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 home, then

clever; youll figure out how

fingertips began to

avoided looking at his

his gaze rested intently on

they had spent much time together, and Melon had brought laughter to his otherwise

was grave, he was offering his final advice to

Melons wrist, settled himself more

absorbed in watching the blood to fully grasp

Moss lie still, eyes

hand to check Moss

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

inspect his wound, silently hoping it wasnt located

the heart

discovered that there was no wound on Moss

the blood upward, eventually discovering that Moss had been shot in

deep abyss, from which blood

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