Fool's old attack is a wolf god

A lop-eared orc swallowed nervously, and pointed his stick straight at the visitor: "Who are you? What's the purpose of coming here!"

"Don't be nervous, we're just passers-by who come here to stay overnight," Roy smiled, and reached out to hold the bewildered Adolf, "When I was walking just now, I heard noises here and saw you like this. Thought you were threatened by the farmer... I'm sorry if I guessed wrong, we took the liberty."

"Master looks fierce, but he is a good man." A round-eared orc said, his tensed shoulders slowly relaxed.

"We are serfs who come here to work. The masters are very generous and often give us more food." An orc with a scar on his face looked out of the window frequently, he said, "Such people shouldn't be sick, and I don't know Miss Is Mrs. and Madam's illness better..."

"Good people won't be tortured by illness!" The lop-eared orc interrupted him, turned to Adolf and the others, "It's not peaceful recently, and there are many thieves robbing food. You'd better not wander around."

"It seems that you have no resentment towards this family," Roy said, "I thought all orcs resented humans."

The round-eared orc smiled naively: "How is it possible! It is a very lucky thing to meet a kind master. There is something to eat and a place to sleep. Why should you resent?"

"Indeed," Roy nodded slightly, and changed the topic, "Have you never thought about freedom?"

The orcs were all startled: "Freedom? Why should we be free? How lucky we are to have a good master. If we run away, where can we find another good master?"

Adolf frowned: "Why must there be a master? Don't everyone live for themselves?"

The lop-eared orc asked suspiciously, "How can we survive without a master?"

"Why can't you live without a master?" Adolf frowned deeper and deeper, looking a little stubborn, "The outside world is so big, why do you have to live under the protection of human beings?"

"Stop talking, Adolf." Roy stopped him, and he already had some answers in his mind. In the eyes of these orcs, the slave society of nearly a thousand years is correct and unshakable, so it is useless to persuade him of.

"Why do you say such strange things?" The round-eared orc scratched his head, "It's so safe here, why should we leave?"

"You...!" Adolf hated iron and steel, and he wanted to argue, but was pulled out of the room by Roy.

"Why are these guys thinking so strangely? Why are they voluntarily driven by humans? Do they want to be slaves that much?" Adolf couldn't understand this kind of thinking at all.

Roy seemed very calm, he said: "If I tell you that the small, gravel-like stars in the sky are actually much larger than the continent we are stepping on, will you believe it?"

Adolf froze for a moment: "Really? Are the stars in the sky really that big? Then why do they look so small?"

"Really," Roy looked into his eyes, "People are only willing to believe what they can see and believe. You don't know it exists, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

It was rare for Adolf to see Roy's serious expression, so he couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Since they don't want to believe it, let them go," Roy shrugged. "When the time comes, they will naturally want to believe it."

Adolf couldn't fully understand these words, but he still kept them in his heart as usual, maybe he would be able to understand them someday in the future.

The originally planned plan to rescue the orcs completely failed.Roy thought for a while, and simply took Adolf back to the room first. Failure is not a bad thing. This matter is not urgent, and must be considered in the long run.

As soon as they opened the door, they heard a shrill cry from a distance: "Mother! What's wrong with you, mother!"

Roy didn't want to be nosy, because he might not be able to help if he went there, but seeing Adav turning his head frequently, he changed his mind and turned around and took Adolf to the brick house with the yard go.

The restaurant still maintains its original appearance, with messy plates stacked in one place, faint crying sounds from upstairs, and even a man said: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

"Excuse me, what happened?" Roy and Adolf stood in front of the corridor. It is impolite to break into other people's rooms without the owner's permission. "Is Madam's illness getting worse? Although I am not a doctor , but I still know a little bit of medical skills, maybe I can be of some help."

Roy's medical skills depended entirely on Hasen's teaching, and he himself didn't study it very seriously. He was a half-baked person, but if the other party was in pain, he could let her go calmly.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from upstairs. Rab's face was covered with tears, and his eyes were red from crying: "Is there any way you can save my mother? If I can, I will do anything!"

"I...do my best." Now Roy's position was a bit awkward. If he couldn't save the lady, wouldn't he be talking big?It will let others down again in vain, but it is not really impossible, such as turning that lady into a vampire...

Roy thoughtfully pulled Adolf upstairs together, holding warm palms, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked quietly: "Adolf, do you know healing magic?"

Adolf thought for a while, then nodded hesitantly: "I know the magic that puts the broken hands back together, but I don't know if this magic can make other people get better."

"...Maybe it will work?" Roy was also unsure, "Let's go up and have a look first."

As soon as they got to the second floor, they smelled a bad smell. The source of the smell seemed to be the farmer's wife's room.

Hearing the uncomfortable sobbing in the room, Rab couldn't help crying again, and opened the door for Roy and Adolf.

At this moment, the farmer is kneeling in front of a bed, tightly holding the hand of the dying woman lying on the bed, beside him kneeling are two daughters, one big and one small, who are crying sadly while using wet towels Wipe the dirt off their mother's face.

The farmer's wife stared at a pair of haggard eyes, she was breathing hard, her bare skin was covered with light white spots, and her lips were a strange purple red.

This situation doesn't look good, Roy frowned and asked, "Does the medicine given by the doctor in the city not work?"

The farmer wiped his face fiercely and stood up: "It works for the children, but my wife seems to be too ill...Can you save her? I am willing to give everything!"

"To pay everything, what you said is too serious." Roy checked the woman's eyes and mouth, "Slightly dehydrated... Could you bring me a glass of water with salt? In addition, take the medicine prescribed by the doctor Show me."

"Water with salt?" The farmer handed him the potion on the table, looking a little at a loss, "Salt is too expensive, our family can't afford it...the water is too dirty, is wine okay?"

Roy was a little helpless, but he didn't say anything. He just asked Adolf to go back to his room to get the salt shaker and water bag, and after thinking about it, he asked him to bring an extra honeysuckle——

The witch once told him in private that this potion, combined with the blood of the demons, would have the effect of bringing the dead back to life... Although Roy himself thought this was nonsense, after all, the honeysuckle looked like an ordinary flower, but maybe Useful yet.

The world is full of glass, why can't the poor afford salt?While thinking about this, Roy uncorked the bottle of the potion. After smelling it a little, he put the potion aside with a green face.

The composition of this potion is probably similar to the potion made by the witch that time, and the smell is very strange...

Roy gave up the idea of ​​trying the medicine himself, and waited honestly for Adolf to come back.

The farmer's wife's breathing sounded like a dilapidated bellows. The middle-aged man lowered his head sadly, pressing his lover's face to his. After a while, the woman's collar was wet again.

Since the relationship is so good, why don't the couple talk?Roy was puzzled, and it happened that Adolf brought the needed things upstairs, so Roy mixed a bowl of salt water and served the woman first, and then pulled Adolf's sleeve to let the other party perform healing magic.

Everyone gathered in front of the woman, but Adolf went around to the end of the bed, pressed lightly through the quilt, the other's round eyes gradually closed, and fell asleep tiredly.

The farmer shouted anxiously: "Ma'am!"

Roy checked the woman again, and seeing the purple on her lips gradually faded, he said, "She's fine, she just needs to rest."

The farmer's wife's breathing gradually slowed down. Roy opened the window to ventilate, and let the half-grown children who were stuck in the room go back to the room to rest, and then walked out of the room with Adolf.

"Your magic worked," Roy said with emotion, "it's great to know magic."

"Actually, it's not that miraculous," Adolf said. "She should have recovered soon, but her body couldn't bear the impact of the medicine. It would be good to improve her physical fitness."

Seeing Adolf's relaxed expression, Roy couldn't help but pinched his face: "You really..."

"That," a clear female voice sounded, it was the eldest daughter of the farmer, she stood at the corner of the corridor, looking up at them, "Thank you for my mother's matter!" After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply bow.

"It's the medicine your brother brought back that worked," Roy said. "Of course, if you insist on thanking him, you should thank him." Roy pushed Adolf out casually.

The eldest daughter bowed deeply to Adolf again: "Thank you! If it weren't for your help, my mother... my father would probably die of grief!"

Adolf felt uncomfortable being bowed, and stretched out his hand to pull Roy in front of him again.

"It seems that your parents have a very good relationship." Roy suddenly thought of what Raab said, "Then why do you have a cold war with each other?"

The girl was taken aback, bit her lower lip and said, "This...is my mother's fault."

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Thanks to Daskey for the nutrient solution irrigated~ a little touched QAQ