Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 258 This werewolf is a ruthless person (33) (seeking tickets~)

After getting off the carriage, Ron and Nora followed Jolina into the shabby house.

It was still afternoon and her father was not at home.

"Because I usually do the housework, my father doesn't know that there is someone more in the utility room."

Jolena said:

"The utility room is at the corner at the end of the corridor. If you don't deliberately go there to get things, you will basically not find any abnormalities in it."

The three of them walked through the narrow corridor and came to the door of the utility room.

Jolina took out the key, unlocked the upper lock, pushed the door open and entered.

The utility room is surrounded by shelves for placing items, and there is only a space in the center that can barely be filled with seven or eight people.

But now, this space is occupied by a figure covered in bandages.

He was lying on a thin quilt, except for a pair of underpants on his lower body and his body covered by bandages, everything else was exposed to the air.

The gray-black and white hair is very lush, and the prominent wolf mouth is quite ferocious, which makes people daunting.

If it hadn't been for a body that was close to a human shape, Ron would have doubted whether this was a real wild wolf.

After seeing the real face of the orc, Ron's first reaction was not horror or curiosity, but admiration.

It's not that I admire orcs, but I admire those nobles who have intercourse with female orcs.

As we all know, half-orcs have two origins.

Either a human male mates with a female orc, or a human female mates with a male orc.

Thinking of this, and looking at the orc in front of him, Ron couldn't help his eyelids twitching.

But now it is still important to save lives.

Ron took out some scale leaves and handed them to Jolina: "Go and make a medicinal soup and feed it to him. I'll see how he's doing."

Jolina quickly took it, and ran out of the utility room while thanking her, and ran into the kitchen to make medicine.

"The store manager, the scale leaves can actually be eaten directly, right?"

"Does he look like he can swallow it by himself?" Ron laughed and said, "And I have to check his physical condition first, so I don't want to be cured and then harm others."

Ron stepped forward and squatted down, using grudge and magic power to check the other party's injuries.

Of course he hoped that this was a good orc who would reciprocate his kindness, but it was always right to take the worst into account, just in case.

"How is it, manager?" Nora asked, leaning over from the side.

"It's not dead, it can only be said to be a miracle." Ron clicked his tongue.

The orc had several mortal wounds.

Someone slapped the center of the mouth, which directly damaged the heart, which was the most serious injury.

The second is a piercing wound in the lower abdomen.

This wound has caused the vortex of the orc's fighting spirit to be on the verge of dissipating. If it is not healed in time, the level of fighting spirit will definitely drop, and it may not even be possible to directly transform back into an ordinary beastman.

But now, it is a situation that cannot be cured in time.

The vortex of this orc's fighting spirit can't be saved basically.

After discovering the vortex of fighting spirit of the other party, Ron could basically determine that this orc must not be a slave of any nobleman.

Judging from the scale of this dou qi vortex, this is at least a mid-level fighter.

Which aristocrat is out of his mind to keep an orc warrior with intermediate strength by his side?

Moreover, the injuries on his body were different in depth, including damage from magic, bow and arrow, and melee swords.

This is obviously not as simple as facing one or two enemies.

More like a soldier wounded and retired from the battlefield.

It couldn't really be an orc escaped from the Winter War in the North, could it?

Ron was taken aback.

This fled from the northern border all the way to the city of chaos... across the entire human empire?

The Winter War broke out in November last year, and now it is mid-February, when is this desertion?

If it weren't for the space transmission channel with the storage room, it would take more than ten days by horse-drawn carriage just to go from the city of chaos to the imperial city.

From the imperial city to the three major passes in the northern border, it will take at least ten or twenty days.

This adds up to almost a month.

Let alone walking on foot.

Turning it three or four times is too little.

I don't know how this werewolf persisted here.

He didn't just walk with bare feet, and he was also injured all over his body.

It was a miracle that he didn't fall on the way.

Thinking about it this way, this one is really a "werewolf beheading—a ruthless man".

But it's not sure yet, we have to wait for this guy to wake up and ask about the origin.

Otherwise, an orc who has been on the battlefield is more harmful than ordinary orcs.

This kind of orc is likely to discriminate against and hate humans by nature. If the body recovers, even if the fighting spirit vortex is hopeless, but the basic physical fitness is still there, what should I do if I see humans fighting without saying a word?

"Shop manager, what should we do after we are rescued? I always feel that it's too dangerous to let him stay here." Nora worried.

"Let him drink the medicinal soup later and save his life, then take him back to the flower shop." Ron got up and said, "I will arrange someone to watch him."

It is rare to have such an opportunity to get to know the orcs up close. It would be a pity if we just let it go.

And it was impossible for him to stay with Jolina and wait for the werewolf to get better.

And if you directly hand over the healing to Jolina, after the werewolf recovers, it will be very dangerous to attack Jolina.

So I just took him back to the store.

With Yuna, the sixth-order assassin, there is no need to worry even if the orc's strength is fully recovered.

Not to mention that the vortex of the orc fighting spirit has been damaged, and its strength is not even one in ten.

If you only look at the level of cultivation, you may not even be able to compare with Ron, a Tier [-] fighter.

While the two were waiting for Jolina to prepare the medicine, the werewolf on the ground woke up once.

As a result, just as Ron was about to ask something, the werewolf rolled his cloudy eyeballs and passed out again.

It seems that the fuel has indeed been exhausted.

Even if Jolina really went to the priest of the Church of the God of Healing, there was probably nothing she could do.

After all, the essence of the healing technique is only to stimulate the vitality of the wounded.

And the werewolf in front of him probably didn't have much vitality to squeeze out.

You can only replenish your vitality with precious medicines.

Ordinary people must be reluctant to waste precious medicinal materials on a dying orc.

Fortunately for Ron, scale leaves, resin, etc., as long as he is given time, a large piece can be mass-produced.

Rescuing an orc is a matter of little effort.

As long as the orc doesn't threaten him.

After determining the next treatment method, Ron waited for Jolina who came in with the soup.

After Jolina carefully fed the werewolf with the soup, Ron told him about the transfer of the werewolf.

"Ah?" Jolina was stunned, and then realized, "Then, I will trouble His Royal Highness Ron..."

She was actually worried these days, for fear that her father would find out that she had hidden the orc.

At the same time, I also worry about what will happen if this orc dies here.

Now that His Royal Highness Ron is willing to take over, of course everyone is happy.

She didn't even think about whether His Royal Highness Ron would harm the orc.

After all, in her opinion, if His Royal Highness Ron really wanted to kill this orc, it would be fine if he refused to come when he was in the flower shop.

Why bother.

So he wrapped the werewolf's body in a sheet, and Ron carried him into the carriage and drove him all the way back to the flower shop.

Because now Nora is sleeping with Ron.The previous guest bedroom had been vacant for a long time.

So Ron carried the werewolf directly into the bed in the guest bedroom.

"That's it." Ron clapped his hands, looked at Jolina who was on the side, and ordered, "I'd better trouble you to take care of him during the day, and once he wakes up, notify Nora immediately or find me directly."

"Okay." Jolina nodded seriously.

Fluttering Street Diary: From now on, there will be no water groups in the afternoon, and every time I do water groups, I will have to type crazy at night... I am exhausted...

(End of this chapter)