"Shhh...... Pain hurts pain ......"

Azstock puffed out his cheeks, clenched his fists, and squeezed the words out between his teeth, his face flushed.

"Don't ......move," said Calis, who usually applied white ointment to his face, and said in a mocking tone, "weren't you arrogant just now?

"Who said I was afraid?" said Azstock was fearless.

James sat aside, looking at Azstock, who was bruised and swollen by his own beating not far away, and then at Yugus, who was standing next to the wounded and worried. Whenever his gaze shifted to the grumpy Valranarian Azstock, he looked at James with the same angry eyes. This man was the young man who had just been arguing with Yuggs. In order to protect Calis and protect himself, James had to use a little magic power to keep bouncing him away, and only now did he reluctantly accept Calis's ointment.

James desperately avoided his gaze, focusing on the wounded men lying on the beds. Calis, after applying a simple external compress to them, said to his men with a sad face: "I have taken care of all their wounds, but there are a few of them who are more serious...... I don't think they can live for a few days without medication......"

As soon as they heard this, sure enough, everyone was anxious. After they had seen Calis's skilled trauma management skills, most of them had chosen to believe that Calis was a capable young doctor, which also made James who first recommended her a sigh of relief. Since Calis said such a thing, the group of Valranarites, who were more seriously injured, were indeed very lucky.

"Where can I find internal medicine?"

Calis sighed. "We can buy such a healing potion at the alchemy shop in Kingsbridge, but ......" she pursed her lips as she glanced at Yoggs and the wolf hunter behind him. "I don't think you have any money to pay......"

Yugus and the others looked at each other.

Indeed, all their supplies were lost because of the unpleasant thing that happened not long ago. James pondered for a moment and said, "Calis, how many of these medicines do you need?"

"The more the merrier, of course. Calis raised an eyebrow.

"Then let's do it, I'll take care of the medicine and money......" James nodded, and hurriedly added in order to alleviate the embarrassment of everyone's eyes turning to him. "Of course, I can't guarantee that this will work. ”

The package ticket that James played, in fact, has no bottom in his heart. When James left Calis here to take care of the wounded, and went back to borrow money everywhere, he realized that he had very little to do now.

The first person James looked for was Damac, but the sergeant took a dozen soldiers to the nearby place this morning to personally reconnoitre, and it is estimated that he will not be able to return for a few days. And even if Damac was in the barracks at this moment, James felt that he had repeatedly received his benefits without anything in return, and then borrowed such a large sum of money from him.

Giarnold hasn't returned to the barracks from Kingsbridge, so the second person James is looking for is Alta. He thought that a priest would most likely lend him money, but Alta said there was nothing he could do. She said that she would love to help, but firstly, the priest's healing skills had no effect on the Valranaries, and secondly, although the money raised from the altar was large, the priests could only use a small part of it to survive, and too much would be condemned by the Three Holy Places. In order to follow the rules, she couldn't lend too much money to James privately.

So, James walked around the barracks for a long time before he could raise a meager amount of gold. The money was barely scraped together by Arta and some soldiers she knew, and there was still a big gap in the purchase of those expensive healing potions.

As night fell, James was anxious. Giarnold finally returned from the city drunk. As soon as he wanted to open his mouth to borrow money, Giarnold fell asleep on the bed, still full of alcohol, and couldn't wake up no matter how much he shouted. Then, after a long search, James realized that Giarold had used some of the gold coins that Damac had advanced to him to buy all sorts of messy things, and a lot of wine in the tavern, and there was very little left.

He counted his belongings and found that there were not many of them worth anything. Maybe selling the staff that Giarold had left for himself could get a lot of money, but then his learning progress would be greatly slowed down, and his self-defense skills would be lacking, and Giarold would definitely be unhappy. Besides, even if he had enough gold, he couldn't face Margaret in person.

"Do you want to steal?" James's mind flashed through such a method, but then, he thought that he had no experience in theft at all, and if he was caught, then he would not be able to clear his charges.

The night had fallen, and he was so irritable that he wanted to relieve his mental fatigue by meditating, and the bronze pendant had just taken shape in his brain, and the face of a young girl rose from the darkness.

James opened his eyes, and a plan flashed through his head that he was not sure if it would succeed. He crept to change his clothes, and carefully bypassed the guards' patrols, and walked slowly to the vicinity of the back gate of Kingsbridge, where Constance was standing.

"Bandit hee......" Constance laughed a few times and beckoned to him.

James looked around with some weakness and walked to the hidden corner where Constance was.

"Flowers......" Constance shoved a small red flower back into James' hand, and muttered something he didn't understand at all, and then turned to leave.

"Wait a minute......" James gently grabbed her.

Constance obediently turned his head. James had some suspicions that she was waiting for herself to say this.

"Constance, can you do me a favor?"

"What......"

Constance's eyes were misty, and he kept staring at something behind James. James turned around, and saw that there was nothing noteworthy behind him, so he raised his eyebrows, put his hands lightly on Constance's shoulders, and whispered:

"Constance, do you have any glass bottles with red potions in your house......"

"Glass bottles?" Constance repeated several times. "Red ...... Medicine?"

"It's just something with red water......" James explained as he struggled to make a proper pose with his hands. "Clear glass bottle, red water ......"

"Is that it?" Constance pouted, suddenly lowered his head, rummaged through the pocket of his skirt for a moment, and then reached into the cloak draped over Constance. The sound of ping-pong came out. A tiny, glass bottle containing a red liquid appeared.

"That's it......" James had seen this kind of thing before. While looking at Margaret's shop from afar, he had also seen a small bottle of this type of healing potion. "How did you have that?"

"I still have ......," Constance said, finding another vial of gray potion and a brown flask. Then there were a few colored stones and a few little messy things.

"Great......" James swallowed. "It's that kind of red water, can you bring a few more bottles when you go home now?"

"Why......"

James paused for a moment, looked into Constance's clear eyes, and bit his lower lip with his upper teeth.

"You help me bring it back, and I'll promise you a condition, okay?"

"Uh......h Mom would say ......"

I knew it...... James patted his forehead with his hand.

"You can take so many messy bottles out of your mother's shop, you can't do anything else if you take a little more......"

James is now pinning his hopes on Constance's condition. Perhaps Margaret wouldn't have used the loss of a few vials of Light Healing Elixir as a reason for punishment because of her daughter's behavior. Margaret was an alchemist, and she should know better than the average person what Constance's sin was. In this way, stealing a few bottles of medicine may get away with Constance's mental illness.

Seeing Constance's hesitant look, James gritted his teeth.

Constance ...... I can promise you one condition, you can mention it as you like, as long as you do me a favor...... You can say ...... right now."

"Woo......" Constance clasped his hands together and twisted for a long time. Just when James felt that she was going to speak, Constance suddenly turned around and ran away without warning, leaving only a stunned James.

"I ......" James covered his head with his hands, stammering and unable to say anything. After a while, he could only stomp his feet in anger, secretly scolding himself for not pinning his hopes on a mentally ill who was almost stupid.

The lights were flickering, and there were a few guards patrolling the city wall not far away with lanterns. James leaned against a corner of the wall, confused and unable to think of what to do, whether it was a hurry or some other reason, the lights began to blur.

"Ah......h

James staggered around the corner for a long time, and because it was dark and the light was faint, he didn't immediately notice that his vision was beginning to blur. It wasn't until the lights on the walls began to spread out that James suddenly realized that his body was out of control. He sat on the ground, dizzy and barely able to open his eyes.

Vaguely, a tall figure seemed to stand in the alley in the distance.

He knew that his spirit was suffering from some strange malaise, so he desperately sketched the bronze pendant in his mind, trying to solve the dilemma in front of him through meditation, but it was useless, and he almost fell asleep.

Whenever James wanted to fall into a deep sleep, an invisible force opened his eyelids. The tall figure drew closer, and even though there was no light in all directions, James seemed to see her face.

"Ahem......" He tried his best to control his muscles, supporting his body with one elbow, and with the other hand he wanted to take out his staff from the spatial storage stone, but the woman's face was already very, very close to him. He seemed to feel her breathing.

"Go to the Inori Desert, it's your destiny ......"

"Fuck you Inori ......"

James squeezed the words out between his teeth and stretched out his fist to cast magical power to repel the phantom in front of him. The woman was still the same woman who had appeared in her dreams, her thin cheeks and deep blue eyes had become more beautiful but frightening, and the short curls that also covered her left eye had been blonde in her dreams, but now she was faintly white.

"Your Destiny ......"

Her mocking smile sent shudders down the slump of James. The woman leaned closer, then narrowed her eyes slightly.

Vaguely, he seemed to see her left eye, but James didn't have time to look closely, but suddenly felt as if his body was sinking into the ground, and whispers kept coming from his side, and he saw a blurry gray around him.

", who the are you!?"

James had wanted to test his way into that strange world with someone else, but that thought was replaced by anger. He exhausted all his mental strength, sketched the bronze pendant in his mind, and then, in a fragment, pushed the face of the chilling beautiful woman towards a white strange shadow in the darkness.