The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 224

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland

Chapter 224 What Package?

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When several medics rushed over to a large soldier, half his body covered in blood–Beau Buckley–and tried to lift him, he pushed them away with a shaking but firm hand.

“Don’t … worry about me…” Beau’s voice was hoarse and broken. Every word took everything he had. “My mental power… is collapsing … I’m done… Save the ones who still can be saved…” His pupils were shrinkin and dilating unevenly–a clear sign his mental power was breaking down.

ral, I’m not making it eith

his teammate, his fac

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ers who knew

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ve the supplies for the others…” Nearby, a young soldier slumped feless. Faint blood trickled from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

were severe–basically a death sentence by the kingdom’s illpower to refuse treatment.

ded like thunder across the port, filled with authority–and pain held my soldiers! Every one of you, lie down and get treated! That’s an an be saved, not you!”

e wounded who were tryin held up by his comrades-

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ment of the battle, Elmer ommare mental shriek

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en his eyes locked onto a young

n so he could land the finishing blow

stian had taken a hit himself–a blade–like jury on his arm.

terrifying 82% in the preliminary scans

ent Standards, anything over 70% was

e of survival. Over 80%, you might as well start

The hopeless look in the soldiers‘ eyes shifted–just a of hope.

opped resisting. They let the medics carry them.

ut order quickly returned. The only sounds left were the frantic

ers, and medical officers shouting instructions.

egion. Discipline and loyalty were carved deep into their bones, even at

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