Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 661 The Red-haired Wolfblood Queen
In Gus's golden tent, everyone's attention shifted to the girl whose true face was revealed.

"Are you going to plead for him?" Gus's turbid and greedy eyes licked Heshia like a snake. At this time, his mind was probably full of thoughts of mating.

Similarly, the other people in the tent were not much better. After all, in this land, most people lived a hard life and usually slept in the open air. Even among the young women, few had fair and tender skin, not to mention that this girl had a good foundation and a flawless and dreamy appearance.

"I'm not begging for mercy. I just want to say that this is the slave I bought, and you can't treat him like this." Her voice was so soft that it made people feel like they were bathing in the breeze and clear spring water. There was a special magic that made people intoxicated.

If this girl sings, she will definitely sound great. Many people present had this thought.

“Hohoho——”

Gus couldn't help but laugh. He originally wanted to mock someone for daring to say such things in front of him, but after seeing the girl, he didn't feel offended at all. He just felt it was quite interesting.

At this time, representatives from other settlements in the tent also laughed. For a while, the tent was filled with laughter. Everyone looked at Heshia with curiosity, greed, and all kinds of desires.

"If you paid yesterday, he would indeed be your slave, but this is the Wolfblood King's camp. What I'm saying are the rules. Don't be so naive, little girl." He was in a rare good mood and explained to the girl, but it was impossible for him to give in.

"But he doesn't have to die. The question is what are you going to give him in exchange? Why don't you stay with us for one night? I might let this guy go."

Tilan was not surprised to hear this. It was not like she had not seen this kind of overflowing animal desire before. After all, she had a certain understanding of her own appearance and charm, otherwise she would not have covered it up so often.

Although I am very grateful to my mother for giving me a good appearance, I sometimes have to sigh that a girl who is too beautiful will indeed encounter more dangers if she does not have the corresponding strength to protect herself.

"I won't agree to such a thing." Tilan shook her head, wondering whether she should take action or not. It's not that she couldn't win, but it just felt a bit cumbersome.

If you beat the younger ones, the older ones will probably run out. If you don't kill them all, you might end up making enemies, which will lead to all kinds of troubles.

Just when she felt that talking would not solve the problem and was about to draw out an ice sword to show her strength, a figure in the corner of the tent quickly ran to Gus and explained beside him.

After listening, Gus's eyes changed when he looked at Tilan, and he became a little uncertain. At this time, Tilan also noticed that the figure was a gray-feathered species.

Afterwards, Gus touched his chin, and seeing his attitude change, the others in the tent gradually quieted down.

"What's your name?" Gus finally asked her name instead of simply treating her as a pretty girl.

"My name is Heshia." The girl answered briefly.

After listening to this, Gus tapped the armrest with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something. Then he waved his hand to let a guard next to him come over, then he pulled out the guard's knife and threw it in front of the girl.

"If you can break this knife with your bare hands, I will let him go."

Such a request puzzled the other people in the tent, but they did not dare to ask questions. They just discussed it in a low voice and waited to see how the girl would respond.

This guy actually gave himself a way out.

Tilan raised her hand, and the knife on the ground automatically floated up. This scene stunned many people in the tent. Although extraordinary people are not rare, it is rare for someone as young as her to be able to control it so freely.

Afterwards, Tilan lightly flicked her fingers in the air, and the long sword forged from steel turned into scattered pieces like broken glass, falling to the ground with a clang.

"Is this okay?"

Looking at the blade fragments piled on the ground, Gus nodded, "He is yours."

Although the girl looked weak and beautiful and he wanted to occupy her, everything in this land was based on strength. If you were strong enough, you could gain the respect of others.

"Wait a moment, pick up his severed finger first." Tilan said.

In response, the guards in the tent looked at Gus, and when they saw him nod, they did as they were told.

Soon, the fingers that had been cleaned of mud were placed on a plate with a cloth and brought to the girl.

Taking the plate, Tilan walked up to the Butterfly-Eyed man who had fainted from the pain and asked someone to lift his wrist.

Afterwards, under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the severed fingers were successfully reattached one by one. Not only did the wounds heal, but the unconscious man also moved unconsciously due to the pain and stimulation, and his fingers began to move again.

This healing method was like a miracle, and it stunned the people in the tent. Even the guards who had originally been disdainful were stunned.

"My holy sun, what kind of miraculous power is this? It can actually be reconnected intact."

"It's so rare. I've never heard of such a healing ability that can completely restore something."

"Is it possible that I am dazzled? I can do this."

Various sounds were heard in the tent, and now everyone's attention was shifted to Tilan's miraculous healing ability.

"Come here, use water to wake him up." Gus wanted to see whether the finger of this butterfly-eyed man had recovered or whether the flesh had just been reattached.

"Yes."

Then, someone poured water on the butterfly-eyed man's face, causing him to slowly wake up.

"I... this is." He saw so many people surrounding him, as if they wanted to eat him. Even as a warrior, this butterfly-eyed man was frightened.

His limbs flailing hurriedly, he struggled to climb up from the wooden board. Just as he was about to find a chance to escape, someone threw a wine glass at him, which he swept away with one hand. Then someone threw a cover cloth, which he caught and threw away. Just as he was rushing towards the exit of the tent, he was stopped by several guards in full armor. These guards, who were both strong and extraordinary, tied him up again and took him to the middle of the tent. The whole process was seen by those present, and they were sure at this time that his finger should have fully recovered.

Pop, pop, pop.

Gus clapped a few times, then looked at Heshia.

"Very powerful healing abilities and methods, Miss Heshia, you have earned my respect. Come, give this lady a seat."

The guard then cleared an empty seat next to Gus, arranged a new chair, and invited Heshia to take a seat.

Thinking about the large amount of food purchased this time, she would inevitably have to deal with the senior management of Wang Ying, so Tilan did not refuse but sat down.

"From now on, this butterfly-eyed creature will be handed over to Miss Heshia for disposal." He waved his hand and asked the guards to take the butterfly-eyed creature on the ground to the corner of the tent and cover its mouth to prevent it from making any noise.

Then everyone's attention and topic shifted to the girl who sat down. Many people were curious about her identity and why Gus changed his mind after the gray feather species said a few words.

"I heard from the scholars from Stone Forest Castle that Miss Heshia is a great person. She is proficient in many subjects and has extensive knowledge. She has also saved many people from the insect plague."

"Originally, I was a little skeptical. After all, there are many false rumors. But today I am really eye-opening."

"Come, come, pour some wine for Miss Heshia." He called out, and two maids in the tent brought wine and washed fruits to Heshia. "It's Miss Heshia." The people in the tent echoed again, even though many people didn't know this name at all.

After some greetings, Gus asked Tilan why she came to the Wolf Blood King's camp.

"So it's to purchase food for the disaster victims." After hearing this, Gus praised him, but there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

In his opinion, this was the behavior of a fool. A person like Heshia would be followed by a large group of people wherever he went. Now he was running around for a few worthless disaster victims. It was really a waste of his life.

"I don't know how much Miss Heshia wants. We have a lot in reserve, but we need to exchange it for something valuable." He continued to inquire.

……

"It's actually going to be enough to feed 1800 people for two months?" Gus wondered if he had heard it wrong. He originally thought it was just a small matter, and at most he would just need to buy some food for the settlement of 100 people.

1800 people is the total population of many of the settlements represented here. Usually only large settlements have so many people. Such forces are well-known on the grassland and are not unknown.

"This amount is not small. Are you sure you can afford it, Miss Heshia?" His eyes became greedy again.

"If it's an exchange, the goods I brought may not be enough." The girl browsed the prices at the market these two days and found that food was not cheap.

"I think this is also a problem. How about this, Miss Heshia stays in the royal camp and serves as the camp's physician. I can report to the Queen and have her approve some reserve food for you."

"How long will it take for me to serve as a doctor before I can provide enough food in exchange?" Tilan did not refuse immediately.

"This..." Gus calculated in his mind.

"It will take at least five years."

"Five years, that is almost 1800 days. The value of one day of mine is equivalent to two months of food for an ordinary person, right?" Tilan stroked the hair beside her ear with her fingers. This unconscious action made the people around her stunned again.

"That's right. This is quite a high salary." Gus shook his head and ears, and the fat on his chest trembled.

It sounds high, but Tilan feels that she cannot stay on this planet for five years. After all, there is a mess in the Federation waiting for her to clean up when she returns, and there will be too many variables after five years.

"I'm afraid I can't do it. It will take too long." The girl shook her head slightly and said something that deeply disappointed the people around her.

"During my stay, um, up to six days, I can provide free medical treatment to the people in the camp as compensation. As for how much you charge the patients, I won't ask. Just consider it as a reward to the camp."

"I wonder if you can agree to this suggestion." After saying that, Tilan tilted her head slightly and looked at Gus who was sitting not far away.

"Haha, how come..." Originally, Gus wanted to refuse on the spot, but looking at that pair of blue eyes, his mind couldn't help but immerse in them, and the girl's gentle voice kept echoing in his mind, making him gradually lose the idea of ​​resistance.

"This...maybe it's a good idea." To the surprise of others, Gus agreed without any bargaining.

After a few seconds, Gus came back to his senses and touched his chin, wondering why he agreed just now. It was probably because the girl was so beautiful and had such a nice voice.

No matter what, after all, he had agreed in front of so many people, and even he couldn't suddenly change his mind. This would really undermine his dignity and demeanor, like a spoiled child.

But he still felt uncomfortable in his heart for suffering such a loss, so after thinking about it, he stood up and walked towards the girl. His nearly 2-meter-tall fat body pressed down on her like a mountain.

"Ms. Heshia, since you agreed to be the doctor, I also have some problems that I need you to treat."

"What's the problem?" Tilan stood up and took a few steps back to keep some distance.

"Look at my body that is getting fatter and fatter." Gus patted his belly and the fat on it moved everywhere.

"Please, Miss Heshia, cure my obesity and restore my strong physique of my youth." This request was a bit difficult, but due to his authority, no one else in the tent dared to say anything.

"I can think of a way to get rid of obesity, but I can't restore a strong physique. Mr. Gus needs to exercise on his own." Tilan shook his head.

"Hahaha, Miss Heshia, you're joking. You can definitely do it, right?" As he said that, he continued to walk towards Heshia, trying to block the direction and space for her escape.

As expected, this low-level charm technique has many flaws.

According to the tradition of the singers, she would not learn this kind of magic that could temporarily shake the opponent's judgment, because in the eyes of the singers, doing so is ultimately just a form of deception, which will definitely be discovered by the opponent and produce a rebellious effect.

It was just that she had recently seen the foxtail species being used, so she studied the principle a bit and tried it herself this time.

"Since Mr. Gus asked me to, I will give it a try." Tilan closed her eyes slightly, then opened them again. This time her temperament had completely changed, and she was like a standing glacier. Just one glance at her made Gus feel cold from head to toe. He was filled with fear of the unknown, and even his body became a little stiff.

As soon as she finished speaking, Tilan raised her hand, and a bunch of ice knives emitting cold air appeared at her side. Just as she was about to perform a fat-removing operation on this fat mountain, the other party finally broke free from his stiffness, turned his face away and hurriedly tried to stop her.

"Wait, wait, I suddenly feel that this body of flesh is still useful." At this moment, Gus also felt something was wrong. He originally thought that it was a beautiful and useful blue canary, but he did not expect that the other party really had the means and strength.

Gus, who looked unhappy, was helped to sit down slowly. The atmosphere in the tent became quiet at this time. Everyone realized that Gus had suffered a great loss, but they did not dare to laugh at him or flatter him for fear of offending both parties.

On the other side, Tilan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the tent had finally calmed down. At least she didn't have to kill anyone. To be honest, if possible, she really didn't want to use violence. After all, this approach didn't quite fit her personality and style. But if she really had no choice, she would not give up using violence.

After eating some fruit, Tilan stood up and said goodbye. At this time, Gus did not stop her, but asked someone to help Tilan send the tied-up Butterfly Eyed Seed back.

The day passed uneventfully. After Tilan returned to the camp, she received a message saying that the tent for her to practice her medical skills would be ready tomorrow, and Heshia needed to go there at nine o'clock in the morning to start.

"I understand." Tilan nodded, and then asked the guard who delivered the message to go back.

Soon, word spread in the camp about a high-level doctor who could treat severed limbs. Some people even saw posted notices saying that the doctor could treat various injuries and diseases, but patients had to prepare money.

At night, in Wang Ying's main tent, a woman with long wine-red hair leaned against the back of a huge, soft chair, her narrow eyes looking down at the fat man crawling on the ground below.

"...So you were scared by her, right?"

"Well, it's like this." Knowing that continuing to quibble would only displease the queen in front of him, Gus had to admit the fact.

"hehe."

The Wolf Blood Queen leaned on the huge chair and chuckled a few times. The light in her eyes flickered, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking. Her body seemed to be twice as big as a normal person. She might be four meters tall when she stood up, and even when she was sitting, she could overlook Gus below. Her arms were slender, with no obvious muscles, and her legs were white and round, showing a strong sense of strength even under the black cloth. She gently hooked her nearly ten-centimeter-long blood-red nails, picked up the transparent wine glass beside her, and slowly poured it into her mouth to taste.

"Go down. If she performs well tomorrow, bring all the slaves in the camp over to her for treatment."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gus bowed respectfully, then stood up and slowly left the main tent.

(End of this chapter)