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 go home, then

youll figure out how to get

from Moss fingertips began to flow more rapidly,

avoided looking at

gaze rested intently on Melons clear, innocent

together, and Melon

his injury was grave, he was

wrist, settled

the blood

still, eyes shut,

he screamed and reached out with a shaking hand to check Moss breathing,

he detected a faint breath from

blood-drenched shirt to inspect his

wound to the heart

discovered that there was no wound

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

abyss, from which blood

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