Hey, King!

2021-06-17

Chapter 81 Chapter 81 Never Too Late
"Speak your mind again."

Gerros reclines on the bed, listening carefully to what Dagon has to say. The early morning sun came in through the open window, just right on Dagon's back and Gerros's face. The black cat lay down in the sun, the white cat hid in the shadow formed by Dagon, and its four eyes looked curiously at the dwarf's whiskers. Just behind the beard, Starhelm had just finished breakfast and was pouting, ready to go to sleep.

It's the reverse of Dagon's routine: it must be awake when Dagon sleeps, and then sleep while Dagon is awake. The two cats thought it was some kind of weird big mouse, since the six furry legs looked very suspicious. At the same time, Gerlos also regards Dagon as a miraculously intelligent child, marveling at his meticulous analytical thinking ability, directly awakening the mistakes in his original plan, and giving the entire caravan a life.

Yes, Gerlos didn't think much of it, he really thought that Chamber of Commerce pressure could save his own people. It's true that he doesn't want Dagon to be involved, but the main reason is that Jiangu clansman is not good at bargaining, and he's even worse as a lobbyist. He can often turn good things into bad things and bad things into war.

Now Gerros really hopes Dagon is wrong, but he can't find any holes in the whole reasoning. Dagon's idea is so amazing, it's hard to imagine it came in a dream. Gerlos must face up to Dagon's theory and treat it as the future of achieving maximum probability. If it was a prophecy, he didn't want it to come true; if it was a prophecy, he thanked Dagon for saying it.

"Geros, it took me a whole night to get around the bend, and it's far worse than you." Dagon bowed his head, shook his head, sighed, and said, "Look, since I want to understand Now, does that mean I'm eligible to join your plan? Let's rescue the caravan and solve the trouble with Borge!"

Jeros looked at Dagon, wanting to admit that he didn't. Not as strong as the child thought, but it could be detrimental to his authority and to any plans of action that follow. After a deep sighed, Geros said earnestly: "Dagon, I originally wanted to send you to a safe place first, and then we will solve this problem slowly by ourselves, even if we risk our lives, it's fine. didn't expect you to think Understood, and you are still so enthusiastic, I want to drive you away, but you won't leave, will you?"

"I won't leave." Dagon said, "In fact, whether I want to understand or not, , I'm not happy if I don't care about this."

"You might die." Geros said, "Don't be too quick to argue with me, you have to think about it. You're just an adult, and you There are about 500 years of lifespan behind the dwarves. Human life is short, just several decades, it is not worth it."

"Is there no dwarves in the caravan? I have received warrior training, and I have overcome it long ago. Fear of battle. I respect death, but it doesn't prevent me from living on my own terms. Stop telling me about your plans."

"Ah yes... plans ." Geros raised his arm laboriously, scratched his hair, and said, "Well, because you want to join, I have to make some adjustments. You said that you are proficient in martial arts, and you are very good in frontal combat, then... let me think. Think, how about you go out first?"

"It's fine, don't be too tired, take a rest." Dagon stood up, the two cats screamed and stepped on Gerlos and jumped out of bed , and ran outside in a hurry.

"You scared them with your high spirits." Geros can still laugh now, and his face is gloomy when Dagon leaves. He wanted a new solution, and it had to be fast.

Dagon came out of the bedroom to find Tess and Toby crouching in the doorway. Dagon thinks they must be eavesdropping, and notice their smiles, which Dagon thinks is gratifying his growth.

"Let's discuss how to revise the plan." Tess smiled faintly, then grabbed Toby's collar and entered the room to find Geros. Three people should be more likely than one to come up with a plan, and there is no way to watch their companions fall prey to Borge's ambitions.

"I think you're fine." Dagon called through the door into the back room. Thankfully he wasn't there, otherwise he would have seen three embarrassed faces, so sorry.

Pharrell is preparing potions in the living room and studio in the middle. Gerlos used up the share that belonged to the cow, and Pharrell had to restock. The work of preparing the potion filled the room with a weird and irritating smell, and Dagon went straight to the other room, covering his nose. Lati is still asleep, and hasn't woken up since last night. Her face was flushed, her mouth was panting, her head tilted to one side.

"Time to get up and eat." Dagon patted her, only to realize she was hot. He quickly touched his forehead, the back of his hand was a little hot, and Lati had a fever. Dagon hurried to the next door and dragged Farrell over to show him Lati's symptoms.

The two woke Lati up, asked her how she felt, looked at her throat again, and made her cough a few times. "It should be caused by the cold and fatigue. I gave her some medicine." Farrell said: "I was dipped in cold water, frightened, and then overtired. Her throat was red and swollen, but the sound of coughing was okay. Drink more. Water, rest more, and lower the temperature as soon as possible, it's not a big problem."

"Dagon, I'm not feeling well, but I'm sure I can get better after a good night's sleep." Lati tugged at the quilt and opened her eyes wide. Eyes on Dagon.

"Relax, I won't leave you, I promise." Dagon cautiously extended the hand, pulling the hair that was in front of Lati's eyes aside. "Take care of your illness, we're not in a hurry to leave here. I'll find a way to rescue the caravan, and maybe find Borge to settle accounts."

"Really? Then you must call me! ' Lati tried to squeeze out a smile, which made her look even weaker.

"So what you have to do now is to be obedient and let Pharrell treat you well. Although his potions are all for livestock, they do work very well. Like Gerlos, who was stabbed in the chest They have been rescued, and you have no problem with the cold and fever. By the way, his medicine will be unpleasant, you have to persevere."

"This time the medicine will not be unpleasant, and I don't only use medicine for livestock! I also have a fever and a cold, so I will prepare such a simple medicine; the knife in the chest is too uncommon, I will not be normal."

"Then what do you need me to do to dispense the medicine?"

"I'll do it myself. You can find a towel or handkerchief, slightly wet it, and put it on Lati's forehead to help her cool down." Fa Riel said: "Ai, if I were a priest, I could use the divine force to dispel diseases and heal wounds. But becoming a priest is too difficult, especially if the temple has to choose. Only those who have the best innate talent in spell casting are possible. He is favored by the temple, and less than one-fifth of these people can learn to become a priest.”

If he said that he was enlightened by Spiritual God, then Dagon has now entered the temple and began to become a priest. of learning. If you study the priest's diving technique well, you will not be as helpless as you are now.

Take a damp towel and gently place it over Lati's hot forehead. He didn't withdraw his hand, while holding the beard ring with the other hand, he began to pray to the god Oli. God Oli is only the protector of the Jiangu clan, he rarely blesses people of other races, but Dagon can ask Oli God to help him and gain the ability to take care of Lati.

The mana converges on the ring's holy symbol, then becomes a soft energy that travels down Dagon's arm to Lati. Dagon didn't understand the nature of the energy, but he could see the effect: Lati relaxed a little bit, he was breathing less forcefully through his mouth, and his breathing was much smoother. Her brows stretched slightly, and the headache seemed to have eased. The temperature didn't seem to drop, but those previous improvements were enough for Dagon to keep using his mana.

After a while, Farrell came in with the prepared potion, and was surprised when he saw this scene. Before becoming a veterinarian, he most wanted to be a priest, and he dreamed of entering the temple of Andros, the god of breeding and blight, but he was not able to realize it because the temple thought that his innate talent was not enough. Although not using the dive technique, he was able to discern the basic nature of spell. Judging from the state of Dagon and Farrell, that gentle force has already had the primordial prototype of the dive technique.

He put down the steaming medicine, then observed it carefully, and said, "This doesn't seem to be a direct treatment, but a form of protection. Well, that's the right way. You're praying to God Oli. Right? God Ori does not directly heal other races, but allows dwarves to protect other races. The infinite labyrinth that resists subterranean monsters and protects all races was built by dwarf gods such as Oli spirit cultivator.”

"It turned out to be protection..." Dagon thought for a while, and also nodded: "I am a warrior, fighting can have various purposes, protection is one of them. Because of this, my prayers can work. Farrell, do you think Should I stick with it?"

"Sure, as long as you stick with it, it'll be good for Lati. But you have to wake her up and take her medicine first." Pharrell waited for Dagon to slow down. Slowly converge the mana, and then it is easy to feed the medicine. "I know now why Geros is recovering so quickly! His belief is War God, and as a warrior, you pray with protection in mind, so you also create protection energy. This energy is related to your belief, his Faith, and the help that the sick and wounded most need are very suitable. Although it is not a direct treatment, it gives them the protection they need most when they recover. You are not a medicine, but at least a shelter for them, or a bandage, a wet towel and patient company."

"Thanks, I'm more confident now." Dagon wanted to get up from the chair beside the bed so he could help Lati to feed the medicine, he didn't expect himself Actually staggered. The dwarf is quite stable when his feet are on the ground, known as "a rock that can't be hit by a running bull", but he actually stumbled?
"The mana can't keep up, and the legs are weak." Dagon tapped his thighs, forcibly driving away the weak feeling.

"It's not that the mana can't keep up, it's that the Earth Element environment is lacking here, and you can't be replenished." Farrell said: "The jujube tree outside is a Formation, and the water and wood elements are here. Abundant, gold and fire are mainly repelled, and earth is solidified to the roots. It is like a forest of elves, you dwarves will definitely feel uncomfortable."

"Then I can insist on that for Gerros. It's been a long time, why is it only for a while now?"

"You pray to your own Aura Spiritual God, and the efficiency is definitely higher than that of the half-dragon War God, so it's not surprising that it consumes more." Fari Er was a little strange and asked: "You have a high level of proficiency in gathering mana, why don't you know the basic knowledge?"

"I haven't learned it yet. I'm just sixty years old."

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"A human being can be a great-grandfather at the age of sixty. You dwarves live a long life and learn slowly, but you can't spend a longer life to study like an elves. It's a disadvantage anyway." Riel grinned and said, "As long as you can learn it, even if it's late, it's a hundred times better than not learning it. I want to use the dive technique to heal people, but unfortunately I don't have a chance, so I can only use medicinal herb to heal pigs, cattle and sheep... Of course, there are also Stare hard at me but still cute human little girl Lati."

(end of this chapter)