While Emile carefully wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead for Wulin and put the blood-stained bandage on the side of the cardboard box, somewhere in this world, this conversation was taking place:

"Yusaku Kamekura has refused to have any contact with us, do you want me to try it out to the druids?"

"Forget it, that's not something you can solve. Actually, it's good to get to this point this time. Let's see the outcome of the battle between the two sides. ”

"Yes, sir. …… But is it really good for us to lose both sides?"

"You're underestimating the druid. There will be no lose-lose scenario. ”

……

If Cheng Chi had been there, he would have been surprised to find that both sides of the conversation were actually people he had met, although they didn't have much contact with each other. However, at this moment, Cheng Chi was busy sending a batch of medicines to Zuo Lin.

Knowing that Zuo Lin had completed his mission, Sun Digui, who was seriously wounded, did not rush to the inaccessible valley that Gustav had found for Zuo Lin and Emile so that Zuo Lin, a guy who undoubtedly had good combat effectiveness, could participate in their big battle, but concentrated on staying with Bernard and the Druids of the brigade. He needs to break the formation, he needs this druid who has learned both China and the West, he needs his knowledge of the Eastern cultivation system, and he needs his outstanding insight into the types of spells such as souls, curses, etc. Moreover, in Sun Digui's calculations, if it weren't for breaking the formation to rescue those druids. But if it is only to destroy, it is estimated that Sophocles alone will be enough. So many druids and attendants came to Rìben, although it had the meaning of just in case and the intention of deterring the local cultivators of Rìben, but it also caused a lot of various troubles.

The large number of people and the strength of the natives are indeed a great deterrent to the natives, but it will also attract the attention of the state apparatus of the rìben. Perhaps, this kind of attention has existed for a long time, and being able to quickly summon so many cultivators to put on a decisive battle posture is definitely not something that some non-governmental people can do. It seems unlikely that the so-called national righteousness will not be put on display.

Sun Digui is not worried. If the rì本zhèng fǔ sends troops and other forces to deal with the druids, it will be a violation of the unwritten international consensus between the cultivators and the state apparatus, and in the future, the cultivators of the rìben will completely lose their status in the international community, and it is not good that those practitioners and the aliens who already despise authority will come to the rìben to toss for a while.

Thinking about many things, Sun Digui knew that although Zuo Lin was seriously injured, he was not in danger of his life, so he had to go. He simply entrusted an attendant to deliver a batch of medicines to Zorin, as well as a letter to Emile with various precautions to be taken when caring for the wounded.

Emile retrieved the package from a locker at a supermarket in a nearby town and hurried back to where they were hiding. Emile also didn't forget to buy a lot of water, food and juice by the way.

The place where they were hiding was a cave. The entrance to the cave is on the edge of a mountain stream, and once the water flow is strong enough, the place becomes a water curtain cave, and there is no visible hole at all. A tent was set up in the cave and a few medicine packets were placed to absorb cháo's qi, although it was still a little wet, but it didn't affect Zuolin's recovery much.

There was already a considerable amount of Tianxin Lotus ointment in their luggage, and the external injuries on Zuo Lin's body were nothing. The strength of the medicine combined with the strength of the druid's own recovery ability made the wounds on his body basically heal. But it was not these external injuries that hurt Zuo Lin the most, but the destruction of Zuo Lin's body by the power of the powerful and evil soul of the blood relic.

Emile, who had no experience in healing, could not tell what kind of damage the power of those evil spirits had done to Zorin, but the results of the simple probing methods she had mastered already made her feel extremely strange. No matter how much she probed, she couldn't detect any fluctuations in the power of nature from Zuo Lin's body......

This is a very serious phenomenon. The existence of the force of nature in the body of the druid is as natural as the existence of air is to the earth. Even ordinary people are just unable to preserve the natural power generated by their own body, or they don't know how to preserve and absorb the natural power, and it's not that they don't have the power of nature. As a result, this situation of Zuolin's body became an extremely difficult phenomenon for Emile to understand.

Emile did not think that such a phenomenon was possible, as it would be completely contrary to common sense. She felt that it must be the reason why she was not meticulous enough to explore Zuo Lin's body. A trace of the power of nature was sent into Zuo Lin's body under Emile's cāo control, following every vein, every nerve, and passing through every organ, but there was still no trace of the force of nature in Zuo Lin's body. Without the force of nature as a foundation, many of the methods that are good for recovery cannot be used. For example, activation. There is a very unelegant metaphor for the use of activation for treatment and recovery, which is like injecting a sum of money into a business that is on the verge of bankruptcy, and if the business survives with this money, it is the best, and if it goes bankrupt in the end, there is no way. But when Zuo Lin does not have a trace of natural power in his body, does this enterprise exist or not? This question is really nerve-wracking.

Emile was not discouraged, and she carefully considered the reasons for this situation. Zuo Lin's trauma is recovering, although he has not woken up for a few days and has been in a coma, but the activity of his brain is relatively frequent, and it seems that he is dreaming. According to common sense, the power of nature in this state should be slowly restored. There must have been some special circumstance.

Speaking of special circumstances, there were really a lot of them in the battle that day, such as the majestic and powerful phantom floating in the air, and the jar of liquid that directly caused the blood relics to break into pieces...... Could it be related?

Emile, who has always lived proudly in nature, has always learned everything quickly, and has barely encountered any spells and abilities that give him headaches, he can't remember how long ago he thought so carefully. Perhaps, it was when she was 4 or 5 years old, and she thought about what her first Transfiguration choice would be? Everyone loved her, the world loved her, so she didn't have to worry about too many things. However, maybe she didn't need to worry about anything, but now there was Zuo Lin - this huge problem.

While thinking about the problem, Emile fed Zorin a little puree, chocolate, and juice. The recovery of the body requires a lot of nutrients. I don't know if it was Emile's grace that got into the horns, or if he was really unwilling to let his first healing practice fail like this, Emile finally discovered a special spell that seemed to be able to be used in this situation from all the spells and spells he had seen, a spell that was said to have been created more than 200 years ago by a dark wizard turned druid.

After adding a part of the power of nature, the figures composed of pigments on the whole body will start to operate like the second set of meridian tissues of the human body, absorbing the power of nature from all around, and then injecting it into the human body through the skin. This spell was originally used by some tribes in Africa to strengthen the tribe's strongest warriors. It is usually done with tattoos, which allow the warrior to "absorb the power of heaven and earth" and so on. However, after adjusting the genus of absorbed power and adjusting the conversion rate of the natural force transmitted to the human body, the magic pattern can be very effective in treating seriously injured druids, and replenishing the body with the natural power absorbed from the outside world.

This spell was gradually phased out after the activation became popular. Because this method of treatment has a strong side effect - the pain of being run over and over again by a tank. People are naturally more willing to use activation than activation surgery, which has no side effects.

Luckily, Emile was one of those who was favored in the council and had the time to read the records and books of the druids of the past that looked like epic tales, and he came across the spell.

The ointments sent by Sun Digui may be the most suitable pigments now. Emile almost subconsciously stripped Zuo Lin of his clothes, and began to draw figures on Zuo Lin's body with the dim chandelier on the top of the tent. It lasted for more than 3 hours before Emile breathed a sigh of relief and completed this extremely delicate work. It was at this time that Emile, who looked naked and covered with complex figures, suddenly discovered...... It seems that I should be shy, this seems to be the first time I have seen a man's **, and this is still my own clothes. What particularly surprised Emile was that he had just "stroked" Zuo Lin's whole body with his ointment-stained fingers without any distractions in his mind, even including the majestic lower body.

“…… Anyway, Zuo Lin also looked at me when he treated me. Emile thought helplessly, and once the shyness passed, the rest was taken for granted and justified.

"Hope...... This can be effective, whether it is really cured or wakes up in pain, there must always be a result. Emile whispered to herself, she bowed slightly, and after blessing Zuo Lin in her heart, she began to inject the power of nature into the magic pattern on Zuo Lin's body.

The activated magic pattern is actually a silver sè light, although it is faint, but it has a strong penetrating power, and the small tent, and even the entire cave are shrouded in a faint layer of silver sè.

Emile could see Zorin's muscles begin to tremble and twitch as the force of nature infiltrated him. She thought it should be the magic pattern at work, but she wondered if it was the supposedly terrifying pain that was tormenting Zuo Lin. She chanted the recovery spell softly, although she didn't specialize in jīng healing, but that only showed that she didn't know how to heal at a reasonable time, and couldn't accurately cast the recovery spell on the right person, and the recovery effect was no better than those druids who specialized in it, as a simple incantation recovery technique, it would not be impossible to do it at a distance of less than 50 centimeters in this way.

Emile sincerely hoped that the recovery technique that had reduced the pain for himself many times would be able to exert the same effect on Zuolin at this moment. To her disappointment and horror, it seemed to have the opposite effect.

The silver sè glow was like a metal mesh that held Zuo Lin in it, and did not disappear because a large amount of sweat washed away the medicine. And this result can only make Emile more frightened, and the heavy breath that erupts from Zuo Lin's nose and the snort that he endures from time to time fully shows the pain that Zuo Lin is suffering at the moment. Emile, on the other hand, seemed to be able to wipe Zuo Lin's body over and over again with a towel that was getting less and less dry. And Emile was also a little surprised, even in a coma, even in the absence of consciousness, Zuo Lin still did not moan and cry out, but still like a hero. Has this man, who is only a little bit older than himself, already armed himself with strength to his instincts?

After Emile had spent an hour of remorse, Zorin's body calmed down again, his heart rate returned to normal, and his breathing was steady, as if he had fallen into an ordinary sleep again. Just as Emile began to question the effectiveness of the spell, Zolin woke up.

Zuo Lin's eyes slowly opened, and when he adjusted to the light in the tent, and saw Emile who jumped into his eyes with incomparably clear clarity, a faint, helpless smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he pretended to be surprised in a weak voice: "Emile! Also, don't you know that the Pattern of Magic excludes the parallel effects of any other spell......?

Seeing Emile's eyes that seemed to cry with joy, Zuo Lin stopped teasing. The girl saved herself. The girl cares about herself. Being cared for is almost the most precious thing in the world.

Like a little girl making a mistake, Emile asked in a low voice, "Does it really hurt?"

Zuo Lin was surprised, he smiled and said, "It's okay...... Do you want me to give it a try for you?"

Suddenly feeling a little cold on his body, Zuo Lin remembered the steps of the magic spell. He suddenly realized that the unintentional teasing he had just made seemed to be some kind of teasing, or to use a more fashionable word: xìngsāo.

Emile's face turned red. When he was injured, he was seen as a last resort, and the relationship between the doctor and the wounded was not adulterated with any impurities. But now, Emile has long found that she does not hate Zuo Lin, but has some strange trust in Zuo Lin, and also believes in the food that Zuo Lin gave her, she is relieved that Zuo Lin has arranged a place to stay, she agrees with Zuo Lin's plan of action that may not be very good, she feels a certain sense of security in Zuo Lin, she believes that her feelings for Zuo Lin are not exactly a subordinate to a boss, but also a girl facing a man worthy of her own fighting. Thus, simple words reached Emile's ears, and there was no longer any possibility of not causing ambiguity and misunderstanding. Emile's shyness lasted for a second, and then she raised her eyebrows and said, "You dare!?"