Chapter 396: Physical Calmness and Magical Comfort
The travel team finally changed from two to three.
She had no choice but to accept Bernard's help. There was no way Miss Silver Dragon could turn her face away and just grab Gretel and fly away. As for grabbing Gretel with one claw and the barbarian with the other -
Absolutely impossible!
This lady is a noble silver dragon! She is the little princess of the Liuguang Shining family! Taking Gretel to fly alone is already the limit!
It’s definitely not because the nails haven’t grown yet…
However, in this way, the journey has been greatly slowed down. From the dwarf royal court to the dragon's nest, the straight-line distance is 800 miles, and it only takes two days for the little princess Yuehui to catch Gretel - that's all, considering that
Gretel couldn't bear the wind and wanted to slow down. However, the three of them were wandering on the ground...
"It's so slow..."
Serila complained for the 101st time. The straight-line distance is 800 miles, and the winding and twisting along the mountain road is more than 1,600 miles. Purely walking, multiply two days by ten, and then double it.
, can't even walk.
Grete looked at Miss Silver Dragon very apologetically. He understood this feeling, really understood it. Cerira's current state was almost equivalent to being able to travel hundreds of thousands of miles in a single somersault, but she still had to stay with someone on the ground for three years.
Three years, three years and three years——
How could he be able to endure it without being dug out from under Wuzhishan Mountain and without a bandage on his head?
He had no choice but to find ways to comfort:
"It's pointless for you to run so fast! Don't you want to see me treating a disease? To treat a disease, there must be patients before you can cure the disease! There is no one in a hundred miles around your aunt's place - walking all the way there,
If there are new patients, can I treat them all for you?"
"Then... what if there are no patients?"
"How is it possible? How can people not get sick if they eat whole grains?"
Grete answered confidently. No patients? Are you kidding me? They send doctors to the countryside, and they can pick out seven or eight dozens of patients wherever they go. How can there be no patients?
Besides, the per capita literacy rate in this place is impressive, and there is no barefoot doctor policy. Whether there is a healer in a village or a village is purely a matter of fate - even a pharmacist who travels over mountains and ridges to collect herbs to treat patients is a scarce resource, right?
A fourth-level priest like him, wearing a linen robe and holding an oak staff, can definitely eat from the southern end of the Hermon Peninsula to the northern end, and then from the northern end to the southern end without carrying a penny!
——Hey, why is the key word "eat"?
However, Grete, who was full of confidence, was soon slapped in the face. On the first night, there were no patients; on the second night, there were no patients; on the third night, from check-in to bedtime, the small village was quiet and quiet.
.Until midnight, a scream broke the silence:
"ah--"
Grete immediately jumped up from the bed and hurriedly put on his clothes. While putting them on, he shouted loudly:
"What's going on? I'm a healer, does anyone need help?"
"It's okay! Don't mind your own business!"
A rough voice shouted back immediately. Gretel frowned, but did not refute. He sat back on the bed and listened carefully. However, in the next room, Miss Silver Dragon's crisp and bright voice shouted back:
"What do you mean! The caster offered to help, and this is your attitude? - Gretel, let's take a look!"
...Okay, let’s keep getting dressed. Grete quickly put on his coat, and as expected, the door was hammered loudly:
"Grete, are you okay? Let's go take a look together!"
"coming!"
Grete and Bernard ran out one after another. Miss Silver Dragon controlled a light ball in front, followed the sound, and found the place where the accident happened almost immediately: next to the landlord's house where they stayed, there was a low building.
The door of the wooden house is full of flowers.
The torch was swaying, and seven or eight families in the small village were startled, but no one came forward. They just gathered around the outer circle and listened to the rough voice scolding:
"Despicable! You don't learn well! I haven't been at home for a few months, and you did this to a wild man! - Tell me! Whose is the child in your belly?"
Grete frowned. The girl in the room didn't speak, she just cried and tried her best to suppress her screams. The man became even more angry, throwing and beating him, and kept cursing. Suddenly there was a loud "boom" in the room.
The girl screamed:
"ah--"
"Stop!" Gretel subconsciously shouted. He took a step forward, and Bernard immediately followed, shouting:
"stop!"
"I want you to take care of it!"
There was a roar in the room. There was another bang. Gretel stopped hesitating and pointed at the door of the wooden house. Bernard took a step forward, and Miss Silver Dragon had already rushed in and kicked open the wooden door:
"Why are you arguing so late at night! Why are you arguing? It's such a good thing to have a child. Why are you scolding her? And beating her?! - Grete, come and see if she is in danger!"
Grete walked slowly inside. There was only one room in the wooden house. There was a clay pot hanging on the fire pit in the middle. The fire below had been sealed, and only a faint dark red could be seen. On the left side were some hunting bows and machetes.
A weapon like this has a strip of felt on the front and right side, which is probably where the owner sleeps.
There was a man and a woman in the room. The man was a middle-aged man, tall and strong, with a beard that already had silver threads. He was pinched by Cerela on the ground with one hand. He could not get up and could only curse; the girl on the right was curled up on the blanket.
Inside, my face was full of tears from crying. Under the illumination, my face was extremely pale and there was a layer of dense sweat on my forehead.
——Looks like something is wrong.
However, if I start immediately, it will obviously make things worse...
Grete sighed silently. He waved back:
"Bernard, take over from Cerrera and let this gentleman go out and calm down; Cerrera, come over and comfort this girl and ask her to sit up so I can check her."
"Okay boss!"
Bernard's thick palm stretched out. With a push and a twist, he pulled the middle-aged man's arms back and dragged him directly out of the door. Not long after, Grete heard the sound of water not far from the door...
Let him calm down, not like this physical calmness!
never mind……
Grete pretended not to see or hear. He closed the door of the wooden house, turned his back to the girl, and asked Cerela to comfort her in a low voice. The magic wave of [Charming Human] behind him rippled slightly, and the silver dragon girl's brisk voice
, and then it rang:
"Gretel, you can come here!"
Fine……
A physical calm, a magic comfort, you two really have the same goals... Gretel turned around and walked to the edge of the felt. At the first glance, he saw the girl's bulging belly.
The entire abdomen is distended.
emmm...no wonder her father scolded her like this.
However, there is a clinical saying: If you look like you are pregnant, you are probably not pregnant; if you do not look like you are pregnant, you must think about the possibility of pregnancy. Let me see what is going on...
Gretel knelt down on one knee, put his palms together, and quickly began to rub his hands together.
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