Chapter 47 |
“Oh~ such a polite little friend. It might hurt a lot later, so endure it yourself, alright!” Montoya kindly reminded him with some mockery in his tone.
“O-okay……”
Marco swallowed again. Even though he had already gone through countless painful modifications, facing a being like this for the first time still made him fearful from the bottom of his heart.
The next moment, Montoya’s viscous blood mist directly wrapped around him!
Immediately afterward, before Marco could scream, it thoughtfully dissolved his vocal cords first.
Amid Marco’s terrified emotions, Montoya began resetting his flesh.
The tissues, organs, blood, and bones inside his body were swallowed away bit by bit, then regenerated. The degree of pain went without saying.
Fortunately, Montoya was not really trying to torture him. What he swallowed first was the nervous system, and what he regenerated last was also the nervous system.
This caused most of Marco’s painful process to remain in an insensate chaotic state, with only the excruciating pain at the beginning and the end remaining crystal clear.
“M-my lord, the boss, he… he’ll be alright, right?”
“He will be fine, though how much of his strength remains is unknown.”
Isos’s hollow reply made everyone’s hearts tighten. But when they thought that the boss would no longer have to worry about suddenly dying, that was also good. At the very least, he could properly live as a normal person now.
About half an hour later, a completely naked boy and a pile of clothes and equipment were spat out by the blood mist.
“Ptoo ptoo ptoo! What kind of trash is all this? The texture tastes awful!”
Montoya felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a mouthful of rotten expired flesh.
“All done?”
“All done.”
Isos’s invisible gaze swept across Mino, who was nervously watching from the side. A shadow mark quietly remained inside him. Without leaving behind a single word, he and Montoya vanished without a trace.
The vegetable-selling auntie was the first to react. She hurried forward and began dressing Marco, her movements extremely practiced.
She clearly noticed that the boss’s body no longer had the cold, stiff sense of incongruity it once had, but was instead full of vitality and life like that of a real child.
“How’s the boss?” Only then did the others gather around and ask with concern.
“He’s fine. I checked him. The boss has only fallen asleep for now.” The vegetable-selling auntie held Marco in her arms, as gently as though she were holding her own grandson.
“Let him sleep well.”
“Who… who can tell me…”
At this moment, Mino, who had finally recovered from the series of shocks, spoke in a muffled voice. His huge bear face was filled with bewilderment and confusion.
“What exactly… is going on here?”
***
Coral Thorn City Harbor.
A group of utterly weakened bearman warriors, soaked through and carrying injuries, arduously dragged their unconscious elder from the sea back onto the shore.
Every warrior’s face was filled with exhaustion and dejection. They did not even know whether this mission counted as completed, and their own elder had also been seriously injured.
At this moment, their minds were in complete chaos. They could only bring their elder back to camp for treatment first and set everything else aside.
When they carried the unconscious Baruk back to the camp, the foxman elder Mick had already been waiting outside the tent for quite some time.
“Leave him to me.”
Mick’s voice was gentle. He had already learned in advance about the Blackrock Bearman Tribe’s situation. Their healers were all ordinary apothecaries, and their ability to treat the wounded was much worse.
But for him, a great druid, this was very easy.
The bearman warriors were extremely cooperative. Elder Mick was already their tribe’s most honored guest and most trusted ally.
Mick raised his staff. Gentle green radiance filled with vitality gathered at the tip of the staff and turned into a crystalline seed, which softly drifted down and merged into Baruk’s thick chest.
Emerald light flowed across his body like ripples of water, probing and repairing the damaged flesh.
“Fortunately, it is only severe physical damage caused by the powerful impact. Some of the internal organs were shattered and displaced, and there are multiple bone fractures. Neither the soul nor the will has suffered any obvious damage. After a period of rest and recuperation, he will fully recover.”
“During this time, you may use some herbs to speed up his recovery, but remember not to let him move recklessly. Quite a few of his bones are shattered and need to slowly break down and regenerate.”
Mick did not stay long. After dealing with Baruk’s injuries, he comforted the bearmen a little, then left.
He now needed to visit the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce to see how this incident would be handled.
But he felt that the bearmen probably should not be held responsible for this, because no one could guarantee that if someone else had gone, those lunatics from the Shadow Guild would not also have self-destructed!
But no one could say for sure. He needed to go and make some rounds.
***
Mills had also already received the detailed report on the warehouse explosion.
The range affected by this explosion had been too great. The areas around the warehouse had all suffered extensive damage. There were not many casualties, but there were still some unlucky people who had unfortunately been crushed to death.
According to the agreement with the several leaders, this kind of situation counted as an accident, and they did not need to bear responsibility.
As for the damaged property and the unlucky people who were injured or killed, they could only blame their own bad luck and bear the losses themselves.
Now the only troublesome matter was the contract with Baruk.
According to their agreement, this kind of accident should also count as each side bearing its own risks. So the contract should be considered void.
But the bearmen really had put in effort and suffered injuries. He could not truly act as if he had nothing at all to show for it.
Then he really would not know how to ‘conduct himself.’
But now he did not know what he should give.
Money?
That did not seem appropriate either.
Selling land was impossible. He was not that generous.
Mills rubbed his round chin.
How about… renting land to them at a low price?
That seemed feasible. He just did not know whether they would agree to such a proposal.
Knock knock knock!
Urgent knocking sounded once again.
Mills’s face twitched. Could it be that old bear had come running over?
Could it be that terrifying explosion had not even put him down?
“Come in.”
The secretary pushed open the door and entered, respectfully reporting:
“President, a foxman elder named Mick has come to visit. He wishes to learn from you about matters concerning cooperation related to the bearman tribe.”
“Oh?!” Mills was somewhat surprised.
“I’ll go right away!”
Mills immediately stood up, straightened his robe a little, piled the professional smile back onto his face, and quickly walked toward the reception room.
***
At this moment inside the reception room, the foxman elder Mick was carefully savoring the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce’s tea.
It was said that this was a beverage developed by a mysterious shareholder of the Coral Thorn City branch of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce. It was deeply sought after by major merchant groups and nobles alike, and had already become the standard high-end hospitality drink of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce.
He could taste that it was a mutated variety cultivated from Blue Moon Grass, but he was unable to distinguish the other mysterious ingredients fused into it.
After drinking this tea, one’s mind became calm and one’s thoughts clear. Its unique silver-blue color and crisp, lingering sweetness made him praise it sincerely from the bottom of his heart.
‘When the opportunity comes, I must visit this mysterious shareholder and discuss the mysteries of plant fusion.’
Just as Mick was savoring the aftertaste of the tea, the doors to the reception room were gently pushed open.
Mills walked in, overflowing with smiles.
“Elder Mick, thank you for waiting so long! My apologies, my apologies!”
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