I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Longya Village.

A house full of greenery.

The perimeter of the room was full of anxious-looking people.

An old voice came from inside the house:

"Slow down, slow down."

"Don't let her blood flow too fast, the ghost knows if there is neurotoxin on it."

It was an old woman with hundreds of braids on her head.

Roger noticed that at the end of each thin braid, a different type of leaf was pinned.

under her command.

Several young people clumsily placed the wounded on a wooden bed.

"Help hold here, I need to treat the wound first...Damn it, that's not how it was pressed!"

"Can't there be a young man with ingenuity?"

Seeing the blood splatter from a wound pressed by a young man, the old woman trembled angrily.

"Let me do it."

A gentle voice sounded from the crowd.

Roger pushed away the bloody and bewildered young man, then picked up a roll of bandages, and quickly pre-treated the injured man's wound.

"Young man is very unfamiliar, why haven't I seen you in the village?"

The old woman's face softened slightly.

"I'm a traveler. I've been waiting outside the village for news from Master Rachel these days."

Roger told the truth.

"Oh, you're the outlander who single-handedly wiped out the gnoll colony."

The old woman wobbled over with a pile of jars that smelled of rot:

"Do you know medicine?"

Roger shook his head:

"I only know a little about herbs."

The old woman nodded and said:

"That's better than these crap, too."

"Help me hold the wound, I'll get rid of those arrows first."

"All of you get out of here!"

"This is not a place to watch the excitement!"

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and had no choice but to exit the room that smelled of herbs one after another.

...

Not long.

With Roger's cooperation, the old woman successfully pulled out all the arrows in Rachel's body.

This process caused Rachel to bleed a lot.

She is currently in a coma.

Fortunately in misfortune, the four arrows pierced into her body were located in the shoulders, waist, hips and arms, and none of them hurt the vitals.

The arrow itself is not poisoned either.

After obtaining the consent of the old woman, Roger gave Rachel some "primary hemostatic ointment".

Judging from Roger's own limited experience, this thing has a miraculous effect on arrow wounds.

After all, if you want something from someone, you have to do something.

After treating the wound, he chatted with the old woman for a while.

When the old man started yawning because of his lack of energy, he took his leave and left.

...

Because of such a small episode, Roger temporarily gave up hunting the Leizer Whale.

He wandered around Longya Village for a while, and found that the atmosphere had changed.

Rachel's attack caused panic among the people.

The original tranquility and peace in Longya Village is gradually being replaced by anxiety.

Such sentiments did not infect Roger.

He just has an instinctive aversion to risk and trouble.

"Looking at Rachel's situation, even if she can wake up, she won't be able to control the flying dragon beast for a while."

"I don't know if there is any other way to cross the southern part of the swamp."

Roger put his hands on the lower part of his head in boredom, thinking about his next move.

After exploring in Huangshi Island for the past few days, he has found out clearly.

The southern part of the "Great Wetland" is the most dangerous area!

There, lakes and swamps criss-cross, undercurrents and monsters lurk, and it is truly a place where strangers should not approach.

Entering it rashly is definitely life and death.

Only Rachel's Wyverns are known to be able to cross that area relatively safely.

This is what Roger is most worried about.

Even Rachel, who was covered by a flying dragon, was seriously injured.

The one who attacked her was probably a formed army!

"I heard from Eric that Longya Village has been peaceful for more than ten years, so it's not like I'm going to fight as soon as I come here?"

"No way, no way?"

The more Roger thought about it, the worse he was.

...

sunset.

Cindy found Roger and brought the good news that Rachel was sober.

Roger hurriedly followed her to the medical hut.

in the house.

The old woman was nowhere to be seen.

Rachel on the hospital bed obviously regained some color.

This kind of recovery ability made Roger secretly amazed.

When the other party was unconscious before, he had already inspected it.

The short girl in front of her is really a "Marsh Druid", not a "Beast Tamer".

This is an uncommon occupation, and no one else in the village has this occupation.

This means that she should have had an adventure.

"I heard from Angelina that you saved me."

The girl on the hospital bed said seriously.

Like her size, Rachel has a very small face.

I don't know if it's because of living in isolation all year round, but the girl's facial features, which are obviously very delicate, are arranged together, but it gives people a feeling of lack of expression.

Roger shook his head gently:

"I just did some trivial little things."

"This ointment works great and I can feel it working. Thank you."

Even when she was thanking her, her stern face remained unchanged.

If it's not sure that you don't have deaf ears.

Roger felt that even if the other party's lines were replaced with "When will you pay back the money you owe me?", there would be no sense of disobedience.

As expected of a solitary animal taming master.

Roger knew that all he had to do was keep smiling.

"I heard you're going to the south?"

Rachel asked.

"Yes."

Roger nodded.

"I can't ride a flying dragon now, but Mishas knows the way. She is the leader of the flying dragon beast. I will let her take you to Paramount Manor. Then you just need to prepare some rations for her, and she will fly by herself." back."

Rachel spoke fluently.

Roger couldn't help but froze for a moment.

So simple?

Not that Rachel's request would be any more troublesome...

Roger's eyelids twitched, knowing that he was still deceived by Cindy.

Everything this woman said was true, but she hid such a lie.

Sure enough, the dragon priest beside the bed couldn't help complaining:

"Can't you tell a lie?"

Rachel still had a stern face, but her tone was obviously timid:

"I can't lie."

"My Dragon Express is always free."

"And he helped me."

Cindy gave Rachel a helpless look.

The relationship between the two seemed to be good, but Rachel had a rare look of embarrassment on her face.

Roger felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He hurriedly said, "Thank you very much."

"If there is anything I can do to help, I will..."

Cindy interjected, "Help kill Humphrey!"

Roger coughed:

"Next time."

The Dragon Priest was out of breath again, his chest heaved and heaved, and the scenery was astonishing.

"By the way, what's the matter with your injury?"

After ordering someone else's head dragon, Roger thought it was necessary for him to care about how Rachel's injury came about.

"It's a gray dwarf."

Rachel says:

"Humphran and the gray dwarves of the marsh colluded together. This is the crossbow bolt of the gray dwarves. Humphran's men attacked me and my dragon beast with it."

"I saw their marching route, and they are very close to Huangshi Island."

"They are here for Longya Village."

"It's wise for you to leave now. Soon, this place will become a new battlefield."

"How about this, tomorrow I will... Forget it, help me up, I will go to Mishasi now and let her take you away."

Rachel struggled to stand up.

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