After a long night of hustle and bustle, the woods were quiet in the early morning, and the sound of dead branches and broken leaves was so incongruous.

By closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, Kaliman suddenly woke up. He glanced at the mana value, and there were only 12 points left, and the only offensive spell [Magic Missile] transcribed in the spell book had a blue cost of 15 points, which could not be used. If you think about the attack spells that were commonly used in your previous life, you can't use them as a result.

Garriman calmed down, holding his breath and listening carefully to the movement beneath him.

"Click............"

The steps were very light, and there was no sound between the walks except the sound of stepping on dead branches and leaves.

A petite figure flashed through Galiman's mind, the body's previous maid, a thief trained to fight stealth.

Garriman lifted his mind and put it down halfway, just in case, he still cast the [Mage's Hand], grabbing the heavy weight of the spell book with copper nails, it is like a large brick, whether it is used as a throwing weapon or a melee weapon, it can be used in an unexpected way.

If it was the previous Galimane, he might not use spell books like this, after all, for academic magicians, wands and spell books are like keyboards and mice for e-sports players, and when they fight, they are definitely not the keyboards they are used to when they copy and shoot others in the face. And for players, even if the academic mage players are reluctant to use the staff spell book to greet others in the face, but they can't stand some players playing cheap, after countless pvp, even Garriman can dual-wield the Iron Birch Great Staff, hang Buff and close enemies to open the blade storm.

Every mage has a melee heart, and every support has an output ambition.

The little maid climbed up the tree and saw Garriman turn his head to stare at her, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Young master, you're awake!" ”

The little maid stooped into the hollow of the tree with a look of surprise on her face, and blushed as she stuck out her tongue as she looked at Garrimant's neatly bandaged bandages.

Regardless of his past or present life, Garriman does not have many expressions on his face. He nodded, and asked about the situation outside, "Are the robbers still looking for us around, Ellie?" ”

Elle removed a package from a dark corner above the entrance to the tree hole, took out the clean clothes from it, and changed the clothes that were soaked from the midnight outing. She loosened the buckle of her leather armor, removed her protective gear, and changed her clothes in the darkness as she said, "Last night's heavy rain seems to have taken a big toll on their morale, and before they came back early in the morning, they heard a lot of quarrels in their camp, and it is estimated that in two days, even if the bandit leader still pursues us, his group will not agree." ”

However, she rummaged through the package and lamented: "But we have only half a day's worth of dry food left, and the smell and traces of hunting are difficult to hide. ”

Garriman tugged at the corners of his mouth, although it would be more uncomfortable to be hungry, but it was still acceptable for them to flee for their lives, he could use [magic tricks] to filter the dew and use it as drinking water, the most important thing at the moment is to heal the [Serious Injury] state, even if it is to the [Minor Injury] state, it is better than the current situation of being unable to move.

The little maid changed her clothes, took out something covered in leaves from the inner lining of her armor, walked to Galiman's side, squatted down, and took out a few plants that were wrapped in it to show him.

"Young master, I saw some wounded people in the bandit camp chewing up these things and applying them to their wounds, so I stole some back, you can see which ones can be used."

Garriman carefully observed the dried plants that had been processed in the little maid's hand, and found that there were three ingredients that could be used in the preparation of healing ointments, so he picked out these herbs and explained to Elle the effects of these three herbs, so that she could pick them alone when needed later.

Garriman hesitated for a moment, but still for the sake of his life, gritted his teeth, and asked the little maid, "Ellie, do you still have a needle and thread with you to mend your clothes?" ”

"Yes, they're in Ellie's treasure bag." Elle put down the three herbs she had memorized in her palm, took out a small purse in the package, and rummaged through it to find a thin needle and white cotton thread. In this backward medieval game setting, it is not easy to have a needle.

Garriman casts a [Detect Toxicity] on the needle and thread to make sure that the needle and thread are not contaminated with foreign objects that could infect the wound.

He used the mage's hand, which had not yet dissipated, to bend the sewing needle and put it back in Ellie's hand. Now his face tensed, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute, I want you to sew up my wounds......"

"Young Master!!"

"Listen to me!" Garriman lowered his voice, "I know you haven't heard of this technique, but I know it's a way to speed up wound healing and reduce the probability of wound breaking. ”

He looked at Ellie's glasses and said solemnly: "I think I know how bad my situation is now, if I can't recover from my injuries quickly, once the wound becomes infected and inflamed, I can only see if the goddess of fate cares if I can't hold it out." Not to mention that there is a group of robbers out there searching for us, and I don't know if the people behind the hired robbers have any follow-up plans. ”

He took a breath, calmed down, and said, "So, hurry up and do it, as long as you quickly stitch up the wound, it shouldn't hurt too much." ”

Garriman saw that Ellie was still in shock, and his hands were still trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but say, "Also, don't shake your hands, don't insult your reputation as a thief's ingenuity." ”

Seeing that Garriman had made up her mind, Elle nodded her head and agreed to his request.

Garriman found a twig and bit it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's time to start." ”

He stopped looking into the hollow of the tree, ready to distract himself.

In his previous life, neither in reality nor in virtual games, he had not endured such pain. Needless to say, even if you are injured, you can inject anesthetics when you go to the hospital for surgery, and you can't feel the pain of stitching up the wound at all. In the virtual game, this kind of injury is a matter of putting a bandage and drinking a bottle of healing potion. But now these conditions cannot be realized, so it can only be overcome.

"Well, let's do some questions to suppress the shock."

Garryman's mind flashed back to the scene of his previous life in high school, where he had been doing exercises day and night, but he couldn't remember the questions of those exercises.

"Forget it, let's calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication and division directly."

“123456789×123456789=123456789×100000000+123456789×20000000+……+123456789×9=…… 15，241，578，750，190，500…………”

"A bear fell into a trap, the hole is 19.617 meters deep, it took 2 seconds to fall to the bottom, and asked, what color is this bear?"

"One gets one, one two gets two, one three gets three...... Seventy-nine forty-nine ......"

"Ahh Hurt...... Ellie, you don't have to sew the stitches so finely, you just need to close the wound! ”

"I'm sorry, young master."

"Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt is wet, Xuancheng is too guarded to know ......"

"Gently twist and slowly wipe and pick up, and the king will not ...... early from now on"

ps: The next chapter is enough for 2000 words, excerpted from the Internet.

Chenben cloth clothes, ploughing in Nanyang. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Three times to worry about the world, draw the sword and look around at a loss. It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and I never know that I have to do it. Gently and slowly twist and wipe the re-pick, and the king will not be early in the dynasty. There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and the iron rod is sharpened into an embroidery needle. I don't know where to start, one goes deep, then declines, and three is exhausted. The first emperor did not start a business, and the middle way collapsed, and the crime of non-war was also....

I don't know if it's been reviewed or not, it's my own unhealthy thinking that I want to be crooked, I'm just posting ancient poems.