Chapter 6

Therapeutic agents?

Gao Wen smiled and understood.

The healing potion is an alchemy product. It's very expensive. A bottle costs at least 50 gold coins. An ordinary worker may not make so much money after working hard for a month.

In places like Yom Kippur, there are dangers everywhere. Sometimes a bottle of therapeutic medicine is equal to one life. How can people take it out?

I guess it's Thanksgiving. I'm grateful that I'm still a Lord. I'm grateful that Lancelot killed those jackals and saved their lives, so I took it out.

The effect of therapeutic agents is better than "weak therapy". The wound is healed again. At least the blood stops. There is no problem.

I'm just a little hungry. After all, I lost too much blood and need to supplement nutrition.

Man is iron, rice is steel, a meal without rust!

"Lina, go and get me something to eat." Gao Wen smiled and squeezed the little maid. The little maid ran out with a red face.

"Why am I so cheap? Well, my predecessor is used to touching and has formed muscle memory. He can't change it!"

Gao Wen raised his hand and cast "weak healing" on himself. The wound healed again and breathed a sigh of relief.

The effect of "secondary therapy" is still too poor, and it can only be used once a day.

Gawain suspected that it was related to his current level.

Trainee priest, of course not too strong.

Gawain met priests who truly believed in the light, or the gods of light.

As a trainee priest, he can meditate for a long time every day for at least two hours before he can use "secondary healing". Generally, he can only get a response from the gods once a day, and the effect seems not as strong as himself.

Even so, if you ask the trainee priest to treat once, it will cost at least several gold coins. Your "secondary healing" is at least this price, which is very good.

It is estimated that with the promotion of your professional level, the effect will be better and better, and you will use it more and more times. Don't worry.

Gawain felt the itching at the wound, which was healing slowly.

Now we should be out of danger and survive bravely.

After a few minutes, Marcus, the old housekeeper, came in and saw that Gao Wen wanted to get up. He pressed Gao Wen back: "Your Highness, you can't move! You have to have a good rest!"

"I'm fine... Well, I won't move, won't I?"

Seeing the old housekeeper's firm face, Gao Wen was helpless. Knowing the old housekeeper's stubbornness, he had to lie back and ask, "what's the situation? How are the casualties?"

"Your Highness, 13 people died." The old housekeeper looked a little ugly and whispered, "five adult men, three children, two women and three old people."

So, 73 people, only 60 left?

This blow is not light.

One life after another, it's gone.

In the era of war, human life was thinner than paper.

"Have you disposed of the Jackal bodies?" Asked Gawain.

"No. Lancelot was piled up and said it was useful."

The old housekeeper hesitated and looked around to make sure there was no one, Then he lowered his voice: "in fact, I saw your highness and Lancelot go out last night. Because I was worried about you, I secretly followed them... Your highness, sacrifice is nothing. Every church has a fixed sacrifice ceremony. I have attended several times and received rewards. But sacrifice with corpses is only done by believers of evil gods, you..."

"Evil gods? Maybe. But at least we got through last night, didn't we?"

Gawain smiled and asked with deep meaning, "Marcus, we have to live, don't you think?"

"Yes, you have to live. Your highness is right. Living is the most important. Don't worry, your highness. Lancelot and I will fight to protect you."

The old housekeeper sighed and asked, "Your Highness, can you know which God you believe in?"

"Everyone has secrets, right?"

Gao Wen looked at the old housekeeper and blinked: "once I saw you waving with a wooden stick, which is much better than the gun cavalry in Qiandao King City! I'm afraid you've killed many people? How did you become my mother's housekeeper, what's your relationship with my mother, and how did you deprive most of your vitality? Did I ask you?"

The old housekeeper choked and said with a smile, "in fact, there's nothing to hide. If your highness wants to know, I can tell you..."

"I don't want to know, so don't ask me."

Gao Wen smiled. "Let me see. I think I'll tell you if the time is right. You and Lancelot are people I can trust. That's what my mother said before I left when I was five years old... Isn't it?"

"Do you remember..." the old housekeeper sighed, looked up to the East and murmured, "master, where have you been..."

After dinner, Lancelot came in.

"Gao Wen, we should go. It's ten kilometers away from Jinsha village. At the speed of the villagers, we have to walk for at least three hours."

Lancelot lowered his voice and looked strange: "do you... Want to sacrifice?"

"Uncle Lancelot, who can guarantee the safety along the way? I won't meet the Jackal or Kobold camp? Who can guarantee the safety of Jinsha village? It has been deserted for a long time, hasn't it? If I were a jackal, I don't think I would give up such a natural camp, would I?"

Gawain affirmed, "we must sacrifice! We must have enough means to deal with the possible dangers. Our greatest reliance is sacrifice."

Lancelot's face showed a "sure enough" expression. Without saying anything more, he nodded and said, "the Jackal bodies are stacked together. I'll let Marcus take the villagers first... We'll follow you when you're done."

Gawain nodded.

The army set out soon.

Ten minutes later, accompanied by Lancelot, Gao Wen came to the Jackal's body.

The bodies of 13 jackals were stacked together, excluding weapons.

The weapons were distributed to the villagers and they could use them.

Gawain stretched out his hand, "the light of Azeroth" shrouded the corpse pile, the eight pointed star array appeared, the corpse disappeared, and four cards appeared in Gawain's hands.

On a glance, Gao Wen's face showed a smile.

Four cards, two "crazy potions" and two "werewolf infiltrators".

Cards are related to the type and quantity of offerings.

"Crazy potion" is probably because jackals are crazy and cruel?

As for the "werewolf Infiltrator", probably because jackals and wolves are canids?

There are too few cards and too little information, and Gawain doesn't know how to judge.

"Crazy potion (Level 1 ordinary card)"

"Effect: gain control of an enemy whose attack index is less than or equal to 2 (lasting for 1 day)"

……

"Werewolf Infiltrator (Level 1 ordinary card)"

"Attack index: 2"

"Defense index: 1"

"Special effect: Sneak (disappear after attack)"

"Introduction: they were originally human beings. They know how to enter some human dwellings quietly."

……

"Crazy potion", if used well, the effect is quite good.

"Werewolf Infiltrator" is a good level 1 ordinary card and a "stealth" special effect. I don't know how the effect is.

Most importantly, werewolves are not wolves. They are intelligent. They are human beings who are cursed by werewolves. Except that their attack power becomes stronger, they are no different from human beings!

Wisdom means being able to understand your words, communicate, and perform more and more complex tasks.

With these four cards, Gawain finally had some confidence.

"By the way, where are those wax oils?" Gaowen suddenly thought that there was a lot of wax oil. Maybe he could get one or two cards after sacrifice?

"We gave it to the villagers to make candles. You know, we are poor in materials. When we arrive at Jinsha village, we always have to light at night." Lancelot wondered, "Gawain, do you want it? Or I'll let the villagers hand it in?"

"No, let's go." Gao Wen smiles.

Even if the wax oil is sacrificed, it's estimated that you won't get anything.

Wax oil element?

impossible.

Because Gawain calculated, 13 jackals got two "werewolf infiltrators"; More than a dozen dog headed people, including a dog headed people's diviner, finally got a "dog headed people's diviner". Obviously, there is no equivalence between sacrifice and reward.

What can you get by sacrificing these wax oils?

Forget it. Since it's all given to the villagers, it's not good to come back.

After all, those are their own leaders. It's still necessary to brush their favor. Otherwise, how can people really listen to themselves, support themselves and work for themselves?

Two and a half hours later, less than two kilometers from Jinsha village, Gaowen ordered everyone to stop.