Open Your Quest Log Chapter 477

The golden Wuxi fell, and the soft light danced on the horizon. The breeze blows the white dandelion fluff, fluttering to the distance, chasing the last touch of the sunset.

Beneath the sky, a centaur girl was gently lying on her side in a white daisy bush. She frowned lightly, and unconsciously clenched a white daisy in her hand, waiting for something to pierce into her body with a slightly flustered expression.

That thing didn't keep her waiting for a long time. It adjusted the angle and slowly pierced into it, and a few drops of bright red blood dripped down, dyeing the pure white petals under her body red.

"Ah... it hurts!" The centaur girl groaned uncontrollably, "Take it easy."

"Oh." Barrett stared blankly at the dagger in his hand and the wound on Ivita's back leg, not knowing what to do next. What gave him a headache in particular was that the strange sound made by the girl lying on the ground in front of him could easily cause misunderstandings by others around him.

I'm just helping her with the wound, really, nothing else! Barrett thought helplessly. However, the smooth skin touched by the palm of the hand and the plump muscles with soft lines under the skin made our barbarian adventurer feel a little strange.

More importantly, although the centaur girl's upper body was wearing a somewhat damaged leather armor, her lower body was naked and had nothing to wear.

I heard businessman Ariel say that this is a normal social habit of the Centaurs. In this race, except for some heavy-armed fighters with special occupations, almost all men and horses, no matter men or women, whether young or old, have the habit of wearing only the upper body.

Some special social habits in each race have their own unique causes. The main reason why the centaurs only wear the upper body is because the upper body of the human form is relatively simple to dress, and it is not so easy to put on or put something on the lower body of the horse form. What's more, even if you can wear it, it will affect your daily running and activities.

And in the civilizations and customs of many wilderness ethnic groups, they don't really care much about nakedness.

Of course, usually those more sensitive parts, because of the occlusion of the ponytail, basically can't see anything. But this time, the posture was a little different. Because of the reason of lying on the side, Iveta's fluffy and supple ponytail hangs down on the right thigh, and the wound is located on the back leg, as long as the eyes of our barbarian adventurers are slightly biased...

Barrett raised his head with a guilty conscience and looked carefully towards Ivita. The centaur girl was lying among the white flowers, her hair was messy, her eyes were closed, and she had a gesture of asking for anything. This environment, this scene, will inevitably make people some special reverie.

Look at the place I picked, why did I find a flower bush? No wonder everyone's expressions were a little weird at the time. The barbarian thought angrily. He really didn't pay attention to this at the time, only because daisy had a certain inhibitory effect on wound infection, so he chose this place subconsciously.

In the corner of the barbarian's vision, he found that the little mage and others were all hiding far away, but they stretched their necks one by one and tried their best to look at the flowers.

These guys will definitely make fun of me in a while, at least Chris will definitely do it, and Barrett feels a little helpless. Forget it, let them joke, anyway, I didn't do anything wrong! He suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth, so he involuntarily swallowed his saliva and continued to help Ivita deal with the wound.

The festering and dead flesh on the legs of the centaur girl was removed bit by bit. Barrett was very careful in every movement. He didn't want the other party's mouth to make that kind of unintelligible sound that could easily lead to misunderstanding.

How did the first centaurs come about? The work in the hands of the barbarian did not stop, but his brain was scattered randomly. Could it be that, as the businessman Ariel had guessed, it was due to the spread of the ancient beastification curse in a certain period of time, that there were more main material planes, these strange species that are similar to humans, but different?

"The centaurs and us humans can completely give birth to offspring!" For some reason, what the little mage said before, inexplicably resurfaced in Barrett's mind.

This made our barbarian adventurer's eyes involuntarily deviate a little from the wound on the back leg... and he saw something that he shouldn't have seen.

The dagger that pierced the wound suddenly trembled following Barrett's chaotic heartbeat, causing the horse girl Ivita to groan again in pain, "Ah!"

"Oh, sorry." Manzi forced himself to concentrate and stop thinking about those irrelevant things.

"No, it's me who should be sorry." Ivita opened her eyes, "Am I so useless, I can't even endure this little injury." She looked at Barritt in frustration.

The wound on the back leg of the centaur girl is not small, and the degree of inflammation and festering is much deeper than the barbarian imagined. It seems that the withered monster's claws contain a certain amount of toxin, which can make the injury worse over time.

If you want the wound to heal better and avoid hidden dangers in the future, you naturally need to completely remove the necrotic muscles near the wound. In this way, it will inevitably be slightly deeper, so the piercing pain is inevitable. Yes, Barrett reckoned that even he would scream in pain.

Shouting out of pain isn't a big deal, but the voice and tone of your voice are so strange that it's unacceptable.

"Being strong does not mean enduring." Barrett comforted the other party with a paragraph of a long poem. "Pain is not meant to keep us silent." ', but the centaur girl didn't cry at this time, so it would be a little out of place to force her to do it.

Our barbarian adventurers are still flexible.

"Although I don't understand it very well, I feel that what you said makes sense." Iveta's bright eyes stared at Barrit, and the white tail mane fluttered slightly.

"That's not what I said, and I don't know where I heard it." The barbarian told the truth. He knew that he was just a passer-by on the vast sea grassland, so he didn't really want to do anything with the other party.

Although he did see some parts that he shouldn't have seen, and got up more than once, it was a last resort, not to mention the centaurs don't seem to care about them.

"Can you tell me~www.mtlnovel.com~ why did you come to the Vast Sea Grassland?" The centaur girl asked softly.

"Actually, my purpose is very simple." Barrett answered truthfully, "One of my swords is broken, and there is no way to repair it with traditional casting techniques, so I plan to go to the holy place of elves 'Los Lorin', please those The elves helped me restore the sword with their unique craftsmanship."

"Just to repair a weapon?" Ivita became curious about this. "Then this weapon must be very important to you, so that you have to repair it even thousands of miles away."

"Yes." Barrett nodded. "It's been with me since I was an adult. It's almost twenty years."

"Does it have a name?"

"can not say?"

"Nothing that can't be said, it's just that the name is a little embarrassing. Well, it's called 'Iron Bride', yes, 'Iron Bride', a very strong girl."

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