good luck space magician

"Don't struggle, I don't want to get hurt."

Raising the man's left arm with both hands and hanging it on his shoulder, Valk stood up very hard.It's just that his 150cm tall man can only lift most of the man's body under the pressure of the man's at least 180 cm, and the man's legs are still dragging on the ground.

Staggering and stabilizing his body, Walker pulled the man's arm forward vigorously, while muttering: "You can't blame me, you are too tall and heavy, you can go to the house right away, dragging on the ground for a while is fine Big problem."

Or if the man was really injured and unable to move, Valk felt like he was handling a corpse—very cooperative.

Heh heh heh heh he dragged the man into the house, put down the arms around his neck, and Valk sat on the ground panting—he was exercising since he was a child, but the focus was still on meditation; he was just a healthy and diligent exerciser A magician is not a warrior who specializes in training physical strength.On top of that, he's only 13 years old.

Slowing down his breathing and heartbeat, thumping his sore arms and twisting his waist, Walker unsteadily took a bunch of things from his small room and put them on the ground, and brought hot water and towels.

Leaning down and looking at the man who seemed to be in a coma after closing his eyes again, Walker picked up the scissors and cut along the slit in the back of his clothes, then looked at the blood-stained legs, and even cut off his trousers.Walking around the man, only a pair of shorts were left for him, and all other clothes were removed.

Silently envious of the man's thin but strong figure, Valker carefully wiped the wounded body clean with a wet towel, and paused when he saw the knife wound across his entire back.

Walker clenched the burning and cooled sharp dagger tentatively and scratched the wound. During the whole process, the man only twitched his muscles reflexively, and there was no other reaction.Feeling relieved, he carefully scraped off the slag embedded in the meat and free pieces of meat with a dagger, and then applied the crushed pain-relieving and hemostatic herbs, then picked up the bandage and wrapped it up on the other wounds on the man's body .

After busy dealing with the injury, Walker was already covered in sweat, and he also missed his lunch time.

Muttering about bad luck and trouble, he took out his changed clothes and went straight to the bathroom. After taking care of his personal hygiene, he sat on the ground with a piece of bread and looked at the injured person in front of him.

Black hair and black eyes were very normal in the place where he used to live, but they are rare in this place with colorful hair and eyes. Even Walker himself was reincarnated from black hair and black eyes to brown black hair and light brown eyes.

But if he remembered correctly - the black hair and black eyes here are also a symbol of bad luck and bad luck.

Sure enough, he still got into trouble.Even though Valck's father said that it was just stupid propaganda, and Valck himself likes kind black hair and black eyes, but whether the people in the villages and towns can accept it is a problem.

Curling his lips and glaring at the man for a while, Walker sighed and took out a sheet to cover the man, picked up his small medicine box and went out.

After Valk closed the door, the man lying on the ground in the room who had been sleeping all this time opened his eyes, moved his fingers but failed to raise his arms.He raised his head and looked at the room. There were ordinary tables and chairs, a wall with landscape paintings, and there should be two rooms on the right. The family situation should be pretty good.

Thinking of the boy's sigh of resignation when he saw him open his eyes, the dragging and dragging along the way, and the boy's skilled wound treatment-it must be a medical doctor.Twitching the corners of his mouth meaninglessly, the man closed his eyes to accumulate strength and began to repair himself.

"Valker!" As soon as he stepped into the door of the nursing home, the old man's angry voice rang in his ears.

"Some things are delayed, are you busy today?" Rubbing his ears, he followed the old man inside.

The old man led Walker through the promenade and walked in, "Which day is not busy. There are many people who want money and life, and there are not as many teams as water magicians and healers."

To say that the most proud place of this small village is the medical clinic here.It sounds like an ordinary small place, but it is actually a large and formal medical institution.I don't know where the mayor of the previous generation found this old therapist and raised funds to establish this place; the business of the medical care center has always been very good, and the strength of the old man and the craftsmanship of his apprentices are very good.

In this world, the status of magicians is not comparable to these medical doctors.Although there is a lack of quick cures, medical doctors are the best choice for poor people who have little money.It's just that medical doctors can only use a few plants and instruments to treat trauma.

Reincarnated with experience in medicine and drug production, Valk was sent over by his parents to steal his teacher because of his strong curiosity about his profession. The old man doesn't mind having multiple young people who are dragging oil bottles, not to mention that Valk is not ordinary. The child--the quick technique and the quiet and patient habits also satisfy the old man.

But what makes Valk very helpless is that there are very few healing plants in this world, but poisonous substances are everywhere.But what he is good at is medical skills rather than poisoning skills... There is still magic here, and his proud medical skills are basically useless except for trauma.

Being taken into a ward by the old man, the empty room made Walker frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Valker, do you still remember your mother's explanation?" That's right, the old man was obviously familiar with Valcker's parents who left home, and he probably knew the truth about their death.

"Remember, concentrate on practicing honestly."

"Very well, you remember very well."

"That's what you want to say today?" It has been five years since he was eight years old, and his life is not bad.

"...The town may not be very stable recently. Be careful not to cause trouble. Three groups of people entered the town yesterday. Stay away from them." The old man sighed as if thinking of something, "I think you should stay as long as possible." At home, don’t come here either. It’s more likely that trouble will come to you…” Valk’s “Troublemaker” attribute.

Walker was a little curious, "Who? Have a grudge against Mom and Dad?"

"That's right," the old man touched Valk's soft hair, "it's just very dangerous, and the wild forest is becoming more and more uneasy. The two groups of people are nobles, and they are not to be messed with; the other group of mercenaries are Quite famous, but has always been at odds with nobles."

"I understand." In other words, there may be more gang fights, and more food should be prepared at home, "Then I'll go back now?"

"Be honest and stay at home."

"I've always been honest." It's just that I have better luck and pick up things more frequently.

"..."

After bidding farewell to the old man, he searched the market as soon as possible, carefully avoiding the flow of people with his stuffed paper bags in his arms, and kicked open the door of his house. on the ground.

"Ah~ah~, could it be that there are still internal injuries?" He put down the food in his hand and squatted down, but the treatment in this place is based on magic detection, and there is no technique of feeling the pulse; An ordinary child who has experienced magic...

In fact, it is completely possible to let him die here, and then use space magic to throw him into the wild forest.Walker has already begun to consider the possibility of destroying corpses, and...the situation in the town is tense now. A dangerous group just came yesterday, and this person suddenly appeared today. There is no guarantee that they have nothing to do with each other...

So, it's good to pick up anything, just don't pick up people.

The man was actually awake all the time, but he didn't open his eyes.He felt the child squatting beside him, but he didn't move for a long time.

When he finally opened his eyes, he saw his savior looked at him blankly with his eyes tilted, his expression very tangled.

"What are you thinking?" A low and hoarse voice rang in my ear.

Walker, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, blurted out: "Never pick up anything again."

"Oh? What?" Leng Leng's voice was flat and unwavering, as if the set standard tone would not fluctuate.

"It's very troublesome to pick someone up..." He sighed in an immature voice like an adult, but his serious face made people feel funny; but suddenly, in line with the lamenting low expression, he instantly stiffened, and Valk lowered his head just in time Facing those black eyes... "Are you awake?"

"..."

"Can you move?"

"..."

"Okay." Luckily I didn't answer the question of destroying corpses and eradicating traces just now, Valker muttered silently, "I can only deal with your trauma. Do you need a medical doctor? The medical center in our town has a good reputation."

"Need not."

If you don’t need it, why don’t you move, if you can’t move, how can you leave... Walker, who was so focused on how to quickly get rid of the trouble, stared at the indifferent man, and finally dared not say the previous paragraph.

"Raymond." Just as Walker was struggling with how to speak, the man closed his eyes again after popping out three words.

Whether it was falling asleep again or unwilling to communicate more, Valk doesn't know, but he regrets it now - he should have turned around and left at the first time, why he hesitated there and let such trouble enter the house.