It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 384: I, Serila Yuehui, have never suffered this injustice! (Red Comet Maswan Reward 2 additional updates)
Chapter 384: I, Serila Yuehui, have never suffered this injustice! (Red Comet Maswan Reward 2 additional updates)
Plop!
thump!
On the mountain road opposite, six dwarves and one human jumped off the goat one after another. If they were driving their own mounts, of course they could sit still and charge at any time. However, now everyone's goats are temporarily tamed to avoid mishaps.
, it’s better to come down quickly.
The steel shield, which was more than half the height of a man - more than half the height of a dwarf, fell to the ground first. Two dwarves holding war hammers, one on the left and one on the right, spread out behind the shield holder. Behind them, two dwarves took off their battle axes from their backs and carried them in their hands.
Here, the ax blade fell diagonally to the ground.
In the center of the formation, Kai, the candidate of the Black Rock tribe, was protected by the tribesmen. He looked over the steel shield and looked at the opposite side with a gloomy expression.
The elf ranger in front was furious, and he drew his sword and pointed it straight. The angry blade was pointed forward, and with just such a distant finger, all the hairs on his forehead stood upright.
What's even more depressing is that Kai clearly feels that the female ranger's anger is not directed at him. The blade is pointing at the spell caster in the team, the priest of the Glorious Holy See. Kai quickly turns around, and the priest is half a
The body is exposed outside the cover, it does not mean retreating, it does not mean squatting...
It's more embarrassing...
Fortunately, before the silver-haired girl could draw her bow and nock an arrow, the young mage from the King's Selection Team caught up. He was running so fast that he finally reached the girl's side and asked something in a low voice. Behind him, Rothega's group urged them to move.
Mount, strive forward...forward...forward...
One step at a time, one step at a time, the speed was so slow, it looked like he was deliberately slowing down his work. Kai sneered in his heart and raised his voice:
"Rosega, are you going to take action against us?"
"I didn't!" Prince Rosega simply jumped off the goat and dragged his mount forward. After dragging it for two steps, seeing that the efficiency was too poor, he stood on tiptoes and shouted:
"Miss Cerrera, don't-"
It turned out that the elf ranger was called Serela. Kai silently remembered this name. Almost at the same time, the silver-haired girl took a step forward and her tone rose again:
"roll!"
There was a shout. On the Black Rock tribe's side, the seven goats whined in unison. At the end of the queue, the priest of the Glory Holy See screamed in pain, broke free from the reins of his mount, turned around and ran away.
"..."
"..."
The black-robed priest struggled to shoot a blast of holy light backwards, and then another one after a moment. However, the oppression of the silver-haired girl was too strong. The goat jumped up and ran down the hillside with an angle of at least 45 degrees. His movements were as light as walking on the flat ground.
, it is completely impossible for magic to catch up.
There was a luggage bag hanging on the saddle, which disappeared altogether. Only the black-robed priest stayed where he was. The mount was gone, the package was gone, and it was estimated that the food, water bags, and tent blankets for the next few days were all gone.
…
Gretel looked at his dumbfounded look and felt that if it were him, he would have wanted to die.
The dwarves of the Black Rock Tribe collectively took a step forward. Those who raised their shields raised their shields, those who raised their hammers raised their hammers, and their arms holding the battle axes raised their battle axes diagonally. On the other side, the Fire Hammer Tribe also put on a vigilant posture.
posture, only Prince Rosega was still shouting desperately:
"Don't do it! This is a misunderstanding! We don't want to sabotage the King Selection!"
While shouting, he rushed over and stood in front of Cerela. Just as he stretched out his arm to pull her, the girl pushed her away and almost fell to the bottom of the ridge. He didn't dare to reach out anymore, so he could only shout to Grete desperately:
"Grete, please help me!"
During the king selection process, the candidate team is not allowed to fight each other, let alone cause a life. If someone is discovered, the most minor case is to be eliminated directly. In serious cases, there are even direct expulsions from the tribe and no return for life!
The corners of Grete's mouth twitched: The Silver Dragon Girl was not from their team, and they had nothing to do with it. But obviously, no one would believe what he said, so he could only try to persuade her——
"Celera!" He lowered his voice:
"Calm down! Don't do anything!"
Serila suddenly sniffed. Then, the long knife in her hand slowly dropped, drew a slight arc, and pointed it straight at the center of Kai's eyebrows. The girl spoke one word at a time:
"Right, immediately, roll."
The color of those beautiful silver-blue eyes gradually became lighter, almost turning into pure silver. Seeing the light jumping at the tip of the long knife, as if he was about to hesitate, Grete secretly wiped a cold sweat and grabbed her right hand:
"Let them pass! They are also a team participating in the king selection. Fighting here violates the rules of the king selection and will make us disqualified!"
"It's none of your business!" Cerela shook off his hand forcefully:
"It has nothing to do with you! Stay back and don't do anything. I'll beat seven of them by myself!"
"come on!"
The other person sneered. Grete staggered to the side, rushed back, and grabbed the silver dragon girl again. He glared at the other person:
What are you doing here? Do you know who she is? If she shows up as a silver dragon, the seven of you, plus the seven of us, won’t be enough to fight her!
Can you shut up!
"There's no point in telling them to get out!" Grete then advised:
"This mountain road is so narrow. There are no forks. Where to go? Go back? That's exactly the same direction as us! It's better to let them pass. The two sides are back to back, and they will be invisible soon!"
"Then -" Cerela bit her lip in dissatisfaction. After thinking for a moment, she stamped her foot:
"Then I'll kill them!"
"Don't! What grudge do you have against them?!" Grete sweated profusely. He dragged Serrela back two steps and lowered his voice:
"Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner! They are not the ones who beat you. If you are angry, don't take it out on them!"
"But they all have a nasty smell! They are exactly the same!"
Serila was angry. She had grown up so big, and her parents treated her like a treasure. She was a member of the same clan, a family member, and a little princess named Moonlight. This was the first time that she was ambushed inexplicably, and she almost lost her life!
With the help of the magical protective weapon her father gave her, she managed to escape with great difficulty! She flew hundreds of miles with all her strength, and even fell down and fainted in front of humans!
She, Serila Yuehui, can't bear this grievance!
These people had the same smell as the attacker. Although it was not strong, it was exactly the same. She, who had just experienced danger, wanted to tear the person into pieces as soon as she smelled it.
"We'll talk about it after the King Selection is over!" Gretel tried to drag her away. Although with his strength, it was actually a drop in the bucket, but it was still an attitude:
"Don't do it here! Don't do it now! We have been busy choosing the king for almost a month. If you kill them now, all our efforts will be wasted!"
"I told you that you don't need to do anything!"
"Don't forget, you still owe me a microscope!"
"I will compensate you now! How many gold coins?"
"If you don't obey me, I won't answer any questions you ask me in the future!"
"..."
The strength in the silver dragon girl's hand finally loosened. She took two steps back and stood on the edge of the mountain road, her face as cold as frost, and she pointed at where she was going:
"Get out! Leave immediately! Don't appear in front of me!"
Prince Rosegar breathed a sigh of relief and ran over immediately. He gave Gretel a thumbs up, turned his back to Cerela and spread out his arms, blocking half of the road. He waved his left hand and signaled desperately:
Come on, go on! If such an elf ranger who knows magic, bows and arrows, and can cut rocks like mud with just a wave of his hand, is really going crazy, I can't stop him!
Here in the Black Rock Tribe, a dwarf sneered and wanted to speak. Kai quickly tugged at him to shut up. The group quickened their pace and passed in front of Serrela. Soon, the figure became smaller and smaller, turning into
A string of black spots crawling on the mountain road.
The silver dragon girl looked back from time to time with a sullen face. Looking at her look, Gretel was really afraid that she would return to her dragon form in the middle of the night and kill them all - or maybe she could kill them all without returning to her dragon form.
To be honest, there is nothing wrong with doing it cleanly. The problem is that there are many patrol teams from various tribes in the nearby mountains. Everyone knows when the king selection team will set off and which team will meet which one.
.Besides, Grete still doesn’t fully understand the prophecy spells in this world...
He had no choice but to try to attract Cerrela's attention:
"Hey, we are just halfway through the iron cage. Do you want to continue?"
"Okay! - You owe me once!"
"well!"
"If they mess with me again later, don't stop me!"
"Whatever you want after the King Selection is over!"
"You have to answer ten more questions from me! No, twenty!"
Gretel sacrificed herself, the knowledge in her brain, and tried to appease the Silver Dragon Girl, which was quite effective. At least that night, according to Bernard who was keeping watch, she did not leave the stone house all night, probably because she did not transform and go out to kill people.
After another day of walking, they successfully descended the mountain. Entering the dwarf royal palace, Serira's eyes were immediately exhausted. She looked around and around, even wanting to reach out and touch the magma of the large furnace. Gretel quickly stopped:
"Don't! That thing can even heat iron red!"
Do you want to reveal your true form on the spot? If you want to transform into a dragon, let me know first so that I can run away!
Otherwise, when you expand in size, you might bounce me into the magma!
The silver dragon girl retracted her hand with a smile, blinked her eyes, and said in a naughty manner, "I'm not afraid, I'm just giving you some face." Gretel shook his head helplessly, and led her around the melting pot and towards the Mithril District.
When I walked nearby, my footsteps suddenly stopped:
"What's wrong?"
"I just wanted to tell you that someone was crying and cursing over there..." The silver dragon girl said expressionlessly:
"It's right in front. That direction has a smell that I hate."
Gretel became serious. He slowed down, turned around the corner, and stood looking from a distance. There was a dense crowd in front of him. Even with his height advantage, Gretel could only see a stretcher placed in front of the gate of the mansion, surrounded by people.
A circle of dwarves cried and shouted:
"Brother! Big brother!!!"
"You died so miserably!"
"Why let them treat it! Why!!!"
Gretel was shocked. What's going on? Someone was put to death? The body was carried to block the door? Medical trouble?
He squinted his eyes and took a closer look. The door of the mansion was closed and silent, and only a wooden holy symbol hung low-key. The whole field of vision suddenly became clear. Next to him, Cerela raised her hand with a smile, and the light on her fingertips flashed:
"Sharp Eyes! How about it? You can see clearly now!"
Grete nodded hurriedly and thanked her. He looked carefully and saw that the deceased on the stretcher had a gray face, purple lips, and a sticky and messy beard, as if there was a lot of dirt stuck on it... So what disease is it?
Why do the dwarves bother them?
He was far away, had no medical history, and no treatment records, so he couldn't tell...
"Let's go! Isn't it normal for their family to kill people?"
The silver dragon girl muttered to urge him. Gretel watched for a moment, but couldn't figure out the point. He shrugged and followed her. After taking two steps, there was a sudden curse in front of the door of the mansion behind him:
"Wash your lungs! Wash your @#￥% lungs! Wash you when others wash it, and you will wash them all to death!"
Grete stopped instantly.
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