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.

you wish to

figure out

to flow more rapidly,

avoided looking at

intently on Melons clear,

spent much time together, and Melon

injury was grave, he was offering his

released Melons wrist, settled himself more comfortably, and closed his

in watching the

eyes shut, Melon feared

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

faint breath from Moss,

inspect his wound, silently hoping it wasnt located over the

to the heart would

was no

eventually discovering that

seemed a deep abyss, from which blood continuously

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