<b>Chapter </b><b>981 </b><b>Wynter Calmed </b>the <b>Heroic </b><b>Spirits</b>
<b>In </b>fact, <b>it </b>wasn’t so much that M was looking at Wynter, but rather <b>through </b>her. M <b>could </b>see <b>the </b><b>future </b>they had been fighting <b>for </b>all along through Wynter.
With a heart attuned to Heaven and Earth, they strived to uplift the lives of all, carrying <b>on </b>the wisdom <b>of </b>the past<b>, </b>and ushering in an era of enduring peace and prosperity. As long as the new Cascadia <b>hadn’t</b>
árrived, M wouldn’t give up.
Originally, M felt a bit disheartened. It wasn’t so much about whether people of the future <b>would</b>
remember them or not.
It was the worry that the youths, whom the mentors had high hopes for, might have becent
and reliant on others.
Was this the future? Were they still being bullied? This would have made her upset. But seeing Wynter now, M understood that the youths of the future were doing just fine.
They had better lives, they were more educated, more capable, and more knowledgeable. They carried <b>an </b>unwavering confidence in Cascadia.
Seeing that they dressed well, had enough to eat, and everyone had the opportunity to study was more than enough for M. A pair of dimples appeared as she smiled. The future was truly wonderful.
Wynter could understand the meaning behind M’s gaze. Just before M left, Wynter blurted out,” August 15, 1945. That’s the day Foplya announced their unconditional surrender.
“There are still five years to go. It’s now thetter half of 1940. In less than ten days, we will <b>soon </b>achieve a great victory in this battle.”
“Five more years…” M lowered her eyes before looking at Zayden. “Zayden will live to see that day. By then, he can go to school like all of you, and he’ll have clean clothes to wear,”
Wynter gazed deeply at her. “He will.”
M had no more regrets as she left decisively. The sound of gunfire outside was relentless. No one could guarantee they would return once they stepped out, but everyone was resolute because they held the highest beliefs.
The underground rest area quieted down considerably after M’s departure.
Not wanting the awkwardness to continue, Jairo offered sincerely, “Miss<b>, </b><b>are </b>you really <b>a </b>medical
student? You could team <b>up </b>with my friend. She studies nursing, right<b>, </b>Kristina?<b>”</b>
Kristina nodded vigorously. “Yes, I can help. But it’s tough <b>without </b>antibiotics.”
Wynter nced at them and epted their goodwill. “Do you know how to start a <b>fire </b><b>and </b>boil <b>medicine</b><b>?</b><b>”</b>
“Uh…” Jairo hesitated for a moment. “Sure, I guess. I often <b>cook </b>instant noodles <b>in </b><b>the </b><b>dorm</b><b>.</b><b>”</b>
Wynter picked up a knife from the table. “You start the <b>fire</b><b>. </b>Kristina, <b>see </b><b>what </b><b>you </b><b>can </b><b>handle </b><b>when</b>
<b>patients </be. <b>Use </b>the <b>alcohol </b><b>from </b>the confiscated foreign <b>liquor </b><b>for disinfection </b><b>where </b><b>you </b><b>can</b>.
Chapter 981 <b>Wynter </b>Calmed the Heroic Spirits
“Disinfect with <b>foreign </b>liquor<b>? </b>I’m not sure about the dosage…<b>” </b><b>Kristina </b><b>hesitated</b>.
Wynter’s voice was calm. “This is a special circumstance. Handle the wounds as well as <b>you can</b><b>. </b><b>For </b><b>the </b>ones <b>you’re </b>uncertain about<b>, </b>wait for me.”
Wynter nced at the Savior who was standing in the corner as she spoke. She walked <b>over </b><b>to </b><b>him </b><b>and </b>whispered, “Can you spare us some blood?”This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.
Whitley smiled brightly. “Of course. I’m happy to help.”
Wynter swiftly drew three drops of Whitley’s blood, which soaked into the ground with <b>a </b>touch of <b>her</b>
Arcane Way.
Regr people couldn’t use the Savior’s blood, but it would bless thend with fortune when absorbed by it. It would make the war more favorable for them and appease the heroic spirits who had sacrificed
themselves.
Nico, who had been reprimanded by Wynter, was still resentful but didn’t dare confront her directly anymore. He could only quietlyin to Jairo.
“Are you really going to listen to her? Don’t you think she’s a bit strange? She’s too calm about all this. She’s not even curious about how she ended up traveling here.”