Speaking of the traveling doctor, Gross couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face.

Before Oliver and Scott could respond, he shook his head in refusal—

He knew that the traveling doctors of this world were not reliable, and the profession of traveling doctor quickly reminded him of the Marwes in the game who were cricket, had long beards, and wore brass bracelets around their wrists.

These guys are all over the mainland, and they claim that they can cure all diseases, but they almost don't put up psoriasis advertisements everywhere -

They usually carry a large square medicine box in their right hand and a bell in their left hand, and they start shouting in a long, hoarse voice whenever they go to the ground.

There is only one way to remedy them.

Contained in a fist-sized gray-brown clay vase, those black ointments, emitting a foul smell like dog shit—

Underneath their self-touting rhetoric, the effect of these things is almost comparable to the tears of Pharysses, the goddess of life. And the latter, which belongs to the sacred objects that can produce flesh and bones, is almost an untouchable legend in this year.

Because of this, the cowhide is blown out of the sky, and there is no credibility.

In addition to the ointment, there is only one treatment that the traveling doctors are good at, and that is the bloodletting therapy of the Middle Ages in the past life, which early players have suffered a lot at the hands of these people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a lesson in blood and tears.

Being cheated of money is a small matter, and Gross knows that even if he has thick skin and rough flesh, he can't withstand the toss of the traveling doctors.

It's just too long!

For the injury to his right arm, based on the player's experience, he now has two options:

Find a native who can teach First Aid or other medical treatments, and learn skills from them;

Or, head to any of the churches and buy the Holy Water of Life.

The two can be classified as the same choice to some extent, as the only people in the world of Illuson are clergy and druids in the reclusive forest, who teach support skills such as healing. However, during the New Moon period, the latter was nowhere to be found in the territory of the Elantra Kingdom.

Therefore, he had to go to the church—the Elants practiced the Divine Radiance Faith, and the only choice he had was the Divine Radiance Church.

As far as he knew, the closest church to the Celestial region was in Karthas, the city of Nogo.

He thought for a moment and quickly made a decision.

This time, not only did you have to buy some Holy Water of Life, but it was also an urgent matter to acquire medical skills. There are no clergy in their ranks, and it is absolutely inevitable that they will be injured in battle in the future.

It seems that the wolf bandit group is going to part ways here, and originally he brought the entire team over to consider the collective leveling after the dungeon, but because of the unexpected injury now, this plan has to be temporarily adjusted.

Gross called Ron, and apart from their five-man squad, the strongest kid in the bandit group - he had a simple temperament, and he was always obedient to the bandit leader.

The bandit leader pulled out a large, heavy purse from his backpack, which contained exactly two hundred raels.

Because of the relationship between the group of mercenaries, they have a lot of money. All the liquidity added up to nearly eight hundred reels, and after Gross handed over the money bag, Ron carefully caught it with both hands.

"Ron, you take the rest of the people, buy some food and clothes and go back first."

Gross explained. Two hundred reals is a lot of money in this year, he thought for a moment, and then continued: "If there are other supplies that are missing, let's supplement them as well." ”

"Yes, sir."

Ron nodded, his words were never many.

"Well, then, we'll rest here tonight, and we'll be ready to leave tomorrow."

……

In this early winter season, the night arrives very early, and the time from the bell tower has just passed five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky has already darkened.

After a short period of dusk, a yellowish moon appeared in the gloomy night.

Snow has already begun to fall in the Seris region, while in Talen, west of Nogo, the weather is cloudy.

As night fell, the streets around the fort quickly became deserted, and after the locals lit the oil lamps in their houses and finished their dinner, the family gathered around the stove and gossiped about their recent experiences and observations.

The most frequently discussed topic these days is the marriage contract between Baron Fred Wolf and Her Royal Highness Princess Samantha.

The marriage contract from the royal family of Elva was personally announced by the lord of Talon, Count Savaren Wolfe, in the square outside the city. At that time, the soldiers stationed at the fortress stood on the city wall, and they saw the crowd of onlookers watching this grand ceremony in a dense black and dense area-

The huge square is almost impassable.

In recent years, Tarun has never been on such a pageantry.

From time to time, someone stood on tiptoe or jumped between the moving heads, but it was just a pointless effort. After a prelude to the ceremony, only a few lucky enough to squeeze into the front row saw the royal family's "White Rose", Her Royal Highness Samantha, the third princess.

Tall and slender, far superior to the average civilian woman.

And Her Royal Highness the Princess's appearance, although it is not a country and a city, but that kind of tranquil and noble temperament can't help but make the people deeply attracted and intoxicated-

The local aristocrats who watched the ceremony were also deeply amazed by this.

The good wishes of the perfect match, the good looks of the man and the woman kept ringing in these mouths, and when the Earl read the marriage contract according to the standard etiquette of marriage between the royal family and the nobles, the square was even more boiling, cheering and applauding, like a mountain roaring tsunami.

Baron Fred slowly walked towards Princess Samantha under the gaze of nobles and commoners.

As the two drew closer, Baron Fred knelt down on one knee and presented the small box containing the engagement ring, "Samantha, my Highness the Princess." I, Fred Wolfe, am willing to be your eternal knight from this day forward. ”

The princess smiled calmly, her little hand with snow-white velvet gloves slightly raised. Baron Fred took the princess's hand, and the joyful music began to play, while the blessed couple walked down the long red carpet towards the fortress of Talon.

A cavalry contingent dressed in neat uniforms cleared the way ahead.

……

"What a blessing Young Master Fred is!"

A chubby middle-aged man leaned against the stove and said with emotion to his wife and two children. He couldn't help but secretly compare his wife to the princess, but the end result made him even more embarrassed.

But when he saw the two lively children, he was quickly relieved - after all, feelings are never something that can be compared.