Chapter 555 The Black Hand Behind the Accident

Yes, why do you want to make that fox girl a blood servant?

Master LeBron also wants to know the answer. He glanced at Marquis Tragu with a cold face and urged with his eyes:

Say it quickly!

Why are the younger generations of your family so stupid that they want to touch that fox priestess? Whether you become a blood servant or a descendant, something big will happen!

Marquis Turgu's face turned dark. These bastards, they do whatever they want in their own territory, but they still mess around when they come out to do business?

If the kid who caused the trouble was his descendant, he would have killed him long ago. However, that person is from another marquis. Even if he shouts to kill, he still needs to find out the matter!

He half-turned around, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a black wind roared out. A moment later, the young vampire who had been slapped out before was pulled back in a spin and slapped directly to the ground.

"explain!"

Marquis Tergu moved his fingers slightly, the black wind was like a whip, and with one stroke, there were five blood marks:

"What's going on? Are you dizzy?!"

The young vampire screamed.

On the bed, the fox girl opened her eyes slightly, and when she saw the vampire, she groaned and fainted again. His face, which had just turned around, became a bit paler.

Grete frowned slightly. He turned to Archmage LeBron and lowered his voice:

"Your Excellency, Archmage, there are patients here, please keep quiet."

His voice was low and soft, but his tone was firm. Archmage Leblanc glanced at him silently: After spending so many days together, he also knew what kind of character Gretel was.

This child is humble, gentle and easy to talk to, but when it comes to matters related to patients, he is strict and does not give any discount.

Arguing with his patient here?

Noisy the person he finally saved?

Gretel really dares to fall out, and she won’t give anyone any face!

The archmage sighed and turned to the orc prince. The one who suffered the loss and was rescued was his after all. Archmage LeBron was very angry and discussed with him:

"Let us treat you safely here, and let's ask questions in another place?"

The group of people came in force and exited with a rumble. Serira glanced at it and looked out desperately, wanting to know what was going on. Grete looked at her with a smile:

"If you want to know, just go and listen! I'm here, it'll be okay."

"Are your treatment skills sufficient? And that cardiopulmonary resuscitation, are you strong enough without me?"

"Don't worry, it's no problem." Gretel patted the space bag with a smile. The dark gold skeleton turned into a ray of light, flew out, and formed itself on the ground:

"If necessary, he will be responsible for pressing the chest, and I will be responsible for artificial respiration - it is the [deep breathing] spell. Try it once and blow in air once. It is very convenient. The treatment skills are not enough, and I can call you again in time -"

"That's okay! I'm going to go see it!"

Miss Yinlong flew out happily. Grete smiled at her back, turned back, and pressed on the back of the fox priestess' hand:

Lift your fingers, one second, two seconds. The blood finally slowly returned, and Grete frowned:

The peripheral blood return is too slow and the blood volume is not enough. His previous estimate of blood loss seemed a bit too optimistic...

While thinking about it, he activated the healing technique, and the white light shone through the sheets, shining on the fox girl's abdomen. A large amount of blood loss will damage the stomach, intestines, kidneys, liver, etc...

Through the door, the sounds of quarreling, scolding, and roaring kept coming. Grete turned a deaf ear, looked at the fox girl's recovery, and turned to the three mobile blood banks nearby:

"Come on, come on, you, it's you, hold out your hand! This bag of blood is almost finished, it's your turn!"

These wolf guards all look quite strong, maybe weighing more than 180 pounds. The blood flowed out gurglingly. Gretel cast an anticoagulant spell on the blood bottle and muttered in his heart:

It is definitely no problem to draw 400 ml of blood. In extreme cases, if a person draws 200 ml more blood, it should not kill him. Well, at worst, I'll give each of them a bottle of salt water!

He has plenty of salt water!

As soon as he hung up the blood bottle again, he heard a long scream outside. Low and hoarse, as if his neck was stepped on:

"I didn't want to turn her into a descendant! I really didn't want to! - I was playing with her and accidentally sucked a few mouthfuls of blood. I thought she was about to die..."

"Nonsense! Why is the priestess of my tribe with you?"

"That's not the key...The key is, why did you suck so much blood? What happened?"

"I...I don't know...I just overplayed and my mind got confused...By the way, there seemed to be a scent..."

"You said yes?"

"It's true! If you don't believe it, go search for it! - Go search for it!"

Then Gretel couldn't hear anything. There was a lot of noise, and they walked far away to another courtyard. I didn't know whether to search or verify. After a while, the silver dragon girl came back with a gust of wind, her face turned pale with anger:

"How disgusting!—How disgusting!"

"What's the matter?"

Grete turned away from the electrocardiograph. Serila sat down next to him, and when she saw the unconscious fox priestess on the bed, she said "poof" and turned away:

"She and others... went too far! The vampire sucked her blood while she was in a daze! Huh, the orcs even said that the vampire forced her, but they just took out the letter!"

Grete shook off sweat. Girl, the patient is still half-conscious. If someone hears your yelling, it will have a great impact on the recovery!

And there are orcs here! If you talk to someone about them to their face, it will be embarrassing for others!

He put his finger on his lips and said "Shhh". Serila stuck out her tongue and moved her hand, and a colorless and invisible barrier rose from the ground, surrounding the two of them in a circle and separating them from the people around them.

Gretel quickly turned around and glanced at the wolf guards. They looked at their noses, noses, mouths, and mouths, pretending not to hear anything. Cerela followed his gaze and continued to complain:

"They found Mixiang at the scene, used magic to search for traces, and found a blood slave... She admitted that she had stolen Mixiang. She said she wanted to make things bigger, kill people, and break up the alliance. ! Huh, he is indeed a member of the Guanghui Sect, he smells bad!"

Is it the glorious nun that she saved before... A pale face silently appeared in Grete's mind. The dull expression, the dark collar around his neck, the occasional flash of resentment in his eyes...

To be fair, given the way she was treated, it is not difficult to understand why she wants revenge and wants to take the opportunity to break up the alliance. But I'm sorry, everyone is hostile. Since she has done such a thing, she probably won't be able to survive.

"Then what?"

"Then it seems like it's been said... Since the fox girl got together with that vampire, and the vampire was framed by others, it was not intentional. As long as she can survive, everything will be easy. I am impatient to hear their hypocrisy , came right back!”

As he spoke, he glanced outside and suddenly waved away the barrier. Soon, a large group of people rumbled in. The orc prince took the lead and held Gretel's hands:

"Thank you for saving our priest. Master Nordmark, the orcs will remember your kindness and will never forget it."

——So, what about the medical expenses?

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