Chapter 47: The Forest Ogre
Al's guards change every day, and whoever is in charge of the village is in charge of Arr. But Marcia is fixed to sleep here in Ar.
"Today's broth is so fragrant, what did you put in?" "Mushrooms, mushrooms can enhance freshness." ”
When he doesn't need to please anyone anymore, Al's words are particularly concise and to the point. Both eyes looked expectantly at the full iron pot, which was the ration he had saved for three days, some of which were distributed to himself, some were given by the villagers, and some were brought back by Marcia, ready to eat a good meal at a time. Al of Marcia Jue looked at the food, he was not cute, and threw the whole leg of meat he had been allocated into the pot.
You are raw meat! You haven't washed it yet! There's still blood on it!!Al was about to jump up, but when he saw Marcia's doting eyes, he lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Thank you. Thank you, Marcia."
Originally, it was calculated that Marcia would be able to cook as soon as she returned, but at this time she had to cook a little longer. The broth with herbs attracts the children of the village.
"Go home and bring a bowl and come over and eat together. At Al's voice, the children cheered home to get the bowls, drooling and waiting in line for Al to distribute.
"Piggy, let's have a sacred ceremony today"
Al, who was happily eating meat, suddenly heard Marcia's overjoyed voice.
"I'm young, I'm still a kid," Al panicked, putting down the bowl and running away.
When early spring arrives, everything recovers. From time to time, wild beasts attacked, and even young beasts got lost and walked into the village. Even the children have to take up arms and fight.
The wound medicine that Al had prepared began to be consumed in large quantities. Healing potions drain very quickly, and even the best hunters can't hunt in the forest unscathed. Al and Marcia and another warrior continue to search for herbs in the village, and the only one who is willing to learn medicine from him is the little girl who wants to drink sweet water. In the forest where everyone needs to fight, the Physician, though great, is not as happy as he is to fight with his own hands.
"It's a four-leaf clover, and the lucky lady will keep her eyes on the person she wears, guaranteeing you good luck for the year. Al picked a four-leaf clover from a pile of clovers and put it on the little girl, Asuna.
"Thank you, Master Doctor" Asuna smiled sweetly at Al, her little face indescribably innocent and beautiful.
"Little pig, I want it too. Marcia, who was on guard, was jealous, and Al fidgeted under the hostile gaze of the male warrior. Hurriedly continued to look down for medicine, and introduced the sexuality and function of herbs to Asuna while searching.
In order to coax the last student who was willing to study pharmacy, Al tried to make the narration as lively and interesting as possible, and made up many short and funny stories.
Before dark, the group left the dangerous forest early and returned to the village, and Al took out the little bugs he caught to amuse the children
In the spring the beasts awoke, hunger drove them mad, the big ones chased the small, the small ones chased the weak, and the beasts formed a continuous tide, and the village was almost destroyed, but Al did not take the opportunity to escape. Because the village chief has never made a move, the soldiers in the village have never panicked and despaired.
Al moved all the way from the tree hole to the river, and from the river all the way downstream. The upper reaches are said to be occupied by powerful beasts.
During this period, they also encountered other villages, which suffered heavy casualties, and when they saw that the village of Al was in good combat strength, and there was also a legendary doctor, they asked to join it, and respected the village chief. The simple merger of the two villages made the Aral differences and incomprehension of the aristocratic conspiracy that was familiar with the history books.
In the forest, food and survival come first.
Al was ordered by the village chief to treat the combined warriors, and he discovered the grim fact that there were no old men or children, and not even the seriously wounded warriors.
The law of the forest is so cold that Al can't adapt, and Al who is used to seeing peace and has been living in the imperial capital all the time, followed Marcia in a fluctuating mood. They migrated along the way, hiding from the beasts that revived hunger and went berserk.
When they had eaten enough and the turmoil in the forest had subsided, they found another lake to camp in.
As a source of water, Al was not allowed to go in and bathe, but could only use wooden pots to put them in the pit and burn them. The well-preserved children in the village, as well as the soldiers he healed, offered to help him fill the puddles. They all know that this white and chubby little doctor loves to be clean and likes to take a bath.
Every time he bathed, although Al became more and more respectable and no one watched, there were still warriors around to guard and watch over.
Cleaned, Al washed the two sets of animal skins and clothes that he had fled all the way and could not be washed, and sat by the fire in clothes made of leaves. Where is he now, he goes, hiding from Marcia.
Seeing Al sitting by the fire, someone consciously served the grilled fish with jam. Al unceremoniously gulped.
As soon as Al finished eating, someone handed him five skewers of grilled fish. It's Marcia. Al took only one string.
Now the village has been rebuilt, and food is rationed. Al himself has five strings, and Marcia has five strings. But she is a fighter and needs to keep her physical strength in battle.
The silent concern made Marcia feel happy and tilted her head against Al's shoulder. The face of the blue-faced fangs was full of satisfaction.
The village was newly built, and only a tree house was hastily made, which was inhabited by the village chief. Al also slept on the floor by the fire, with Marcia holding him in his back.
Since she saw that Al likes to take a bath, she also likes to take a bath, and she has no strange smell on her body, and she has become more attractive.
It's all for her pet piglet Al, but she doesn't know that Al is already thinking about leaving. It's out of place here, and I'm worried about his life all the time.
On a quiet and peaceful morning, Al took the initiative to visit the village chief for the first time.
"You were smart enough not to run away and not to say this in the first place. "Moving to a new place, the village chief's hideous oil paint seems to have been repainted to the side, bright and terrifying.
The words didn't say what would happen if they ran away and submitted for exchange in the first place, presumably not a good outcome for the cannibalistic tribe.
"I made a lot of reserves and also taught Arsuna. She's smart, and she's been asked to do all the treatments along the way."
"I saw it, and you did a great job. You give your sincerity and friendship, and you are free. Al saluted the village chief excitedly.
"Wise village chief, please show me the way home. ”
"If you go all the way in the direction of the rising sun, you will see the human city. "The city of man? Al suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Don't dare to look up at the village chief's terrifying smile.
Al silently took his animal skin and clothes, and quickly and quietly left with his backpack on his back.
"Piggy, are you leaving?" Marcia whispered softly and sadly as she looked at Al's departing back. "You humans are so ruthless."