Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 224 Psychological comfort of the group

Karona once again appeared in Felissa's small grocery store. From the outside, there was no problem. Felissa immediately greeted the person when she saw him appearing at the door of the store.

"You finally showed up," Felissa looked at Karona, almost crying, "I'm worried about you."

In the past few days, she had not thought about food or food, and her conscience had been tortured. She could only pray in her heart that they would be safe.

She wanted to ask Karona what happened to her these days, but she didn't dare. Even if it wasn't her intention, she was one of the drivers of these girls' disasters.

She could only whisper: "I'm sorry."

Karona was startled for a moment, then smiled: "What are you apologizing for? It has nothing to do with you..."

She was smiling, but it was just a smile. Felissa couldn't feel any of her smile, as if she was laughing just for the sake of laughing.

After all, it is too difficult to ask a person who is ill-fated to laugh sincerely. Maybe she can only laugh sincerely until the day she is truly freed.

"Are the stars still folding?" Felissa asked abruptly.

"Yes," Karona said when she mentioned the half-folded box containing the stars, Karona's eyes finally got a little brighter, "Everyone folded it together, and together we quickly folded a thousand pieces."

"Everyone folds a thousand pieces together, and my wish will come true. Then if we fold another thousand pieces, everyone else's wishes will also come true, right."

Facing Karona's eyes that finally looked a little angry, Felissa couldn't say "no".

Origami was originally just a method used by Felissa to stabilize Karona and the others' emotions. Focusing on one thing for a long time can divert a certain amount of attention. Although the effect is there, it is limited after all. She originally wanted to do it step by step.

After a period of exposure, she entered the next treatment, but obviously she was left with too little time.

Psychotherapy has always been a long-term process, with treatment periods lasting several months and years. She only had a few days here, so time was indeed too tight.

Moreover, post-traumatic stress disorder cannot be cured by her with psychotherapy. Without medication, it is really difficult for her to cure people.

"Crack...what?" Azarez didn't understand the new term, and he frowned, "What is that?"

Felissa explained to him: "A psychological illness."

Very good. When Felissa saw Azarez's expression, she knew that Azarez didn't believe in mental illness.

It’s no wonder that Felicia is not surprised.

"You understand that these things have cast a deep shadow on them, causing them to be afraid to have contact with others."

"Oh." Azarez responded nonchalantly.

He really didn't care. Those maids were just tools to him. Not to mention having any mental illness, even if a few of them died, as long as they were not in the way, he didn't even bother to look at them.

He couldn't understand why Felissa paid so much attention to this matter. He could only understand that it was Felissa's innocence and kindness.

Innocence and kindness is a derogatory term among demons. In Azarez's view, even among humans, innocence and kindness are easy to suffer.

But if this was reflected in Felissa, he would find it extremely cute.

It's quite good, isn't it? Felicia followed him in as an undercover agent, which can be regarded as wronging her, and it's good to give her something to do.

Azarez asked directly: "What do you want to do?"

Felicia knew that her next request might be a bit too much, but she would not be willing to give it a try: "I want to provide collective psychological comfort to the maids in the city lord's mansion."

The grocery store is too small to accommodate many people, but she is not familiar with this city at all and doesn't know where to find a suitable venue. The City Lord's Mansion is her best choice, at least now the person in charge of the City Lord's Mansion is Wen

Center.

"Okay," Azarez agreed without much thought, "but we have to wait until we make arrangements."

"No problem!" Felissa agreed. She was not ignorant. She insisted that Azarez handle the matter for her now. If she had the patience, she could wait.

Azarez quickly found Vincent.

Vincent glanced at Azarez who suddenly appeared in his room, and calmly continued to put a bandage on the wound.

"You can still be hurt?" Azarez raised his eyebrows and asked mockingly.

Vincent came back yesterday. He went to deal with the problematic transportation materials. Before he arrived, he guessed that the problem with this batch of materials was most likely caused by the human race. It happened that he had news to pass on to Frey.

De, rushed to the scene. When they arrived at the scene, they saw that there was something wrong with the wheels of the bullock carts. After asking, they found out that the wheels of each cart had been scratched. Halfway through, the wheels fell apart, so

They could only stop halfway.

Replacing a car is a big project, and there aren't that many cars for them to replace, so they can only find a way to change the wheels.

The manpower in the city was absolutely insufficient, so Vincent naturally asked people to go to the military camp to ask Cress to send soldiers for help.

This batch of supplies was very important. Although Cress had doubts about why there was a problem at this juncture, she couldn't leave and had to send someone to deal with it.

A dozen soldiers came with replacement wheels and several magicians, just to ensure the safety of this batch of supplies.

This completely played into the hands of the human race.

Magicians are an important resource. One less threat on the battlefield. Even these magicians were once nobles.

The leader of the operation was Nancy. She and her men lay in wait for a day and a night and finally waited for the opportunity to take action.

The moment Nancy became violent, Vincent and her looked at each other, and they immediately understood each other.

Vincent ignored the others and rushed directly to Nancy to fight with her. During the fight, he quietly handed the note to Nancy.

You still have to fight seriously. Vincent's strength is higher than Nancy's. After all, his age is there, and Vincent came out of a real fight on the abandoned avenue, but Nancy doesn't talk about martial arts.

ah.

Seeing that Nancy was about to fall into a disadvantage, Ulysses appeared on the battlefield mysteriously. He provided Nancy with battery life and applied negative status to Vincent.

It was not that Vincent couldn't avoid Ulysses' sudden attack, but he didn't. A strong white light exploded in front of his eyes, and Nancy seized the opportunity to stab him.

This is where this wound came from.

Both Vincent and Nancy had a sense of proportion. This wound looked ferocious, but in fact it did not hurt any vital parts. It was just that the wound was long, so it looked particularly shocking.

It's just a trick, you have to pay a price to gain Cress's trust.

Vincent didn't want to discuss his wounds with Azarez: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't stay too long, you'll be easily discovered."

Damn it, Vincent didn't want him to be discovered in the city lord's palace, who else could discover him? Azarez sneered at Vincent's words, but did not refute, and made his purpose clear.

Vincent readily agreed.

Azarez was surprised that he agreed so neatly. Vincent shrugged: "You will know when the time comes."

(End of chapter)