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Chances to Another Life 34. Devil's Sweet Fruit is Delicious!
I gazed at Sarah, still feeling nauseous and vomiting blood, albeit slightly, but I was already worried about losing blood because of it. My head was supported by the folds of Sarah's robe, which she had taken off.She took out a small glass bottle the size of a pinkie, then drank from it and gave it to me. She seemed to wait for its effect with anxious hope and genuine panic. I couldn't feel any effect from the antidote.But soon after, I stopped vomiting even though my stomach felt twisted as if squeezed from within."Take slow breaths," Sarah guided me to inhale and exhale, and I felt somewhat relaxed afterward."Your dress got stained with my vomit," I said, pointing to her brown dress stained with blood, as well as her robe that became my pillow.Sarah looked at me with an indescribable expression. She blinked rapidly as if trying not to cry, and she often rubbed her trembling hands together."It's okay. This dress is not important," she said softly, almost inaudibly.I then real
Chances to Another Life 35. Someone Kicked My Sweet Pegasus
"Can you tell the difference between a grenade and a landmine?" Ben whispered."It's obviously different, didn't you learn?" Dean responded with irritation.Ben nodded innocently. "We only practiced avoiding those things five times," he defended himself.Willem, walking ahead, then turned to the two of them, pointing to the line of officers preparing their pegasus. "We'll get scolded again later, so keep it down," he warned.I had already arrived at the barracks and was now getting ready to ride the pegasus to the battlefield. Earlier, we had already taken the weapons provided by the military, and this time there was no need to return them!I tightened the bowstring and made sure the arrows wouldn't fall when flying later. The dagger was already hanging neatly in the holster. I had considered bringing a sword, but I thought it wasn't efficient.I might be facing opponents with magical powers, so a sword wasn't necessary. I brought the bow hoping I'd be placed as long-range cavalry so
Chances to Another Life 36. Military Headquarters, yeay!
I sat on the uncomfortable sofa with Willem beside me. Rasen stared at us with eyes as dark as night, intensified by Cedric's presence, which made the situation even more oppressive.Cedric seemed increasingly weary every time I met him. Dark circles surrounded his eyes, and his face lacked color. Perhaps he came to inquire about Adellia's well-being and the gift for her.I only hinted that I had given the gift from him; it was impossible to discuss this openly. Cedric nodded in gratitude.Then I saw Peace kneeling with his hind legs bent, already treated by swift paramedics."Smart Pegasus," remarked a male paramedic while stroking Peace's weakly whinnying snout. He then turned to me with a serious gaze. "Your Pegasus won't be able to walk for several weeks and will need periodic recovery," he continued.I moved to hug Peace, not expecting my friend to suffer such a tragic fate. "How bad is it?" I asked."His leg is bent as if kicked very hard. I've given him medication; he'll be fin
Chances to Another Life 37. Let's Go to the Battlefield!
I was used to exploring forests during my month-long career as a hunter in this world. However, I had just realized that the forests I had been in were nothing compared to what I was experiencing now. Brisia, the officer, led us with deft steps. There was only the sound of breathing that accompanied us all the time. Sometimes I had to walk with my head down or crouch when the officer instructed us to do so. Several times we were told to stay where we were and keep our weapons at the ready. I heard nothing but my own breathing, even the sound of my footsteps on the leaves was kept to a minimum. This forest was relatively the same as any other, with trees floating high in the air. I even found them difficult to climb, as the branches were too far for the average height of the soldiers to reach. The interlocking rocks made the path even steeper. A large boulder blocked the way, so we had to climb over it, making sure our grip was strong enough to avoid an embarrassing fall. Then a ge
Chances to Another Life 38. I Fought With the Rebel Ghost
Reportedly, a 27-year-old man ended his own life by hanging himself in a secluded, abandoned garden near X's apartment. The man was known to be a loner, unfriendly, and rarely left the house. He also had no close friends or relatives to contact. His co-workers said they were not close to him either, except through work. The footage then cut to a beautiful woman crying bitterly, accompanied by her husband. She said the man was her best friend since childhood, a good person. The woman regretted not knowing that he was severely depressed, and she regretted that she hadn't heard from him since he got married and moved abroad. It was discovered that the man was taking sleeping pills and antidepressants without a doctor's prescription, and the drugs were even purchased on an illegal marketplace. It was later concluded that the man was depressed based on notes in his book that he had given up on life. The man was buried in a public cemetery with only a few colleagues and friends in atte
Chances to Another Life 39. I Confided in the Rebel Ghosts
I was once accidentally buried in the ground while training in the barracks, and that was only a week ago. Now I was buried again, this time voluntarily to avoid the fire. This grave was quite deep, otherwise I would have been roasted by the heat of the fire, which I could still feel even though I was quite far from the ground. The crackling of the trees was deafening, similar to twigs on a campfire, but this time I was sure the fire had burned down the remaining trees. Hendrik! I was sure he was the culprit. I also thought that there was no way he could have done this just to kill me, he must have wanted to threaten the military with all of this. That's the most plausible motive I can think of. Then I started to worry about Delilah. She was strong and agile, but I couldn't even estimate Hendrik's strength. There's a chance that he knows Delilah's true identity as the Windvire Clan. I have to get out of here and save her. But I won't be able to do anything until the flames are ex
Chances to Another Life 40. Rebel Ghosts Who Are Kind
It seemed like a long time had passed in the cemetery. Occasionally, I would get up and try to listen to the crackling of the fire that was still burning, or feel the ground that still felt hot. Fortunately, the rebellious ghosts were generous and didn't suddenly show signs of manipulating me. Instead, we chatted about Daisy's doomed romance or Rose's constant rejection of the men in her life. Rose, Jasmine and Daisy were sisters who died 400 years ago as a result of royal persecution. Their home was destroyed and they were taken to the dungeon to be rounded up and slaughtered by the soldiers after a few months of living like prisoners. Therefore, they held a grudge against the noble family, especially the royal family. Meanwhile, Adam was a commoner who lived in the countryside and died of an incurable disease 80 years ago. According to him, he attacked the soldiers because he was just following along. He had no grudge against anyone, but he also had to carry out the orders of th
Chances to Another Life 41. I Was Put On Trial By The Higher-ups
I missed Kimberly, who always treated me when I was injured. The male paramedic who treated me wore a sour face as he treated my burns with running water and antiseptic. In the end, he wrapped bandages around both my arms so roughly that I couldn't help but scream in pain. I wanted to protest, but I also tried to understand the workload of a medic in a conflict I didn't know would end. He must have treated soldiers thousands of times and felt no need to entertain people who were in pain and on the verge of death. Then there was the surveillance and the eagle eyes of the officers who seemed to be watching our every move. I didn't know if the officer was so concerned or if he had other intentions for me. Judging by his piercing stare, the first option was definitely not the reason. The officer was Sand Wittel. The one who was about to exterminate the three rebel ghost sisters, who had luckily escaped when the explosives and the amount of water flooded the tomb. I felt a little guil
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