Path of Light.

Chapter 590 591. Old Priest

I heard that there is an old priest living in the wanderer camp. He opened a clinic in the camp and made a living by treating injured demon hunters. He is very famous in the wanderer camp and knows almost all the demon hunters in the camp.

The consultation fee he charges varies from person to person. Generally, the more famous the demon hunter is, the more expensive the consultation fee he has to pay.

The dwarf warrior did not go to the old priest for treatment because he felt that the old priest's fee was unreasonable. He wanted to rely on the strong physique of the dwarves to force the dark energy out of his body...

Even if Roy didn't dare to come over to treat him, the dwarf warrior would slowly recover after a few days...

Roy lay down beside the tent and soon regained his mobility.

Since the sacred particles in the dark land were extremely thin, the power of holy light in his body recovered very slowly.

Roy first gave a comprehensive examination to the injured dwarf warrior in Evely's demon hunter team and found that the dwarf warrior was mainly contaminated with dark energy. The dwarf warrior's injuries could be healed by performing purification magic.

The dwarf warrior was holding a wine glass in his hand while doing the inspection.

He generously invited Roy to have a drink...

Roy smiled and rejected the dwarf warrior's proposal, and warned the dwarf warrior that it would be better not to drink when the dark aura was on his body.
The dwarf warrior agreed with a grunt, but Roy knew very well that the dwarf warrior didn't pay much attention to his warnings.

Although the dwarf warrior's troubles could be solved by casting a purification spell, Roy planned to wait a little longer this time. He wanted to let the power of holy light in his body recover a little before treating this dwarf warrior who loved drinking.

Roy then proposed to Evely that he wanted to visit the old priest...

Evely stood outside the camp and pointed out the location of the old priest's residence to Roy. To be honest, this wanderer camp was not that big. Everyone just built some tents around the campfire.

Evely told Roy that there were a lot of blood-stained gauze hanging outside the old priest's clinic, and some bottles and jars were also hanging outside the tent.

The tent was very shabby and there was a lot of debris piled outside.

Roy stood at the door of the tent, looked inside the tent, and asked in Elvish:

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

He was a very old elf, without a trace of holiness about him. He looked rather thin, with cloudy eyes, and wore a dirty linen robe. He did not look like a priest at all.

He opened the door curtain and looked up at Roy.

The old priest invited Roy into the tent. The tent was very dirty and smelled of corruption and grease. There were two beds placed side by side in the tent, which almost occupied all the space in the tent.

The old priest pointed to the stool beside the bed and said to Roy:

"Please sit down! ...Priest?"

Roy nodded and explained to the old priest:

“But I don’t believe in Lady Liberty.”

"Oh?" The old priest looked surprised and said to Roy solemnly, "I thought you were also a young priest who fell behind in the expedition. It seems that I was wrong. They call me Old Pike. I have lived in this wanderer camp for a long time. What do you want from me?"

Roy didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose: "Have you ever seen a high priest named Reed?"

Old Pike shook his head and said:

"I am the accompanying priest of the first expeditionary force. There is no priest named Reed in my team. I don't know if there is a high priest named Reed in other teams..."

When Roy heard Old Pike say that he was the accompanying priest of the first expeditionary force, he thought that he might not know High Priest Reed.

High Priest Reed accepted the call of the Golfito Statue of Liberty and joined the third Statue of Liberty expeditionary force...

Since the other party didn't know High Priest Reed, Roy prepared to say goodbye to Old Parker.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was opened from outside, and a strong human walked in. He was wearing a set of silver magic armor, a sword hanging on his waist, two axes on his back, and a pair of eyes revealing murderous intent...

"Old Pike, hurry up and treat Hans's wound. He was scratched by a shadow demon and was poisoned. He looks very bad!" After the human strong man rushed into the tent, he hurriedly said to the old priest.

His voice was so loud that it made the whole tent buzz.

The old priest looked embarrassed and said very tactfully:
"Today I have used up all my priest power. I need to rest for a while. I can't release Holy Light until tomorrow noon..."

The strong man ignored the old priest's words. He bent down and said loudly to the old priest: "Old Pike, please help. Maybe Hans will die before tomorrow noon. As long as you are willing to save my good brother Hans, we are willing to double the medical fee!" "This is not a matter of adding money. You know, this is a dark place. Our holy light power recovers very slowly. What can I do?"

The old priest said with an embarrassed look on his face, then his expression changed, and he narrowed his eyes like a cunning fox and asked tentatively:

"Are you really willing to pay twice the consultation fee? You should know that as the most famous demon hunting team in the Wanderer Camp, your consultation fee is very expensive."

"When have I ever failed to fulfill my promise to you?" the strong human man assured, patting his chest.

“Carry him in…” The old priest waved his hand at the strong human man, and then muttered, “Although I have exhausted the power of Holy Light, I have a way to make your companion hold on until tomorrow noon. Once my Holy Light power recovers, I can help heal his injuries!”

The sturdy human turned and walked out of the tent, just in time to see Roy standing in the corner.

He stared at Roy suspiciously, his eyes constantly moving around the magic pattern suit Roy was wearing.

The sturdy man pursed his lips, stared at Roy and asked:
"Why haven't I seen you before... new here?"

The old priest reached out and pushed Roy, urging him, "Boy, go and lend a hand, carry the injured person in and put him on the bed."

Then he turned to the strong human and said loudly, "He is here to learn medicine from me. You carry him in and go back and wait. Come and take your companion away tomorrow afternoon."

He pretended to stare at Roy's back and frowned at the old priest.

Currently, the person with the most transcendent status in the wanderer camp is the old priest who can heal the demon hunters. Although the strong man was a little envious of Roy's magic pattern structure, he did not want to make enemies with the old priest, so he could only walk out of the tent in disappointment.

The strong human carried an injured companion into the tent and carefully placed him on the bed.

Only then did Roy realize that the two large beds placed side by side in the tent were used to treat patients. No wonder the old priest had just asked Roy to sit on a low stool.

The injured man's abdomen was almost torn apart by some sharp weapon, and his intestines were almost flowing out. It was not known what kind of hemostatic technique the other party used. Although his abdomen was torn apart, he did not continue to bleed.

The injured man was still conscious at this time, looking at the old priest eagerly, and asked him in a trembling voice:

"Old Parker, do you think I can be saved? Can I be saved after being injured like this?"

"All the intestines are cut off? The other organs are fine, the liver, spleen and kidneys are not damaged. Only the internal organs are contaminated with black magic energy and need to be cleared. Don't worry, your good brother has agreed to pay me double the medical fee. Even for that medical fee, I, old Pike, will definitely rescue you. I guarantee that after your injury is healed, you can still go out and hunt dark creatures alive and well!" The old priest patted his chest and promised.

When the injured man heard Old Parker say this, he immediately calmed down.

The strong human was also standing at the door of the tent. He bowed his head and said to the old priest: "Old Pike, Hans will be left to your care!"

After saying that, he threw a bag to the old priest, and then the group of demon hunters turned and left...

The old priest found a small spray bottle from the pile of debris outside the tent. He rinsed the bottle casually, poured some diluted green medicine into the bottle, and sprayed it on the injured man's abdomen. The green medicine quickly formed a layer of protective oil film on the injured man's abdomen.

He poured a little more medicine, put the glass tube directly into the injured man's mouth, and said to him:

"Go to sleep, have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, your injury may have healed. You will need to take good care of yourself for a while."

The injured man gradually closed his eyes amid the old priest's nagging.

"They are the most powerful group of demon hunters in this exile camp. You must keep your distance from them in the future, otherwise you might be devoured by them without leaving even a bone..." The old priest whispered to Roy in a very low voice.

He talked a lot and Roy listened very carefully.

When he finally left, Roy stood at the entrance of the tent, bowed to the old priest, and said sincerely:
"Thank you, Old Pike."

After leaving Old Pike's tent, Roy's ears were still ringing with Old Pike's words:

"This is the Exile Camp. You can treat it as an area where no dark creatures can enter for the time being. You can rest here, or trade with other demon hunters. But you must never let down your guard, because the dangers lurking here... are often more deadly."

'No demon hunter is good, but it cannot be said that all demon hunters here are evil.'

'Although good and evil are opposites, they also coexist. When your strength is recognized by everyone, you will get the respect you deserve in this camp, and you will feel everyone's kindness. When you are a useless weakling, there will definitely be people who will bare their sharp fangs at you.'

"The demon hunters living in the dark land are all powerful and savage, so you must always be vigilant..."

(End of this chapter)