radicalducati Chapter 404 Fine Wine and Good Medicine
Chapter 404 Fine Wine and Good Medicine
Chapter 404 Fine Wine and Good Medicine
For some reason, Tuscarola suddenly became very happy.
She sat quietly on the high chair, her legs swinging back and forth rhythmically.
She rested her elbows on the table, supporting her chin.
It must be because the illness has improved a lot.
She slept soundly last night and found that her hemorrhoids were almost completely healed when she woke up this morning.
Well, hemorrhoids do heal on their own, just like Anne did back then.
Anne Tuscarola has become able to accept the name.
Well, it's just a name, a little different from other names.
She used to care too much about Annie, but now, it doesn't matter.
Anne used to be her sister, but they have now broken off all ties.
Tuscarola once resented Anne's ruthlessness, but now she doesn't think so.
She felt that Annie's decision to break off their friendship was entirely her own fault.
Even so, she doesn't need to be too sad about it.
Well, like everyone else, Anne was just a passerby in Tuscarola's life.
Everyone passes by in a hurry; there's no need to care too much.
By the way, Anne is no longer Anne, just like Tuscarola is no longer Lola.
Her name seems to be Caroline, Caroline Sinclair.
Ha, Anne is dead too!
On the table in front of her was a glass of pain-relieving milk, which Gillian had prepared for Tuscarola.
This medicine is indeed effective, and it may not only relieve pain but also treat Tuscarola's hemorrhoids.
Look, it's because of this medicine that Tuscarola, who was suffering from hemorrhoids yesterday, can now hardly feel the effects of the disease.
Although Tuscarola felt she was already better, she still decided to drink the medicine.
Gillian prepared this especially for Tuscalola's sake; she didn't want to disappoint him.
The delicate floral aroma, combined with the freshness of the milk, is an absolute perfect match.
Tuscarola finished it in one go.
Gillian is so thoughtful, Tuscarola thought to herself.
Yesterday, Tuscarola listened to Gillian talk a lot about Gillian's sister.
Her sister died when she was only seven years old, stabbed to death by a slave trader's scimitar right in front of her.
Tuscarola speculated that he was only eight years old at the time.
Yes, she looks similar to Gillian's sister.
Gillian seems to take good care of her younger sister, and according to Gillian's feelings, Tuscarola seems to resemble that little sister.
That's why Gillian would unconsciously call Tuscarola her sister, right?
Gillian's stories were all trivial matters.
But from these little things, Tuscarola could tell that Gillian must be a good older sister.
The naive younger sister probably never realized how fortunate she was to have such a caring older sister.
Tuscarola was even a little envious.
In fact, she herself once thought that having such a sister would always protect her at all costs.
But now she realizes that the bond between them is as thin as a thread.
Ha! The only thing holding their relationship together is the false surname "Booker," how could it possibly be strong?
Gillian treated Tuscarola like her younger sister yesterday, and Tuscarola called her older sister.
But she knew very well that this was also a lie.
Gillian is not her sister, nor is she Gillian's sister.
But this is a world woven from lies and falsehoods, and even the reliable Aaron often lies.
Anne said that Aaron often lied to her and tricked her into doing things like the wolf and the fox.
But when Anne talked about these things, she didn't seem resentful; instead, she seemed nostalgic.
This shows that lies are normal, and Tuscarola must also adapt to lies.
Falsehood is like fine wine, and lies are like good medicine.
One uses intoxication to numb, the other uses bitterness to heal.
Tuscarola would rather take a sip of wine and a sip of medicine and wallow in it all.
But in fact, Tuscarola doesn't like drinking alcohol, let alone taking medicine.
It's just a metaphor for Tuscarola drinking the pain-relieving milk.
I jumped off the chair, and my heart skipped a beat.
Fortunately, her hemorrhoids really healed, and she didn't feel much pain anymore.
Can hemorrhoids really heal so suddenly? The type of hemorrhoids she had was rather unusual.
Tuscarola didn't think about it in detail.
Although Tuscarola enjoys being alone, she suddenly felt incredibly bored staying in her room.
She decided to go find Gillian.
Yes, Tuscarola wanted to do something, and Gillian planned everything for her.
Perhaps we can learn about the next steps from Gillian's words.
Liberate more compatriots and grow the ranks, then she can get rid of this burden with peace of mind.
Tuscarola went to see Gillian for this reason.
However, upon closer reflection, it would not be a good thing to act rashly at this moment.
She had already guessed that the enemy she was facing this time had a formidable commander.
That person's skill level might not be inferior to Anne's.
Despite finding that Gillian had advantages over Anne, Tuscarola felt that Gillian, apart from being gentle, was inferior to Anne in every other way, and that her level was the same.
Over-reliance on Gillian is unlikely to be beneficial to the current situation.
However, Anne said that being able to listen to other people's advice is a virtue.
Perhaps exchanging ideas with Gillian and listening to her thoughts could help Tuscarola open up her thinking?
Stepping out of the room, Tuscarola was somewhat perplexed.
Where should we look for Gillian?
Previously, Tuscarola had never met Gillian, nor had he ever seen anyone else in the warehouse.
Even the person who brought food to Tuscarola was Gillian.
She merely passively followed Gillian's reports; Tuscarola entrusted the operation of the team entirely to Gillian.
Tuscarola then suddenly realized that although she was surrounded by her compatriots, she did not know anyone else.
Walking through the warehouse, Tuscarola was about to ask a few people for information.
But I found that almost no one here smiled.
Even though they have been liberated, why are they still so sullen?
Could it be that the constant attacks from external enemies make them feel insecure?
These people walked with their heads down on the streets of the warehouse, as if an invisible force still clung to them.
Tuscarola read cowardice and subservience in their eyes.
This disgusted Tuscalola.
She hates subservience.
Occasionally, one can see a group of compatriots conducting military training in an open area.
Regardless of gender, only when everyone takes up arms can the force grow stronger.
However, Tuscarola did not hear any passion in their shouts.
It was as if someone was whipping their backs hard with a long whip before they started training.
Nausea·--
Tuscarola's mood suddenly turned very bad.
She didn't want to wander around any longer, so she grabbed someone and asked them:
Where is Gillian?
Few people in the warehouse recognized Tuscarola, and this man clearly didn't.
He made a shh gesture towards Tuscalola: "Shh! You mean, Lady Gillian?"
Upon hearing the other person's words, Tuscarola frowned, feeling a strong sense of unease.
This man spoke to Tuscarola in the language of green eyes.
However, the last word is clearly a word from the Kingdom Language.
People without green eyes would intentionally add an unfamiliar foreign word to their native language.
Tuscarola realized that something was wrong.