Seeing that the ugly face of the "terrible ghost" was as ugly as the rock section, Crane understood that the other party had his own thoughts in his heart.

"Mr. Adolf, don't you believe what I say, the young demon king will not hesitate to destroy the negotiations at the cost of self-harm, and he must not want the war to subside. It's all because I took it for granted, the enemy has always avoided unnecessary casualties, and won the victory at the lowest cost, but it is not impossible to bear casualties...... They must have some special purpose!"

"What special purpose could it be?" Adolf's face wrinkled even more.

Crane sighed: "I don't know, now I can only be sure that they won't let us go back to the city-state easily......"

"Don't be too discouraged, I don't think it's a bad thing that we're captured. Adolf relieved the other instead.

"......, why do you think that?" Crane didn't understand.

"I understand strategy or something, but almost all of us as prisoners are wounded. Generally speaking, there was no need to bother to treat inconsequential captives, and it was better for us to suffer than to suffer more than to lose our lives at any moment, compared to our comrades in the riverbank camps. ”

Adolf was very open-minded, but Crane looked a little uncertain.

The leader of the former adventurers, whose face was covered with tiny scars, calmly reassured again: "Not only have all of our injuries been treated with healing spells, but you have also seen the scars on that highness's body. ”

Adolf snorted at the blonde girl on the hospital bed.

"The injuries on her body look very serious on the surface, and it seems that the person who started it is very vicious, but in fact it is not fatal at all. Adolf compared his neck, "You should have seen the bruise on her neck at that time, if the other party wanted her life, she would have finished playing early in the morning." ”

"I see!" Crane finally came to his senses, he looked around cautiously, and began to continue to lower his voice again, "There must not be any danger to the life of His Highness Celerosie, once such a young saint who can master powerful divine power loses his life here......, the church will definitely not give up! Mr. Adolf, how are you sure that Andrari won't be too us?"

"Didn't you notice that the guards were always glancing at the two of us, but they never stopped us from talking in private? That Highness's injuries are complicated and haven't been treated, so he should be sent over for treatment soon, right?" Adolf rolled his eyes with his disobedient ugly face.

Although Crane wanted to say that the dead were real, no matter how much the conspiracy had no effect on the other party...... However, considering that there was no need for the enemy to heal the dying man, and that it was meaningless to say such words except to attract hatred, he could not say the words in the end.

......

As Adolf had expected, it wasn't long before a group of robed elves, hobbits, and demons poured into Crane's room with all sorts of strange things.

"What are you going to do!?" The blonde girl named Selothy looked a little excited, if it wasn't for the conversation between Adolf and Crane before, the Apostle of Herrera at this time would have been desperately resisting.

"If you don't want to leave any regrets in the future, just cooperate with us obediently. An elven elder with a white beard replied lightly.

Perhaps it was the high priest Enriel's unique aura that was persuasive enough that Selosi did not struggle when a succubus held a sharp pair of scissors to cut off the sleeves and trouser legs of the little girl's wounds.

The elves who looked like young druids swinging their whimsical instruments away from the carts they had just been pushed into, and the blonde girl was lying on the bed and couldn't see the glittering instruments on the metal plates, but Crane began to wonder what the group really meant.

The assortment of narrow knives, pliers, and steel needles on those plates made people feel more like torture tools than medical equipment.

"Andrey's boy is really good at such a thin little girl!" Catrion felt a headache as he looked at Selothy's arms and ankles, which were swollen like large purple turnips.

"Now his whereabouts are unknown...... If he doesn't even have this decision, it will make people think that the rumors that he is greedy for beauty are not groundless. Enriel frowned unhappily as well, but the old priest seemed to be worried a little differently than his old partner.

"With the blessing of the goddess, there is no real threat that can stump him in the land of Garlandia, and it is a long tradition that we have maintained for nearly 10,000 years when young people go out to travel, what is there to worry about?" A novel operation that can satisfy everyone's curiosity, but few people present have bright faces, the elder druid has naturally not lived in vain for so many years, of course he understands what everyone present is worried about.

Then the young elves began fiddling with a tall wooden shelf with six magic lamps that were too bright to look at.

"Can I stand aside and watch?" Crane asked, hesitantly as he was separated behind two orc guards.

Catrion raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a subtle expression, and then continued to carefully observe the girl's abnormally swollen area under the light.

"Yes, but don't get in the way of our work. Enriel said without looking back.

The two elders looked at each other for a long time, until the young Apostle Errella's cheeks were flushed with weakness, and they began to discuss topics that seemed to be understood.

"In a very thorough comminuted fracture, ordinary treatment can only accelerate the healing of subcutaneous blood vessels and bone fragments, and it is difficult to correct the bones and joints back to their original appearance. ”

"Even with the use of divine arts, only the most powerful ones can perfectly deal with this kind of injury, this complex bone injury is indeed much more troublesome than a fatal injury such as damage to internal organs, praying for the power of the goddess to restore it really makes people feel a little too much, after all, it is not an emergency injury that can be fatal. ”

"Let's go ahead with the surgery as originally planned...... It's not certain how effective it will be, but if someone had thought of such a solution back then, many old fellows like us might have been able to avoid the pain of centuries of disability. ”

"First of all, we use an appropriate amount of life force to heal the broken blood vessels under the skin, and it should be noted that the penetration depth of the magic must be in place, if it penetrates deep into the bones, it is likely to bring unnecessary pain to the patient. Katrion introduced the young elf behind him, his glittering green palm caressing the blond girl's swollen ankle.

"This technique requires a lot of experience in trauma treatment, and if the broken subcutaneous tissue does not heal properly, the hemostatic effect is not good, which affects the process of surgery, and if it is overdone, the fine bone tissue will be glued together, increasing the workload of the operation and the burden on the injured patient's body. ”

"Let's start with a 10 percent diluted neurotoxin injection of three milliliters. ”

Hearing the instructions, the young elf began to fiddle with the strange instrument with the steel needle on the front.

The elves used lingua franca in their conversations, and there was no way to shy away from others. Although the word toxin made Crane a little worried, considering his position as a prisoner, he just looked at His Highness the Apostle who was at the mercy of others on the hospital bed with some concern.

When the needle was inserted into Sylothy's swollen ankle, the little girl's face turned pale.

"Don't worry, it's an anesthetic that is used to relieve the pain during surgery. It may be a little painful at first, but it will get better immediately, so if you feel drowsy or have trouble breathing, be sure to talk about it as soon as possible. ”

The young elf, who was his assistant, repeatedly roasted the sharp and indefinite instruments on the faintly fragrant candle flame like a needle that had just been injected with a toxin. The familiar smell reminded Crane of the whale oil that the family used for important occasions every year, and the fuel that burns without a trace of smoke is not only very valuable, but can also be used to make delicious food.

After a while, Enriel began to touch Selosi's ankle to ask how she felt, and after receiving a "no pain anymore" answer, the two elders moved out of the way of the closest place to the injury and replaced them with succubi and hobbit wielding blades.

"Are these two druids or witch doctors?" Crane asked in a whispered voice of concern.

"They are Andrari's most skilled knife workers and the most skilled chefs in handling living creatures! If it weren't for the sensitive identity of the wounded, the Secretary-General would not have bothered to worry about such an operation. A young druid replied politely, but the blonde girl lying on the bed turned pale.

The sharp blade cut through the bruised skin, and the blood that had become dark red due to the drop in oxygen content slowly flowed out, and Sylothy watched her body being cut by the sharp blade but barely felt anything, and the fear of the unknown suddenly occupied the blonde girl's heart.

"A catheter is used to drain blood. ”

"The remaining blood in the wound is drained with a gum dropper!"

"Try not to hurt the tendons and blood vessels, Shantia, you carefully massage the injured person's legs to relax her muscles. ”

......

When the blood-stained bones slowly became clear in the bright light, even Crane, who was originally very restrained on the side, showed an incredible expression.

"Your Highness, your broken bones have been glued together by these skilled druids with life spells like repairing a tile wall!!"

The blonde girl lying on the bed was still silent and did not speak, but her face was much better than at the beginning.

Finally, after the bones were cleaned and spliced together, a hostile succubus ripped a blonde hair from the head of the Sun God Apostle, soaked it in a transparent liquid that exuded a rich aroma of wine, and began to stitch the pale wound on the girl's ankle with a curved steel needle through the hair.

By the time the hobbit and the succubus had finished their work, Catharon had once again made up for a life spell. Then the young druids began to apply a fragrant potion to the wounds that had been stitched up and bandages them.

After witnessing the entire operation, the young adventurer leader realized that the elves' prowess in life spells was far more exaggerated than the rumors.