Enraged, Resarit gave an aggressive speech with a violent wave of her limbs. As a result, the wound was infected. Jamila was too busy for a long time to get cured, so she had to be sent to the nearest town to find a doctor.

Although the village of Vizan was already in trouble, it still paid for its employment. The village elders understood the casualties and told Aragon that they had planned to take refuge in other villages, and that they would return to Vizan when spring came

A blow woke Alleyne from his memory, and he turned his head to see who was so reckless.

"Look at the road!" a girl with short orange hair waved her fist at Alleyne, then turned her head and continued on her own way.

Alleyne smiled bitterly, watching her petite figure fade away, and suddenly remembered Jamila.

"Alas. ”

A worn-out wooden board is carved with a galloping wild boar, and below it are several crooked characters: 快-乐-wild-pig.

"It's remote. Alleyne looked at the plank and sighed again. It was in this tavern the last time he met Aragorn.

He pushed open the door and walked in, and found that business was as bad as ever, and there was no one except a bald uncle who was drinking.

The tavernkeeper looked up expectantly when he heard the door being pushed, and when he saw that only one person had come, he shrugged his head again. Alleyne walked up to him, knocked on the counter, and smiled:

"Hey, cheer up, God is coming!"

The tavernkeeper looked up and asked lazily, "What are you drinking?" and he recognized Aren.

"Find someone. Alleyne said with a smile.

The tavernkeeper looked at Alleyne gloomily. He stretched out his left hand and rubbed his thumb.

"Okay," Alleyne smiled helplessly, reaching for his wallet. Suddenly, his face turned ugly, because he noticed that the place where he had put his wallet was now empty. He remembered the orange-haired girl. I couldn't help frowning.

"Bastard," Alleyne cursed in a low voice, then looked at the tavern owner with a pleading expression, and said, "Can you see if your wallet has been stolen?"

The tavernkeeper remained silent, and continued to look at Alleyne melancholy.

"Really stolen"

"You see, they're all acquaintances."

Alleyne frowned, and drew his sword with a "bang". The tavernkeeper was shocked and took a step back. Exclaimed, "What do you want to do!?"

Alleyn put his sword on the counter, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Remember that troublesome drunkard? This is his sword." Take it and sell it, now you can tell me where James is, right?"

The drunkard boss hurriedly put the sword down, exhaled lightly, and then pointed at the bald uncle behind Ellene.

"He?" Alleyne had always thought James was a handsome little white face.

The tavernkeeper nodded.

Chapter 10: The Down-and-Out Doctor

"You're Mr. James, aren't you?" said Alleyne with a smile and sat down naturally in front of James.

“”

James put down his glass. Silent. Doesn't seem to be interested in dealing with Alleyne.

Alleyne kept smiling, and watched James closely: the pilgrimage clothes he was wearing didn't look like they were enough to keep out the cold, and perhaps he didn't have enough pockets. It looks like he's waiting for someone, but he's not anxious. Alleyne beckoned to the tavern owner and said boldly, "I have asked for this gentleman's wine money!"

The tavern owner looked at Alleyne, then at the sword under the counter, and nodded silently.

James finally looked up at Alleyne. Said slowly: "Aren't you afraid of me? The Witcher"

Alleyne and Jem looked at each other and smiled, "Wizard? But I'm more interested in your part-time job. ”

James was silent, picked up his glass and took a sip of the inferior ale.

Alleyne filled himself with a glass and said straight to the point, "I need your medical skills, Dr. James." ”

"Superb medical skills" James's eyes regained some light, and said, "What disease?"

"The wound is strict and pus. ”

James nodded and said, "The wound is pus, well, I used to specialize in trauma. ”

"I heard that you used to be the best surgeon in Riwache, how did you get to this point?"

“”

"Well, do you believe it? Actually, I've heard of your book called "Human Potential", right?"

James's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Yes, I did write this book! Where did you know that?"

"My father's doctor, he reviewed the book in front of my father, so I was a little impressed. ”

"What did he say?"

He said it was unrealistic. ”

"!" James slapped the table excitedly: "It turns out that human potential is indeed unlimited! He fought for three days with an arrow in his testicles! and Singh, the 'God of Thunder', who had been struck by lightning seven times! He survived tenaciously! He is now alive and healthy in Tihagang!!"

"Well, if I have the chance, I'll tell him your opinion. ”

James coughed lightly and said slowly, "Sorry for being a little excited. In fact, I also wrote a book called "Miscellaneous Treatises on Trauma Management". He straightened up proudly and said, "Personally sponsored by the lord of Swadia, Dale William!"

"It's amazing. Alleyne complimented and expressed his doubts: "But what is he for?"

"In gratitude, I cured him of his ill!" said James, filling himself excitedly with a glass.

"The glory of the healer!"

Alleyne gave James a glass and smiled, "Then I think you should live a rich life, how did you get to this point?"

James sighed and opened the conversation: "Because of the stupid former lord of Riwache! He has a strange disease, and many people are helpless, but me! I found out the cure for this disease from ancient books: it is a parasitic disease, and it is necessary to cut out the head to remove the worm, I found him, and told him the method."

Alleyne couldn't help but interject and said affirmatively, "He must have driven you away." ”

"Well, that idiot! Not only did he kick me out, he called me a wizard! and threatened to burn me! Ironically, he died the night he threatened. ”

"Dead, what's going on?" said Alleyne lamenting the coincidence.

"He was so drunk that he fell off his horse and fell to his death with his head on the ground. ”

"Maybe it's dangerous to ride a horse while drunk," Alleyne quipped.

"And then," James shrugged, pouring the entire glass of ale into his stomach in one gulp. "The townsfolk decided I was a wizard and killed him with sorcery. But I didn't do anything! They didn't believe me, but no one dared to burn me. I've lived here for years, and they know me: I don't mess with me unless I'm messed with. They decided that the lord had revealed my identity before being murdered. ”

"It seems that you love this place, and if it were me, maybe I would have started a new life on the other side of the continent. ”

"Love, no, no, no!" James waved his hand again and again, "I am still here because of a girl, a dutiful girl." Her mother was seriously ill and needed long, uninterrupted treatment. And among all the doctors in Riwache, she is the only one who chose me, which is an honor!

Alleyne smiled and guessed, "Let me guess, well, her family is poor, and you are called by honor to practice medicine for free?"

James straightened his face and said sternly: "Her family is very poor! I did plan to treat the disease for free! But she still insisted on giving me money! As far as I know, she is just a maid, but her meager remuneration supports the whole family!"

Alleyne raised an eyebrow and raised his glass, "I'll toast her." "Anyway, drink it all.

James silently put down his glass. He stood up and said, "Okay, the wine is also drunk, and the conversation is also talking." Let's go see our patients, what a rude!" James suddenly patted his head and smiled at Alleyne, "After talking so much, I didn't ask your name, excuse me?"

"Alleyne. ”

"Mr. Alleyne!" James nodded to Alleyne, then turned to the tavernkeeper and said, "I'm going to go with this gentleman, and if a girl comes to me, say I'm going to Mr. Ellene, where are we going?"

"Prancing Horse Lodge. ”

"Just say I'm going to the Prancing Horse Hotel, and ask her to go there to find me. ”

The tavernkeeper frowned, he never had a crush on his peers, especially those who had robbed him of his business. But he nodded.

James greeted Alleyne on the side, and the two left the tavern side by side, but Alleyne turned and beckoned to the tavernkeeper before leaving, saying:

"Let's open a tavern in a different place, this is only suitable for the Assassins' Guild hideout. Otherwise, I feel like this is the only way to do business in your life. ”

The moonlight shone on the snow all over the ground, reflecting a cold light, which made people shudder inexplicably.

A thin figure walked lonely on the deserted street, like a ghost, silently, leaving only rows of footprints of different shades. A tattered cloak draped over her, shrouding her entire body in shadow. Occasionally, her cuffs would reflect a chill, the brilliance of a dagger. (To be continued......)