Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 17

2021-02-28

Chapter 17 Awakening the Sleeping Tiger (Part 1)

"I didn't do it!" Winters was wronged and wronged , he walked deep and shallow in the dark: "I only burned the thief's hair!"

"It's okay, you didn't do it."

" Look at what you said... I really didn't do it!"

"I know, it must not be done by you, the fire is far away from here." Bud led the way with two long halberds on his back. Calmly exonerate Winters.

Winters had a rough day. During the day, Ike struck him as a bolt from the blue, and at night, a female thief killed him, with injuries to his left shoulder, right arm, and foot.

The two walked quickly back to their post at the north gate. The Junior Brothers on duty had already heard the whistle and saw the natural phenomenon in the sky.

They thought it was the patrolling guards who blew their whistle when they saw a fire, and the short teacher on the night shift was also woken up and was anxiously waiting for something at the door.

So all startled when they saw Winters come back with a bloody arm.

"How did you do it?" The short teacher on duty was confused.

"There was a thief, and I stopped him when he ran out of the direction of the school. He moved the knife and ran away." Winters had already sorted out the language on the way back.

He decides to be smart and forget about fire.

Not to mention women, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, but also to waste words.

"Who dares to come to our army's territory to run wild?" The short instructor on duty was furious.

Winters thought to himself: Really a lifeless one, and I almost lost my life.

But the thief has run away without a trace, and no one can do anything about her for the time being.

The obvious priority is to manage Winters' injuries and figure out where the fire really started.

The short teacher immediately took Winters to the staff room, where he took out the scythe and tinder to start the fire, but failed to light it after several attempts.

Winters sighed, silently activates Ignition.

The oil lamp is on, but the light is still too dim.

The short instructor asked the Junior Brothers from Winters to fetch a few more oil lamps.

Winters remembered the dagger of the female thief at this time. The dagger is made of metal, and as long as it has no rust, it can be used as the casting material for the light spell.

He took out the dagger, and it was still the casting gesture of the fire spell, and activated Tesla's light spell.

Magic power was poured into the surface of the dagger, and the metal was injected with magic power and then released the magic power in the form of visible light, and the room was immediately illuminated.

Taking advantage of the light, the short teacher quickly took out a small pair of scissors and took the time to cut the right sleeve of the Winters summer uniform.

The blood on Winters' arm had clotted, holding the cloth tightly to the wound.

"You can hold it back." The short teacher warned in a sullen voice: "This must be torn off and cannot be left on the wound. Otherwise, the wound will ooze pus and you will die of high fever."

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The ten-year-long [Sovereign War] has allowed the military to accumulate a lot of experience in dealing with sharps injuries. These experiences were finally summed up and became the teaching content of the health class.

Winters nods, and short faculty don't talk nonsense.

His heart was ruthless, and his hands slammed hard. With one click of "shua", he tore off the fabric that adhered to the wound.

Winters nearly spasmed in pain, and the coagulated wound was bleeding again, ticking down the bed all the way down his arm.

At this time, there was a sound of hooves in the distance, from far to near, and soon stopped at the door of the duty room.

A Junior Brother pushed in the door: "Report! The horse is here."

After the guards who just stood guard noticed the natural phenomenon in the sky, they woke up on duty as soon as possible Short teacher.

The short instructor immediately judged that there was a fire in the port. He led a guard out and ran along the road in the direction of the fire, trying to find out the situation.

Running and running, the short teacher found that he was stupid. The place where the fire started is obviously a long way from the school. What year and month do you have to run on two legs?
So the two of them ran back in despair.

After returning, the short instructor sent a cavalry student to the school stable to lead the horses. While he waited anxiously like an ant on a hot pan, Winters and Bud returned to the North Gate.

The short instructor ignored the trainee who was leading the horse. He first carefully examined the clothing torn from Winters' body under the light of the Luminous Art, and then carefully examined Winters' wound.

At this time, Winters could no longer maintain the light spell, and the intense phantom pain prevented him from concentrating one's mind, and he was forced to withdraw from the spellcasting state.

The dagger dimmed, and the only light source in the room was the oil lamp.

"It's fine, no bones were hurt. The weapon that caused the wound is very sharp, and no rags were wrapped into the wound. The knife edge is also very flat, and it will recover completely quickly. If there is a divide technique user in In this case, the scar will not stay." The short instructor made a confident judgment.

He then ordered the other students: "Find some clean water, dissolve the salt, wash his wounds, and don't wrap him."

The short teacher slipped from the sheets A long piece of cloth was torn off, and knots were tied around Winters' neck and right hand, making a sling similar to a broken arm.

He instructed Winters: "Don't move your right arm, don't touch the wound, and it will heal faster."

After dealing with Winters' stab wound, the short instructor brought a Students, hurriedly rode to the port area to scout for the fire.

After the short instructor left, Bud quickly cleaned the wound with salt water for Winters.

But he also got into trouble. Where can he find clean water and salt at night? Thinking that only the kitchen would have these two distinct things, he also went out to the cafeteria to get salt water.

Only Winters and the three Junior Brothers were left in the room. Winters and the Junior Brothers were familiar faces, as were the Junior Brothers. The four were staring at small eyes with big eyes, and the duty room was filled with awkward air.

“Go to the student duty room.” Winters decided to change rooms first and not stay in the staff duty room.

"Squad leader, who is so ruthless?" A junior military student carefully observed Winters' wound and asked in horror, "Do you need to use a knife to steal something? Besides, what is there to steal in the school? ?"

"I thought it was the guy who ran away from the bed." Winters pulled the knife and groaned in pain: "In the end, he stabbed me with the knife."

"See what? Is it like this?"

"Hidden, I can't see it, but it must be a woman."

"Women?!" Neither cooks nor washerwomen had the chance to meet other men of the opposite sex, let alone female thieves.

The three exchanged glances, tacitly thinking that the squad leader might be hallucinating because of his hunger and thirst. "It's really a female thief! You bastard!" Winters could see at a glance what the three smelly brats were thinking.

The female thief was indeed a bit of a erotic fantasy, but he was pretty sure the one who killed him with the dagger just now was definitely a woman.

He regretted mentioning the word "woman" to the Junior Brothers. Now the Junior Brothers' attention is already not in "thief", but completely drawn away by "woman".

"What was wrong just now?" Winters asked.

"No, I've been on duty just now. Just the same, I didn't hear any strange noises, and I didn't see anything strange." A junior military student shook the head.

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