Walking into the city hall, the townsman who called himself Bosek was brought to the front of the two witches.
He was about forty years old, and his face was the typical image of a farmer, with dark skin, thick hands and feet, and dry mud and grass roots on his trousers.
"I, I know you..." The other party looked nervous, rubbed his wrinkled hands, bowed his head to the scroll and said, "You are the Minister, my daughter is literate in the academy you run, and she is quite different. Stupid, please don't despise her."
"Don't be nervous," Scroll patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "I was considered half a farmer before I came here—but my fields are an unpredictable sea, and the harvest is not as stable as yours. As for knowledge, As long as the time is long enough, even the clumsy person can master it, so your daughter will be able to graduate smoothly."
After hearing this, Boycek relaxed a lot, and grinned honestly, "I also switched from farming to grazing in the last two years, because His Majesty said that the salary will be higher in the new industry." After speaking, he also said to Wendy With a salute, "You must be the manager of the Witch League. I thought I would not see you today."
Although it does not have the wide influence in the hearts of ordinary people like Scroll, but as the person in charge designated by His Majesty, Wendy often makes frequent appearances at various major ceremonies. Coupled with that bright red hair and unforgettable figure, it's not surprising to be recognized, "Just call me Wendy. You said you picked up a wounded woman in the suburbs, why do you think she looks just like that? Like a witch?"
"Because... It's impossible for ordinary people to grow parts that only animals have?" Boycek scratched his head, "I thought it was just a bloody rag at first, and I was going to tear it off and throw it away, but I didn't. I thought it was linked to a woman! After a closer look, I realized that it was actually an animal tail!"
Animals... tails
Wendy's heart exploded!
She suddenly remembered that as early as more than two months ago, a strange witch had indeed come to Neverwinter. Since she neither joined the Witch League nor had any in-depth contact with the sisters, all she knew about her came from Nightingale's dictation. One of them has been repeated repeatedly, that is, she has an inhuman appearance, with wolf-like ears and a long tail, which is obviously very strange, but is praised by His Majesty as very beautiful.
The witch's name was Lorgar, and she was a tribal princess from the extreme south.
Could it be that Boycek found her!
"Where is she?" Wendy asked eagerly, "Take us to see her!"
…
Instead of taking the injured home, the farmer put them in a temporary rest shed in the pastoral area.
Wendy's heart sank suddenly when she saw the wolf girl lying motionless on the bench and her clothes were stained red with blood.
Judging from the other's incomplete ears, she should be Lorgar, but... what happened to make her look like this
It's not an exaggeration to use blood all over her body - it can be seen that her injury was not a matter of a day or two, some of the blood had dried up and turned dark brown, while others were still wet, apparently still slowly leaching out. From head to toe, bandages were tightly tied everywhere. Although the wound could not be directly observed, anyone who saw this scene would understand how badly she was injured.
"My lord, this is the witch... right?" Boycek asked.
Wendy was a little dazed for a while, and she didn't answer. The answer was Scroll, "Yes, she's a witch, you did a good job."
"That's good, didn't His Majesty announce in the announcement that the witch should report to the city hall immediately." Bosek breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly worried, "This girl... can you still be saved?"
This sentence seemed to wake up Wendy, she said solemnly, "I don't know, but we will do our best - Scroll, please help me take care of her, and I will go to Her Royal Highness Tilly!"
"Well, leave it to me."
Now that Nana and Lily are not in the city, the herbs of the leaves are fine for minor injuries, and a serious injury like Lorgar is basically the same as a death sentence, but it is a matter of time.
Fortunately, the first batch of migrants from Sleeping Island also happened to arrive in Neverwinter. If it was that person, there might be a way to save her life!
Thinking of this, Wendy ran faster.
She must seize every breath that follows.
Although the other party is not a member of the Witch League, since he came to Neverwinter City, it is the guidance of the gods. Under this guidance, Lorgar has formed some kind of connection with them.
She didn't want to lose any more sisters.
…
Three days later, Wendy walked into the bedroom with a pot of hot water, and the strong smell of medicine immediately hit her nostrils.
"how is she?"
"It can only be said that she is still alive," Ashes shook her head, "The injuries she suffered have far exceeded the limit of self-healing, and it is a fluke to be able to insist on returning to Neverwinter City. In exchange for a witch of ordinary will, she would have died long ago in It's out in the wild."
As an extraordinary person with the most experience in emergency treatment of injuries, Ashes took over the subsequent care work as a matter of course, and the whole body examination after peeling off the blood coat was also shocking. It took most of the day just to clean up the wounds.
"But you don't have to worry too much," she pointed to the sunset on the other bed. "Don't you notice that she looks better than yesterday?"
"Is there?" Rimu asked weakly, "Why don't I feel that the situation has improved at all?"
"In the evening there are steamed chicken, fried eggs, salt-baked bird's snout mushrooms, and a bottle of Chaos Drink," Ashes pouted, "How is it, how do you feel now?"
The latter swallowed, "Well... it does seem to be better."
"Look."
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded asahi, "You've worked hard these days."
"It's just an effort," she forced a smile. "After all, if you helped Iffy, you've helped us. Just don't let her die—or I…"
"Don't worry, it won't."
The first person Wendy thought of was Sun Twilight - this witch who originally belonged to the Bloodfang Society has an incredible ability to live with others through the seed of magic. When the seed is planted, the two life forms will form a wonderful link, which can not only spread the pain evenly, but also have the effect of their own recovery. In addition, half of the supplements that Sun Twilight gets will also be provided to the symbiotes, which can be described as the most powerful guarantee for saving dying people.
Roland had been in a coma for several months after the Battle of Divine Will, and it was the ability of Sun and Twilight that allowed him to maintain his life without food and water.
Of course, it wasn't just Higaka who was involved in the rescue.
Instructed by Her Royal Highness Tilly, a witch named Pandora stopped the wolf girl's internal and external bleeding, greatly reducing the pressure on both sides of the symbiosis, and the former was also the main healer of Sleeping Island. played an important role. The herbs of the leaves protect the wound well from further deterioration. In addition, the purified water, which was refrigerated in the basement of the castle with the ice cubes in case of emergency, also played a key role in keeping Lorgar from being infected by the disease.
Everyone has done their best.
Whether the wolf girl can survive in the end depends on her own perseverance - the animal messenger to the north has been released three days ago, and the next day waiting for a reply will be the most difficult period of time.
Just when Wendy was about to wipe her body, Lorgar's fingers suddenly moved.
She was stunned for a moment, thinking it was an illusion, but then she was surprised to find that the wolf girl opened her mouth slightly.
"… "
She seemed to want to say something, but in a soft, almost indiscernible voice.
Wendy suppressed her excited heartbeat, bent down, and put her ear to her mouth.
This time, she heard the other side's murmur.
"devil… "
She repeated it again.
"The devil is coming." 29