The SSS-rank Guide Doesn't Need Saving novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: "Admiral... I Did Good, Right?"

Zeke moved quickly, tearing open the emergency pack strapped to his thigh and pulling out the R-kit, a compact medical device meant for this kind of field injury. He pressed it against the gaping wound on Gwen’s stomach first, watching as the device hummed to life and began weaving synthetic tissue across the ruined organ and muscle, buying enough time for her to recover.

But he knew this wouldn’t be enough. Gwen would still be immobile and wouldn’t be able to fight. She needed immediate medical attention from the Association. She’d only be able to heal her body quicker and get out of danger if she’s inside the Healing Pod.

And there was also the matter of miasma corruption. They needed a Guide who could purify it.

Suddenly a beautiful face with misty-grey eyes appeared in his mind.

If she were only here... could she purify this?

He hadn’t personally seen Aisha purify anyone, but he believed Nykos wouldn’t lie about being guided and purified by her. He wouldn’t joke about that sort of matter so easily. Besides, Nykos’ obsession with Aisha was far too believable for it to be a lie.

And although Aisha had denied it time and time again, Zeke didn’t fully believe her.

Still, he had respected her choice to hide if that was what she wanted.

But now... he felt regretful.

No... If that was what she wanted, I could force her to reveal herself.

Especially after what she had told them the last time they’d met. Ever since that day, Zeke thought about his actions and decided to distance himself from her. And the sudden report of an anomalous contaminated zone activity had come right at just the right time to distract him and give Aisha her space.

Feeling stupid at thinking of her in a situation like this, Zeke refocused on Gwen.

"Take the Vitally Pill," he ordered as he dug through the pouch at her hip for the small case every squad member was required to carry. He found the pill and placed it in her hand. "Swallow it now. It’ll slow down the bleeding."

It was a rare pill, imported from another star at considerable cost and something the Association had invested in, securing in bulk for their Sentinels and Guides’ uses. Before they entered the zone, Zeke had personally made sure every member of his squad carried one for emergencies just like this.

But Gwen didn’t reach for it. Her remaining eye, half-lidded and glassy, drifted toward him instead.

"Admiral..."

"Don’t talk. Focus on staying conscious."

She shook her head, a smile cracking through blood-streaked lips. "It’s so nice... having the Admiral fuss over me like this. The others in our squad, ugh... would die of envy if they saw this..."

"Gwen."

Zeke frowned. He meant to reprimand her from talking and saying things like this. But he found himself unable to say a word to a gravely wounded squad member.

"I think I can die smiling now."

Her hand trembled as she lifted it, fingers curling weakly into a fist. Zeke stared at it, unable to comprehend for half a second too long. Thinking she needed help for her to swallow the pill, he extended his hand. But Gwen let out a breathless huff that might have been a laugh.

"Bump your fist against mine," she said.

"Stop talking nonsense." Finally, Zeke couldn’t hold himself back from saying it. His jaw was clenched tight. He decided to work on the R-kit on her stomach instead even though he already knew it wasn’t going to be enough. "Save your strength by not talking. We’ll get out of here soon." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"What about the others? We’re going to rescue them, right?" Gwen asked, still worried about the four soldiers who went missing in this annexed contaminated zone.

Zeke was conflicted. The status of the four missing soldiers was still unknown and needed verification. But the situation had become far more dangerous than he had expected.

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