Marshall finally limped to the base of the convoy, and immediately asked other orcs to carry Chun back. Of course, William also took back the [Golden Rose].

Quietly, the petals that were flying above Marshall's head slowly flowed back to the flower plate of the [Golden Rose].

"Tsk tsk..." William glanced at the top of Marshall's head in surprise, and waved his hand impatiently at her, "I don't know how to cure earth-like spells. You need to use your medical medicines to help that wolf first."

The orcs will deal with it temporarily, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, I will ask others to drive the convoy away and rest in another place."

"Well..." Marshall looked sad and seemed to be very frightened, "It was really close just now...the crystal spore is gone...I originally wanted to do it..."

The bracelet is for him."

"As long as your intention has arrived, it will be fine...Looking at you like this, you must have suffered a lot..." William had heard a little about the powerful recovery ability of the orcs, and he didn't know that he was being

After being scratched twice by the demonic creature, can Chun survive?

As for Marshall, who seemed to be alive and well, he didn't go to Master Chunxing to question him anymore. Well, he didn't want to care about what this little girl did in the future.

"Drive! Drive!" Under Marshall's command, the riding whip was waved one after another, and the well-rested horses immediately took steps, and the wooden wheels rolled and rubbed against the ground, making a clanging sound.

The orcs specially arranged the largest carriage for Marshall and Chun, which could accommodate a lying down wolf orc——Chun.

Currently, almost no part of Chun's body is intact. There are still pieces of wet and sticky mud attached to his chest. Mixed with its blood, it has gradually become fishy.

If this continues, bacterial infection will kill him.

That claw seemed to have isolated Chun's self-healing system, causing the scarred flesh and blood to be reunited quickly to separate. Until now, the scar on his chest is still leaking blood, and it has even covered the floor of the carriage!

Marshall held a large medicine box in her hand. She ran three or four times in a row and brought her daily clothes - she couldn't find any bandages...

There is also temporarily distilled liquor and water for preliminary cleaning of scars, which is usually used for drinking.

"Really... the injury is so serious, I'm so worried..." Marshall complained again and again, her hands kept moving. She picked up a clean towel, wet it with water, and gently wiped it on the spring

Wipe your open chest up and down.

This guy actually used soil to stop the bleeding...

Marshall frowned and made a preliminary inspection of the injuries all over the body of the wolf-orc, and found that most of them had scars.

However, Chun's chest area was rapidly losing its vitality for some reason. The blackened dead flesh gradually peeled off the soil, revealing a ferocious face.

"Hoo——!" Marshall gently covered his mouth, his pupils shrank slightly, and his wrists couldn't help but tremble slightly.

First... we must cut off these fast-rotting ones! It seems that the wounds caused by demonized creatures are difficult to heal...

Marshall, you can do it... you can do it...

Chun's breathing was very light. His current physical condition was extremely poor. After all, his strong body could not withstand the invasion of strange magic. The magic mixed in that claw turned into tiny crystals one after another and mixed in his head.

, abruptly delaying his body's recovery.

As for the exploding flesh and blood, it turned into fly ash the moment it touched Chun, so it was not embedded in the body of this miserable wolf orc. If this was the case, Marshall should not sit here and remove it for him.

Dead meat.

"It's so hot..." Marshall held the dagger in his hand, gently brushed his hand over his spring-haired head, and took a deep breath, "I must have a fever..."

Speaking of which, she was really stupid. It was a very difficult thing to do both to keep the two of them safe and not lose the crystal spores.

If William is by his side, he should be able to do it.

OK... on it!

Marshall finally steeled himself, resisted the sour smell that hit his nose, opened the medicine box, took out the distilled alcohol, and carefully poured some on the towel in his hand.

Suddenly, the carriage was filled with a rich, mellow and dim aroma of malt.

Marshall pursed his lips and gently placed the towel on the open wound on Chun's chest.

It will be very painful...

"Woo! Woo..." Indeed, as Marshall expected, Chun's gray eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, causing a whirlpool of pain, and the tail behind him couldn't help but twitch subconsciously.

"Don't move..." Marshall looked at Chun's increasingly ferocious expression. He was heartbroken, but he still had to continue doing what he had to do. "Get rid of all these bad things and you will be fine...

..."

"Well..." Chun wanted to move his body, but he found that as long as he moved, the wound on his chest would be more and more affected, and the alcohol trapped on it would be further affected!

Pain! Pain that goes deep into the bone marrow!

It turned out that he was not dead yet... Chun had even faintly seen the illusory bodies of his two younger brothers... Unexpectedly, this burst of pain was like a big hard hand, forcefully holding his

Consciousness is pulled back to reality.

Chun slightly opened his eyelids, and in the dazzling light, he saw the little girl biting her lower lip about to stab her chest with the dagger in her hand.

I feel so dizzy. What is she...doing? Is she trying to kill me...just like my two younger brothers...

"Well..." Chun called out again, but didn't really want to talk.

"Be patient..." Marshall said harshly, using the tip of the knife to push away the turbid towel, and gently pressed his hand on Chun's chest, "It will hurt..."

The sharp blade was very sharp, and it pierced into the soft and flaccid dead flesh at once.

There was no blood coming out, just murky pus that kept oozing out.

"Ugh..." Marshall endured the double torment of guilt and worry, and tears could not help but roll in his eyes.

Why does she have to endure this kind of torture? If this is the responsibility that the princess of Yaris should bear, then maybe she... doesn't do it.

The first piece of flesh is cut off...

Marshall picked up the carrion and observed it carefully, and unexpectedly found that its surface was actually covered with a layer of vague magic light... She couldn't help but touch it slightly with her hand, and little bits of illusory magic dust trembled with the flesh.

slipped between.

Only by completely cutting off the surface of the claw marks can the flesh and blood heal on their own, and the powerful physical qualities of an orc can be revealed.

The bright red blood gradually flowed out as the dead flesh was peeled off. Marshall hurriedly wiped his tears and took a new towel from beside him to wipe it.

"It hurts..." Chun said the first word hoarsely with all his strength.

"Don't move..." Marshall gently touched Chun's kiss with his right hand, "Cut it off...and you will get better."

Chun slowly opened his eyes and saw two unfamiliar but determined slender hands moving stiffly above his chest.

It turned out that she was helping herself to remove necrotic muscles...but the method was not good...

"Hiss——" Chun gasped in pain.

Cut... cut too hard...

Marshall quickly covered the wound where blood was gushing out, and wiped his tears twice at a loss, feeling a mess in his heart.

Is she numb? This feeling is very strange... She can't understand it, she can't bear it...

"Don't worry...I'm sorry..." Marshall once again cut off a piece of dead meat with magic dust and covered it with the last brand-new towel.

It was impossible to change towels in time in the car, and Chun still had a high fever, so Marshall had to spare a towel to cool him down.

"Well..." Chun's opened eyes gradually closed, and his eyeballs couldn't help but gradually rolled up. He felt that he had seen his two younger brothers again...

"Hey! Open your eyes!" Marshall was anxious. Only the last bit of carrion was left uncut. She quickly opened her clothes, took out a piece at random, and cut it into cloth with the dagger in her hand.

After doing this, she gently stroked Chun's mouth and nose with her hands.

Hmm... Marshall's hand smelled extremely strong of ale, hoping to refresh the wolf-orc.

"You! Sigh... Just stay awake." A warm pink tongue slowly poked out from Chun's mouth, licking Marshall's fingertips bit by bit.

Marshall's anxious heart felt slightly relieved for some reason.

This feeling...she couldn't understand. Maybe she understood it before...

But for Marshall now, it is no different from numbness, as if her body functions are automatically responding to her supposed emotions, but she can only feel a small part of it...

Chun felt the pungent taste on the tip of his tongue and was slightly shaken. He thought to himself why this guy had to pull him back from the hell...

I feel really worse than dying now...

"Water...um!" he requested softly.

Marshall happened to cut off the last piece of dead flesh on Chun's chest at this time, and threw it out of the window in disgust. As soon as she heard the news, she immediately grabbed the hose on the barrel, opened the faucet a little, and then,

Little bits of water fell into the gap between Chun's lips.

Chun took a breath very carefully, he was afraid that the scar he was rapidly forming would burst open again because of this.

As long as the parts that prevent the body from healing are cut off, the rest will be very easy to handle.

Marshall once again took out a piece of his casual clothes and prepared to wipe away the blood on the ground.

Snap!

A thin paper bag fell out of the gap in the clothes, rolled twice on the chair, and then stopped under Marshall's curious eyes.

While wiping the blood from around Chun's body, Marshall looked sideways at the paper bag, which was smaller than her palm.

Soon, she wiped away the blood completely. She opened the part where the first batch of carrion had been cut off, and found that a shallow layer of blood scab had formed.

"Huh..." Marshall wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled. She opened the seal of the paper bag and said, "Finally -"

The sound stopped suddenly.

She stared blankly at the light and slender key in her hand. On the copper-green surface with a little rust, there were golden roses blooming one after another.

There was a small note inside the paper bag, which Marshall quickly handed out.

"This is something your father left to you. According to him, it is a huge fortune."

"You'll know how to use it."
Chapter completed!