When Kant walked out of the cave, he came to the Senwaya Range.
The stars had already covered the sky.
It was late at night, and Rhodok peasants were patrolling with torches. At the same time, on the watchtower, the newly recruited Ravenstern rangers also drew their bows and arrows, aiming at Kant and the others who had suddenly appeared on the hillside.
There was a large number of Swadian knights.
But they quickly put away their alertness.
The peasants carried torches and went over. They had already confirmed that it was Kant and the Swadian knights accompanying him.
The danger was immediately lifted.
Kant, however, quickly walked up the slope and headed towards the council hall.
After receiving the news that Bunduk's situation was not optimistic, his mood was certainly heavy.
"My lord."
The ranger in charge of sentry duty immediately straightened his chest.
"Mm.", Kant nodded.
He quickly entered the council hall, and coincidentally, someone walked out from the room next to him.
It was James.
He used a heated towel to wipe his hands stained with red blood. When he saw Kant return, he was also stunned. He hurriedly wiped his hands, put down the towel, and bowed respectfully. "Lord Kant, welcome back in triumph."
"You're welcome."
Kant shook his head and asked him in a deep voice, "How's Bunduk's situation?"
James hesitated. "It's hard to say."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})When he heard James' words, Kant frowned even more.
The atmosphere froze slightly. He frowned and said, "It's hard to say what the situation is.". After a pause, Kant looked at James and said, "Tell me the truth. I'm mentally prepared."
"Lord Kant, I just finished the surgery for Bunduk."
James said in a serious voice, "The corrosion he suffered was very severe, like the sulfuric acid with the strongest concentration. Fortunately, his wounds were washed with clean water in the shortest amount of time, reducing the concentration of the corrosive liquid. Moreover, he was bandaged until he reached me. If he's lucky, he can barely survive."
"Yes.", Kant nodded. "I trust your medical skills."
Hearing that Bunduk could be saved and could survive, Kant's expression finally relaxed a little.
However, James still frowned. "Bunduk's internal organs were corroded. To survive without infection or sequelae, it really requires luck."
"I'll think of a way to solve the problem of infection.", Kant nodded. He still remembered the medical trials in his previous life.
James shook his head and said, "The problem of preventing infection is easy to solve, but the sequelae caused by injuries are not.". He paused and looked at Kant, in a deep voice, he said, "Even if he survives, because of the serious sequelae, it's still uncertain whether Bunduk will be able to resume his life. I can't guarantee that."
"What do you mean?"
Kant's brows furrowed tightly.
James said in a deep voice, "Bunduk may not be able to continue serving you."
Kant clenched his fists slightly and fell silent.
Although he had not spent much time with Bunduk, he definitely had feelings for him.
This was because he was a natural-born general from the system. He was able to lead a team to share his worries, and he was a talent that could be nurtured into an outstanding general. Yet, he was cut off like a broken sword in this investigation.
Kant could not accept this at all!
"There will be a way, won't there?", he looked at James.
But James shook his head slowly and apologetically at him. "Currently, the medical skills I have learned are unable to do this, because this kind of severe corrosion..."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Kant did not wait for him to finish speaking before asking, "Then what about healing spells?"
"Spells..."
James frowned slightly. "I have not comment on this."
He did not understand spells. After all, he came from the original version, which belonged to the world of historical MOD.
But Kant did.
"The mages in the mage tower and the priests in the temple might have a way."
Kant pondered.
There were spells in this world, and the mages who lived in seclusion in the mage tower were proof of that.
Divine spell also existed in the temple.
Although the Dukedom of Leo believed in the God of War, Edmund, and the priests mainly used augmentation spells to enhance the combat ability of the troops, they also had divine spell to heal wounds after a battle.
Kant had even read in books that the divine spell of the Holy Curia in the Silver Platter Kingdom was even stronger.
"But I can't go back now."
Kant frowned even more. He understood his situation.
He had already been exiled and had found a salt mine in the Nahrin Desert. If he went back, it would be equivalent to walking into a trap. He would be devoured by those greedy noble families. Even if he didn't go back himself, Bunduk would become a hostage, for some unknown reason, he would be imprisoned and become one of the means to restrain Kant.
Of course, those nobles would do that. The profits of the entire salt mine could arouse the greed of anyone. Kant understood them very well, just like those nobles who thought they knew Kant.
If Kant sent Bunduk into the Dukedom of Leo, the best outcome was probably that he would be imprisoned and used.
If the outcome was not good, they would probably kill him.
Kant would not give up his own foundation just because of Bunduk.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})The entire "Drondheim" Castle was the only castle that Kant could own at the moment. It did not matter if it was discovered by the nobles, but if it was occupied by extortion, Kant would definitely not accept it.
Even if he had to sacrifice Bunduk!
Kant had understood the saying that "benevolence did not control the army" in his previous life. In this life, he understood the saying even more because there was no friendship among the nobles.
"Lord Kant."
James opened his mouth and suggested, "Perhaps we can ask the mages from the Enfath Empire."
"I've asked.", Kant shook his head. "They don't know how to heal."
James looked regretful. "If it's possible, I also want to learn some healing spells. Especially when I know that there are still magical extraordinary powers in the world, it might be of great help to my medicine."
"Definitely.", Kant nodded.
In the World of Warcraft, there was a troop class that could heal.
For example, the priests in the Inquisition could cast group healing spells.
The Enfath Empire was a military-centralized country. In the military, mages used destructive spells and summoning spells to destroy the enemy's formation, while the priests in the Inquisition could provide more buffs and healing spells, to recover the casualties of their own troops. They were partners that complemented each other.
This was the help that the system could provide.
For example, these fantasy MOD had many healing spells and divine equipment. Even some historical MOD would also have healing tools that only fantasy world had, or even the special troop classes.
If Kant could draw on of these MOD from the system's lottery, it would be perfect to save Bunduk's life!
He now had 20 honor points.
It could be converted into 22 system lucky draws.
"Wait for me for a moment."
Kant turned to James and arranged, "Take good care of Bunduk. Perhaps when I come out of the room later, there will be a way to save him."
"I will do my best.", James nodded solemnly.
