Sophia's Discovery

But seeing little Sophie eating, her mouth was suddenly deflated, and tears fell down.

Feeding the addicted Andrew: "?"

Water spirit technique failed? Grapes are not sweeter but more sour?

Little Sophie's tears became more and more uncontrollable: "Wuwu...Brother Andrew...I don't want you to die..."

The grapes are sweet, not sour at all.

But the sweeter the grapes, the sadder Little Sophie was.

From last night to now, Andrew himself has been thinking about how to accumulate enough power to kill Hobert before the "death period" that the old magician asserted.

In the concept of others, he is just a young man who will die soon.

Although Andrew said to little Sophie last night, "Your brother Andrew, I will not die", but in this flame world, who would really believe it?

"Woo hoo! Brother Andrew! Brother Andrew woo woo woo-!"

Little Sophie's cry at this time reminded Andrew of the "hope of the whole village" in the world before crossing.

Aunt Sophia on the side didn't say anything, but her eyes were a little red, and she looked at Andrew with gratitude.

As for the eyes of the residents in the camp, they were full of regret and regret.

"This..."

Andrew scratched his head, not knowing how to handle the situation.

The existence of the old magician is like an invisible but huge shadow, shrouding Andrew's heart.

To say there is no pressure would be a lie.

But if I say that I have more than 40% confidence that I can kill that bastard old magician, would you believe me?

If today's preparation plan goes well, the winning rate can be increased to more than 60%. Does it make everyone feel a little fantasy?

"Oh, alright, don't cry, you've become a little cat."

Andrew raised his hand to wipe away the tears for little Sophie, and said, "Aren't the grapes sour? As long as the grapes are not sour (it means it's not my 'Water Spirit Technique' that's wrong)!"

To be honest, comfort is not my strong suit.

There's no way...the only thing I can do is divert my attention!

Andrew really thinks that if he continues to let this little girl cry, he can cry all the good mood he brought to Ivan!

Crying like I'm gone, how can I continue today's firefighting plan?

Well, divert attention, divert attention...

Andrew stood up and said deliberately, "Do you still want to eat grapes? If you don't, I'll go out later."

Sure enough, little Sophie was taken aback: "Going out again?"

The little hand grabbed the corner of Andrew's clothes subconsciously, raised his little face, and there were still tears on his face.

If it weren't for a little snot in addition to tears, this cute little appearance would be perfect!

Aunt Sophia on the side was also startled, and then asked strangely, "So early... Where are you going, Andrew?"

Without waiting for Andrew to answer, the other residents in the camp started to persuade: "Stay in the tent and rest, don't run around!" "Yes, yes! Take a good rest, maybe your illness will be cured!"

Andrew was moved and said with a smile, "It's okay...cough cough, I'll just go out for a walk. Thank you for your concern, really thank you, cough."

Looking at Aunt Sophia again: "Can you collect these grapes for me? I'll eat them when I come back."

"...All right."

Seeing Andrew's firm attitude, Sophia didn't ask any more questions.

He took the grapes and went back to the tent to collect them for Andrew.

When he came out of the tent again, he saw that Andrew had left the temporary camp.

Little Sophie asked pitifully: "Mom, brother Andrew, can you live the week predicted by Archmage Hobart? Last night, Brother Andrew told me that he would not die and would live well. Is he lying to me?"

"Of course... I didn't lie to you. Your brother Andrew said that if he can live well, he can!"

Aunt Sophia said something against her heart.

No way, even Ivan, after receiving part of Andrew's treatment, couldn't completely believe that Andrew could completely cure him.

In this flame world, lung burns are terminal illnesses, which is almost the law in everyone's mind.

A resident of the camp asked at this time: "Hi, Sophia, did Andrew say where he is going today? Going out so early..."

Aunt Sophia shook her head: "I don't know."

It's really not known.

It's as if Aunt Sophia doesn't know until now: why did Andrew go to Ivan last night? It's weird!

That child will never trade his body for food like himself...

Huh? etc!

Aunt Sophia suddenly lowered her head and looked at the grapes she was holding that hadn't been distributed.

Andrew ran to find Ivan in the middle of the night...

When I returned to the camp, I brought back a box of grapes...

This--!

Aunt Sophia's face was so weird that she couldn't tell for a while, and she felt that she seemed to have penetrated some amazing truth.

The residents in the camp were still discussing at this time:

"Do you think that Andrew seems to be different from before?"

"What do you mean? Did he rescue little Sophie from the fire last night? Well, it's really not like Andrew's usual style. I can't see that the child was so courageous and loving at the critical moment."

"I think it's not just about saving people, Andrew's whole person is... unusual."

"I think so too. You said he was about to die, but he looked calm. But you said he was fine, and he kept coughing. And the predictions of Archmage Hobert are always right..."

Aunt Sophia continued to distribute the remaining grapes while listening to these discussions.

Like everyone else, Aunt Sophia also felt more and more that Andrew was different from the one he remembered.

However, overthinking is useless.

After distributing the fruit, Aunt Sophia took her daughter's hand and went back to the tent together. She told her carefully: "Stay in the camp tent and don't run around. Mom is going to work in the town today, and she has to raise money as soon as possible to live back to normal. It's not a problem to stay in this temporary camp all the time."

Little Sophie said sensible: "It's good to live here. It's very lively with everyone. Don't be exhausted, Mom."

Aunt Sophia touched her daughter's hair lovingly.

That's why she thinks it doesn't make much sense to think too much about "where has Andrew changed?"

After all, life has to go on, right?

only...

Glancing at the gate of the camp where Andrew left before, Sophia couldn't help it, "thinking it over" a little bit: "Andrew, where is he going? No matter what, it won't be 'just wandering around'. 'It's so simple...'