you joined the First Army for the sake of the remaining tribe members. Why do you still have to hide your identity and not even tell the clan about your life?"

"What can I say? Take everyone to fight for a permanent oasis, but I was the only one who survived?" Carbara showed an indescribable bitterness. "They entrust trust and hope to me, but I turned them into irrational monsters. Thousands of young and majestic people died in foreign countries, and the sandstone clan was almost annexed. What face do I have to return to the tribe?"

"The First Army recruited people among the Shamen to realize that the only compensation I could make was to join the army and then exchange the merits I received to exchange for the green space for the tribes' lives. The Shamen's scrutiny was not as strict as you did. I made up an identity and gained the trust of Brian when I encircled the Nutao and the Bone-Black clans." She lowered her head and said, "As for what you should do, it's okay, but... please don't take your anger to the top of the Sandstone clans, the rest of the tribes are children, women and children, and they have not served for Garcia Wimbledon."

"I understand," Nanava nodded, "You go back."

"What...?" Kabara couldn't react for a moment.

"I came to you to ask you if the scars on your face should be removed." The little girl spread her hands, "But now it seems that your answer is no. Since that's the case, I have nothing to say."

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to answer.

That's right, she never had the upper hand in negotiations. In the past, she was often speechless when she negotiated with Queen Bishui, just like now...

But the two feels so different.

"By the way, the Star Flower Theater Troupe has a performance tonight, right in Xiai Camp," Nanava smiled, "If you return to the team now, you might be able to see the end."
Chapter completed!