After defeating Otto, Dole felt extremely happy and cheerful. He quietly returned to his place and touched Otto's head several times. This made Otto a little dissatisfied. He got up and scratched Dole, leaving claw marks all over his clothes.
The man and the dog started playing immediately.
Odo the dog liked Dolai very much and didn't mind playing with him. With his sensitive nose, he could naturally smell the blood on Dolai's body. Did the child see blood today? However, judging from his expression and demeanor, it seemed that the result was not bad, as long as he didn't suffer any loss.
After playing for a while, Duolai began to meditate.
There was a commotion in the slum. After Dole left, someone soon found the unconscious Otto and another injured person. Everyone was shocked to see Otto's miserable appearance.
Nadola actually dared to resist, he even dared to cripple Oddo's leg. Everyone looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do. Something big was going to happen.
…
At night, in a historical-looking house next to Rose Avenue, Otto's father, Sam, the manager of the Bianchi Mine, looked gloomily at the naked Otto, whose leg was broken.
Next to Odo, a doctor-like man finished diagnosing the illness, shrugged at Sam, and frowned, saying, "A few broken tendons are not a big deal. They can be reconnected. But I'm only a second-level doctor. Even if I reconnect them, it's impossible for him to return to his previous state. You need to find another way."
Sam clenched his fists tightly, frowned, and said, "Who should I look for?"
The doctor smiled and said, "The best medicine for healing broken tendons is the Water of Life from the Church, but we in the Northern Kingdom don't have such a thing from the Church. The next one is the alchemical medicine from the Supernatural Society, the tendon healing potion, which is specially used to treat broken tendons. The tendon healing potion is a second-level potion and is very expensive. You should be prepared."
Sam was shocked. It was the first time he had heard of the tendon-repairing potion. As the manager of the Bianchi Mine, he had not been exposed to many such things.
However, something related to the Supernatural Society must be of high value, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Then may I ask how much a bottle is? As long as it can cure Oddo's leg, I am willing to pay any price."
The doctor stood up and said as he packed his things, "About a dozen gold coins."
Sam's eyes widened. "I only earn 50 silver coins and 10 gold coins a month. This?"
The doctor curled his lips and said, "Anyway, I can't do anything. If you don't want to buy it, in a few days, when Odd's muscles atrophy, I'm afraid that even if you spend money, you won't be able to cure it."
Sam's fists gradually loosened and then clenched again, his eyes full of resentment, "You damn bastard, I must kill you."
"Okay, I'll contact them right away."
Sam has two sons. The eldest son is a soldier and only comes back once every few months. In those days, soldiers are insecure and may die at any time. Therefore, the second son is the one who can carry on the family line. Sam has always doted on him, but he didn't expect that he would fall for a lackey.
After seeing the doctor off, he stood in the yard and quickly thought of many ways to contact an acquaintance. As long as he knew where that person was, everything would be easy.
A damn orphan, and a commoner at that, you can do whatever you want to him.
But when Sam thought about Oddo being killed by such a person, his face turned unhappy.
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In a small house in a small courtyard next to the Rose Manor where the deputy city lord Orn's family lived, a guard walked in from outside and soon came to the backyard.
The backyard was a flat area. Cartier, dressed in black, was holding a fighting sword and a sword stake. His body was straight, his arms were like swords, and the tip of the sword was pointing to the sky.
The guard came to the yard and saw Cardia. He could feel the tremendous power emanating from him even from a distance, with awe in his heart. He came to a nearby distance, bowed slightly, and said, "Lord Cardia, something happened yesterday to the child you asked me to pay attention to." He recounted what happened yesterday.
Cardia's face was calm. He stopped standing still, put away his sword, and fumbled in his arms, and casually took out a silver coin, saying, "I know. Thank you for your hard work."
The guard took the silver coin, slammed his fist on his chest, and said, "It is my blessing to serve you, my Lord."
Kadija said, "Please keep an eye on it and report to me if there is any situation.
The guard nodded. Although Cardia was just a swordsman raised by the Orne family, his inheritance was very rare. There were countless people who wanted to send their descendants to be his disciples, but Lord Cardia looked down on them. It seemed that the child had caught the adult's eye.
He left quickly.
Kadija stood in the middle of the yard, his expression full of different meanings. Someone was actually targeting this child? However, the worse his life was, the better plans he could make.
The child has good talent and is worth his training, but it is hard to say what the specific results will be. Dolai is just a seedling he discovered by chance, so he will wait and see.
"Odo and Sam are just small fry." To Cartier, the father and son were just maggots on the roadside that could be crushed to death at any time.
He didn't care about it, but continued to stand there, then gently spread his legs, looked straight ahead, and then slowly thrust out with the sword.
The body is like a sword, the shape is like a sword, the hand is like a sword.
This is the most powerful sword of Cardia that is famous in Domon City, but it is just such an ordinary stab.
But if there were an expert watching, he would realize that in this simple stab, he changed several very subtle movements in the middle and could deal with dozens of changes from the opponent. It was not just a simple sword.
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A night passed.
Dolai went out refreshed and went straight to the blacksmith shop.
As soon as he entered the blacksmith shop, he saw Harley the blacksmith with his back to him, directing others to move something, which was a pile of iron boxes.
The iron box was very heavy. Even for an adult blacksmith with strong arms, it was difficult to lift it. Dolai was a little surprised. Are these all raw ores?
There were hundreds of boxes placed at the door of the backyard. It was obvious that they were all going to be moved in.
Dolai came behind Harley's steward, bowed slightly, and said, "Brother Harley."
Harley turned his head and glanced at Dolai, his face darkened slightly, and said, "I heard about what happened to you yesterday. Someone may come to see you today."
Dolai was stunned, and his slightly happy mood suddenly stopped. He asked carefully, "What's going on?"
Harley thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "The father of the man you beat up went to find someone from the police station. Someone from the police station will come to look for you today, but it doesn't matter. I will protect you."
Dolai's heart skipped a beat, then slowly turned cold, and he felt a little panicked.
The city guards are different from the police station. The police station is responsible for public security and specializes in dealing with fights. If the police station came to find him, he would feel a little scared.
The police station in Dormond City is notorious. It is a recognized fact that if a person with no money and no power goes in, he will be skinned alive if he does not die. If the other party is rich and powerful, won't he be unable to get out if he goes in?
His expression changed.
Harley looked at Dolai, sighed, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I've already asked about that man, a small manager at the Bianchi Mine. Liang doesn't dare to come over."
Dolai nodded and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Ha." He thought about it, took out ten silver coins from his arms with some hesitation, and handed them to Harley with heartache.
Seeing this, Harley said unhappily, "Is my brother Ha short of these few silver coins from you? Go away, go play somewhere else and don't disturb me at work. I might be very busy in the near future, so you have to contribute."