A foreigner's journey

Xinghai Prosthetic Hand…Millison picked up the prosthetic hand and looked at it carefully.

The prosthetic hand was ivory white, with beautiful and smooth lines. If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t even be able to tell that it was an assembled prosthetic hand.

The joints of the prosthetic hand were very harmonious, and the lines of the wrist, palm and fingers were slender, which was very similar to Millicent’s left hand. Holding it in her hand, Millicent could even feel that the prosthetic hand had its own vitality as if it were flesh and blood.

There wouldn’t be a second prosthetic hand like this even if you looked at the entire border area, right?

Millicent held this precious gift, and then thought of the scarlet corruption in her body that was silent for some reason. How could she not guess that it was the strange man in front of her who saved her.

She slowly stood up, holding the prosthetic hand a little stiffly, and her voice was as beautiful as before but a little weak:

“Please, please ask, why did you save me?”

Heather didn’t speak, but hooked her finger at Millicent, motioning her to sit in front of the bonfire.

Millicent didn't know how she walked over there. She found herself sitting in front of a crackling bonfire.

The warmth of the bonfire relieved her tense spirit a little, and she had the energy to secretly look at this strange man.

His black hair was like matte feathers of a crow, and his handsome appearance made Millicent not know how to describe it in words. His figure was well-proportioned and his muscles were smooth, which made him look powerful.

Millicent didn't understand why someone would spend so much effort to suppress the scarlet corruption of a woman like her who only brought scarlet corruption, and made such a beautiful prosthetic hand for her.

She touched her face unconsciously and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

No, it's impossible. The man in front of her was as handsome as the legendary demigods. How could he fall in love with an ugly woman like her?

In front of the bonfire, when Millicent secretly looked at Heather, Heather was also looking at her.

Millicent is about 1.7 meters tall, with shoulder-length red hair. Her appearance is not absolutely beautiful, but it can be described as delicate and pretty. The key is her temperament - she is weak on the surface, but extremely determined and tough on the inside.

Although I didn't complete the game when I played the Elden Ring, I had already started doing Millicent's side quests, and there are also plot analyses about Millicent on the Internet.

Heather, who always disliked spoilers, opened the post for the first time and took a few glances. Only then did she find that Millicent had a great relationship with the Valkyrie Marlene.

Now observing Millicent closely, Heather could vaguely perceive the strangeness of Millicent's soul through the soul gem.

She was like an ignorant and helpless child, a fragment peeled off from a certain soul body. To describe it in more vivid words, she was just like a low-profile version of the living face Yu clone, representing a certain personality or humanity of Marlene.

So that's it, I have figured out the principle of the clones of many demigods in this borderland.

In this way, this child is the human existence of Malenia. Malenia, who has abandoned her humanity, is no longer the invincible Valkyrie, but the incarnation of the Scarlet Corruption Goddess.

Interesting, really interesting.

Heather's "good teacher" characteristic is activated, and the helpless Millicent in front of her is simply a treasure.

She has the excellent potential of the Valkyrie, and the human brilliance that the Valkyrie no longer has. More importantly, she is still a perfect rough jade that has not yet been carved into shape.

Heather rubbed his hands frantically in his heart, but on the surface he seemed calm and indifferent, like a perfect good man. He wore a gentle smile that could make women relax their guard, and with the concept of dreams spread secretly, his voice was deep and powerful:

"Why do you need a reason to save people, especially to save a child with [potential]?

My name is Heather. Some people call me [Selector], and some call me [Prince of the Star Sea], but I prefer my friends to call me Heather.

Why don't you try the prosthetic hand I made for you? After trying it, maybe you are willing to tell me your name."

Millicent had never been treated so gently, not to mention that the man in front of her was like a god who made her feel ashamed. She was startled at first, then pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and then whispered:

"My name is...Millicent. I am a woman possessed by the scarlet corruption curse, and I don't deserve your gentle treatment.

This, this precious prosthetic hand, please take it back."

As she said, she wanted to return the prosthetic hand to Heather.

"Really? But I don't think you think so."

Heather pointed to the prosthetic hand in Millicent's arms.

She lowered her head and found that her only remaining left hand was tightly holding the prosthetic hand. Her subconscious... didn't want to let go of this prosthetic hand, didn't want to push away this man who brought her warmth.

At this time, Heather's warm big hand took the prosthetic hand from Millicent's arms and whispered: "Don't you know how to use it? I'll teach you."

Millicent's head was dizzy, and she only felt that the filthy self was hugged by this man named Heather, and there was a strange feeling at the broken part of her right shoulder.

Soon, a strange touch came from her right hand... right hand? Millicent subconsciously raised her right hand and found that this Xinghai prosthetic hand was as flexible as her left hand, and she could even faintly feel the touch from her fingers.

Heather had already stepped aside at this time, leaving enough distance for the women who met for the first time to feel at ease, and said with a smile: "It looks very suitable, isn't it?"

Millison slowly moved her right palm in surprise, and was awakened by Heather's words, and hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you very much."

Heather waved her hand: "I told you that you are a child with [potential]. I admire you, Millicent."

Millison pursed her lips again subconsciously, which was a sign of her shyness. She was about to say something, but suddenly she covered her head and groaned.

Many things emerged in her mind.

Heather saw all this and walked over to help Millicent up. It seems that as the scarlet corruption was suppressed, Millicent's sealed memory began to awaken.

After a while, Millicent recovered. She noticed that she was being held by Heather and hurriedly shrank back. She suddenly felt that her clothes stained with blood and mud were really undignified and would dirty Heather's clothes.

"Do you remember anything?" Heather tilted her head slightly.

"I, I do recall some things. I seemed to be planning to travel... To be exact, I wanted to track down Marlene."

Millicent's left hand slowly stroked the prosthetic arm of her right arm, and she said softly:

"After the battle with General Latan on the Ionian Plain, she released the power of corruption and then disappeared, but I want to see her.

I have a vague feeling that Marlene is in the north, farther north of the golden tree."

Haise nodded slightly: "So that's the case. It seems that you have some kind of blood relationship with Marlene that is hard to explain. But please forgive me for being blunt. In your current state, you can't cross the golden tree to reach the north. The beasts, monsters, soldiers and knights on the road can kill you.

So, do you want to listen to my advice?"

As he said, he spread out his palm, and a gem shining with orange light was floating in his hand.

"I want to give you a gift.

A [Sword] that belongs to you alone."