On a tall tower at the corner of the barracks' walls, a gray-haired young man in a brown linen robe seemed to hear the howl, and jerked his head up from the papers on the table: "Listen, Quill! I seem to hear Iglu's cry!"

He pulled out the monoculars from the drawer, got up and stood at the window, and looked carefully.

But the tall non-commissioned officer on the opposite side was still lazily lying on the table, turning over the newspaper in his hand, and probably didn't even raise his eyelids: "Don't be stupid, there will be slaves challenging Snow Wolf Canyon?"

"Come and see, it's true!" the young man cried out, waving vigorously at Quell.

"Dodim, you're so crazy. Quill reluctantly left his chair, "I wish Major William would give you more work, so that you would stay in the pile of papers for the rest of your life, and never think about coming back to be the captain of the guard, and don't come back to bother me." ”

The young man named Dodim smiled, knowing that his nemesis was not telling the truth.

"Look, there it is...... On the other side!" Dodim forcefully twisted the telescope in Quill's hand at a 90-degree angle.

"You're pretty good at this. Quill said absentmindedly, "Can you lend me a play when Crouch's bathroom opens next week?"

"I will pass this on to Major William as it is. Mrs. William was a regular visitor to Crouch's bathroom. ”

"Well, you scared me. Quill laughed as he feigned a shiver, "...... Is there really a kid, is he looking for death? I think his intestines are going to be pulled out. ”

Dodim, of course, knew that his old binoculars couldn't see that clearly, and that there was fog in the canyon.

"Do you think he'll be able to break out? Looks like even Igro came out, and he was probably starving. Dodim asked, but it was more like talking to himself, for he knew that Quill had always felt the same way about it.

"Just kidding? No slave has ever walked out of Snow Wolf Canyon in the past twenty years. The telescope in Quill unconsciously turned its direction again.

"But why did Igru call it that? It's so unusual......" Dodim was probably still disappointed that he hadn't seen the snow wolf with his own eyes.

"So what? Without the snow-white wolf, the boy is still dead. Quill was desperate to find a fuller view, but now he raised his idle right hand and gestured at his throat.

"What if...... What if he is a martyr?"

"What?!" Quill finally put down the binoculars and stared at Dodim with a frown, the scar that slanted between his eyes deepened.

"I mean the martyrs......" Dodim shrugged his shoulders when he saw the anger in Quill's eyes, "All right, Quill. I apologize, even if I didn't say it. ”

It took Quill a long time to adjust his mood, slowly walked back to the table, straightened the rattling armor on his body, and picked up his long sword. "It was a really bad day, Dodim. He said, "You're wasting your life by staying in this command!"

"What can I do?" Dodim returned to his desk with the binoculars, "Major William's orders, I can only obey. Fortunately, he also showed some kindness and kept the position of the captain of my guard. ”

At the mention of Major William, Quill also looked like he had a headache, and he looked at the clock on the wall. It was already half past four in the afternoon.

"Forget it, it's almost the end of work, it's time to think of something happy. How about we have some fun at the Kailun Bar in a moment?" Quill put the scarlet cloak over his broad shoulders like a handkerchief, unable to hide the excitement on his face, "The girl there is crazy. Last time, the red-haired Alyssa got Jonny drunk, stripped him naked, and threw him on the wall of the backyard of the opera house. When Akasho found him, the little brothers below him were going to freeze hard. ”

"Go yourself, I've got some paperwork to write. Dodim laughed too, but there was no obvious excitement in his eyes, "You know, Major William was a pre-mutated octopus when he reviewed the documents, as if he had eight hands spinning back and forth in front of him. ”

"Then you should hurry, stinking student. Quill opened the door with one hand, turned around and squeezed his eyes, "I made an appointment with that girl at six o'clock tonight." Good luck to me. ”

"Good luck. Dodim pinched his temples, didn't even swing his hand, and buried his head back in the papers, "I hope you were still wearing those plaid shorts when they found you in the stinking gutter." ”

In the evening, dressed in casual clothes, Quill showed up at the Cayren Bar punctually, and as he stumbled through the crowd and walked to the bar, he stumbled upon a fat old man with yellow teeth, and on the table in front of the old man lay pancakes, boiled green beans, a few side dishes, and five glasses of rum - three of which were empty.

"Hey, old fellow, I remember seeing you in Aunt Casey's burger stand half an hour ago. ”

The old man's name was James, and "old fellow" was just Quill's name for him, and those who knew him well called him Old Jan.

"You know, I'm not gluttonous...... Lao Zhan replied drunkenly. He probably didn't even see who the man in front of him was, because the tower-like body of the Gell'er blocked out the lights.

"Yes, it's just that your stomach is more urgent, and you're always in a hurry to squeeze out what you've eaten. Quill laughed and said the excuses that Lao Zhan usually used, walked around, and sat down in front of the bar.

"The old look?" Kieker, the skinny skeletal bartender, glanced at Quill at the speed of light. Under his hand, there must be seven or eight cups of Oaklefeld waiting for him to mix.

"Well, the same old way. Quill looked around, his square face showing a rare hint of fidgeting, "By the way, add a little more ice chips." I need to look more energetic. ”

At this moment, the door was pushed open. A tall, thin middle-aged man in an old jacket hurried in and shouted to a few drunkards by the door, "Excuse me, friends." Please lend me a place!"

Behind him was a stocky young man with brown hair. The lad had a bloody child on his shoulder.

Everyone else staggered away, and a kind couple gave up their tables, but Lao Zhan came up, and his fat body almost blocked the entire aisle.

"Get out of the way, old Zhan!" the young man unceremoniously pushed Lao Zhan's shoulder, then squeezed it over and put the child on the table, "Water! Who can take the basin of water? It's better to be clean." ”

A waitress said yes and turned to fetch water. But Old Zhan leaned in again, trying to figure out what was going on: "What's the matter, Yuri? Is this the venison you picked up by the Eprain? I wish it had been cleared of radiation." ”

The young man who was called Yuli gave Lao Zhan a blank look, and he didn't have the leisure to quarrel with him at all. The tall middle-aged man opened the box he was carrying, put the medical tools on the table one by one, put on rubber gloves for himself, and said to Lao Zhan: "Come on, Lao Zhan, go and find your sympathy." This kid we met on the edge of Snow Wolf Canyon. ”

"The boy was lucky to have met the kind Dr. Coombe. Lao Zhan burped and shouted, "Is he God's favorite?"

No lucky child would be happy to go around the Snow Wolf Canyon, and God probably wouldn't have watched his own son shed so much blood. Lao Zhan's joke probably only caused half of the people in the bar to laugh, while the other half of the people gathered around to see if they could help.

The boy's short coarse linen robe had been completely mixed with blood and dirt, and its original color was indiscernible and only a mess, some of which were still stuck to the torn flesh. It looked really amazing - a few people had already run to the side and vomited, and I don't know if they had really drunk too much. Dr. Coombe and his assistant Yuri both had blood on their shoulders, and it seemed that they had taken turns trotting their children on their backs in order to get from Snow Wolf Canyon to the westernmost building in the town as quickly as possible.

"I mean, can't you just change places?" Kirk was probably done with his work, and he was unpleasantly idle to see that everyone was only looking at the three uninvited guests and neglecting to drink a little, "for example, go back to your own clinic, Dr. Coombe. How are we going to do business like this?"

"If he rushes back to the east of town, the fresh meat will become stinky meat. Kik, you've got a good place here. Lao Zhan finally said a fair word. But Kik still frowned, clasped his hands over his chest, and looked dissatisfied.

Dr. Coombe called Yuli to him, pointed to his arms with a blood-stained rubber glove, and whispered a few words in Yuli's ear. Yuri gasped for breath in anger, his brow furrowed a hundred times tighter than Kik's.

Yuli took a handful from Dr. Qom's bosom, walked to the bar with a grunt, slapped his hand heavily on the hard Finnish pine table, and said almost through gritted teeth, "We buy wine, three of the strongest vodka." No need to make change!"

"Coming soon!" the three silver coins lay on the table for less than 0.5 seconds before they were pulled into the money box by Kikke, "Do you need some steaks? I think you look tired and hungry." Belch...... Forget it. ”

Kick was afraid that if he said more, Yuri would be overcongested in the brain. He hurriedly stepped on the stool and took down the three bottles of the town store treasure from the top of the wine cabinet that had been kept for seven years and had not been sold.

Three Syrs? This is a lot of hemorrhage! The profit of the Kailun Bar in a month is only two Sylls. Kirk suddenly felt that being a man should be kind, and helping others is the foundation of happiness. Anyway, he was deeply feeling the joy now.

Either way, now Dr. Coombe and his assistant Yuli could concentrate on the child.

First of all, Yuli still had to push the drunken old Zhan aside. Then, help Dr. Coombe take off the child's robe, or rather, it was more akin to peeling off a bloody skin. The child didn't move at all, as if it didn't belong to him. But he was still gasping for air, but faintly enough to feel it only when it came to his mouth.

The necklace hanging from his chest was a little in the way, and Yuri took it off and set it aside. The girls immediately picked it up and looked at each other a few times. There were only six animal teeth hanging on it, as if they were nothing of value at all, and they were also stained with blood, and after a few turns in the girls' hands, they ended up in the same way as the child's pile of clothes, and were thrown into the large garbage bag that Yuri had prepared.

It's been almost half an hour, and Dr. Coombe's movements are starting to slow down. The slippery child is starting to have a fever, which is not a good sign, and it often means that the inflammation is tormenting the child, who is too weak to have any resistance. Dr. Coombe had to be very careful with the wounds all over his body so as not to cause additional harm to the child.

Never before had a weekend been so quiet at the Kailun Bar, and even the few prostitutes who had been busy hooking up with the men were quiet. Dr. Coombe's table was already full of people, and Yuri had to pull a kerosene lamp to get the doctor to see better.

At this moment, the red-haired Alyssa chewed chewing gum and threw aside Quell, who had already begun to heat up, and came over to watch the excitement. Looking at that posture, she was really keen to appreciate the appearance of men being stripped naked, and even a teenage boy wanted to study it.

But to be honest, there really wasn't much else to look at on this kid except for blood and scars. The skinny body was tired, like a kitten abandoned by its mother. He was visibly extremely malnourished, and his arms and legs were so thin that it seemed as if only a few bones were left to support him, and several severe breakages confirmed this suspicion.

"Give me vodka. "Dr. Coombe's forehead is already sweating. He poured vodka on several balls of cotton wool and used tweezers to clean the child's wounds. A content of more than 70% alcohol is indeed the best alternative to medical alcohol.

"Hmm......" The child shook from the sting, and the sweat from the pain scratched the mud on his face one by one, and he snorted in his nose. Everyone let out an exclamation in admiration, and they had thought that the first sound the child would make after waking up must be a very shrill scream.

"Wipe your sweat!" Dr. Coombe ordered calmly.

Yuli wiped the sweat from Dr. Coombe's forehead with his hands and feet, and it was only then that he realized from the doctor's eyes that he wanted to wipe the sweat and blood off the child's body.

"I think I need a bigger towel. Yuri cast his eyes on the bar.

"Towel?" Kirk began to regret his kindness for that moment, but he showed more generosity than he had ever been, "Yes, yes! I can even provide you with a large blanket, completely free!"

Yuri took the towel, which had leaked four or five holes, and swiped it vigorously in the hot tub, carefully wiping the blood from the child's face. An angular yellow-skinned face appeared in front of the crowd of onlookers.

"What the hell!" At the same second, Lao Zhan, who had been squeezing his head under the breasts of several girls, shouted, "This kid is an Oriental!"