I don't know how long it took. Angelet rubbed his temples, closed his eyes, and recovered from the memories.
The sound of wind and rain outside became louder and louder, and there was a faint sound of horses neighing. The raindrops hit the tent, making a popping sound.
In the dark tent, Angele sat cross-legged, gathered his mind, and began to meditate according to the basic meditation method of the academy. His breathing gradually became unusually rhythmic.
"Beep!! The main body's state is abnormal... The main body's state is abnormal..." Suddenly the chip's prompts were continuously transmitted to Angelet's brain.
He suddenly felt a little numbness and itching in the injured area on his waist. He was startled.
"Is the wound infected?" He quickly opened his eyes and turned to look at the wound.
I saw that the green ointment on the surface of the wound had condensed into a solid piece, but the skin around it was vaguely dark red.
"Analyze the emergency treatment plan." Angelet said calmly and silently.
"Task established, analysis begins..."
"Find the required materials: 15 grams of golden fragrant flowers, 180 grams of single-eyed antlers. 520 grams of fat-headed fish meat..." Strings of material names were continuously passed into Angelet's mind from the chip.
But his expression became increasingly difficult to look at as the materials were introduced.
"Where can I find these things at this time?" He looked at the wound again. This dark red infection was completely different from the infection on earth. Some tiny pebbles began to grow inside and outside the wound at a very fast speed.
It can be seen, and they are densely packed, each one is only the size of a sesame seed, some are black and some are white.
The small wound quickly grew into a large area, like a malignant sore, and he felt goosebumps all over his body.
"We can't go on like this." Angelet gritted his teeth and quickly started to pack his things. He had to start collecting medicinal materials immediately, otherwise it might be too late if he delayed.
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Five days later...at noon.
A small road in the middle of a dense sea of dark green trees.
Two strong black horses were moving forward slowly. On the back of the first horse, a young man wearing black tights was lying weakly on the horse's back.
This person is none other than Angelet, whose wound has been infected for five days.
His face was pale and tired. His whole body moved up and down as the horse moved forward. He seemed to have no energy.
"Fortunately, I found some relief medicine. Otherwise, I would have been really in trouble this time." He murmured in a low voice.
At the wound on the lower back, a black paste was close to the skin and looked a little conspicuous.
After advancing for a certain distance, Angelet dismounted and led the horse to the woods on the right to rest.
Sitting on the grass, Angele took out the dry food and ate it in small bites, taking a sip from the water bag from time to time.
"The germs here are far stronger than those on Earth..." Angelet thought helplessly. His extreme weakness made him miss the world with so many anti-inflammatory and antibacterial drugs.
"We have entered the territory of the Ramsada Kingdom indicated on the map. The map is of no use anymore. I don't know when we will encounter the town next." He looked helplessly along the road ahead.
Between the gaps in the forest, you could vaguely see a winding path leading into the distance, seemingly without an end. And before you knew it, wisps of white mist began to slowly appear on the road.
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The sound of horse hooves came from the road densely and rhythmically.
In the heavy white fog, two large white-painted carriages slowly appeared in the middle of the forest.
The two white horses in front snorted and moved forward at a brisk pace. The driver was a slightly fat middle-aged man wearing a gray round hat, holding the reins with both hands to control the direction of the carriage.
The two carriages were all painted white, but some parts had peeled off, revealing the reddish-brown wood underneath.
"Father, how long until we reach Lennon City?" came a young girl's voice from the first carriage.
"There are still more than ten days, we have only walked half the distance, why are we in a hurry?" Another man's voice followed.
"It's still so long..." The girl became helpless.
"Yes. Our family's territory is too far away from Lennon. There's nothing we can do about it," the man said comfortingly.
"But we can..." The girl wanted to say something else, but was immediately interrupted by the driver in front of her.
"Sir, madam, I found a young man lying on the roadside ahead. He looks like he is about to die." The groom shouted loudly.
"Found a person? A place like this?" The curtain of the carriage was opened at once. A middle-aged man with a soft appearance poked his head out. He was wearing milky white aristocratic clothes and had a touch of majesty on his body.
"Just ahead and on the left." The groom pointed in the direction.
The man looked in the direction pointed and saw a man in black lying motionless on the grass next to two black horses in the woodland on the left.
"What's wrong? Mark?" came a woman's voice in the carriage.
"There was a passerby lying on the side of the road. He looked like he was about to die."
"Passers-by? I want to see, I want to see!" the girl from before shouted. "Are they from outside the territory? How can such bridges be encountered in such desolate mountains and wild mountains?"
"Stop, stop! I want to go take a look!" the girl shouted loudly in the car.
Under the shouts of the girl, the two carriages slowly stopped, and a bearded man wearing black metal plate armor got out of the carriage behind. The man quickly walked to the first carriage and supported a man wearing a white dress.
little girl got out of the car.
"Uncle Dunleavy, can you protect me and go there to take a look?" The girl has white skin, delicate features, and smooth blond hair. She is as charming and cute as a little princess in a fairy tale.
"Of course." The bearded man said with a smile, holding the little girl's white-gloved hand and getting out of the carriage.
The noble man also helped a beautiful lady out of the car. "Dunleavy, be careful," he warned.
"Okay, sir." The bearded man nodded and took the lead in walking towards the man on the roadside.
Soon he walked to the two black horses. He knelt down and looked at the young man in black lying down. His eyes fell on his lower back. There was a round wound there with a slightly black edge and he could faintly smell it.
Got a bad smell.
"He was injured." Beard whispered. "The wound is infected."
"Is he injured?" The little blond princess also walked over and stood beside Beard, asking curiously. "Shouldn't the injured person shout loudly? Why doesn't he move?" She reached out and pushed the man on the ground.
people.
A fond smile appeared on the bearded face. "His wound was infected. He may be too weak now and didn't wake up for a while. But it doesn't look like he can last long."
"Will he die?" the girl asked nervously.
"maybe."
"Then let's save him." The little princess said decisively, "We are almost at Lennon City anyway."
"This... I'm afraid it won't work... Your Excellency won't agree." The bearded man said helplessly.
The aristocratic man behind also came over with his wife.
"The origin of this person is unknown, and his identity is unclear. It would be troublesome if he was a trap or something." The man whispered, "And he was injured. If he was injured in a place like this, it is very likely that his
The enemy is not far away, and if we save him, we might cause trouble for ourselves."
"But father..." The little princess wanted to say something else.
"If I say no, I can't!" The man said in a more serious tone. "Okay, Avril, get back in the car."
"But father, we met an injured and unconscious passerby in the deep mountains. We rescued him, and then we found out that he was actually a prince of which country, and then...then..." the girl argued with her mouth pouted. "Those princesses
Aren’t you and the prince so good?”
"You have listened to too many novels..." The three adults were speechless.
The noble lady stood up. "Okay, Avril, we have to continue on our way. Stop dawdling and get in the car."
"No!" The girl refused decisively.
The aristocratic man couldn't laugh or cry. "How come there are so many princes and princesses? Go away and be obedient."
"If you don't save me, I will save it myself." The girl became stubborn.
The three people were helpless.
ten minutes later......
Behind the two carriages, two black horses followed the carriages. There was a carriage behind them.
Angelet slowly opened his eyes. "Where...is this?"
Beside him, two swordsmen wearing black metal plate armor surrounded him.
The little girl Avril sat next to him, holding the hand of one of the swordsmen and looking at him curiously.
"You were lying motionless on the roadside. I saved you." She had a look on her face that said, "Thank me now."
"Really?" Angelet smiled. "Thank you very much."
In fact, he had never been in a coma, and he could clearly feel the things around him. It was just because his body was too weak to travel alone, and he had a sudden fever, so he lay down on the ground to rest. Unexpectedly, he woke up and
I found that I couldn't move. My whole body was weak and my body was very hot. The wound on my waist was still burning.
At this time, two carriages happened to pass by. When the little girl Avril was talking to her parents, he heard clearly. Unfortunately, she couldn't move her body.
Due to the previous serious injuries, the infection, and the temperature in the forest that alternated between high and low, Angele unfortunately developed a fever.
Several overlaps add up. In the absence of drugs, even if Angele had a chip, he would be helplessly in trouble.