Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 15 Captain of the Guard
At this moment, Chen Mo's heart was filled with an emotion called "awkwardness". He had never expected that Kaga's words about "finding treatment" would cause such a big commotion.

The swordsman who came to negotiate wore a suit of silver armor that was so bright it could blind people under the moonlight. The guards behind him were arranged in an orderly manner, their movements were synchronized, and even though there were only a few of them, their formation was clearly well-organized.

The makeshift wooden platforms on both sides seemed to be equipped with crossbows, and coupled with the luxurious tent camp in the middle, it seemed to be an even more formidable presence than the young master of the Zircon family that he had previously offended.

The centaurs didn't care about that.

With so many countries on the continent and countless nobles, the Six-Leaf Woods, as a vital transportation route, receives dozens of impoverished nobles from all over the country every year.

In this land, no noble would dare to offend a centaur unless the centaurs made an extremely unreasonable demand.

Clearly, Kaja felt that his request was not excessive.

I have to get back the face I just lost at the Big-Eyed Witch Doctor's place. Otherwise, Kaga will become a bragging, heartless jerk like Little Dreadlocks.

So, despite the fact that the swordsman guard captain had very tactfully indicated from the beginning that their healers were not available to treat outsiders, Kaga persisted, impatiently pounding the ground with his powerful forehooves, leaving small dents in the solid ground.

This relentless determination forced the head guard to consult the leader of the group.

Then Princess Liushuang started skipping class.

Liu Shuang moved closer to the head guard, her eyes only glancing at Chen Mo before fixing their gaze on the skeleton standing there dumbfounded.

Chen Mo was momentarily blinded by the little girl's dazzling appearance.

The girl was barely tall enough to reach the head guard's chest. Her thick, dark hair cascaded down like silk, rippling gently with each step. She had delicate features, a slightly upturned nose, but what was most striking was her magnificent coat; the belt alone was adorned with countless glittering gems.

Lights were lit near the tent, bright but not as bright as daytime, reflecting off the girl's sparkling pupils and adding a touch of hazy beauty to her.

After a fleeting glance, Chen Mo couldn't help but look at the glittering coat again before quietly withdrawing his gaze.

It would be impolite to keep looking, since the whole room is full of people from the other side.

Chen Mo once heard the mage's attendants say that a nobleman's status was directly proportional to his appearance.

They say that nobles are born noble and blessed by the gods.

This claim is undoubtedly nonsense.

But upon closer examination, it's not entirely without merit.

This involves the issue of the allocation of sexual resources.

In a world filled with the powerful and wealthy, if outstanding appearance is considered a valuable resource, then without a doubt, this resource will be monopolized by the powerful and wealthy from top to bottom, becoming the exclusive domain of the upper class.

Just like Ellie, even though the young master of the Zircon family couldn't be married openly, she wouldn't give her to a lowly commoner.

Thus, in this world without cosmetic surgery, nobles can use generations of naturally handsome men and beautiful women to continuously adjust the genetic inheritance of their families.

Over time, it is not surprising that significant differences in appearance would emerge between the upper and lower classes.

In addition, the etiquette education enjoyed by the nobility often made them stand out in terms of temperament.

Therefore, from this perspective alone, this young girl's status is quite remarkable.

The head guard reported the situation to the princess in a low voice. Princess Liushuang seemed completely unaware of the trouble or potential taboos involved, waving her small hand and saying, "Then let's treat him." A barely perceptible wry smile flashed across the head guard's face, clearly showing his familiarity with his young princess's "whimsical" nature, yet also his helplessness. He respectfully nodded in acceptance, then turned and walked towards Kaga and Chen Mo.

"Gentlemen," the head guard said solemnly, "My princess has agreed. However, there are some things I must explain before the treatment begins."

"You are solely responsible for any situations or problems that arise during the treatment process; it has nothing to do with us!"

The chief guard of the Cloud Territory of the Emerald Duchy is named Peiwen, a fourth-tier Golden Scale Swordsman who is usually good at solving problems with force. Now, however, he has to resort to his eloquence, which he is not good at.

The fourth tier is already considered high-end military force on the continent.

The combat and magic classes in the Starry Continent both have a ten-tier, three-tier system.

For warrior-type professions, the first three tiers are the foundational stage. Regardless of whether you are drawing a bow and wielding a sword, or whether you have a horse or not, there is no specific class division. They are all defined as follows: Tier 1: Entry-level, Bronze Warrior; Tier 2: Common, Iron Warrior; Tier 3: Elite, Silver Warrior.

The same applies to mages: first-tier Stardust, second-tier Moon Wheel, and third-tier Sun Corona.

Which level does Chen Mo belong to? Below Stardust are Apprentices, which also have three levels: Low, Medium, and High. Below the Low-level Apprentices are the Prospective Apprentices!

Chen Mo is still in the junior class of kindergarten.

After upgrading to Tier 3 on the Warrior path, the first job change ceremony, also known as the Battle Soul Awakening, is completed. Only after successfully changing jobs can one become a true Tier 4 professional and choose their own advancement path and development trajectory.

The fourth rank of a knight is called Xuanjia, and the fourth rank of an archer is called Cangling.

There are also the sixth tier, second job advancement, and the ninth tier, third job advancement. Each step is strictly carried out in accordance with the common recognition standards of mercenary guilds of various countries on the continent.

Of course, career advancement is a highly competitive endeavor, with most people never even making a single promotion in their entire lives.

Captain Peiwen followed the path of a foot-based swordsman, with the fourth-tier title of Golden Scale Breaker. These two little guys plus a skeleton in front of him were no match for him to cut down with one sword.

However, if you're inside a centaur camp and don't want to be crushed to dust by the raging centaurs, you still need to be polite to these "second-generation centaurs."

So Peiwen spent a little more time carefully emphasizing the disclaimer again.

The team's therapists rarely treat strangers. It's not that they're heartless and unwilling to help, but they simply don't know the stranger's background, why they were injured, or if there are any contraindications.

If a healing spell fails to save the person, it's impossible to say whether they died from their injuries or from the healing process.

If you encounter a team or clan of similar strength, you might end up in a lot of trouble.

"Our therapists need to see the injury to determine whether it is treatable and how long it will take to see results."

"Furthermore, during treatment, the patient must promise not to conceal their injuries, not to violate the therapist's instructions, and that the therapist will not be held responsible for anything that happens after leaving the therapist's sight..."

Kaga snorted in dissatisfaction, his heavy breath filling the air. In his view, this excuse was nothing more than a fancy way of making excuses.

Chen Mo understood immediately; someone who could lay out the unpleasant truths upfront and explain the rules so clearly was more likely to be a reliable person.

As for these disclaimers and unfair terms, I don't know how many I sign in a year on Blue Star. If they were stacked up, they would be taller than me. I would be covered in disclaimers. What's there to be afraid of with just a verbal promise?

"If there are any problems, I will take full responsibility!" Without saying another word, Chen Mo simply lifted the shawl covering his shoulders, revealing the wound where an arrow was still stuck.

(End of this chapter)