Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

Blacklett deliberately made footsteps and walked outside.

From her closet, Helette took out several skirts and clothes left by Annaletia and placed all the clothes in front of the bathroom door.

When Heatherly came out of the bathroom, what Heilite saw was indeed a thin girl, not a girl.

Those impressive blue-violet eyes made Heilite a little stunned, his skin was pale, and his long hair cascaded down his back.

Without the stains covering her face, Heatherly's fair skin and face were revealed. The area on her face that Blacklett thought was dirty now had a scar that looked like a burn.

The burn scar seemed to have been there when she was very young. Now it was like a black spider lying on Heatherly's face, quite glaring.

Not only on her face, there were many fresh and old scars on Heatherly's arms and legs, some of which were still scabbing.

"Here is a comb, please fix your hair."

Looking at Heatherly's waist-length and somewhat messy hair, Heilite found the comb left by Annaletia in the bedroom and handed it to Heatherly.

"Okay, okay, Reverend Sir."

Heatherly obediently took the comb handed to her by Hewlett.

Looking at Heatherly who was combing her hair, Heilite asked casually.

"Heatherly, do you know the 'Wake Up House'? Why are those dogs chasing you?"

Blacklett observed Heatherly's expression. If Heatherly had any stress reaction at this moment, he would immediately stop the topic.

However, Heatherly was stronger than Hewlett thought. Although she looked a little scared, she still answered Hewlett's questions.

"No, I don't know about 'Wake House.'

"I was resting in the sewer today when I was discovered by those big dogs, so I ran away. I couldn't see the road clearly in the middle of the night, so I just ran here based on my feeling."

"The following is what the Reverend knows. I am very grateful to the Reverend for saving me, bathing me and giving me new clothes. I will definitely not cause any trouble for the Reverend."

Heatherly wanted to stay, but at this moment she was more afraid of being driven away by Blacklett.

Chapter 153 Give her a sense of security and fresh, warm food

Late at night, Hewlett and Heatherly sat at the table.

After listening to Heatherly's story, Heilite roughly understood what had happened.

Heatherly has no memories of her childhood. Perhaps it is related to the scar on her face. Heatherly only remembers her life in the sewer when she grew up.

So before, Heatherly had always chosen to live in the sewer just like he did before, but Blacklett was luckier than Heatherly.

When Blacklett lived in the sewer, he did not encounter this group of people. Later, he met the Valkyrie Annalethia and found that he could use the Valkyrie's special armor and weapons. Later, he became the Valkyrie Annalethia's follower.

If Helett hadn't met the Valkyrie Annaletia, he would still be living in the sewers.

Heatherly was not as lucky as Heilite. She was chased by dogs released by the people from the "Awakening House". If Heilite hadn't helped, Heatherly would have been killed by the dogs or captured by the people from the "Awakening House".

Living in this city of Mile is a difficult struggle for survival in itself, but at this time there are still people persecuting the suffering.

No, it should be said that it is precisely because of such a bad living environment that more evil people appear. This is human nature. When you feel a crisis, you will do anything for your own benefit.

Human nature is inherently good only in times of peace and tranquility; in times of chaos and hardship, human nature is inherently evil.

The two sides are contradictory, but also reasonable.

"Reverend, shall I clean the floor for you?"

Seeing that Hewlett was thinking about something, Heatherly, who had already answered the question, asked Hewlett carefully.

Looking at the clean Heatherly in front of him, Blacklett glanced at her thin body that looked like ribs, and the physical condition of [severe hunger] on her head.

He waved at Heatherly and pointed to the refrigerator not far away.

"Go, take the things out of the refrigerator. I'm hungry and want to have a midnight snack. Go make it for me."

It would have been better if she hadn't said this, because as soon as she said it, Heatherly's stomach started to growl.

There is no doubt that Heatherly had not eaten.

"Okay, okay, Reverend Sir."

Heatherly walked to the refrigerator, opened it and took out some rice and vegetables.

She took the things and carefully put them in the kitchen, then slowly walked back to Blacklett.

Blacklett looked at Heatherly who was standing there blankly, and he felt a little confused.

"Can't you cook?"

Just now, Heilite meant to let Heatherly cook for herself, but what did Heatherly mean by standing in front of him?

"Ah, ah, that's it, but I've never cooked before. Everything I eat is already prepared."

Heatherly spoke somewhat awkwardly, not daring to look at Heilite, as if she was worried that Heilite would despise her and think she was useless.

"Already done? What is something you can do well...oh."

At first, Blacklett was confused by what Heatherly said, but when he thought about it carefully, wasn't the food picked up from the trash can already cooked?

In other words, Heatherly has always been picking food out of the trash can, so she has never cooked for herself.

In this city that has been blockaded by war, water and electricity are scarce. The church in Helet is able to lead a normal life because of the underground water equipment and generators provided by the Templar Science and Engineering, the support department of the Templar Church.

Most people in this city live a very difficult life, let alone Heatherly who lives in the sewer.

"Well, I only know how to cook porridge. I can't cook."

Hei Lai Te stood up, went into the kitchen to wash vegetables and rice, and started cooking porridge.

Heatherly followed behind, watching Blacklett's every move with wide eyes, curiously.

"Okay, let's eat." When the hot porridge came out of the pot, Black Light put the bowl on the table and called out to Heatherly.

"Thank you, thank you, Reverend Mr.!" Heatherly was unexpectedly not surprised and did not refuse when she heard Blacklett's greeting.

But then Blacklett saw Heatherly walk into the kitchen?

At first, Blacklett thought Heatherly went to the kitchen to clean because he heard the sound of garbage bags in the trash can.

But if I was cleaning, why would there be eating sounds?

Realizing that something was wrong, Blacklett stood up and walked over. He saw Heatherly holding the vegetable leaves that he had originally thrown into the trash can.

"..."

So, Heatherly did not refuse Blacklett's invitation just now.

Because Heatherly never thought from the beginning that Hewlett wanted her to drink porridge, she thought that Hewlett wanted her to eat the discarded garbage?

Even though she was eating garbage, Heatherly still thanked Blacklett?

"Heatherly, put down what you are holding. I asked you to eat the porridge on the table, not the rotten vegetable leaves in your hand."

"Ah, ah? Reverend Sir, but the leaves are still green and not smelly at all. I just wiped them and they are edible."

"I'm not asking you whether these rotten vegetable leaves can be eaten. I'm telling you not to eat that thing."

"But, but Mr. Reverend, I..."

Heatherly held the rotten vegetable leaves in her hands reluctantly and was unwilling to throw them away.

Seeing such a stubborn Heatherly, Heilite went up to her and picked her up without saying a word.

Heatherly, who seemed as light as a small animal, was placed on a chair by Black Light. Black Light held her shoulders, pointed at the steaming porridge in front of him and uttered a word to Heatherly.

"eat!"

Under pressure from Blacklett, Heatherly finally picked up the spoon.

She began to drink the porridge in small sips, and then Heilite let her go.

When Heatherly put down the spoon, Heilite was about to ask if she wanted another bowl, but he saw that there was a lot of rice and vegetables left in the bowl in front of Heatherly.

"I asked you to drink porridge, but you only drank soup?"

"Sorry, Mr. Reverend, I want to save it for tomorrow. I don't want to finish this delicious food all at once."

Heatherly lowered her head and answered in a low voice.

"But the porridge can't be kept overnight. If it is left overnight, it will become inedible."

Blacklett said with a frown.

"No, it's okay. I can drink it. This porridge tastes better than any porridge I've had before! Pastor Mr.'s porridge is really delicious."

Heatherly raised her little face, revealing the scar on her face, and spoke to Blacklett.

Looking at the delighted Heatherly, Hewlett frowned, and Heatherly immediately put away her excitement and lowered her head again.

"I want you to drink all this now, and whatever's left in the pot."

"If you have any left, I will throw it away immediately."

"Also, I'm going to bed. You can sleep in the hall tonight. I'll put the quilt on the sofa. Remember to turn off the lights when you go to bed."

Blacklet knows what it feels like to be hungry and has tasted garbage.

He would not dislike Heatherly.

On the contrary, because Heatherly had a similar experience to his own, he felt pity for the girl in front of him.

Helping Heatherly can be considered a kind of redemption for Heilite himself.

After saying this, Helette went into the room, took out a quilt and placed it on the sofa.

Without looking at Heatherly again, Heilite closed the door of his room.

As he lay down on the bed, the sound of a girl crying came from the hall.

This was the first time that Blacklett heard Heatherly cry. Even when she was knocked down by a vicious dog, or even when she had to take a cold shower and eat garbage, this girl never shed a tear.

As to why she was crying, Helett didn't know.

Let's contact Amanda tomorrow. Amanda is from the Templar Science and Technology Department, the logistics department of the Templar Church. She is also a woman.

It is more appropriate for women to take care of women. It is not convenient for a man like Heather to take care of Heatherley.

If it was a little girl of eleven or twelve, she might have been able to stay at home and recover slowly, but Heatherly was eighteen years old, and what happened in the bathroom just now.

Blacklett can't cook, nor does he use healing magic to treat Heatherly's wounds, so handing her over to Amanda is the best choice. Amanda can also introduce Heatherly to the Holy Church.