At the same time, the Roman front line, Brindisi Castle, medical room.
"You are really going to cause me trouble, Arthur." Greenville looked at the injuries of Roble and his son.
She picked up the tiger boy's arm and checked his pulse, then poked the tiger's face a few times. "The child's problem is not serious, it's just fatigue and malnutrition. He will be fine after a few days of intravenous drip and rest."
The healer turned his attention to the Khajiit leader again.
"This guy's problem is serious. He lost a lot of blood, his body was eroded by dark particles and lost activity, and---"
She looked at Roble's two severed arms, which were kept in ice packs.
"I'm afraid the lost arm can no longer be reattached. The erosion of the nerves caused by Anzi is irreversible. Even if the arm can be reattached, it will not be able to be used normally in the future."
"Exactly the effect I wanted." Arthur said something very cruel.
Greenville rolled her eyes at Arthur: "Okay, I'm going to start operating on the big cat. You guys should leave."
Everyone present began to walk out of the medical room, but Arthur stood still and had no intention of retreating.
"Why don't you leave? Do you really want to watch me have an operation here?"
"Isn't it possible?" The King of Knights shrugged, "Robl is a man of many tricks, and I'm afraid that he might plot against you along the way. It's better to leave someone to protect you for safety."
"You don't have any arms, how can you still plot evil against me?" Greenville laughed.
"You never know what these cunning orcs can do." Arthur replied very seriously, "Come on, I will just stand here and won't disturb your work."
"You just standing here and not moving are enough to disturb my work." Greenville was already very angry at this time, and the Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens was snickering beside her, which made the girl even more angry.
"Please, Greenville." Arthur still refused to give in. He was such an unreasonable idiot.
"Okay. But there is one condition." The girl secretly stretched out her hand and touched a cylindrical object on the table in the medical room.
"Oh, what the hell---ah!" Before Arthur could react, he was immediately sprayed in the face by something. The pungent-smelling liquid ran into the King of Knights' eyes, bringing him with it.
It's extremely painful!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, what is this?!"
"It's disinfectant spray. You know the necessary sterilization process before surgery." Greenville held the can of disinfectant spray like a prank, surrounded the King of Knights and sprayed it continuously. The pungent smell almost made Arthur suffocate!
"You can... *cough cough*, you can prepare a set of sterile suits for me!"
"Didn't you say that these orcs are scheming and you should keep an eye out? It's better to put on your shining armor and be on guard here, Your Majesty!" The girl retorted with Arthur's fallacy, which made the King of Knights speechless.
Speechless.
"Uh huh huh..." The Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens, who was peeping at all this from outside the door, was laughing so hard that his stomach was bent. He struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "You... you can continue to fight, I
Go take a breath first."
He closed the door to the medical room casually.
Greenville shook her head angrily and began to prepare for the operation. She quickly set up a sterile tent with thin tape, sent Roble in, and isolated Arthur.
"You're still covered in bacteria. Don't come in. Just watch from the outside." She put on a mask and gloves and methodically fiddled with various surgical equipment while sterilizing the inside of the tent.
"Hmm..." Greenwell injected the sedative into Roble's arm, and the big cat muttered in a low voice, seeming to be talking in his sleep.
"It'll be fine soon, just bear with it." Greenville promised softly, as if the other party could really hear her.
Arthur simply sat on the ground and waited quietly for the operation to proceed. Greenwell raised the scalpel and made the first cut------
"How have you been lately?" Arthur suddenly asked.
Greenville stopped her hand a little annoyed, "It's okay.---Are you trying to disturb my surgery?"
"I know you are highly skilled and will not be affected by this little noise."
"Tsk!" The girl almost wanted to throw the scalpel in her hand at the boy.
"Um...Greenville, I just want to say, thank you for everything you did for me when you were in Avalon."
"Of course, do you want to watch you die?" the healer replied absently, while his hands were busy sewing and repairing the scarred body of the tiger man, "Don't worry about me. Merlin
The elixir given by the Master made me become the same existence as Lianyin and Charlotte.
Although I will no longer be affected by the punishment of petrification and my body ages slower than normal people, I am still roughly a human being."
"Well..." Arthur replied absentmindedly, but he was constantly worried in his heart, wondering how much "human" characteristics Greenville still retained.
"I'm fine, really." Greenville knew what the knight was worried about, and quickly advised, "You really don't have to worry about my health."
She took Roble's arm out of the ice pack and began sewing the bones with steel wire.
"When all this is over..." the King of Knights plucked up the courage and said, "Should we go somewhere to play together? Go shopping again... to an amusement park... or something like that."
"Pfft." The girl's sneer sounded through the mask, "Does this count as a date with me?"
Arthur remained silent.
"I'll think about it." Greenville replied perfunctorily, suppressing her laughter. She pulled the sutures and joined Roble's arm bones.
"!" The tiger-man clan leader woke up at this moment. The anesthesia seemed to have worn off, and he jumped up in pain: "What are you going to do to me?! Damn humans!"
Greenville was startled. Before she could react, Roble had already rushed towards the girl desperately. Without arms, the tiger opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth and bit into Greenville!!
"Wow!!" the girl screamed, thinking that she was going to die this time.
Snap!! The tiger's teeth penetrated deeply into the flesh, but it was not Greenville's neck, but King Arthur's arm! The King of Knights walked around the girl at lightning speed and stretched out his arm to block the attack.
One bite!
The tiger man's bite penetrated the black dragon armor with all his strength! The knight king's arm bone was almost broken, making a dangerous gurgling sound!
But Arthur's expression was as calm as water, and it didn't look like his arm was about to be broken at all: "Calm down, Chief Roble. We are currently performing surgery to join your arms. Unless you don't want those arms anymore, otherwise, it's still...
It’s better to lie down and make less noise.”
"King Arthur...!" The tiger man's eyes contained a fire that could ignite a person, almost shooting out together with his low roar.
"You're a prisoner, so don't put on pretense." Arthur taunted the other party with vicious words, suppressing Roble's arrogance: "If you don't want to die, just lie down and don't let me say it a third time."
Roble had no choice but to let go, and blood poured out from the knight's arm. Arthur took a step back, and Roble also lay back on the operating bed.
"You need to stop the bleeding..." Greenville muttered in a low voice as she looked at the terrible wound on Arthur's arm.
"Don't worry about me, continue to operate on him." Arthur spit out dragon flames from his mouth, cauterizing the wound on his arm. The wound quickly converged in the flames, and the bleeding stopped instantly.
"There's really nothing we can do about you." Greenville turned to Roble and said, "Okay, relax. I'll inject you with anesthetic------"
"There's no need to inject him with anesthesia, just do the surgery like this." Arthur interrupted.
The therapist was shocked: "How could this be possible!"
The King of Knights began to talk nonsense: "If he faints again, he will wake up again in the middle of the operation, and he will bite you madly while he is confused. I don't have so many arms to save you, you can decide what to do by yourself."
"Nonsense! Who would be crazy!" Roble snorted disdainfully.
But Arthur chased and beat him fiercely: "Chief Roble, are you afraid of pain?"
"Only cowards are afraid of pain!"
"That's fine." A cruel and cruel smile appeared on Arthur's face. One sentence made the Khajiit leader unable to dismount.
"Fah, I don't care what happens." Greenwell emboldened herself and walked over to get back the sewing tools, "You're really messing around and tore several muscle bonds. You're doing this for yourself for no reason."
Adds to the pain."
"Hmm..." the Tiger Clan leader muttered, speaking vaguely.
Greenwell used a suture needle to pierce the muscles of Roble's arm and connected the two muscles. The pain made the Khajiit twitch.
"Does it hurt?" Arthur sneered from the side, "If I remember correctly, your youngest son was also sent to the fox people's research institute.
According to the testimony of one of our knights, the boy was disemboweled by the foxes and his internal organs were greatly modified. Moreover, no anesthetic was used during the whole process. The pain was probably a hundred times more intense than this small pain.
"
Roble was silent for a while, Greenwell's needle once again penetrated another muscle, and the heartbreaking pain once again invaded the Khajiit's nerves.
As if in coordination with Greenvale's movements, Arthur continued in this rhythm: "I can't control what you do with your children. But you allow the foxes to recruit people from various tribes and kill thousands of them."
Thousands of orc children were sent to the same research institute, and inhumane research was conducted in that hellish facility."
"Uh-huh!" Another needle pricked Roble's body, causing the tiger leader to break into a cold sweat.
"Answer me, Roble." The King of Knights asked ruthlessly: "You must win this war with humans at all costs. Who is uglier between you and us humans?"
"Uh-huh!!" Greenville pulled the sutures hard and connected the wound. The pain made Roble's whole body twitch again!
"One..." the tiger man breathed: "Everything is for winning. If we can win... we can live a good life. If we can't win... we can only wait to die!"
The King of Knights sneered and said slowly and quietly: "This world is not just about winning and losing. If you win, the world may not necessarily be better; if you lose, things may not be as bad as you imagined."
"You are too naive------"
"Perhaps." Arthur gave the other party no room to refute, "But who are you? You would rather eat your wife to save the child, but push him to die without hesitation. You are more stupid and naive than me."
"
"How did you------!"
"Stop it, Roble. It's not too late. Take your children back and live a more down-to-earth life."
I will not leave you in trouble anymore, and will even try my best to help you live a better life. Although it is impossible to be rich and wealthy, at least you can have enough food and clothing, and you can get life-saving medicine when you are sick. This is
I can promise you something."
"It's so noisy! Who wants your charity?"
"I'm not giving you alms. You also have to work for humans and earn the rewards you deserve. Although life will still be difficult, you can live without losing your dignity." Arthur paused.
Sighing: "It's better than starving to death or being killed."
"Stop talking! Shut your stinky mouth!" Roble closed his eyes, shrank his ears, and pretended not to pay attention.
This is the biggest concession that Arthur can make. He refuses to accept even such a proposal. Roble is extremely stubborn.
King Arthur sighed, shook his head, and said the last sentence stubbornly: "There must be. There must be a way for humans and orcs to coexist peacefully. I will find it, I will definitely do it."
After speaking, the King of Knights strode out of the operating room.
Roble still closed his eyes and endured the pain caused by the operation. Under Arthur's sincere persuasion, the tiger man's thoughts changed subtly - the sutures sealed his broken body, and he
The closed mind is gradually opened.
He knew that if things continued like this, the orcs would indeed be unable to escape the fate of being killed by King Arthur. The only way to survive was to surrender to the king.
No. If the king had this intention, he would have killed all the orcs long ago. The fact that the king is willing to offer such generous terms is indeed the biggest concession to the orcs.
[Should we keep living with the minimum dignity, or should we die from now on?] ------This is the true meaning of what the King of Knights just said.
Roble felt tremendous pressure: he wanted to try his best to retain his last pitiful dignity, but he was also afraid that King Arthur's patience would reach the limit and he would get angry and exterminate the orcs.
Do you want dignity or life?
As his will gradually collapsed, Roble's body became increasingly numb, and he lost consciousness midway through the operation.
At the same time, Albert, who was lying on another bed in the operating room, had actually woken up. He heard the entire conversation between King Arthur and Patriarch Roble.
He also heard what Arthur said to Roble: "He would rather eat his wife than save his child, but he pushed him to die without hesitation."
This sentence was ambiguous, but it made the tiger boy very concerned. A deep and boundless darkness began to ferment in Al's heart.