Spellcaster of Azeroth

Chapter 95
Chapter 95 Divine Healing

When I woke up, it was already bright.On the bed next to him, Walker had disappeared.Presumably, he should go to the Secret Art Hall of Ironforge to sense and learn about the Holy Light.

Wayne got dressed and came to the first floor of the hotel.It seemed that the first floor of all hotels in Azeroth was where travelers ate, but when Venn came down, there was no one dining on the first floor.Wayne slowly found a clean place to sit down and shouted, "Hey, I want to eat."

"Here we come." The back hall of the hotel replied loudly, and then the dwarf waiter ran out from the back hall of the hotel: "What do you want to eat?"

"Give me some porridge, remember not to put meat in it." Wayne specially reminded the waiter.

"No problem." The waiter nodded immediately, then turned to the back hall and shouted: "One serving of porridge, don't put meat in it."

After shouting, the waiter turned around and said, "Wait a moment, I'll bring you the porridge you want."

After finishing speaking, he ran back to the back hall.Wayne looked at the hurried waiter, a little surprised.He got up and quietly followed the waiter into the back hall of the hotel, and saw a severe burn on one hand of the hotel cook.The pain made him sweat.At this time, the waiter was beside the cook and said to him: "Let me do it, you should go to the priest for treatment."

"There's no need to rush. Anyway, treatment will be done sooner or later. I'll make the porridge that the guests want first." Although the cook was sweating in pain, he was stubborn and insisted on making the porridge first.

"You'd better stop for a moment." Wayne said at this time.

The waiter heard other people's voices behind him, turned around and saw Wayne standing there talking to the two of them.

"Why did you come in? This is not a place where guests should come." The waiter said to Wayne angrily.

"It's very simple, I am the pastor." Wayne didn't care at all, and said to the two dwarves with a slight smile.

"What? You are a priest?" The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then doubted: "You are really a priest at such a young age? I know you are not an adult high elf."

"Whether I'm a pastor or not, you'll know after I treat him." Wayne replied to the waiter, then turned to the chef and said, "Raise your hand."

The chef didn't say anything after hearing this, and directly raised his injured arm.Then Wayne used the magic he memorized to treat minor injuries.Suddenly golden light enveloped the chef's injured arm. Under Wayne's mental control, this magical technique almost exerted its full effect.

治疗微伤：这个DND神术能够治疗1至3点的伤害。可是1至3点伤害是个什么概念呢？如果按照DND的说法，一只鱼人的生命仅仅只有4点左右。这样一对比，1至3点伤害就比较容易理解了。

Under the full effect of this magic spell, healing the injury on the chef's arm is simply a piece of cake.I saw that the chef's arm had recovered to the naked eye.The expression on his face is no longer grinning: "Great, my arm is fine. Wait a minute, little guy, I'll make porridge for you right now. Do you want to order anything else?" ? This meal please."

The happy dwarf chef yelled at Wayne, and Wayne waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm already full with a bowl of porridge."

"Guest, you are welcome, he is the owner of this hotel. He has the final say on everything here." The waiter also said to Wayne at this time.

"No." Wayne shook his head and said, "I'm not being polite. I really can only eat so much. No matter how much I eat, it will be left over, so there is no need to cook anything else."

The chef waited for Wayne to finish speaking, then turned his head and weighed Wayne's figure, and suddenly said: "It seems that you really can't eat much, you high elves are thin, not as strong as us dwarves. And you are a minor The high elves will have less to eat.”

"That's right. That's the truth, so there's no need to do anything else." Wayne nodded, then turned to the waiter and asked, "Do you know where there are herbal medicine sellers near here?"

"Herbal medicine?" The waiter was taken aback, and then replied: "Although these things can be picked everywhere, most of them are picked when they are out, and then they are bought by merchants and shipped to dwarves, humans, and you high elves. Selling. Go to the market in town and ask someone who specializes in buying herbs. You can try to buy some from there."

After hearing what the waiter said, Wayne suddenly realized.Yesterday, he and Walker were a little worried about where to buy herbs.Although Walker is also a waiter, there are no people in Menethil Port where he lives, who would go to the swamp to pick herbs.If one is not careful, it will become a delicacy for swamp creatures, so the herbs in Menethil Harbor are gathered from various places of the dwarves to Menethil Harbor, and then shipped away, so Walker does not know where the herbs here come from. where to buy.

As soon as Wayne learned from the waiter where to buy the herbs, the chef said to the two of them: "The porridge you want is ready. Hurry up and sit down at your seat. I will bring it to you."

When Wayne heard this, he immediately ran out of the back hall and sat in the seat he had just chosen.The chef placed a large bowl of porridge in front of him.At this time, the waiter also took out a small bag from the background and put it next to the porridge.

"What is this?" Wayne asked curiously when he saw the small bag that the waiter put next to the porridge.

"This is the dim sum I made. You can eat it when you go out." The chef said to Wen En with a smile.

"Thank you so much." Wayne nodded and accepted the small package of snacks.These snacks must be accepted. If he doesn't accept them, it will make the chef feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wayne has already accepted the snacks.The chef grinned and went to the back hall.The waiter went back to the counter.Wayne is a little curious about the situation in this store. The owner of the hotel is the cook of the hotel, and the waiter manages everything in front of the hotel. Why does it feel a bit strange?

So Wayne asked the waiter: "I always thought you were the owner of this store, but I didn't expect you to be Mr. Chef. But as the owner of the hotel, why did he work as a chef in the back hall?"

"Being a chef is his hobby." The waiter heard Wayne's question and explained to Wayne with a smile: "Although I am not the current owner of this store, I will be the future owner of this store."

"You and Mr. Chef are father and son?" Wayne suddenly realized when he heard it.

"That's right." The waiter nodded and said, "Don't you notice that we look a lot alike?"

"This..." Wayne didn't know what to say, so he had to answer honestly: "I think all dwarves look similar, and only Walker can tell them apart because he is familiar with them."

"So that's it. To be honest, I thought I was the only one like this." The waiter suddenly said loudly: "Every time I see the human guests staying in the store, I always feel that they are all the same. I always thought that I have what is the problem."

"No, it's just face blindness, it will get better with more contact." Wayne shook his head at this time and said.

After knowing where to buy herbs, Wayne drank the bowl of porridge in front of him slowly, greeted the waiter, and left the hotel to go to the market in this town.

PS: Ten changes are over.

(End of this chapter)