Chapter 1840

Noticing Melon, Moss weakly motioned him over, saying, Come here.

Without a second thought, Melon rushed to Moss side and, seeing him drenched in blood, asked in alarm, Moss, are you okay? Moss gave no reply to Melon.

Blood trickled from his fingertips and splattered onto the deck, yet he made no sound of pain.

His jaw clenched tightly, and his lips paled to white as he bore the severe pain, with sweat forming on his brow.

Noticing this, Melon moved closer, wanting to offer comfort, but Moss seized his wrist.

Listen, the people chasing us are all dead.

I need to rest now.

You can do whatever you like.

If youre hungry, theres food in the storage below the cabin.

Moss inhaled deeply, struggling to remain conscious despite his injury. He spoke with difficulty, teeth gritted.

And-youre free now.

wish to go

youll figure out how to

began to flow more rapidly, staining

looking at his

intently on

had spent much time together, and Melon had brought laughter

he was offering his final

Melons wrist, settled himself more comfortably, and closed

however, was too absorbed in watching the blood to fully grasp what

Moss lie still, eyes shut, Melon feared the

reached out with a shaking hand to check Moss breathing, praying desperately that he

detected a faint breath from Moss, confirming he was just unconscious,

blood-drenched shirt to inspect his wound, silently hoping it wasnt

wound to the heart

that there was no

the blood upward, eventually discovering that Moss had

deep abyss, from which blood

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