The wound was cracked.

When Soren loosened his spear, blood was already oozing out of his legs.

The initial battle was slightly better, but the last two jump attacks directly caused his injuries to worsen. The wound that had already been crusted again due to the transition, and seemed to be a little worse than the beginning. Sorrent was a little limping when walking and had to let other caravan guards get on their horses.

But the effort is worth it!

This time, Sauron directly obtained 1,800 killing experience. If he wanted, he could now be promoted to level 6 thief.

"Let the caravan come first."

Sauron glanced at the captain of the guard and saw that the other party was also looking at him, he immediately said in a deep voice: "These bugs are of great value."

"But it's hard for a few of us to dig out and let others come and help."

“Besides.”

"I think you need some money, too."

After saying that, he looked at the other soldiers. One serious injury and six minor injuries were better. At most, they were scratched by the digging worms and could recover after one or two days of cultivation. However, the seriously injured soldier broke an arm, which means that his future career would end like this. It is impossible for ordinary people to get the extremely expensive "breaking limb regeneration" cost. The casting materials and expenses of high-level magic are basically more than 3,000 Jindlers.

And there is also a corresponding price. (The vitality of the pastor)

Otherwise, Sauron wouldn't have been delayed for half a month after being seriously injured before inviting someone to perform the "high-level recovery technique"!

According to the convention of this line.

If you encounter monster robbers on the way to guard the caravan, the spoils obtained from the battle belong to the caravan's guards.

The money received was also handed over to them to settle the wounded and provide pensions.

No one died this time.

It is already a relatively lucky thing. You should know that there will be some casualties when challenging the digging worms beyond the level. (The digging worm creature level is 10, and the average professional level of the caravan guards is 6-7.)

"mark."

The captain of the guard nodded and ordered to someone: "Go and call them over."

"Let's go and drag these bugs out."

"Be careful of their blood."

"The blood of these things is acidic. You can wrap it in a cloth and try not to get it directly."

Soren did not help this time. He just sat on the horse and watched, saying, "The most valuable part of the ground-digging insects is the shell on the head, which can be used to make armor and is also the hardest part of their bodies."

"Did you see the carapace beside your mouth?"

"It can be used as an arm armor component there, it is something that is easy to take off your hands."

"Put off the frontal head."

"This is a natural enchanted shield, which can be used as long as it is built. It can be sold in the city for 150 Jindlers."

"The carapaces at the tail are peeled off."

"These are used to make half-body armor. The shells on the back are basically useless, and they are not very good in size."

"Unless you can find a master to make tower shields."

"The meat of these things is useless."

"The blood is easy to get rid of in the swamp, but basically no one needs it here."

"Let someone dig out the heart."

"Some wizards need such a strong heart, and they should be able to exchange for more than ten Jindlers."

As Sauron said, he directed them to dismember the ground-digging worms and take out the materials that could be replaced with gold coins. The respect on the faces of others became more and more obvious, not only because Sauron ended the two ground-digging worms, but more importantly, his rich knowledge. This kind of teammate with rich knowledge and experienced knowledge is the most popular. They can discover wealth that others don’t know and maximize the benefits obtained from the battle.

They do need a sum of money.

Because the seriously injured comrade needed a retirement fee, at least it would be enough for him to buy a piece of land and ensure his financial resources for the second half of his life.

The caravan came soon.

The merchants directed their friends to help, dragged the digging worms out of the ground, and then loaded the valuable things into a big cart.

A small team of caravan guards were on guard, and everyone else was busy.

After the tense battle, the caravan guards rarely showed a smile on their faces, because according to Soren, the three digging worms had nearly 1,500 Jindlers after they got rid of their hands. It was almost equivalent to the employment expenses they received on this trip. Even if the retirement pension fee they received was deducted for seriously injured comrades, each of them could get more than ten Jindlers.

The captain of the guard had already discussed with them before he started to deal with the body.

He took 10% of the gains, the seriously injured Xhosa received 1.5% (pension fees), the injured others received 20% (6 people), the fighters received 1.5% (9 people), the fighters received 1.5% (18 people), and in the end, Sauron received 30% of the remaining ones.

This is a very fair distribution principle.

Because Sauron put a lot of effort into this battle, and it wouldn't be so easy without him.

Maybe someone will die in battle!

The principle of relatively fair distribution is the most important thing for the team to maintain, which is more important than friendship that fights side by side.

With about 200 Jindler's wealth, combined with past savings, the injured teammates returned to their hometown to buy about 100 acres of land, and asked him to hire farmers to farm and become a rich peasant class. This basically ensured that his financial resources would be for the rest of his life and would not be very poor because of his broken arm.

In fact, many adventurers care about this very much!

Because they are doing business with blood on the edge of the knife, no one knows when they will be unable to lift the knife.

The caravan quickly continued to move forward.

Because the caravan guards respected Sauron, the other merchants and friends also became much more awe of him, with a hint of curiosity on their faces.

Wanderer.

These people are either infamous thieves or legends in the wild.

Those who are alone in the wilderness are qualified to become the protagonist of the story in the minstrels. (For example, the male protagonist of Aragon's "The Lord of the Rings".)

On the carriage.

The mysterious woman glanced at the corpse of the digging worm, as if she felt the fierce battle that began, and said, "Let the merchant prepare a pension."

"I only get 20% of the profit this time."

The servant in charge quickly stepped down and began to discuss with the merchants.

Obviously.

She didn't realize that Sauron had maximized the benefits of the battle.

After the mysterious woman finished speaking, she glanced at Soren, noticed the blood on his thigh, and frowned slightly, "Come on the carriage."

"The wound on your leg needs to be stitched, otherwise it will be difficult to heal."

Sauron felt the injury on his thigh, then got off the horse, and staggered into the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is very spacious.

There are soft wool cloth everywhere, and you can feel very comfortable inside just by just a glance. There is a low table in the middle, with a metal copper stove (unknown) and a pair of tarot cards thrown on it. It is said that the Northland witches can rely on them to predict good and bad luck. There is a faint fragrance in the air, and it is impossible to tell what it smells, but it makes people feel clear-headed, a bit like the auxiliary spices for wizards to prepare for memory spells.

The mysterious woman bent down and searched, her plump and round buttocks looked like a full moon, and she couldn't help but attract Sauron's gaze.

Looking directly at a woman's buttocks is very rude, especially when the other party is helping him deal with the wound.

So Sauron quickly looked away and placed his clothes under his thighs to prevent blood from falling on these valuable furs.

"Do you do it yourself? Or let me do it?"

The mysterious woman took out a curved silver needle and a translucent thin thread, which was made of special materials and would not cause the wound infection to worsen.

Sauron took a look and said in a deep voice: "I'll do it myself."

"That's OK."

The mysterious woman lit a candle, put the silver needle on it and baked it for a while, then put on a translucent thin thread and handed it to Sauron.

"Si!"

Soren took the silver needle to untie the bandaged wound, then stabbed it into the flesh with the silver needle, and passed it through the suture. The pain made him gasp for air conditioning, and then gritted his teeth and sewed it bit by bit. This level of injury must be sutured to heal quickly, otherwise it would not work even with the healing potion. A slightly violent activity may cause the wound to crack again. Although the healing potion has some of the effects of mana and magic, it is not omnipotent after all.

When Sauron sewed nearly half a foot of the wound, he was covered in cold sweat!

The mysterious woman kept staring at him silently and said, "It seems that you have learned medical bandage?"

“This is a necessary capability in the wild.”

Sauron replied casually, then took out a bandage and applied plaster, and carefully wrapped it around the wound.

A row of data emerged at the same time:

“Sewing successfully.”

"You have successfully sewed the wound!...Relieve your injuries!..."

“Medical + 2.”

At this time, Sauron had time to look at his data page and found that there were many more skills on it.

They are all very commonly used basic skills.

“Name:Soren.
To be continued...