Chapter Ninety-Three: The Butcher of Valesta
Before Old John became a corpse collector, he also had a family and a room, and he had two shops of his own, which was not considered rich, nor above the middle class, but a rare catastrophe, and what he had struggled for half his life turned into nothing.
His shop was looted by those hungry thugs, his wife and children were taken away, one of his legs was broken, and his only youngest daughter did not survive the catastrophe, starving to death, leaving him to survive, the biggest motivation to support his life is the wife and children who have not been heard from in their lives, hoping to see each other again in their lifetime, but as time goes by, this hope becomes more and more slim.
In the end, old John was in tears, and the only thing Sean could do was to be a listener, listening to an old man's memories of the past years, and by the time Old John left, he was already drunk, and Sean couldn't tell whether it was the wine that drunk him or his own memories that drunk him.
This was the first and last meeting between Sean and Old John, and the next time I heard from Old John was a week later, the birthday star of the corpse collector passed away in his own home.
It is said that the week before leaving was his most lively week, as if he had let go of a certain burden, smiling every day, and shuttling through the forgotten lanes, no one expected that he would leave in such a hurry.
Only Sean vaguely touched the mind of this old man who only had one side, perhaps he didn't realize that what supported him to live was no longer his missing wife and children, but his feelings for the corpse collector, when he saw that this group had a new hope, he finally no longer had to support the remnants to continue to suffer.
This is not an exaggerated adjective, that meeting, Sean once personally examined old John, his body function has declined significantly, especially the lung lesions have reached an advanced stage, without any medical help, it is a miracle to be able to survive until now.
Others were surprised by his death, but Sean wasn't, he just didn't expect it to be so soon.
Even if the medical center was busy because of the cooperation with the corpse collector, Sean still took time to send off the old man for his funeral, for some reason, Sean has a natural affection for this old man who has only one side, maybe it is fate, or maybe he saw a trace of the shadow of the old father in his previous life, which made him sad and evoked the deliberate buried heart - my relatives in the other world, are you doing well?
Although Old John is gone, the cooperation between Sean Medical Center and the corpse collector has not ended, and it has achieved unprecedented success, not only a large number of wanderers who were originally sent to the corpse pit were forcibly pulled back from the ghost gate by the medical center, but even some mortally injured gladiators were rescued by the medical team led by Sean.
For a while, Sean and his medical clinic became famous, not only those citizens, gladiators, but even many lords and nobles heard of such an existence, but their first reaction was to frown, because this so-called medical clinic was run by Andes.
There are many people who are right and wrong.
This is common in any world, especially on the streets.
There are even rumors that when Sean was sent down to earth by divine envoy, the monks and monks of the Holy Aether Holy See could not sit still, and one by one, either in private or in semi-public, they criticized Sean and his medical clinic, believing that they were acting nonsense and were not qualified to practice medicine at all, which was gambling with the lives of patients, and this kind of behavior should be prohibited, and this kind of private medical clinic without relevant authorization should be prohibited.
Sean impersonates the gods, which is a blasphemy against the gods, and he should go to the church to confess and be punished accordingly.
Sean had already been mentally prepared for this situation, turning a deaf ear, just doing his own thing with peace of mind, and in the process of treating a large number of gladiator injuries, his database became more and more perfect, especially below the knight level.
It is even more handy for the manipulation of magic power, especially in terms of subtle manipulation, to the next level, after all, it involves a piece of fresh life, and Sean can't be careless.
What really pushed Sean and the medical clinic to the forefront was a gladiator they snatched back from death.
If the gladiator was an ordinary gladiator, most of the slave owners would not care, after all, they would have treated the corpse collector as if they were dead.
Even when they heard that the medical clinic had revived their slave gladiators, many people didn't even come to the door to ask, because even if these slave gladiators were rescued, most of them were missing arms and legs, and they were waste people who could not go to the gladiatorial arena.
Since the medical center has saved them, let the medical center take care of them.
There are also a small number of slave owners who want their slaves back, and Sean never says no, but before that, please pay the medical bills.
Most of these slave owners will be deterred by the high medical bills, which are enough for him to train several new slave gladiators, which is not Sean's sky-high asking price, but based on the market price.
If the rescued gladiator was a Grand Knight, the situation would be completely different.
Speaking of which, this great knight-level gladiator has a certain fate with the medical center, and the great knight-level leopard Odin orc who was treated by the medical center last time was seriously injured during the gladiatorial fight with him and died.
The Grand Knight Gladiator, nicknamed the Butcher of Vallettas, was a star-level gladiator second only to the two favourites to win the championship, and the gladiatorial fights he appeared in were sold out.
Because his gladiatorial fighting style, like his name, was full of blood and violence, his favorite thing to do was to dismember his opponent with swordsmanship, and the most burning time was when he used brute force to tear off the limbs of an opponent with his bare hands, torture and kill him, and put his name on the table.
The reason for this situation is that his master is not a slave owner in the traditional sense, but a son from the royal capital Vallettas, and sending people to participate in gladiatorial battles is purely in the nature of playing tickets, such a person naturally does not care whether he will offend his peers, how to satisfy his bloodthirsty desires.
It is said that the Butcher of Valletas is not a slave, but his chief guard, before he went out, he ate the most popular medicine with psychedelic properties in the royal capital, and his behavior is completely governed by his own desires, and he is a humanoid beast, which is said to be full of combat power in this case, except for the strength and speed that are slightly inferior, and can compete with the champion knight level.
I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet.
This brutality of the Butcher of Valletas angered many gladiators and slavers, and this time his opponent was Starbuck, one of the two champion knight-level gladiators.
This free gladiator is still a lord of the Byron League, participating in gladiators is completely out of personal interest and hobbies, and rarely plays a heavy hand on his opponents, so he is nicknamed a gladiator gentleman, mixed reviews, after all, gladiatorial fighting is a bloody and cruel activity, you make it into an aristocratic style sword fight, it is a bit nondescript, but no one dares to question his strength.
Valesta Butcher claims to have the strength of being infinitely close to the level of a champion knight, but he is still not, and in front of Starbuck, he can only be crushed.
A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood.
This is the code of conduct that Starbuck admires, and what the Butcher of Valesta does best and loves to do is dismember his opponents with his superb swordsmanship.
Starbuck let him experience it for himself, and let everyone see what real swordsmanship is.
Valesta Butcher's military swordsmanship is amazing, his body is as burly as a Kentana barbarian, and his relatively slow movement is his fatal shortcoming, but his swordsmanship makes up for it, even the leopard Orc, who is known as the best at speed, is forced by his swordsmanship to be embarrassed, and he will be punched if he is not careful.
But in front of Starbuck's swordsmanship, it is not enough to see at all, the distance between the two is like the bright moon and the scorching sun in the sky, which is also the military swordsmanship of the big road goods, and the iron sword of the big road goods.
At the same time, the iron sword of the Butcher of Valesta had just been raised, Starbuck's had already stabbed in the face, and the Bloody Hand Man Tu had just raised his hand to block, but the opponent's sword had already hit him back and forth three times, which was simply amazing, causing countless viewers to exclaim wildly and shout incredible.
Starbuck's moves are not very gorgeous, and even a little ugly, they are the most basic and simple straight stabs, horizontal slashes, and vertical slashes in swordsmanship......
When this most basic and simple thing is performed at a speed that exceeds the speed of ordinary people, it is not simple.
Those spectators couldn't see the trajectory of the sword at all, and only heard the sound of sneering wind.
It's good to get back to basics.
Transcendent sanctification.
When the strength and speed reach a certain level, the dazzling and complicated swordsmanship becomes useless.
To confuse swordsmanship, I only need a sword.
Blocking swordsmanship, I only need a sword.
Trap swordsmanship, I only need one sword.
The simple, but fast swordsmanship made all the audience enthusiastic, this is the real murderous swordsmanship.
In front of Starbuck, the Valesta Butcher had no power to fight back, if it weren't for a sealed heavy armor, the battle would definitely end in three moves, but in front of the terrifying power of the champion knight, even the defense of the steel armor was no more than that.
By the time the gladiatorial fight was over, the sealed heavy armor had been completely deformed, becoming a sieve full of holes, covered with countless horizontal and vertical cuts, rolled metal and wounds intertwined, and there was no way to separate the armor from the person.
The owner of the Valesta Butcher was furious, not only angry that Starbuck slapped him in the face, but also angry at the incompetence of the Valesta Butcher, and before the gladiatorial fight was over, he threw his hand and left.
When the Butcher of Valesta was sent by those corpse collectors, he couldn't feel the breath at all, but Sean and Angelbena, who had already seen the tenacious vitality of the great knight, did not give up, and it took a whole afternoon to remove the armor from Sean's body with the power of his magic and iron pincers.
Their hard work paid them off, and after removing the armor, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the butcher had only entered a state of self-protection and suspended animation, and his internal organs had not yet failed, and it was not known whether Starbuck had made a mistake in judgment or thought that he could not survive such a situation at all, and did not continue to kill him.
Anyway, this gave Sean and Angie Bena a chance, regardless of whether it was a normal or abnormal means, let's talk about it first.