Chapter 49: Its a thief
Aric, after taking him home, laid him on an uneven couch. He pulled up his ragged jacket, only to see the wound bleeding and the face of the man pale enough to make Aric think that this guy wouldn’t even last a few minutes.
He went to the wardrobe and opened the secure box. There were 3 or 4 health packs, along with some gold coins. These were his emergency stack, in case one day he would need it. He took one health pack out and administered it to the boy.
The fire burnt on the side as Aric could see that his wounds had started healing. But the pale face of his didn’t leave as he had lost too much blood. The health pack could heal any external or internal wound, but it couldn’t regenerate the blood. It could only accelerate blood formation faster.
Now the boy’s fate was in the hands of Gods if they existed here. Aric took a thick blanket and put it on him. He didn’t need to stay here and left for his home.
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1000 hours
The sun was shining brightly through the glass windows, its strength slowly rising but not enough to make the snow outside melt, but enough to make Alden, who was lying on the couch, very uncomfortable. The fire had already subsided in the fireplace and he was wrapped up in a warm blanket that made his sleep very comfortable.
Only the sun forced him to open his eyes. At first, he was all groggy and couldn’t understand where he was and what was going on. Then everything came rushing back to him. The betrayal at the forest, the wound, the hospital.
He could only remember losing his consciousness in the harsh snow and the next thing he knew, he was here. He instantly checked his wound and was blown away by the fact that there was not an inch of scratch or kind of scar on his wounds. There were multiple wounds on his body but now there was none.