Chapter 79: Tamer
The blacksmith shop is the only brick and tile structure building in this shantytown. It was built just a few days ago and the lime on the wall is still a little moist, but it will probably dry soon.
The fire here was burning brightly at this time, and Del was directing the workers to pile the ore in the appropriate place.
Clown was sitting at the door, fixing a man's broken bone. Drinking holy water would not help with this kind of injury, so only he, a herbalist who was half a doctor, could help.
The patient had a wooden stick in his mouth and was held down by two strong men.
He applied gentle pressure with his fingers, moving them over the skin of the patient's arm, carefully feeling the condition of the fracture.
After becoming a superhuman, Crown's senses became extremely sharp. With just a few touches, he was able to determine the other person's condition: the ulna was broken and dislocated.
"We're lucky. It broke cleanly without any bone debris," he said as he slightly rotated the patient's arm with force to push the muscles embedded in the fracture out, then he pinched the broken bone to align it.
"Crack", the patient bit the wooden stick in pieces.
The simple and rough treatment method made him sweat profusely and whimper softly.
"Stop pressing him, get the splint straps!"
A man quickly let go, picked up the thing from the ground and handed it to Crown.
He took the things, applied the tiger bone plaster on the patient's arm, fixed it with a splint, and then wrapped it with a bandage.
"Come to me to change the medicine in three days." He took out a bottle of Holy Water No. 3 and handed it to the person next to him: "Let him drink it."
"Thank you, Sir Knight," they all expressed their gratitude.
Klauen smiled back, waved his hand and said, "Help him go back and rest."
In the corner of the wall, there was a simple wooden frame. Several men used a pulley to lift a large green stone one meter square. They used the kinetic energy of the falling stone to drive wooden stakes as thick as an adult's thigh into the solid ground. Eight or nine stakes had been driven in, and now there was only a small gap left to form a circle.
Nick stood aside, with the tightly tied-up iron-eating beast crawling at his feet.
This kind of monster cannot be controlled by ordinary methods. It can dig holes and chew rocks, so it is not a problem. It is not allowed to be kept in a pen. If the rope is untied, it will definitely run away in one night.
“This is to prepare to hang it up.”
"Happy troubles, I want to keep this iron-eating beast, but I find it difficult to do so." The priest looked at his companion who was walking over and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"
Clown laughed and said, "I can make some powerful drugs to make it sleep all day, or feed it some addictive herbs to control it. What do you think?"
Nick curled his lips and said, "Your method is pure nonsense! I kept it so that it could work and create value. If it was a cub, it would be fine. I am not a trainer, but I can slowly train it. I am afraid that adult monsters can only be sold to those trainers. Extraordinary trainers are even rarer than demon hunters."
"What price can the iron-eating beast be sold for?"
"It's worthless to those who don't need it. At most, you can kill it and eat its meat for three or five spirit coins. Supernatural creatures are a kind of tonic food for power-type supernaturals, but that's all. Iron-eating beasts are very useful to high-level blacksmiths. They can feed them specific minerals to get the high-quality alloy scales they want."
"Then you need to find a high-level blacksmith buyer who is a beast tamer." Klauen rolled his eyes and asked, "Is the beast tamer profession strong? If I have time, I would like to practice it as a side job?"
He felt that studying multiple professions was a good way to become stronger.
In his study of knowledge about extraordinary people, he only saw this profession, with very little description, just a few hundred words. He only knew that people with a natural affinity for animals could be competent for this job, and that learners must have sharp and strong mental powers in order to communicate with domesticated pets.
Wouldn't it be nice for someone with these qualifications to become a church clergyman? Therefore, animal tamers are considered a declining profession.
"Of course you can if you can practice both. The strength of this profession depends entirely on what kind of pets you tame. I think animal trainers will gradually rise in this era. After all, there will be more and more powerful beasts and monsters in the future.
However, this profession will cost too much energy and money to upgrade after reaching the extraordinary level, so it is not suitable for concurrent study. I suggest you don’t choose this.”
Nick analyzed the pros and cons of the animal trainer and gave him a reference.
"I think it would be a good deal if I could tame a highly intelligent flying pet to use as a scout." Clown knew the importance of information in battle, and being able to discover the enemy first would allow him to seize the initiative.
"It's a good choice, but I still don't recommend taking this profession concurrently," Nick shrugged and advised earnestly, "Exploiting your own potential and bringing the advantages of this profession to the extreme is the path to true strength."
You can't imagine the joy of grinding for proficiency. I want to have both breadth and depth. Thinking this in his heart, Clown smiled and nodded: "Thanks for the reminder."
Now he would not choose to study anything else. Improving the level of the warrior profession's breathing method is the only way for him to significantly improve his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
At this time, a square-faced, yellow-bearded, strong man came over. He took the indistinguishable color towel around his neck, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Father, the venue is ready."
Nick hummed, walked over to the stake and pushed it hard.
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The square-faced man smiled and said, "The stakes made of iron birch are driven nearly one meter deep to ensure durability. With the twelve stakes pulling and tugging, even a powerful monster will not be able to break free."
The priest nodded in satisfaction and said, "I'll give you an extra meal tonight. Bring this beast over here and let it starve for a few days."
"Okay," the man grinned and called to his companions, "Everyone come and give me a hand!"
Several other strong men took the rope and surrounded the iron-eating beast. After tying it up again, they lifted it up and walked forward.
The monster suddenly began to struggle, and under the huge force, the men were thrown to the ground.
"You're going to force me to use my special skill," Nick muttered, and walked to the side to pick up the iron-clad round shield he had placed against the wall.
"You guys get out of the way first." When those ordinary people were far away, he launched a fierce attack on the body of the iron-eating beast.
"Bang, bang." Several strong men listened to the dull sound and their bodies retreated rhythmically.
The iron-eating beast first let out an angry roar, and tried to roll over but was held down by the priest. Its voice gradually turned into a hurt wail.
Nick stopped beating the monster for more than ten minutes. The monster lay there motionless like a dead dog.
"Lift it over and hang it up," he shouted, then walked over to face Crown and said, "In my opinion, there are only two ways to tame an animal. The first is to cultivate affection, which is time-consuming and laborious. The advantage is that the pet is very loyal. The second is what I just did, which is to beat it until it is afraid. It can be accomplished quickly, but the disadvantage is that the pet will want to escape if it gets the chance."
"Coo, coo," a gray carrier pigeon flew from a distance and landed in the backyard of the church.
"The Holy Fire Cathedral contacted us yesterday, and there was another carrier pigeon today. Is there some emergency?" Nick's face changed slightly. "You take care of it first, and wait for them to hoist the iron-eating beast up and come to my room."
Some friends asked about the update time. I will update it on time at 6 o'clock every night. Thank you for your support (End of this chapter)