For an average priest's apprentice, Jon's life is relatively busy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After meeting Father Lancaster and listening to his cliché advice, Jon left the priest's room and went to a small room on the west side of the church.

As soon as he took out the key from his pocket and unlocked the door, he heard a few soft whistling sounds from inside.

In the middle of the hut lay a straw mat, on which lay a tall, maroon horse, and at the sight of Jon he whistled at him, as if to greet him again.

"Good morning, Rickon!" Jon smiled and greeted the warhorse, then walked up to it with a bandage and crouched down at its feet.

War Mariken had a blood-stained linen bandage tied to each of its hind legs, and Jon carefully untied the bandage on his left leg and replaced it with a clean one.

The whole time, War Mariken was very quiet and very submissive.

Ricken had been sent about two weeks earlier, and its owner, a paladin, had been seriously injured when a man and a horse fell off a cliff at the same time during a mission, with both of Rickon's hind legs broken.

Together, they were sent to Lordaeron Cathedral.

The paladin was naturally taken care of by Father Lancaster, and Jon's task was to take care of the paladin's warhorse, which was the Ricken in front of him. So after two weeks, he and Ricken are also very familiar with each other.

As soon as the bandage on one of Ricken's legs was removed, the door was gently pushed open, and the slender figure of the girl appeared in the cabin.

"Mr. Mills, Father Priest has called me to help you!" She said happily.

Seeing the girl's figure, Jon nodded, pointed to the war horse lying on the straw mat, and said, "Okay Miss Abidis, our task during this time is to take care of it!" ”

"Do you want to change the bandages?" The girl asked with some confusion.

"Yes!"

Although this Azeroth is a world of swords and magic, it does not mean that you can fill up your blood with a few mouthfuls of healing after being injured, in fact, the treatment of the Holy Light is a very complicated process, and under normal circumstances, you can only fully recover some injuries that are not particularly serious, such as Ricken's serious injuries that broke two legs, must be treated for a long time.

Of course, Jon will use the secondary healing technique on Mariken several times a day, which will greatly speed up his recovery. Jon had heard the rumor of "100 days of broken bones" when he was on Earth, and in this world, the prognosis for a serious injury like Mariken's broken legs in just two weeks is excellent.

"Let me try!" The girl was a little anxious.

"This ......" Jon frowned, and was about to stop it, but the girl had already walked over.

"Be careful!" Jon hurriedly reminded.

Just as Jon had just done, Bridget Abydis stooped over War Mariken's side, reaching out to try to help it change the bandages.

This time, however, Ricken was not at all well-behaved, and just as Brigitte touched the blood-stained bandage on its right leg, it suddenly let out a tyrannical scream, and then kicked its hind hooves in the girl's face.

The girl let out an exclamation, but at such a close distance, there was no way to dodge.

Just as she tried to close her eyes in some vain, the hind hooves of the war horse stopped a few centimeters from her face. I saw a holy light shine on Brigitte-Abydis's body, and then formed a white shield, completely protecting her.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, just now, he released a mantra-shield spell, this spell can absorb a certain amount of damage, although Jon's current level is not high, and the damage that can be absorbed is relatively small, but blocking the hind hooves of an injured war horse can still be easily done.

The girl quickly got up from the ground, a few steps away from War Mariken in fear, and then looked at Jon apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mills......"

What had just happened, and she couldn't have been clearer than if she was also an apprentice priest.

"You're too reckless!" Jon whispered, "If I hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid you'd be seriously injured by now!" ”

The girl's head lowered deeper: "Thank you......"

"It's fine!" Looking at the frightened girl, Jon smiled and walked over to Warmar Ricken, explaining, "Actually, Ricken is a fairly docile child, but you can't frighten it. ”

The girl looked up with a puzzled look.

"If you want to approach it, you should walk past it in front of it openly, let it see you, and look it in the eye so that it can see your kindness, so that it won't attack you because of panic!"

The girl nodded.

"You're going to try again?" Jon asked tentatively.

Still a little scared, the girl didn't flinch, but mustered up the courage and walked to the horse, as Jon had said.

This time, Ricken was very docile, did not get angry again, and very comfortably accepted the girl to his side. The girl gently untied the blood-stained bandage on its right leg, and then took out a clean linen bandage.

"Wait, Miss Abydis!" Jon hurriedly stopped and walked over to the girl's side.

"The bandage can't be tied like this, it's impossible to tighten it, I'm afraid Ricken will break it off completely within half an hour of us leaving, and it should be done......"

Jon tightened the bandage very lightly, and then used a recovery technique on Mariken, only to see Ricken close his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling very comfortable.

"Mr. Mills, you know a lot......" The girl glanced at Jon with some envy.

She was also a little frustrated, she was the best priest's apprentice in the Chapel of the Hand of Tyr, but when she arrived at Lordaeron, she found that she couldn't even take care of a wounded warhorse.

Looking at the somewhat frustrated girl, Jon hurriedly comforted: "Actually, I'm just in touch with this for a few more days, when Rickon just sent it, I was kicked by him!" ”

"Oh?" The girl blinked slightly.

Jon smiled and said, "I didn't know how to take care of it at the time, but it got angry and kicked me hard, and I limped back to the convent and asked Father Lancaster to treat me......"

Looking at Jon's funny face, the girl couldn't help but smile.

"You're so interesting!"

Jon gently patted the girl's shoulder, looked at the already sleeping War Mariken, and said, "It seems that it has fallen asleep, we can also leave, let's go Miss Abidis." ”

The girl nodded, but her expression was a little hesitant.

Jon didn't notice this, and when he picked up the lock of the hut from the ground and was about to lock the door, he found that the girl was still in a daze in the hut.

"What's the matter, Miss Abydis?" Jon asked, curious.

"This ......" the girl looked up, glanced at Jon, and whispered, "Mr. Mills, this is my first time in Lordaeron, can you take me around?" ”

"Of course, it's my pleasure, Miss Abidis!" Without a second thought, Jon agreed.

"And ...... Mr. Mills ...... the girl pursed her lips, "Actually, we don't have to call each other so politely, you can just call me Bridget." ”

"Okay, Bridget, but then you should actually call me Jon!"