Chapter 28 The cultists' treatment methods may indeed be a little special

Although Taran was still strong, the wound caused by the lance was still too serious.

He didn't feel anything when he was tense, but when he relaxed, Taran felt a burning pain.

He felt as if two of his ribs were broken and his waist was still bleeding. It seemed impossible for him to reach hideout No. 1 in this state.

The few horses in the village had been taken away by the tax collectors, so there was no choice but to walk.

And all this was seen by Ellie and Olenna.

This was a scene that they could not understand at all, because they were born into high-ranking aristocrats and had never experienced such a helpless situation.

When the tax collector left with the treasure, Olenna appeared before Taran.

Throw him a strange potion: "Apply this to the wound to stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury."

After getting the potion, Taran, feeling that he was about to die, did not doubt the authenticity of the potion. He lifted up his clothes and then applied the milky white potion on the wound.

After only a dozen or so breaths, the blood that had been flowing out seemed to solidify and no longer seeped out.

Taran was stunned. Even when he was a powerful bandit, he had never seen such a magical potion.

He raised his head cautiously and looked at Olena who was giving him the potion: "My lord, what can I do for you?"

Giving such a high-level potion to a small man like him might have ulterior motives. He thought that if these two people intended to ask for information about the hideout, he would die.

Now only Rand can save the hungry villagers in hideout No. 3, and he will never leak any information about the hideout.

Olenna did not answer, but stepped aside, and Lysa slowly stepped out from the shadows.

Taran was relieved to see Lysa. He knew that Rand had an elven ranger as his follower. This meant that these two women, who were so beautiful that he could not bear to look directly at them, were not the baron's men.

Taran looked down and whispered, "The baron's tax collector took everything."

Lisa soothed him, "Shasa and his group of minotaurs are on their way here, and the supplies will be deployed tonight. The Lord Messenger of God is waiting for you at the hideout, so come with us."

Taran smiled bitterly and said that although his bleeding had stopped, he still had difficulty moving.

Ellie raised her staff, a red light flashed, and Taran found himself being lifted up by an upright creature with goat horns.

With the help of a person suspected to be a goat-horned demon, Taran successfully met Rand, who was standing at the door of the hideout to get some fresh air.

Rand felt bad and said, "This time it's my fault. I knew that baron wanted to collect taxes, but I didn't expect him to rob directly."

"Sir, how are we going to live from now on? The other villages should have been looted. Even if we go to rob them, we probably won't get anything." Taran was very depressed. If this continued, it might turn into a cannibalistic scene.

Rand shook his head and said, "It's okay. I plan to take back what we lost."

"Ah?" Taran looked up in shock. "Do you have any way to get it back?"

Rand sat down, this time on a chair kindly provided by Thrai, and he finally caught a glimpse of Bithers's cleverness.

The elf widened his eyes and looked at Serai in a threatening manner, which frightened Serai. He scratched his head in confusion, not knowing how he had offended this elven ranger.

Lysa stared at the chair where Rand was sitting, and she was eager to try. She felt that she was very suitable to stay there, and it was time to find an opportunity to try it out.

After Rand sat down, he showed an unfathomable smile: "Of course, I have been preparing for a long time."

Seeing Rand's bloodthirsty expression, Taran finally reacted: "You, you plan to..."

"That's right." Rand nodded when he saw Taran suddenly realize something.

"Can we win? The Baron has so many soldiers and knights." Taran said again with some melancholy. In his impression, the nobles are always superior and invincible, especially those nobles who truly control the soldiers and territories.

Rand smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Mother Goddess' wisdom is shining on us."

In fact, Taran felt that this Rand envoy was not a charlatan at all. Although the envoy always mentioned the Mother Goddess, he actually only considered practical things.

But with his experience as a bandit and village chief, he really couldn't understand Rand's thoughts, but that didn't matter. As a subordinate, as long as Rand didn't abandon them, he just had to follow orders.

Then he nodded and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Rand stopped Taran, "I have another task for you later."

Taran stayed.

"Later, I will arrange for someone to go with you and bring supplies to pacify the other villages in this barony. When we actually control this barony, they will all become part of the hideout. They cannot be harmed now." At this time, the food reserves in the hideout were still enough, at least enough to temporarily pacify the other villages.

Taran nodded to show that he understood. Although his injury had only stopped bleeding temporarily and was far from being healed, he was very happy to run around for Rand.

"Okay, I'll heal you next." Rand said.

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Taran was stunned, then declined: "I am just an ordinary villager. There is really no need to waste such precious medical resources."

Rand didn't want to explain that his treatment methods were a bit strange.

【The Thirst of the Black Goat Mother】

This blessing makes him stronger, more agile, less prone to fatigue, and more resilient.

Although there seemed to be a side effect of his brain being taken over by desire, his mental resistance was immune to it.

【Thirsty to share】

This blessing allows him to share the Black Goat Mother's Thirst with other creatures.

But so far, Rand has not encountered anyone who is immune to this negative effect.

In other words, if you ignore the side effects, this Blessing 2 can be used for treatment, but the scene is a bit unsightly. When Taran wanted to swallow the red orb before, he was controlled by Blessing 2, but he did not die from the stone attack because his recovery ability became stronger.

The effect of this thirst can be partially reduced by stunning, but I don’t know how many times Taran solved it himself after he went back last time. But it’s not so urgent now, so there’s no need to do so.

Rand took Taran to the sheepfold and asked awkwardly: "Do you want to solve it yourself, or use the sheep?"

He also knew that this behavior was not good, but it seemed to be quite popular in this era.

What’s more important is that Taran must be treated as soon as possible. He doesn’t want to lose this useful village chief. In this era, it is too rare to meet a civilian who can do math, and every one of them is worth cherishing.

And if Taran could not receive timely treatment, for people of this era, such injuries would very likely lead to death. Even if he did not die, his life span would definitely be greatly shortened, so this was the only option.

Seeing that Taran was still a little confused, Rand coughed awkwardly and then released Blessing 2.

Turning back, I saw Ellie, Olenna, and Lysa watching.

No, why are you walking without making any sound? Rand looked completely depressed, as if he had changed his style. He felt that his reputation would never be cleared in his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)