The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Tia shook her head and retracted her magic power. "I can only hold on for so long."

Syrio didn't expect that Tia would rather risk being caught by the church to heal him, a stranger, and now she has even exhausted the remaining magic power in her body just to reduce his pain.

As for running away? Syrio thought that was just an excuse. How could the two of them possibly escape from such a heavily guarded location?

"You should rest for a while. I can heal myself." Seeing that Tia was fine, Syrio no longer hid his wounds and healed his own wounds, and then healed Tia's magic.

"it is good."

Tia thought she could still recover for a while, but she didn't expect that Syrio had healed himself in just a moment and came over to heal her!

As expected, she was too weak. She had exhausted all her magic power and was unable to defeat the opponent in a short while!

Sylio didn't know why Tia was in a bad mood, and seemed a little angry. After he finished everything, he even poured a glass of water for Tia.

Now is not the time to reflect. After Tia took the water and drank it, she quickly found a wet towel and dipped it in water. Then she moved two chairs to place them on the left and right. Unfortunately, she was still a little short, so she could only find some books to put underneath.

"Nansen, come here." Tia's voice was a little lower now.

Sylio watched Tia wrap the wet towel around the iron railings and then wrap the broom with the wet towel. Although he didn't understand what she was doing, he decided to help Tia.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Push this wooden pole with me and keep turning it to your right!"

Syrio didn't understand but did as he was told, and together they pushed the pole around and around, their strength rapidly depleting.

"Will they come to check on people at night?"

"No, they believe that no one will run away. They still have people in the town." Syrio remembered the news he had heard before.

Tia understood and made a plan.

The two continued to turn the wooden stick. It was not known whether a long time had passed or time seemed long because they were almost exhausted. When Tia was about to doubt the reliability of this method, she finally saw the iron rod bend a little.

"Tia, look!" Sylio was taller than Tia and noticed the abnormality of the iron rod first.

After confirming that this method was effective, the two of them seemed to be filled with energy again. Finally, after a long while, a small hole appeared next to the iron rod that could be used for people to squeeze out.

Tia took down the things and put them back in their original places, covered herself with the bed sheet, and took off her outer clothes.

Syrio suddenly remembered what he had just said. It must be these words that made Tia alert, so she wanted to change clothes.

She took a slightly smaller book, tucked it under her arm, and crawled out of the hole.

"Bang!" The sound of the ground alerted the people outside.

"what's the situation?"

Syrio quickly lay down on the ground, "Sorry, I didn't sleep well and fell off the bed."

"Waste!" The man looked inside and saw a man lying on the ground. He spat in disgust without any concealment and returned to his seat.

Tia naturally heard the noise outside, but unfortunately there was no stool to support her so that she could see the scene inside the window, and she didn't dare to shout loudly.

She looked around and saw that the house seemed to be considered a haunted house. No one approached it and there was no one nearby.

After ensuring it was safe, he tore a page from the book, crumpled it into a ball and threw it in.

Syrio saw the paper ball on the ground, quickly picked it up and walked to the window again.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Where else can I go?" Syrio said this with a sense of loneliness that he himself was not aware of.

This loneliness deeply hurt Tia. After escaping this time, she didn't know where Sylio would be sent. Could she save him once or a second time?

"But..." Tia didn't know why, but she suddenly felt so uncomfortable. When she just healed him and opened the window together, he didn't say anything, and now he just accepted being abandoned.

"If I run away and you stay here alone, your injuries will heal again. They won't let you go."

"It's okay." Syrio shook his head, as if he was going to move away from the window. It didn't matter what happened to him.

At least he is not powerless now, he at least saved one person.

Saving just one person, even just one, would be enough! There were no more helpless cries in my ears, and no more desperate looks in my eyes. At least I wouldn't always feel powerless and like a waste when I thought of Tia's face in my dreams at midnight.

"Something's wrong, Nansen. I healed half of your injuries." Tia was so anxious that she almost cried, "Come back!"

After all, Syrio was afraid that after he left, Tia would scream for help and would not be able to run away, so he chose to stand at the window.

"You're just a kidnapped child, what are you worrying about? When you get out, you can live at my house!"

Tia figured it out. Even if she could only save him once, she would save him once! As for the follow-up...if the church wanted to come and take him back, they would have to come. Then, she and her brother would figure out a solution.

At least there must be someone to tell him that he has not been abandoned!

Looking at Tia's determined gaze, Syrio felt as if his eyes were burned. Tia was a child who knew nothing, but he could not be willful. He hid in a commoner's home. The Pope would not let them go.

"I am a member of the church. If you take me away, your family will be retaliated by the church."

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Tia Olviedo Olmiguez~"

Tia knew what it meant to reveal her family's identity, but she simply refused to admit it. Besides the church, who else knew that the little boy in front of her was the future candidate for Pope?

Syrio knew that the Olmegos family did have a place in the eyes of the royal family, and Tia said this at this time just to reassure himself.

I don't know why I wanted to cry at this moment, and a crystal clear tear actually fell on the windowsill.

He finally escaped from the cage...

However, when Syrio thought he would fall into a warm embrace when he landed, he did not expect to be greeted by the cold ground.

"?"

Tia actually understood what Syrio meant from his slightly puzzled look.

What's wrong with her being a 5-year-old picking up an 11-year-old? She also wants her arm.

The two waited for the person outside to ask again, but unexpectedly, the person outside did not speak again.

"What do we do now?"

"Tell them to throw out the things on the bed and use them as a cushion, then teach them all the methods you just used! Oh, and be careful of the little boy in the blue shirt. He might be a traitor."