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Jerome, who was being looked at by several people at the same time with strange eyes, actually showed a look of ridicule on his unsmiling face: "There was a court wizard in the team, but when ・・・・・ attacked the fortress, the court wizard was shot in the head by a stray arrow, and he was ・・・・・・ at that time."

Shet? Is this a court wizard? Jerome, are you sure you're not kidding everyone? Elan couldn't complain in his heart, he thought that Mark's student Mott might also be a qualified court wizard!

Thinking of Mott, Elan couldn't help but cast his eyes on the place where the elite ghouls were.

The elite ghoul was holding an ordinary ghoul in his hand, which he used to resist the endless throwing axes, and Elan always felt that this elite ghoul had a bit of a mortt on his face.

Including Sinia, everyone present looked at Jerome with wide eyes, and the expression on Jerome's old face was probably more embarrassing than ever.

So, Jerome couldn't help but burst out: "What are the wizards recruited by the empire, others don't know, Baron Sinia, can you not know?

Those sorcerers who came to the fore, all they got was awe and alienation, as well as the supervision and control of the empire, the so-called court wizard who accompanied the army, even if he was not killed by stray arrows, I don't think he has the ability to deal with ghouls!

In the next operation, I won't take the court wizard with me!

I'm always thinking about taking a gamble, and the court wizard I met could be a very powerful wizard!

But I've never won a bet, these court wizards are more difficult to serve than the sons of Tamad, and fighting without pulling their feet is a very good performance.

Baron Sinia, I should learn from you, and a powerful pharmacist is the right choice.

At the Territory Council, I will support a proposal to hang the sorcerers who have done evil in front of the people.

It's a good idea, not only does it not have to bother recruiting these guys, but it also makes everyone understand what a wizard is!"

"Hehe! You're too extreme, Jerome!" Sinia didn't say anything to Jerome's words, but Elan saw a little disapproval in Sinia's eyes, not knowing what Sinia was thinking at the moment.

Although Jerome is full of resentment towards wizards, some of them are right, don't look at everyone who usually talks about wizards at every turn, if you really meet wizards, you will either hide far away, or be very vigilant.

When encountering outlaws, they will even consider whether to vote or not, and the bard is not always saying: wizards are rich!

Elan couldn't figure out how powerful a wizard was, or what it was, Mark almost killed him, and Mott was almost beaten by robbers.

At this time, when Elan returned, he found that the missing little Lori, holding a wooden bowl in her small hands, walked out of the house.

The wooden bowl was steaming hot, and a smell similar to frying oil residue wafted from the wooden bowl.

The corners of Elan's eyes twitched, and he recognized the contents of the wooden bowl as a healing potion, a special anti-disease potion used to treat ghoul infections.

It's more greasy and sticky than Christina said, wait? This can't be for me, is it?

Elan looked at the little Lori intently, and his mind turned, thinking that if the anti-disease potion was really for him to drink, he planned to persuade the little Lori immediately to take the anti-disease potion back, and the conditions were as easy as the little Lori prescribed.

Little Lori seemed to know what Elan's was thinking, she showed a sly look, walked towards Elan, walked towards Elan, and then brought the wooden bowl to Elan.

Seeing this, Elan hurriedly said, "That, Amelia, can I make you a Black Forest cake?"

Lori nodded first, then shook her head.

In the end, little Lori was like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, her eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and she said with a conspiracy look: "Brother Elan, remember what you just said, you must make a Black Forest cake for me to eat!"

You helped me carry it, and my sister told me to bring it to him. ”

Lifting the wooden bowl slightly, little Lori asked Elan to take it, and then she pointed to Eugene on the ground and said, "The potion in the wooden bowl is for him to drink!"

Knowing that she was being teased by Little Lori, Elan stretched out her hand, pretending to be very hard, and pinched Little Lori's face fiercely, and Little Lori ran back with a grin, "I'll go and grease the weapon, Brother Elan, remember the Black Forest Cake!"

Without Elan bringing the potion to Eugene, Jerome automatically took over the task.

The surface of Eugene's body is flushed green, and people who don't know think that Eugene is a goblin!

There were also green tears that spilled out of the corners of Eugene's eyes, so that Eugene couldn't open his eyes.

Eugene lay on the ground unconscious and grunted, his body twitching occasionally.

Elan watched Eugene drink the bowl of potion, and when Jerome poured the medicine on Eugene, Elan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, especially after Eugene drank the potion, he stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth.

Maybe it's because the potion has a bit of an oily smell!

After a while, everyone moved away from Eugene, who had just taken the potion, and Eugene exuded a strong rancid smell all over his body, and there was a constant stream of green pus, coming out of Eugene's wound.

The fluids even squeezed open the wound that had just been closed again, causing Eugene to let out a muffled grunt of pain, and the green tendons on his neck and forehead bulged, and his two hands were desperately digging at the ground.

Jerome used his cloak to wipe away the fluid that had come out of the wound, and the more Ellan looked at it, the more Jerome felt like a father who took care of his son.

When Eugene calmed down and fell asleep, Jerome was greatly relieved by the sound of Eugene's gentle breathing, and Jerome threw away his slimy cloak.

"Beware, everyone! Ghoul Howl is coming again!" Hetty suddenly shouted.

The battle with the ghouls continues, and the number of ghouls is much less, and the few ghouls are reduced to piles of bonfires, and weapons smeared with sacred oil cause bleeding damage to the ghouls.

The barbarians took the opportunity to throw torches and set all the bleeding ghouls on fire, and Vorusk kept going in and out of the house, handing out weapons smeared with holy oil to those who fought the ghouls.

The weapons are mostly throwing axes, short spears, and only later did more and more long swords and battle axes, but there is no way, the number of throwing axes and short spears is limited, and they have almost been consumed.