After feeling someone gently shaking him, Zoro groaned softly and slowly opened his eyes.
"Lord Sauron, you're awake!"
After seeing Sauron open his eyes, Kahn said in a deep voice.
Not far away, everyone who was still pointing and whispering at the shield crab stopped talking.
The guards behind Kahn knelt down on one knee.
The serfs also knelt on the ground.
"Lord Zoro!"
"Lord Lord!"
"Master Zoro!"
...
Although everyone's names are different.
But they all looked at Zoro with admiration.
It turned out that after Kahn returned to the village with Thor on his back, he also brought the news that the Shield Crab was defeated by Sauron.
When he asked the serfs to bring enough straw ropes to help.
Although everyone felt that Kahn had no reason to deceive them, there was always a trace of fear of Warcraft in their hearts.
But when they came to the beach and saw with their own eyes the huge size of the shield crab nesting in the distance.
The uneasy feeling of fear disappeared.
What followed was all kinds of excitement, as if they had defeated the monster.
Everyone's awe for Sauron deepened in their hearts.
Zoro was unable to get up for a while because his hands and feet were so sore after the battle.
He could only turn his head to Kahn beside him and said:
"Help me up first."
"Bring the rope I asked you to bring."
It turned out that when Zoro closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm touch of the sun shining on his body, he fell into sleep without knowing it.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened during this period of time.
The shield crab with its broken leg was still lying motionless in the distance.
"Sir, the rope is here."
Kahn pointed at the grass rope that was as thick as a thumb and gathered in circles behind him and said.
"Um!"
"You can make some arrangements and drag this big crab back to me."
"yes!"
Kahn was not surprised by Sauron's request.
When he asked him to come back with a straw rope, Kahn had a premonition in his heart.
So the serfs in the territory were under the watchful eye of Sauron, the lord.
Terrified, he tied up the shield crab tightly with the straw rope in his hand.
After all, such a living monster was wandering under their noses. Even if it was disabled and unable to move, few people could deal with it calmly.
Except for Sauron, all the people in the territory are ordinary people without magic power.
Even with a sword, you can't break through the shield crab's hard carapace and kill it.
However, under Kahn's arrangement, everyone was always out of the shield crab's magic attack range.
This leaves the shield crab to watch helplessly as a group of ants drag itself into the abyss of death.
Being stumbled by everyone, I walked back to the village with stops and starts.
Zoro did not waste those four broken legs.
Let the serfs carry it back one by one.
As long as the shield crab's carapace is successfully sold.
He can quickly accumulate a large sum of money in his hands.
These four crab legs alone can be sold for several gold coins in a town.
As a common type of monster, shield crabs are not only delicious in meat.
The powder after grinding and refining the carapace is one of the additives for making fine weapons and armor.
It is one of the most popular low-grade materials on the market.
.........
In the castle of Isis.
Thor, who had changed into a set of clean clothes, was sitting boredly on a high chair.
A pair of short, slender legs kept swaying back and forth.
Her feet were rubbed with herbs used to promote wound healing and then tightly wrapped in gray linen strips.
They are as cute and funny as two little hammers.
Because Thor ran back to the village regardless of his injury.
Her delicate soles were severely scratched by sharp stones on the road.
Therefore, Monica strictly restricted her movement after treating her wounds.
When Sauron was carried back to the castle by his guards,
The feet wrapped like small hammers successfully caught Zoro's attention the moment he walked in.
"Ha ha ha ha...."
"Master~man~"
After seeing Sauron return to the castle, the little maid looked coquettishly at him with a look of joy.
Just seeing the guards looking at their feet with suppressed smiles,
And Zoro laughed mercilessly.
This made Thor feel an unbearable burning sensation on his face. He blushed and turned his head away and said arrogantly:
"Humph, Thor is ignoring you."
"Okay, okay! Don't laugh, don't laugh."
"Pfft hahahaha..."
Although Zoro said not to smile, he also tried his best not to laugh.
But he couldn't help it, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious:
"Who is so talented as to bind my little maid's feet like this?"
The guards' faces were even red because they were suppressing laughter.
Monica walked out amidst the laughter and laughter in the castle.
"Master, the old servant asked the peasant women to prepare hot water. Please clean yourself first!"
"Um!"
"Please Karl, please carry me up!"
Originally, Zoro had no wounds on his body, but in the final decisive blow.
Although the crucial sliding tackle allowed him to win.
But it also caused shocking scratches and scratches all over his body.
This forced Sauron to finally let the guard named Karl behind him carry him back.
"It is an honor for me to serve Lord Sauron!"
Karl slapped Sauron's rainbow fart sternly.
After a period of rest, Zoro could barely move a few times.
He first drank a bottle of the only recovery potion, and then endured the pain all over his body and took a battle bath.
"Hiss~"
In the spacious bathroom, Zoro gasped in pain.
I saw Monica holding Zoro's feet and sitting in front of him,
There was a long wooden box on the ground at her feet.
Inside the wooden box were placed rolls of white gauze and a transparent bottle containing green plaster.
Monica is holding a silver metal bar the size of an ice cream stick in her hand.
She skillfully scooped out the green plaster from the transparent bottle and applied it evenly to the wounds on the soles of Sauron's feet.
Wave after wave of strong irritation from wiping the wound with high-concentration alcohol and the plaster being applied to Sauron's wound constantly invaded his brain.
After Monica put a bandage on his injured foot that had been plastered, Zoro felt relaxed all over.
"Master, please be patient! You still have many wounds on your body!"
Monica comforted Zoro with a kind and gentle voice.
But this sentence was no less than the whisper of an evil ghost in Sauron's ears.
He sarcastically said in Lan Xin’s native language without hesitation:
"You are the devil!"
"Master, what did you say?"
Monica naturally didn't understand what Zoro was talking about, and said with some confusion.
"No...nothing, just keep going!" Zoro gritted his teeth.
"Then young master, the old servant continues."
"This next wound is relatively large and may cause some pain. Please bear with it!"
Monica kindly reminded Zoro.
"Monica, do you think I'm still a three-year-old child? Can't I bear this little pain?"
Zoro closed his eyes proudly and turned his head away, no longer looking at Monica.
"Hurry up, I'll have to go outside to monitor the progress of the party later!"
"Then young master, this old servant has offended me!"