Chapter 661: The Red-haired Wolfblood Queen

In Gus's golden tent, everyone's attention shifted to the girl who revealed her true face.

"Are you going to plead for him?" Gus's turbid and greedy eyes licked Heshia's sight like a snake. At this time, his mind was probably full of thoughts of mating.

Similarly, the other people in the tent were not much better. After all, in this land, most people live a hard life and usually sleep in the open air. Even young women don't have fair and tender skin, not to mention that this girl has a good foundation and a flawless and dreamy appearance.

"I'm not begging for mercy. I just want to say that this is the slave I bought, and you can't treat him like this." Her voice is as soft as a slender voice, making people feel like bathing in the breeze and clear springs, as if there is a special magic that makes people intoxicated.

If this girl sings, she will definitely be very beautiful, and many people present have this idea.

"Ha ha ha -"

Gus couldn't help laughing. He wanted to mock someone for saying such things in front of him, but after seeing the girl, he didn't feel offended, but just felt quite interesting.

At this time, the representatives of other settlements in the tent also laughed. For a while, the tent was full of laughter. Everyone looked at Heshia with curiosity, greed, and various desires.

"If you paid yesterday, it is indeed your slave, but this is the Wolf Blood King Camp. I am talking about the rules. Don't be too naive, little girl." He was in a rare good mood and explained to the girl, but it was impossible for him to give in.

"But he doesn't have to die. The question is what do you have to exchange? Otherwise, you stay with us for one night today, and I might let this guy go."

Hearing such words, Tilan was not surprised. She had seen this kind of overflowing animal desire before. After all, she had a certain understanding of her appearance and charm, otherwise she would not often cover it up.

Although she was very grateful to her mother for giving her a good appearance, she sometimes had to sigh that if a girl who was too beautiful did not have the corresponding strength to protect her, she would indeed encounter more dangers.

"I won't agree to this kind of thing." Tilan shook her head, wondering whether to take action. It's not that she couldn't beat them, but she just felt it was a bit cumbersome.

If she beat the younger ones, the older ones would probably run out. If they didn't kill them all, they might become enemies later, and then there would be all kinds of troubles.

Just when she felt that talking couldn't solve the problem and was about to draw out an ice sword to show her strength, a figure in the corner of the tent quickly ran to Gus's side and explained beside him.

After listening, Gus's eyes changed when he looked at Tilan, and he was a little uncertain.

At this time, Tilan also noticed that the figure was a gray feather species. After that, Gus touched his chin, and seeing his attitude change, the others in the tent slowly quieted down.

"What's your name?" Gus finally asked her name, instead of simply treating her as a pretty girl.

"My name is Heshia." The girl answered briefly.

After listening, Gus tapped the armrest with his fingers, as if thinking about something. Then he waved his hand to let a guard next to him come over, then pulled out the guard's knife and threw it in front of the girl.

"If you can break this knife with your bare hands, I will let him go."

This request puzzled the others in the tent, but they didn't dare to ask any questions. They just talked quietly and waited to see how the girl would respond.

This guy actually gave me a way out.

Tilan raised her hand, and the knife on the ground automatically floated up. This scene immediately stunned many people in the tent. Although extraordinary people are not rare, it is rare for someone as young as her to be able to control it so freely.

After that, Tilan's fingers flicked through the air, and the long sword forged from steel turned into scattered fragments like broken glass, falling to the ground with a clang.

"Is this all right?"

Looking at the blade fragments piled on the ground, Gus nodded, "He's yours."

Although the girl looked weak and beautiful, he wanted to occupy her, but everything in this land depends on strength. If you are strong enough, you can gain the respect of others.

"Wait a minute, you pick up his severed fingers first." Tilan said.

In response, the guards in the tent looked at Gus, and when he nodded, the guards did so.

Soon, the fingers that had been cleaned of mud were placed on a plate with a cloth and brought to the girl.

Taking the plate, Tilan came to the butterfly-eyed man who had fainted from the pain and asked someone to lift his wrist.

Afterwards, in the incredible eyes of everyone, these severed fingers were successfully connected one by one. Not only did the wound heal, but the man in a coma also moved unconsciously because of the pain and stimulation, and his fingers also moved again.

This healing method was like a miracle, which stunned the people in the tent, and even the guards who had originally disdained it were stunned.

"My holy sun, what kind of miraculous ability is this? It can be reattached intact."

"It's so rare. I have never heard of such a healing ability that can be completely restored."

"Is it because I am dazzled? It can do this."

Various voices rang out in the tent, and now everyone's attention to Tilan was all shifted to her miraculous healing ability.

"Come on, use water to wake him up." Gus wanted to see if the finger of this butterfly-eyed man had recovered, or if it was just the flesh that was reattached.

"Yes."

Then, someone poured water on the face of the butterfly-eyed man, slowly waking him up.

"I... this is." He saw so many people surrounding him, as if they wanted to eat him. Even as a warrior, the butterfly-eyed man was afraid.

His limbs flailing hastily, he struggled to get up from the plank, and was about to find a chance to escape when someone threw a wine glass at him, which he swept away with one hand. Then someone threw a cloth, which he caught and threw away. Just as he rushed to the exit of the tent, he was stopped by several armored guards. These guards, who were quite strong and were extraordinary, tied him up again and took him to the middle of the tent. The whole process was seen by the people present, and they were sure that his fingers should have fully recovered.

Snap, snap, snap.

Gus clapped a few times, then looked at Heshia.

"Very powerful healing abilities and methods, Miss Heshia, you have earned my respect. Come, give this lady a seat."

Then the guards moved an empty seat next to Gus, arranged a new seat, and invited Heshia to sit down.

Thinking about the large amount of food purchased this time, it was inevitable to deal with the middle and high-level officials in the king's camp. Tilan did not refuse, but sat over.

"From now on, this butterfly eye species will be handed over to Miss Heshia for disposal." He waved his hand and asked the guards to take the butterfly eye species on the ground to the corner of the tent and cover its mouth to prevent it from making noise.

Then everyone's attention and topic shifted to the girl who sat down. Many people were also curious about her identity. Why did Gus change his mind after the gray feather species said a few words.

"I heard from scholars from Stone Forest Fort that Miss Heshia was a great person. She was proficient in many subjects, had extensive knowledge, and saved many people from the insect plague."

"Originally, I was a little skeptical. After all, many rumors were false, but today I have really opened my eyes."

"Come on, pour some wine for Miss Heshia." He called, and two maids in the tent brought wine and washed fruits to Heshia.

"It's Miss Heshia." The people in the tent echoed again, even though many people didn't know this name at all.

After a brief greeting, Gus asked why Tilan came to the Wolf Blood King Camp.

"It turned out to be to purchase food for the rescued disaster victims." Gus praised her, but his eyes were more contemptuous.

In his opinion, this was a fool's behavior. A person like Heshia would be supported by a large group of people wherever she went. Now she was running around for a few worthless disaster victims, which was a waste of life.

"I don't know how much Miss Heshia wants. We have a lot of reserves here, but we just need to exchange them with valuable things." He continued to inquire.

...

"It's enough for 1,800 people to eat for two months?" Gus wondered if he had heard it wrong. He thought it was just a small fight, and at most he would buy some food for a settlement of 100 people.

1800 people, the total number of people in the settlements represented by many of the representatives present, and usually only large settlements have so many people. Such forces are well-known on the grassland and are not unknown.

"This number is not small. Miss Heshia, are you sure you can afford it?" His eyes became greedy again.

"If it is an exchange, the goods I brought should not be enough." The girl browsed the prices at the market these two days, and the food was not cheap.

"I think this is also a problem. Otherwise, Miss Heshia stays in the king's camp and serves as a doctor in the camp. I can report to the Queen and approve some reserve food for you."

"How long do you have to serve as a doctor to give enough food in exchange?" Tilan did not refuse immediately.

"This..." Gus calculated in his mind.

"It will take at least five years."

"Five years, which means it is about 1800 days. My value for one day is equivalent to two months of food for ordinary people, right?" Tilan's fingers stroked the hair on the side of her ear. This unconscious action made others stunned again.

"That's right, this is a very high salary." Gus shook his head and ears, and the fat on his chest trembled.

It sounds very high, but Tilan felt that she couldn't stay on this planet for five years. After all, the Federation was also a mess waiting for her to go back and clean up. There were too many variables after five years.

"I'm afraid I can't do it. It will take too long." The girl shook her head slightly and said something that disappointed the people around her.

"I can provide free treatment to the people in the camp during my stay, um, up to six days, as compensation. As for how much you charge the treated people, I won't ask. Just treat it as a reward for the camp."

"I don't know if you can agree to this suggestion." After saying that, Tilan tilted her head slightly and looked at Gus who was sitting not far away.

"Haha, how can this be..." Originally, Gus was going to refuse on the spot, but looking at the pair of blue eyes, his mind couldn't help but immerse in them, and the girl's gentle voice kept echoing in his mind, making him gradually lose the idea of ​​resistance.

"This...maybe it's a good idea." To the surprise of others, Gus actually agreed without bargaining.

After a few seconds, Gus came back to his senses and touched his jaw. He was puzzled as to why he agreed just now. It was probably

because the girl was so pretty and had such a nice voice. Anyway, he agreed in front of so many people. Even he couldn't suddenly change his mind. It would damage his dignity and dignity, like a shrew.

But he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked towards the girl. His nearly 2-meter-tall fat body pressed over like a hill.

"Miss Heshia, since you agreed to be a doctor, I have some problems that I want you to treat."

"What are the problems?" Tilan stood up and took a few steps back to distance herself.

"Look at my gradually fatter body." Gus patted his belly and the fat on it was running wild.

"Please, Miss Heshia, cure my obesity and restore my strong physique when I was young." This request was a bit difficult, but because of his authority, no one else in the tent dared to say anything.

"I can think of a way to get rid of obesity, but I can't restore a strong physique. Mr. Gus needs to exercise himself." Tilan shook her head.

"Hahaha, Miss Heshia, you are joking. You can definitely do it, right?" He continued to walk towards Heshia, trying to block the direction and space for her to escape.

Sure enough, this low-level charm technique has many flaws.

According to the tradition of the singing girls, she would not learn this kind of spell that can temporarily shake the other party's judgment, because in the eyes of the singing girls, doing so is ultimately just a kind of deception, which will definitely be noticed by the other party later and produce a rebellious effect. It's

just that she saw the foxtail species use it recently, so she studied the principle a little and tried it this time.

"Since Mr. Gus asked, I'll try it." Tilan closed her eyes slightly, and then opened them again. This time her temperament changed completely. The whole person was like a standing glacier. Just a glance made Gus chill from head to toe, and fear of the unknown arose, and even his body was a little stiff.

As soon as she finished speaking, Tilan raised her hand, and a bunch of ice knives emitting cold air appeared at her side. Just as she was about to perform fat removal surgery on this meat mountain, the other party finally broke free from the stiffness and twisted his face to stop her.

"Wait, wait, I suddenly feel that this body of meat is still useful." At this time, Gus also felt something was wrong. He originally thought it was a beautiful and useful blue golden bird, but he didn't expect that the other party really had means and strength.

Gus, who looked not very good, was helped to sit down slowly. At this time, the atmosphere in the tent was a little quiet. Everyone reacted and realized that Gus had suffered a great loss, but they did not dare to laugh or flatter him, for fear of offending both parties.

On the other side, Tilan was relieved to see that the tent had finally calmed down. Finally, she didn't have to kill people. To be honest, if possible, she really didn't want to use violence. After all, this way didn't fit her personality and style, but if there was really no choice, she would not give up using violence.

After eating some fruit, Tilan stood up and said goodbye. At this time, Gus didn't stop her, but asked someone to help Tilan send the tied-up butterfly eye seed back.

The day passed uneventfully, and after Tilan returned to the camp, she received a message saying that the tent for her to practice her medical skills would be ready tomorrow, and Heshia needed to go there at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to start.

"I understand." Tilan nodded, and then asked the guard who delivered the message to go back.

Soon, the news about the high-level doctor who could treat severed limbs spread throughout the camp. Some people even saw notices posted saying that they could treat various injuries and diseases, but patients had to prepare money.

At night, in the main tent of the king's camp, a woman with long wine-red hair leaned on the back of a huge soft chair, her narrow eyes overlooking the fat man crawling on the ground below.

"... In other words, you were scared by her at the time, right?"

"Well, that's it." Knowing that continuing to quibble would only displease the queen in front of him, Gus had to admit the fact.

"Hehe."

The wolfblood queen leaned on the huge chair and chuckled a few times. The light in her eyes was flowing, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking. Her body seemed to be twice as big as that of a normal person. She might be four meters tall when she stood up. Even when she was sitting, she could overlook Gus below. Her arms were slender, and no obvious muscles could be seen. Her legs were white and round, and even under the black cloth, she could still see a strong sense of strength. Her slender blood-red nails, which were nearly ten centimeters long, gently hooked, picked up the transparent wine glass beside her, and slowly poured it into her mouth to taste.

"You go down. If she performs well tomorrow, pull the slaves in the camp one by one for her treatment."

"Yes, Queen." Gus bowed respectfully, then stood up and slowly left the main tent.

(End of this chapter)