Mercenaries and Adventurers

Soon, the dried Rainbow Mushroom was crushed into powder by the nimble villagers. The middle-aged doctor checked it and found that the size of the powder was fine, so he asked the villagers to put the poisonous but not fatal mushroom powder into a small bag. in the bag.

The middle-aged doctor came over with the bag and put it in front of the caravan guards: "Every day before going to bed, put a small spoonful in the glass, stir it well, and then drink it up."

At this moment, the caravan guard, who felt a little relieved, was still in the mood to joke: "If I can fall asleep later."

But the middle-aged doctor reassured: "Yes, if you take such a large dose of rainbow mushroom, your body will soon lose control, and you will definitely feel groggy, which can be regarded as sleep. Of course, after taking it, you have to find someone to watch it." It is best to tie your hands and feet with ropes, otherwise when you are poisoned and out of control, it is easy to cause bad effects."

Speaking of this, the caravan guard seemed to have seen the power of this poisonous mushroom, and nodded deeply, expressing that he would do so.

"Usually, such a small bag is enough for three or four days. Regardless of whether the parasites can't stand it after taking the medicine, they will definitely be poisoned to death in a few days. And you, looking at your physical condition, After suffering from the mushroom hallucination, it can be regarded as helping you to rest mentally, try to hold on."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged doctor spread his hands: "Finally, if none of this works, at least you can barely make it to Weifeng Town. There will always be church priests who can properly treat parasites there. If you are a believer in God, That's fine. If not, get ready to spend more on treatment as soon as possible."

The caravan guard nodded affirmatively, asked the middle-aged doctor the price of the poisonous mushroom powder in a low voice, and then took out the money, covered his forehead and left.

At this time, before the third person went up, the villagers made preparations for the treatment of the first patient.

The middle-aged doctor called the person over, first drew an area of ​​injury on the injured area with a charcoal pencil, then picked up the ointment that was already in the shape of city mud, and brushed the ointment on the surface of the wound bit by bit with a wooden slice.

As soon as the ointment touched the wound, the injured caravan man screamed strangely.

"Oh! Oh-uh!"

The caravan guy immediately covered his mouth, his face flushed red.

"What's your name? How does it feel like this?" The middle-aged doctor looked at the caravan guy with a strange expression and asked.

The caravan guy immediately waved his hand and explained: "It's the feeling that something is tearing my leg and trying to get in. It's like a parasite!"

After the last few words, the guy gave another strange cry.

But the middle-aged doctor looked disgusted: "I just heard a few words, so I used it? Please, this is Wormroot Grass. Although there is a worm in the name, it makes you think it is a parasite, but in fact it is a worm. It's a herb, a herb! It's a plant, see? A plant!"

After being told a lot, the caravan guy looked embarrassed, scratching his messy hair with his hands and laughing.

The middle-aged doctor snorted angrily, and then continued to brush the wormwood ointment on the wound with wood chips: "It's normal to have the feeling of entering the body, after all, you hurt the inside, and you don't need some penetrating medicine. It's hard to treat where it's really hurt."

After applying the ointment, he directly pasted the boiled small piece of skin on the injured area full of ointment while it was still warm.

"I'm doing this for your own good. After all, I'm just giving you some medicine to relieve the pain and your leg will gradually get better. But in this way, the trauma on your leg is healed, but there are still some wounds on your bones." Hidden danger, this kind of hidden danger will accompany you for the rest of your life in the future.”

The middle-aged doctor sighed: "You didn't take it to heart when you were young, you only felt the occasional tingling pain from your bones. But when you are old, it will kill you."

Shaking his head, the middle-aged doctor clamped the wooden board next to the leather, and then wrapped the rope around the caravan man's leg, tightly tightening the rope and knotting it.

"Okay, the ointment is very effective. Don't destroy the ones I dealt with. When the ointment under the skin smells, your leg will be cured. Now, pay the money and go."

The caravan guy put on his trousers thankfully, then fastened his leather belt, and then went to the side to pay the money while counting coins.

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The third person had a cold and a fever. This kind of contagious disease is not very troublesome, at least in another world.

The middle-aged doctor took out a made muslin hood and a small jar of liquid, which looked like wine.

"This disease is very easy. Come here, here is a jar of blessed water sold by the God of Wealth Church. This disease can be easily cured for you. In addition, this is an airtight hood to limit transmission to other people. The outside is Made of muslin, with soft hides inside."

Handing these two things to the other party, the middle-aged doctor continued: "Drink some blessed water every day, and then pour some into your nose. Although it will make you choke and feel uncomfortable, you will be fine in a day or two. As for the head The mask is specifically required by the kingdom's decree for this kind of disease. Stuffy is a bit stuffy, but you can still see your eyes when you put the mask on your head. It just so happens that it is very windy here, so you can wear a windshield by the way .”

The third patient was treated differently for the simple reason that this patient was clearly rich in his ornate caravan steward's attire.

No one has trouble with money, and the same is true for middle-aged doctors who rely on their skills for a living. Although there are other ways, he likes this simple, quick and profitable method very much.

It's just that it's very picky, and it must be someone who is rich and unwilling to suffer.

The patient quickly paid the money and took the things and left, and then went to Kiel.

The middle-aged doctor looked at the rosy-complexioned and healthy soldier, but he didn't think the young man was sick. But he still asked the previous question: "Young man, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Kiel smiled and waved his hands: "No, what is missing in the body cannot be cured by herbs."

After looking at Kiel again, the middle-aged doctor muttered in a low voice, "Is it a severed finger or a severed limb? But it can't be seen in armor."

How could he guess that Kiel didn't lose his fingers or limbs during the battle, but his heart was taken away and eaten.

But Kiel continued: "I didn't come to see a doctor. I came here just out of curiosity, but just now I saw the poisonous mushroom powder you sold to the caravan guard. I'm a little interested in this, and I want to buy some."

The middle-aged doctor frowned, not very happy: "Powders are used to cure diseases, not for soldiers like you to do bad things. If you don't sell them, you can go."

Unexpectedly, he was rejected when he just asked, and Kiel pursed his lips: "I didn't use it to do bad things, but I wanted to buy some for fighting." But before Kiel finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party .

"No, no, it's not a bad thing to use it in battle? It's the same thing. If you don't sell it, you can go."

"Don't even ask about the price? I have money."

"If you have money, don't sell it. If you want to, go to the grassland to find mushrooms. I won't sell them anyway."

Keir was speechless. If he had the opportunity to search for mushrooms on the grassland, would he still spend money to buy them? Marching non-stop every day, and not being a local, how can I have the time and energy to do this kind of thing.

But he thought about it, and he remembered that during the rest of the march every day, the logistics cooks would ask the militiamen to try their best to pick up the mushrooms they found along the way and give them to them.

The cooks will sort the mushrooms and wild vegetables picked up by the soldiers on the carriage during the march.

All the poisonous mushrooms were dug and buried at night, and it was considered that after pulling out the mushrooms, they actively helped them reproduce and migrate. Non-toxic mushrooms will be seen and smelled by livestock who are naturally able to identify whether they are harmful, and finally added to them when cooking, and enter the stomachs of everyone.

It occurred to Keel that those poisonous mushrooms were going to be thrown away anyway, so why didn't he use them.

There is no need to spend money to buy it.

Thinking of this, Keir shrugged, and left here under the frowning gaze of the middle-aged doctor.

"Teacher, will driving this person away like this cause trouble?" A young villager asked anxiously.

After all, Kiel was dressed in armor and had a long sword with a glowing scabbard, so he was not easy to mess with. Although it is not clear about Kiel's specific origin, the young villagers are still a little scared.

The middle-aged doctor pondered for a while, and then asked everyone to clean up. The medicine jars were sealed, and the room was locked later. Everyone is closed tonight, and it will only delay for a day anyway.

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After Kiel went back, he distributed the bought food to the two guards of the knight. Although it was colder, the firepit in the middle of the underground building has not been extinguished, and it can be eaten when it is slightly warm.

He found the cooks among the logistics staff and made his request.

Nothing else, just don't throw away the poisonous mushrooms you find every day, just give them all to him. He will simply sort the poisonous mushrooms by shape and color, and then record them in the notebook.

As for the combat use of poisonous mushrooms, the mushrooms had to be dried first, then ground into powder, and then find a way to use them in combat.

In fact, he had a general idea about this after the incident in Grass Rat Town a few days ago. Today, he saw the village doctor using poisonous mushroom powder to treat parasitic diseases in this way, and he officially proposed to do it.

The chefs all knew Keel, the young man who became the servant of Knight Crow. Even if they had no information, they all saw the scene of Kiel fighting with the militia guards at night.

"Don't make it difficult for everyone. In this way, those poisonous mushrooms have to be dealt with anyway. I will buy one poisonous mushroom, remember, it is a poisonous mushroom, and buy them at the price of one iron coin."

The cooks looked at each other, and the price was a bit low, but anyway, the money came for nothing, so there was no problem.

But how many poisonous mushrooms can be picked up every day is an uncertain number, and they don't know who will get the money in the end.

"I don't care about this, anyway, you should discuss it internally. There is not much money, so just make a little money along the way while marching." Keel shrugged and said, so far, the cooks have no doubts.

Back at the resting place, Keel sat on the dog-skin sleeping bag to exercise the life energy in his body for a while, and then fell asleep.

The sound in the circular underground space will be refracted several times, and some people not only snore, but also grind their teeth and talk in sleep.

Usually when camping overnight, there are tents to cover each other, and it is an open field, so the sound made during sleep is nothing. But tonight is different.

Keel couldn't fall asleep after lying down, and the surroundings were either sleeping and farting, or there was a burst of snoring. These noisy sounds not only made it difficult for Keel to fall asleep, but also for other people who slept here for the first time.

Snapped!

Someone called out a guy who was snoring loudly, and the other guy was puzzled, and kept saying that he was wronged. He couldn't hear his own snoring anyway, so he was full of grievances.

But it's useless to be wronged. Baron Kendall is also here, so you can't make the baron sleep because of this noise. So, after the baron's personal guards called up the loudest snorers, they found something to block the mouths of these people, allowing them to breathe through their noses peacefully.

"Remember, whoever dares to take the thing out of his mouth and make a noise to disturb the baron, will be whipped tomorrow!"

Keel heard such threats, direct but useful.

Although the people around were still making various sleeping noises, Keel put on his helmet, buried his head, and finally fell asleep.

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In the morning, before dawn outside, some personnel with extremely punctual biological clocks woke up early in the underground building.

Once they wake up, no one else can sleep.

So, everyone got up, packed up and prepared to wait for a while to eat.

As yesterday, local villagers arrived with wheelbarrows of hay stalks to provide fuel for the overnight crowd.

Knowing that this army would leave in a while, there wasn't much fuel, but enough to provide fire for a meal.

Keir was not very hungry, but in order to maintain a strong body, he still ate a large bowl of thick soup, and then broke open the bread that was made in the village and ordered by the logistics staff last night, soaked it in the boiling hot thick soup, and ate it simply for a moment.

Afterwards, everyone packed up their things, and Keel asked the knight's personal guard to help him carry his dog-skin sleeping bag, while he went out to have a look first.

Go up the stair passage, and then walk through the inclined plane passage to the exit of the underground building.

It was still early outside, and the sky in sight was still dark.

But Keel knew that the glimmer of light on the eastern horizon at this moment indicated that the whole land would be illuminated by the sun in just a few moments.

Unlike the northwestern provinces, which are full of mountains and forests, the western provinces are full of gentle grasslands. Although it is still dark, as long as the sun emerges from the horizon, the positive land will brighten at an extremely fast speed.

Whirring whirring.

In the air outside the building, the strong wind was still howling and blowing, making roaring sounds.

Kiel put on his helmet and looked at the carriage formation in the shadows not far away.

Because of the darkness, he couldn't see anything, not the sentinel on duty at night, and the worried Knight Crow.

At this moment, a golden light in the east quickly flashed across the darkness, and then a golden light instantly changed to one side, and within a breath, it quickly covered the ground and covered everything in Kiel's sight.

So Kiel immediately saw Knight Crowe standing by the side of the carriage.

The knight noticed his gaze, turned his head to look at Kiel, and beckoned after recognizing Kiel.

Pulling the cloak tighter around him, Kiel rushed into the wind.

"My lord, were you safe last night?"

Keir knew that the local wind was strong, and it was impossible to communicate with the whizzing past, so he walked up to Knight Crowe before speaking loudly.

The knight shook his head and nodded again: "It's not safe, but it's okay. Come with me."

Knight Crowe's voice was clearly discernible, and he didn't know how he did it, but Knight Crowe's voice did ring in his ears, as if he was not affected by other sounds around him.

It's okay to not know what it means to be unsafe. Keir followed the knight who called him, and the two walked half a circle around the outer circle of the army's logistics carriage, and saw the thing under the carriage at the other end of the carriage.

With just one glance, Kiel guessed from a pair of huge wings that this thing was the harpy that acted fiercely yesterday.

Keir was also courageous, knowing that this thing must be dead, so he directly grabbed the monster's eagle-like claws, and pulled out the monster that was half his body taller.

Contrary to his expectations, the height and shape of this thing far exceeds that of Kiel himself, and the position of the arm is replaced by a pair of larger wings, which seems to be heavier no matter how you look at it.

Keir was also confident that the opponent was too heavy, so he used his life energy to increase his own strength, and showed Crowe Knight his current results.

But the weight of this monster is so light.

Of course, it's not very light, but compared with the opponent's tall body with wings, this weight is too light.

"Why does it feel about the same weight as me? It's obviously half a body taller than me!"

Keel asked if he didn't understand, and asked Knight Crowe.

"How do I know, but I think that this flying harpy is probably similar to the griffins I have dealt with before. They all look tall, but two reasons make people misunderstand that they are heavy."

Knight Crowe's voice was still clear. He took a piece of rope from a sentry hiding under the carriage guarding the monster's corpse, and then handed it to Keel, waving to Keel to tie up the monster, and don't spread its wings at will. After opening, it was blown away by the strong wind.

After all, this monster is the result of the knight's victory last night, and he will have to show it to Baron Kendall later.

The knight continued: "First of all, these flying monsters, beasts and birds are covered with feathers, so the real body is more than one circle smaller than the feathers. In addition, these monsters that specialize in flying~www.readwn. com~ Not only are the bones hollow, light and strong, but even the muscles that account for the most weight on their bodies are quite different from those running on the ground, including us humans."

Do a weighing action: "Muscles are lighter locally, with more blood vessels, more explosive power, and even better endurance."

"How is that possible?" Kiel yelled.

A chuckle came: "Everything is good, but the energy consumption is too large. This is the most critical disadvantage. With this disadvantage, although the flying creatures have the advantage, those creatures." He kicked Harpies on the side.

"Including this kind, they have to spend most of their time looking for food every day. Unlike creatures on the ground, such as bears, they can go without eating or drinking for several months in winter."

"There are advantages and disadvantages."

The surrounding wind is a little weaker. I don't know if it is the reason why the sun has completely emerged from the horizon at this time.

The knight asked Keir to pull the monster's body and go with him to report to Baron Kendall.

But at this moment, Bloodfang, who came to meet Kiel, saw the knight and Kiel behind the carriages, and of course the corpse of the harpy on the ground.

The experienced caravan guard's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed over to further confirm whether the monster corpse on the ground was a Harpy.

After confirming, he sat down on the ground, his face looming under the cloak was pale, muttering something in his mouth.

Keir's expression changed, and he walked over to pull the person up, and after approaching, he heard the other person muttering to himself.

"It's over, it's over. It couldn't be worse. What to do? What to do?"

Keir's expression became serious, and he shouted loudly to the other party: "What's going on? Stop nagging, and explain clearly what's going on!"