Chapter 2448

In that incident, TIA was cheated into the monastery and finally rescued. In fact, it was only more than ten days before and after. During that time, the number of times she really saw the criminal leader who was probably the "behind the scenes" of the whole case was actually very few.

Among them, what impressed her most was the first meeting from the "black prison".

It was an old man, a slightly fat white robed old man who looked very kind on the outside - at that time, the old man was sitting in a study full of books. When she was dragged in, the old man didn't seem to notice it at the first time. He just looked at a very thick and thick book silently through the frameless lens on the bridge of his nose.

The old man's white beard was trimmed neatly, ruddy and hale. Even if he only wears a white nightgown, it doesn't look sloppy. On the contrary, it makes his image more friendly and natural.

"Master, the new boy has been brought to -"

"I've said many times that don't call me 'master'. There is no master or servant here. I just lead you for a few years as an elder for our common ideal. I'm old. When I die, you have to move forward by yourself, don't you?"

When TIA was casually thrown on the carpeted floor and felt bone piercing pain in her heels, ankles and lower legs, the other two in the study were also having a simple conversation. Even if TIA didn't pay special attention, she could hear from the tone of the man who dragged her here that the other party had great respect for the old man in front of her.

Just then, she found that the old man had come out from behind the desk and came to her silently.

"Well, as I said, don't always be so rude - every child who comes to us is as unfortunate as we used to be, so we should treat them like a family."

The old man leaned down as he said, as if he had noticed the scar on TIA's leg. He slowly stretched out his wrinkled but still calm hands, as if he wanted to touch them with pity. TIA subconsciously shrunk her bloody legs. Seeing this, the old man immediately stopped.

"Your name is TIA, isn't it? Don't worry, it's okay."

With that, the old man suddenly took out a magic wand from nowhere and moved in a certain direction. The next moment, a palm sized medicine bottle suddenly flew out from a distant corner and fell into his hand accurately.

TIA's eyes, hidden behind the messy bangs, blinked and didn't speak.

"This is a medicine for curing wounds. It works well and won't hurt... It will itch during the healing process. It will be fine in a while."

The old man held up the medicine bottle and shook it in front of TIA's eyes. Then he pulled out the bottle cap and signaled that TIA could put her foot further towards him.

It's a bottle of fresh flavour, produced by the magic Francis Hospital of the US, which is printed on the label. Even TIA, who has only been in the magic world for a year and hasn't even studied hard, knows that this is the best magic medicine brand in the United States. Even the school hospital of ifamani uses this brand.

Of course, what TIA doesn't know at present is that since St. Francis is still dominated by hospitals, most of the output of the subordinate magic medicine research institute is only internal supply. As the only magic school in the United States, it is not surprising that the infirmary has always had a share. However, it is not easy for outsiders to buy abnormally.

So after a little hesitation, TIA chose to obey each other's will and stretched out her legs again.

It has to be said that the fresh white flavor is worthy of being treated as a special remedy for trauma, though precious, the effect is amazing. With only one or two drops on the wound, TIA watched the bloody heel recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally there was no scar left.

"Child, you are very patient. Such injuries don't make you cry. You can see that you may have been used to the feeling of bearing pain... But this is not good. We are not born to bear pain, and we should also be qualified to have our own happiness, don't you think?"

The old man's voice seemed to have a magic, warm and peaceful, both amiable and persuasive. However, it is obviously impossible to melt the hard shell in the hearts of children like TIA with just a few words.

What's more, she was just dragged out of the black prison by the man beside her!

However, the old man obviously had no intention of getting TIA's approval just by speaking a few words. Soon, he turned his head again and said in a warm voice:

"Son, I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart now. It doesn't matter. There's a lot of time. We can talk slowly for a while... I heard from Britt that you were brought by her new roommate Eliza from the street. Like them, you are also a homeless person from an orphanage - I know that you're at a loss because there are many friends with you in the yard People with similar experiences. But from now on, you can take this place as your own home. Everyone is your and my family... Believe this, you have experienced it... "

The old man squatted in front of TIA and talked endlessly. When TIA heard the other party mention Britt and Eliza, she actually wanted to ask for a few seconds, but after hesitation, she chose to keep silent.

On the other side, the old man didn't seem to notice her blinking eyes at that moment, and continued to whisper:

"... child, you may have just heard that I - or all of us here - have an ideal that people like us who have had or are experiencing pain can one day completely get rid of that entangled misfortune.

Therefore, I have accepted many people like you here to live together... Unfortunately, it is easy to create a moment of beauty, you know, just like in the monastery.

However, it is too difficult for such a life to last forever and for each and every generation of unfortunate people to live happily for a lifetime!

TIA, I can see that you are a clever boy. I believe you can understand what I'm talking about. "

Speaking of this, the old man's face, which was already slightly sad, suddenly turned into a smile with sincerity and confidence.

"But it doesn't matter," he said. "I've found a way."