Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

In Gus's golden tent, everyone's attention shifted to the girl who revealed her true face.

"Are you going to plead for him?" Gus's turbid and greedy eyes licked Heshia's gaze like a snake. Probably at this time, her mind was full of thoughts of mating.

Similarly, the other people in the tent are not much better. After all, in this land, most people live a hard life and usually sleep in the open air. Even young women, there are few with fair and soft skin, let alone this The girl herself has a good foundation and a flawless and dreamlike appearance.

"I'm not begging for mercy, I just want to say that this is the slave I bought, and I can't let you deal with it like this." Her voice was delicate and soft, making people feel like bathing in the breeze and clear spring, as if there was something that made people unable to help themselves. Get immersed in the special magic.

If this girl could sing, she would definitely sound particularly good. Many people present thought this.

"Hoohoho——"

Gus couldn't help laughing. Originally, he wanted to laugh at someone who dared to say such a thing in front of him, but after seeing this girl, he had no idea of ​​being offended and just found it quite interesting.

At this time, the representatives of other settlements in the tent also started laughing. For a while, the tent was filled with laughter. Everyone looked at Heshia, looking at her with curiosity, greed, and various desires.

"If you paid yesterday, I am indeed your slave, but this is the Wolf Blood King's camp. What I'm talking about are the rules. Don't be too naive, little girl." He was in a rare good mood and explained to the girl, But it was impossible for him to give in.

"But, he doesn't have to die. The question is, what do you give in exchange? How about you stay with us for one night today, and I might let this guy go."

Tilan was not surprised when she heard this. She had never seen this kind of overflowing animalistic desire before. After all, she had a certain understanding of her appearance and charm, otherwise she wouldn't do it often. Covered up.

Although I am very grateful to my mother for giving me a good appearance, sometimes I have to lament that if a girl who is too beautiful does not have the corresponding strength to protect her, she will indeed encounter more dangers.

"I won't agree to such a thing." Tilan shook her head, wondering whether to take action. It's not that she can't defeat him, but it just feels a bit cumbersome.

After beating the younger ones, it is estimated that the older ones will run out. If they don’t kill them all, they might become enemies later and cause all kinds of trouble.

Just when she felt that talking could not solve the problem and was about to pull out an ice sword to show her strength, a figure in the corner of the tent quickly ran to Gus and explained beside him.

After listening, Gus looked at Tilan with a change of eyes, a little uncertain, and at this time Tilan also noticed that the figure was a gray feather species.

Afterwards, Gus touched his chin and saw that his attitude changed, and the others in the tent gradually became quiet.

"What's your name?" Gus finally asked her name, instead of simply treating her as a good-looking girl.

"My name is Hesia." The girl answered briefly.

After listening, Gus tapped the armrest with his fingers, as if thinking about something. Then he waved to a guard next to him, then pulled out the guard's knife and threw it in front of the girl.

"If you can break this knife with your bare hands, I will let him go."

Such a request made other people in the tent very puzzled, but they did not dare to ask questions. They just discussed in a low voice and then saw how the girl responded.

This guy actually gave himself a step down.

Tilan raised her hand, and the knife on the ground floated up automatically. This scene immediately shocked many people in the tent. Although extraordinary people are not rare, it is very unusual for someone like her to be able to control it so freely at such a young age. It's rare.

Afterwards, Tilan flicked her fingers in the air, and the steel-forged long knife turned into scattered pieces like broken glass, falling to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Is this okay?"

Looking at the blade fragments piled up on the ground, Gus nodded, "He is yours."

Although this girl looked weak and beautiful, he wanted to occupy her, but in this land everything depends on strength. If you are strong enough, you can gain the respect of others.

"Wait a moment, you pick up his cut off finger first." Tilan said.

In response, the guards in the tent looked at Gus and saw him nodding, so they followed suit.

A few fingers that had recently been cleaned of plaster were placed on a plate with cloth and brought to the girl.

After taking the plate, Tilan came to the butterfly-eyed man who was unconscious from pain and asked someone to lift his wrist.

Afterwards, under the incredulous eyes of everyone, these severed fingers were successfully reattached one by one. Not only did the wounds heal, but the comatose man moved unconsciously due to the pain and stimulation, and his fingers also began to move again.

This healing method was like a miracle, and the people in the tent were stunned. Even the originally disdainful guards on the side were stunned now.

"My sacred sun, what kind of miraculous ability is this? It can actually be reconnected intact."

"It's so rare. I've never heard of someone with this kind of healing ability that can completely repair it."

"It's not like I'm blinded, I can do this."

Various voices sounded in the tent, and now everyone's attention towards Tilan shifted to her miraculous healing ability.

"Come here, wake him up with water." Gus wanted to see if the butterfly's fingers had recovered, or if they were just connected to the flesh.

"yes."

Then, someone poured water on the face of the butterfly-eyed man, slowly waking him up.

"I... this is." He saw so many people surrounding him, as if they were going to eat him. Even as a warrior, the butterfly-eyed man was afraid.

His limbs waved hastily, and he struggled to get up from the wooden board. Just as he was about to find a chance to escape, someone threw a wine glass at him, which he swept away with one hand. Then someone threw a cover cloth, which he caught and threw away. Just as he rushed out of the tent exit, he was stopped by several guards in full armor. These guards, who were strong and extraordinary, tied him up again and took him to the middle of the tent. The whole process was seen by the people present, and they were also sure that his fingers should have fully recovered.

Snap, snap, snap.

Gus applauded a few times, then looked at Heshia.

"Very powerful healing ability and means, Miss Heshia, you have earned my respect. Come, give this lady a seat."

Then the guards moved an empty seat next to Gus, arranged a new seat, and then asked Heshia to sit down.

Thinking that the purchase of a large amount of food this time would inevitably involve dealing with the middle and high-level officials in the king's camp, Tilan did not refuse, but sat over.

"After that, this butterfly-eyed species will be handed over to Miss Heshia for disposal." He waved his hand and asked the guards to take the butterfly-eyed species on the ground to the corner of the tent and cover its mouth to prevent it from making noise.

Then everyone's attention and topic shifted to the girl who sat down. Many people were also curious about her identity. Why did the gray-feathered species change his mind after a few words?

"I heard from scholars from Stone Forest Castle that Miss Heshia is a great person, proficient in many subjects, knowledgeable, and has saved many people in the insect plague."

"Originally, I didn't believe it, after all, there are many fallacies in the rumors, but today I can really open my eyes."

"Come on, pour wine for Miss Heshia." He called, and the two maids in the tent brought wine and washed fruits to Heshia.     "It turned out to be Miss Heshia." The people in the tent echoed again, even though many people didn't know this name at all.

After a brief greeting, Gus asked why Tilan came to the Wolf Blood King Camp.

"It turned out to be to purchase food for the rescued victims." Gus praised her, but his eyes were a little more contemptuous.

In his opinion, this was a fool's behavior. A person like Heshia would be supported by a large group of people wherever she went. Now she was running around for a few worthless victims, which was really a waste of life.

"I don't know how much Miss Heshia wants. We have a lot of reserves here, but we need to exchange them with valuable things." He continued to inquire.

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"It actually needs to be enough for 1,800 people to eat for two months?" Gus suspected that he had heard it wrong. He originally thought it was just a small fight, and at most a settlement of 100 people would buy some food and it would be over.

1,800 people, the total number of settlements represented by many representatives present, and often only large settlements have so many people. Such forces are famous on the grassland and are not unknown.

"This number is not small. Miss Heshia, are you sure you can afford it?" His eyes became greedy again.

"If it is an exchange, the goods I brought should not be enough." The girl browsed the prices at the market these two days, and the food was not cheap.

"I think this is also a problem. How about this? Miss Heshia stays in the King's Camp and serves as the doctor in the camp. I can report to the Queen and approve some reserve food for you."

"How long do you have to serve as a doctor to provide enough food exchange?" Tilan did not refuse immediately.

"This..." Gus calculated in his mind.

"It will take at least five years."

"Five years, which means it is about 1,800 days. My value for one day is equivalent to two months of food for ordinary people, right?" Tilan's fingers stroked the hair on the side of her ear. This unconscious action made the others stunned again.

"That's right, this is a very high treatment." Gus shook his head and ears, and the fat on his chest trembled.

It sounds very high, but Tilan felt that she couldn't drag it on on this planet for five years. After all, there is also a mess in the Federation waiting for her to go back and clean up. There are too many variables after five years.

"I'm afraid I can't do it. It will take too long." The girl shook her head slightly and said something that disappointed the people around her.

"I can provide free treatment to the people in the camp as compensation during my stay, um, up to six days. As for how much you charge the treated people, I won't ask, just treat it as a reward to the camp."

"I wonder if you can agree to this suggestion." After saying that, Tilan tilted her head slightly and looked at Gus who was sitting not far away.

"Hehe, how can this be..." Originally, Gus wanted to refuse on the spot, but looking at the pair of blue eyes, his mind couldn't help but immerse in them, and the girl's gentle voice kept echoing in his mind, making him gradually lose the idea of ​​resistance.

"This...maybe it's a good idea." To the surprise of others, Gus actually agreed without bargaining.

After a few seconds, Gus came back to his senses and touched his chin, wondering why he agreed just now. It was probably because the girl was so beautiful and her voice was so nice.

No matter what, after all, he agreed in front of so many people, and even he couldn't suddenly change his tune. This would really damage his majesty and demeanor, like a spoiled child.

But after suffering such a loss, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked towards the girl. The nearly 2-meter-tall fat body pressed over her like a hill.

"Miss Hesia, since you agreed to be the doctor, I also have some problems that I want you to treat."

"What's the problem?" Tilan stood up, took a few steps back nimbly, and distanced herself.

"Look at my growing body." As he spoke, Gus patted his belly, and the fat on it was everywhere.

"Please also ask Miss Heshia to cure my obesity and restore the strong physique of my youth." This request was a bit difficult, but due to his authority, no one else in the tent dared to say anything.

"I can find a way to get fat, but I can't restore a strong body. This requires Mr. Gus to exercise himself." Tilan shook his head.

"Hahaha, Miss Heshia is joking, you can definitely do it, right." As he said that, he continued to walk towards Heshia, trying to block the direction and space for her to escape.

Sure enough, this low-level charm technique has many flaws.

Originally, according to the tradition of singers, she would not learn this kind of spell that could temporarily shake the opponent's judgment, because in the eyes of singers, doing so is just a kind of deception, and the other party will definitely notice it later, and Produce counterproductive effects.

It was just that she had seen a foxtail species use it recently, so she studied the principles a little and tried it this time.

"Since Mr. Gus requested it, then I will give it a try." Tilan closed her eyes slightly, and then opened them again. This time her temperament completely changed, and her whole person was like a standing glacier. Just one sight made Gus It was cold from head to toe, unknown fear arose, and even the body felt a little stiff.

As she finished speaking, Tilan raised her hand, and a handful of ice blades emitting cold air appeared beside her. Just as she was about to perform fat removal surgery on this Roshan, the other party finally broke free from the stiffness and twisted his face to stop her in a hurry.

"Wait, wait, I suddenly feel that this body is still useful." At this moment, Gus also felt that something was wrong. He originally thought it was a beautiful and useful blue golden bird, but he did not expect that the other party really had the means and strength.

Gus, who looked unhappy, was helped to sit down slowly. At this moment, the atmosphere in the tent was also a little quiet. Everyone finally realized that Gus had suffered a big loss, but they did not dare to laugh or compliment, for fear of offending. both sides.

On the other side, Tilan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the tent had finally calmed down. She didn't have to go on a killing spree. To be honest, if possible, she really didn't want to use violence. After all, this approach didn't suit her personality and style. But if she really has no choice, she won't give up using violence.

After simply eating some fruit, Tilan stood up and said goodbye. At this time, Gesi didn't stop him and just asked someone to help Tilan tie up the butterfly and send it back.

The day passed normally like this. Only after Tilan returned to the camp did she receive a message stating that the tent for her to practice her medical skills would be ready tomorrow, and Heshia needed to go there to start at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

"I understand." Tilan nodded, and then asked the guard who sent the message to go back.

Soon, news about a high-level doctor who could treat severed limbs spread in the camp, and some people even saw notices posted saying that he could treat various injuries and diseases, but the patient had to prepare money.

At night, in the main tent of Camp Wang, a woman with long burgundy hair leaned on the back of a huge soft seat, her narrow eyes looking down at the fat man prostrate on the ground below.

"...In other words, you were frightened by her, right?"

"Well, that's it." Knowing that continuing to quibble would only displease the queen in front of him, Gus had to admit the truth.

"hehe."

The Wolf Blood Queen, who was leaning on the huge chair, chuckled a few times. The brilliance in her eyes was flowing, making it difficult to figure out what she was thinking. Her body size seemed to be twice as big as that of a normal person. She might be four feet tall when she stood up. meters high, and even if she is sitting, she can overlook Ges below. The arms are long and slender, with no obvious muscles visible, and the legs are white and round. Even under the black cloth, you can see the strong sense of strength. The nearly ten centimeters long blood-red nails gently move and pinch the side. of transparent wine glass, slowly pour it into your mouth and taste it.

"Go down. If she behaves well tomorrow, pull the slaves in the camp over one by one for her treatment."

"Yes, Your Lady Queen." Gus bowed respectfully and kowtowed, then stood up and slowly left the main tent.