I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

Tear it apart!

The last inch of the wound was sutured.

Su Tang felt as if she had been soaked in a pool of cold water. Sweat wet her forehead and the hair around her ears. If her lips were redder, she would have looked charming as if someone had pitied her afterwards.

The sun sets in the west, and the orange glow paints the room, making the walls and floor shine brightly, as if they are enjoying this wonderful gaze.

Su Tang liked this beautiful sunset very much, but the bloody smell in her nostrils made her unable to care about it.

The stove boiling hot water not far away was still bubbling, and the rack next to it for basins was covered with strips of cloth that had been completely dyed red with blood. They could not be washed off, so they had to be replaced one after another.

On the simple operating table, Eli's frown relaxed a little.

He lay there quietly like a sewn-up doll. If Sewell hadn't pried open his mouth and fed him some unknown potion, Su Tang would have thought he was dead.

A normal person would have died long ago after losing so much blood, but Su Tang actually felt that Eli's life force was reviving.

Sewell prepared another bowl of medicine and asked her to lift Eli's head slightly, preparing to pry open his mouth and feed him the medicine.

Apart from his somewhat rough actions, Sewell should be considered a good doctor, right?

Su Tang wiped away the spilled potion and laid Eli's head flat again.

"Have you treated all the wounds?"

Sewell's face looked a little grim. "I only treated the wound in front. There are still some minor wounds in the back. It's just that his wound in the front was too severe." He rubbed his throbbing forehead. "He is unconscious again. I dare not move him rashly."

"We can't just leave the wound open and bleeding, right?"

Su Tang's mood, which had originally brightened, became gloomy again. The best way now was to let Carrett and others come in, lift him up as gently as possible, and take the opportunity to suture his wound.

"How about letting them come in and help?"

Seville looked at Su Tang meaningfully, then choked up for a moment, unable to utter the words that stuck in his throat.

Finally, he could only sigh and say, "No need to call them, I can handle it. I'm going to show my beast form, Lady Saint, please leave first."

Seville has always been reluctant to face his beast form, let alone showing it in front of Su Tang.

Even though Su Tang gently caressed the children of their tribe last time, Seville still didn't dare to gamble.

He had indeed seen too many people hate and despise him, as if they regarded him as the ugliest monsters in the world. Such looks tortured his self-confidence and pride over and over again.

Even his mother was like this, looking at him as if he were a monster, being drowsy all day, beating him with things like a madman, and saying that he was a monster!

Seville's mother was a female from a foreign tribe who was plundered. His father took advantage of her escape and came to her as a redeemer, deceiving the ignorant mother and giving birth to Seville.

After that, no matter how much effort the father put in, the mother never looked at them straight in the eye again.

The depressed and sad father could only send his mother back to her tribe and take Seville back to his tribe.

Ever since Seville could remember, his mother's abuse had accompanied him like the most vicious curse in the world.

His father locked himself up inside the house and never came to see him. Seville never felt the so-called family love during his childhood.

Fortunately, when you lose something, you can always gain something.

The only priest in the tribe took a liking to the gifted Sewell and trained him as his successor and kept him by his side.

The priest was old and knew that he didn't have much time left, so he was extremely strict and would not allow Seville to make a second mistake. He also taught Seville everything he knew, but under such strict education, Seville still held out a glimmer of hope.

But on the day when Seville inherited the position of priest, all his expectations collapsed. His father did not come, and even refused to attend the ceremony for him to take over the position of priest.

But this man who didn't even want to pay attention to his own son, when the tribe was in danger, stood in front of everyone without hesitation, leading a team of death warriors to fight for their chance of survival.

Seville didn't understand why this happened. He wanted to question the man, but the heavy responsibility he carried didn't allow him to turn back.

He will never be able to find the answer deep in his heart again, right?

Since following Erlan and spending every day with Carret and the others, Seville has never revealed his beast form.

Carret had teased him for being delicate more than once, and the others didn't know why he was like that. They had also seen the beast forms of his people, and there was nothing shameful about them.

Although the appearance is indeed a bit scary, it is within the acceptable range.

This is Seville's knot, a knot that cannot be untied.

Su Tang didn't know that Seville would look so depressed, lonely and desolate, like an abandoned child who could only lick his wounds alone.

"I..." Su Tang wanted to say that she didn't mind this.

Seville raised his eyes, pulled a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth, and said to her with a hint of pleading: "Lady Saint, please go out."

Su Tang raised his hand, and when he walked to the door, he turned around and looked at him, hiding the disappointment in his heart.

There were a lot of people standing outside the door, and when they saw Su Tang coming out, they all surrounded him.

Carret reached out to hold her, looking worried.

"What's the situation? Why did you come out first?"

Su Tang looked exhausted and shook his head. "Not very good. Sewell said he would show his beast form to treat Eli, so he asked me to come out first."

Carrett clenched his palms and his eyes moved slightly. He thought that he would be willing to open his heart to Su Tang Seville.

What Seville carried was much heavier than what they carried.

Everyone sees that he is stress-free, cheerful and cheerful, and seems to be able to handle everything with ease. However, few people can see the loneliness and desolation in his bones.

As it got darker, the door finally opened again.

Seville had a dull expression, with an unshakable gloom in his eyes, and his body was covered in bloodstains.

He spoke, exhausted, "He's fine now. Send someone to stay by his side and feed him the medicine I prepared every four quarters. Keep an eye out for any worsening of the fever. I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

These words were naturally spoken to Carret, who did not ask any further questions and just nodded in agreement.

Looking at Sewell's departing back, Su Tang felt inexplicably nervous and rubbed her eyebrows.

"I'm going back too."

She was also full of blood and energy. After being tense for so long, it was really time for her to go back and rest.

"it is good."

After Su Tang left, Carey appointed a few orcs to take care of Eli. They didn't have to stay there all the time and could take turns so that everyone had time to rest.

"Don't worry, Lord Carret! We will definitely take good care of Lord Eli!" A handsome orc patted his chest.

"Yes, Lord Eli takes good care of us!" The orc who spoke had black hair and blue eyes, and was obviously not a member of the Scorpion Tribe.

The orc standing here is the one who discovered Eli's patrol team.

It was not appropriate to make public the fact that Eli was seriously injured, but many people along the way saw it.

In order to calm these people's speculation and panic, Caret had no choice but to arrange for people to go door to door to explain to them.

Erlan is recovering from his injuries and preparing to attack the Seven Stars, while Eli is seriously injured and unconscious. Now the only top fighters left in the camp are him, Rex, and Sevier.

Seville is still the weakest among them in head-on combat. High-star orcs have high poison resistance, so Seville's strength has been reduced again.

"What should I do?" Carrett murmured softly while looking at the full moon in the sky.