Under the Oak Tree - Chapter 108
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Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Max walked up to Ruth with her eyes widened, looking at his face. He looked very pale and she wasnt sure if it was because of exhaustion from continuously exerting himself using healing magic.

Ruth sighed in exhaustion and crouched down next to a guard carefully lifting the mans broken arm where the bone was poking out through the skin.

Can you grab hold of his shoulders, my Lady?

Max took a look at the face of the unconscious guard for a moment and then raised both of her hands to his shoulders. Then, Ruth pulled on the broken arm and realigned the bone.

Immediately, the guards eyes opened, he let out a scream and twisted his body. Max almost fell to the floor by his power.

Please hold on tight!

She could barely keep her balance and pressed hard on the guards body. After Ruth fixed his arm straight, he covered the open wound which was trickling blood with his hands. Then a white light wrapped around the injury.

Max stared at the sight with her eyes wide. The healing magic she remembers felt rather cold and icy. After being whipped by her father till her skin was tattered, if she were to receive treatment from the cleric, she always remembered feeling like a block of ice was being rubbed on her skin.

But the light surrounding the guard now looked warm and soft, like the spring sun. Max secretly touched the light. She felt the warm heat that seemed to melt the tips of her fingers, just as she touched the tree next to the pavilion the other day.

The claws and teeth of a werewolf are poisonous. Please give him this antidote when he regains consciousness. No. mix it first with boiling water and then have him drink it.

Max shook off the strange feeling she was having and hurried up to get up.

I-lll g-go and boil w-wa-ter in the p-pot right away.

Thank you, my Lady.

Ruth lay resting on the edge of the makeshift bed of piled-up straws with a fatigued look and caught his breath. It seems that the healing magic consumed a lot of energy.

During his break, Max left the barracks and asked the maid to brew medicinal tea and bring it to them. She was heading to the barracks with firewood for the brazier, and suddenly saw the guards and knights gathered in the open space burning the corpses of werewolves.

Max froze at the terrifying scene. As the smell of burning meat touched her nose, nausea that she was just barely holding back erupted in her throat.

Max put down the firewood and quickly jumped into the woods. Her inside was beating violently. She squatted on a tree stump and vomit