When the sky was just beginning to whiten, Duanjian was completely awake.

She turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window, and pushed it open—a slightly chilly morning breeze immediately rushed into the room, carrying both the coolness of melting snow and the fresh fragrance of spring's revival. The dark blue sky had not yet been fully illuminated, but judging from the sparse clouds, it would be another good day.

After getting dressed, she went to the living room. A plate of roasted nuts and a can of vegetable soup had already been set out on the dining table, just enough for four people. Among them, Annie always woke up the earliest, not only finishing her morning routine first but also occasionally preparing breakfast.

Although after formally joining the Witch Union, they had moved from the Diplomacy Building to the Witch Building, and they could go to the castle for meals at any time, Annie often chose to do it herself. In the first month of receiving her salary, she went to the convenience market to buy firewood, butter, salt, and other cooking materials, and she would also gather some wild fruits and vegetables in the wild every week, making a meal every few days.

Duanjian had kindly asked her why she did this, and Annie's answer was very simple. She said that wilderness survival was a skill, and if you didn't use it for a long time, you would forget it. If it came to a time when they needed to flee again, how could they ensure their safe survival?

Duanjian couldn't quite understand the other's idea of always being prepared to wander, but then again, occasionally tasting these wild vegetables and fruits was quite nice.

"Good morning," she said, sitting down at the table and picking at her portion of nuts. "Are you going to the factory today?"

"Yeah," Annie nodded, finishing the last mouthful of hot soup in her bowl. "Some large items can't be pressed out by the workers. The machines can't fit such large things, so they can only be pieced together from small pieces of iron. I heard that Anna xiaojie used to do it, but now it's all been handed over to me."

From her voice, Duanjian could hear a hint of satisfaction and accomplishment, which was probably the most significant change for the four of them since coming to Neverwinter—their abilities were no longer meaningless things. Working for His Majesty and receiving a salary was like a craft. This experience of relying on themselves rather than stealing, deceiving, or depending on the charity of others gave Duanjian a sense of new life. She believed that Annie felt the same way, otherwise she wouldn't still get up early every day and be the first to go to the factory when there was no pressure to survive.

But today was a special day.

"Don't forget about Hero, she today..."

"I know," Annie's expression became much more serious. "Don't worry, I'll finish the work over there early and come on time."

Duanjian breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Well, with you there, she can feel more at ease."

"Then I'll go first," she said, getting up.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of Hero."

"The hot water is in the kitchen, I'll leave the rest to you." Annie didn't say anything more and quickly left the residence.

After finishing her portion, Duanjian went to the kitchen, drew a basin of hot water, and tiptoed into Hero's bedroom—due to the inconvenience of losing her legs, even though there were enough rooms, she usually slept with Annie. During the day, the three of them took turns taking care of her, and Yifei xiaojie and Wendy would often come over to help.

To her surprise, Hero was already awake, leaning against the head of the bed, gazing out at the increasingly bright window. The soft morning light shone on her pale purple hair and fair face, making her look peaceful and lovely. Looking at this scene, it was hard to imagine the cruel treatment she had suffered.

But Duanjian quickly realized that the other party's mood was probably not as calm as it seemed on the surface, which was why she had woken up much earlier than usual.

"Good morning," she said.

"Ah... good morning," Hero shuddered slightly, as if recovering from a daze, and said apologetically, "I'm troubling you again."

"What's the trouble," Duanjian stuck out her tongue. "No one would think that way. And maybe after today, you can do these things yourself."

In an instant, an extremely complex expression flashed in Hero's eyes, with nervousness, anticipation, fear, and excitement... After a long while, she controlled her emotions and forced a smile. "I don't know if it will work—walking.

I've completely forgotten the feeling, even in my dreams, I..." She bit her lip, "I can only crawl forward."

"Then let's start learning again, it's no big deal," Duanjian said, holding her shoulder. "Even God's Punishment Witches can do it, you can definitely do it too. Come on, stretch out your legs."

Hero took a deep breath and lifted the quilt, revealing two legs as thin as firewood—unlike a few months ago, the severed limbs that had been cut off from the knees had grown a lot, almost reaching the ankles, and the hideous scars had turned into smooth skin. Although it looked wrinkled, and didn't seem like a normal person's legs at all, it was much more complete than at the beginning.

And the Witch Union had contributed a lot to this extra half.

At first, Nana Wawa xiaojie could only restore small injuries like severed fingers. Whole limb regeneration was impossible, but after the four joined the Witch Union, Duanjian followed Roland's instructions and cooperated with each witch to test her enhanced abilities, there was a delightful breakthrough—when holding the Broken Sword, Nana Wawa xiaojie's healing effect was fully enhanced, and allowed a severed leg hound to regrow its paw.

This new discovery brought hope for Hero's recovery.

But subsequent experiments revealed that it was not so easy.

First of all, the healing technique only works on wounds, and Hero's severed legs had already healed. To restore them, a wound had to be created artificially. Secondly, even with Duanjian's magic power, the healing could only last for dozens of breaths, which meant that the recovery process had to be carried out in several stages. Adding the two points together, it was a difficult challenge for both the healer and the healed.

On one hand, one had to repeatedly endure the pain of severed legs, and on the other hand, one had to cut open the healed section multiple times, and at first, the treatment plan was in trouble.

Fortunately, Wendy noticed this problem, and then the entire Witch Union took action.

Duanjian discovered for the first time that their mutual calling of sisters was not just a formality, but that they regarded each other as vital relatives in their hearts. Even though the four of them came from Wolfheart and had only joined Neverwinter not long ago, they did not skimp on their concern.

Leaves xiaojie used a special plant called Sleeping Fern to cultivate a herb that could make people lose consciousness. After taking it, they would fall into a coma for several hours, saving Hero from the pain she would suffer.

The cutting was done by Anna xiaojie. Under the sharp Blackfire, a smooth new wound could be completed instantly, and Nana Wawa xiaojie only needed to focus on using her ability.

Finally, there was Speer. Pasi, as the lord of a city, did not immediately return to Dragonfall Ridge after the meeting because of Duanjian. The previous treatments could be described as cautious—because each time she only recovered less than half a finger's length, Nana Wawa xiaojie's magic power would be exhausted. Once the ability disappeared, the unhealed severed limbs would become fatal wounds, so the effect was extremely slow. It was with the help of Earl Speer that the recent treatments had made considerable progress.

And if there were no accidents, Hero would regain her complete legs after today.