"Wow, Dikido, you sing so well, you deserve to be the best bard in the town of Nialand"!

Dikido, who had finished singing, walked with Biran on the town's stone road, and Biran did not hesitate to praise Dikido.

"What's the matter............ It's so-so."

Dikido shook his head in flattery, and his face flushed.

"Poof"!

Seeing Dikido's panicked look, Bilan couldn't help laughing, she felt that staying with Dikido could forget all her troubles, forget the flesh and screams in the White Tower, and forget those cold eyes............

"That, that...... Bilan, how is the Master Master, I heard that the Master Master is a very strict person?"

Dikido thought that Biran was already an apprentice of the official mage punk, and he asked Bilan with some concern, because the people in the town had a terrifying and strange opinion of the young mage.

"Also............ It's okay, it's just that the White Tower is a little eerie, but the punk is still good."

Bi Lan said with a smile to Di Chido, although she thought that her mentor was an evil pervert, but Bi Lan didn't want Di Qi to worry.

Dikido's heart trembled when he saw Bilan's pale face, and he just wanted to ask carefully, but Bilan immediately changed the subject.

"Look over there, what's wrong with that kid"?

Unlike Bilan, who was talking about the experience in the White Tower, took advantage of Dichido's inquiry before he could exit it, and quickly changed to another point of attention.

Birlan saw an eight- or nine-year-old child fall to the ground in an alley at the end of the street, clutching his knees and crying bitterly.

Of course, the kind Bilan would not sit idly by, she quickly trotted towards the child who fell to the ground, and Dikido also temporarily forgot the "heavy" topic just now, and quickly followed Bilan to the child's side.

"Child, are you okay, can you stand up, can you tell my sister?"

Bilan squatted down and gently comforted the crying little boy.

"How's it going, is this kid hurt?"

Dikido stood beside him a little overwhelmed, he saw the child crying in such pain, as if he had been seriously hurt, although Dikido wanted to help him up, but he was afraid of touching the child's wounds.

"Kid, can you show my sister your legs?"

Seeing the little boy crying heartbreakingly, Bi Lan felt distressed and strange at the same time, it seems that this child just accidentally fell, it stands to reason that at most there is a little bruise, how can he cry so painfully?

Seeing the little boy's painful body twitching, he didn't hear what Biran was saying at all, Dikido had to carefully remove the little boy's hands that were clenched on his legs............

"Hiss ............"

When they saw the boy's leg injury, the two of them gasped at the same time!

I saw that the little boy's leg was obviously twisted and misaligned, and the hematoma had made the lump on the knee as thick as the thigh, and Diqido could clearly see that the little boy was fractured.

But Bi Lan was even more surprised, in her mental perception, the little boy's knee was clearly a comminuted fracture, but the other party obviously just accidentally fell once, how could there be such a serious injury.

"This, what to do, you have to find this child's family quickly."

Dikido picked up the little boy who was already in a semi-comatose state with trembling hands, but he had no experience of such an emergency, and he did not know what to do.

"This is the middle of the road, carry him to the side of the road, this kid has a broken bone, the broken bone is likely to hurt the artery, you must stop the internal bleeding quickly, otherwise he will go into shock."

Although Bilan was full of confusion about the cause of the little boy's injury, she quickly reacted that now was not the time to dwell on these things, if it was not treated in time, the little boy's leg would fall disabled.

"Okay, let's go to the alley over there, and we'll be in trouble by that Tishachar missionary. ”

Dikido said, pointing to an alley near the street.

"Yes!"

Thinking of the clingy madness of those weird missionaries, Biran nodded seriously, and the two of them ran carefully into the alley together.

"Dichido, go to this child's family, I'll take care of the wound."

Gently placing the little boy on the ground, Biran carefully examined the little boy's wound while telling Dikido to find the child's parents.

"Okay"!

Without time to speak, Dikido glanced worriedly at Birlan and the little boy, and then ran towards the exit of the alley.

"What's next............ You need to stop the bleeding."

Bi Lan was also a little overwhelmed by the little boy who had fallen to the ground and had passed out, she watched the child's legs twist under the effect of the hematoma, and she only felt that her head was blank.

"Think about it, think about it, don't you know how to heal magic?"

Biran whispered to herself, forcing herself to calm down, she tried to remember the few pieces of parchment that Punk had given her that recorded spells, one of which recorded an apprentice-level healing spell, and Biran clearly remembered that spell she had practiced seriously............

Taking a few deep breaths, Biran whispered a spell and built a spell model in her soul............

Apprentice-level spell spell - Hemostasis: Causes blood vessels to tighten and stop bleeding.

A small piece of pale yellow light lit up in Bi Lan's palm, she carefully placed her palm on the little boy's hematoma's leg, and the continuous spread of internal bleeding and swelling quickly stopped, and then Bi Lan wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing, now that someone is hurt, I don't have time to listen to your mission"!

Just as Bilan breathed a sigh of relief at the boy's escape, Dichido's angry voice suddenly came from the exit of the alley.

Frightened, Biran quickly got up, only to see that the entrance to the alley was blocked by two or three missionaries in gray-and-red robes, who were holding a thick scroll and dragging the Dichido towards the interior of the alley, completely ignoring Dichido's punches and kicks, and even if they were hit in the abdomen, they showed no pain.

"Bang!"

"Oops............"

Dikido was slammed to the ground, and his white robe was immediately covered with dust. The hard ground made Dichido exhale in pain.

"What are you guys doing, there's a kid here who is injured and he needs treatment."

Seeing that these missionaries were so unreasonable, Bilan also angrily stepped forward, picked up the grinning Dikido, and then loudly "argued" with one of the missionaries who was suspected of being the leader.

But the missionaries seemed to have heard nothing at all, and remained dull and silent, like realistic puppets, staring at Birlan and Dikido with godless eyes.

At this time, Bi Lan's heart began to be afraid, although she was an apprentice-level mage, but she had not learned any offensive spells at all, in terms of combat power, she was only stronger than ordinary people, and she was naïve and could not do anything to these living people, in the face of these strange missionaries, Bi Lan's pupils dilated You took a step back and leaned on Dikido's arms.

"What the hell are you guys trying to do?"

Dikido struggled to stand up and looked up at the missionary, who was a lot taller than himself, and though his legs trembled with fear, he kept Birlan behind him, and questioned the sluggish missionaries in as angry tone as he could.

However, the missionaries still did not respond to Dichido's questioning, and only the leading missionary took out a small bottle of pale green dirty liquid from his robe pocket with his dry "claws"............

In the dim sunlight, the spider pattern engraved on the small bottle looms............