A Hospital in Another World?

"Aaaaahhhhh—"

Garrett screamed at the top of his lungs from high above, the echo lasting for days.

"Seri! Put me down! Bernard is still below!"

"No way! Let him run himself! Why should I carry him?"

Bernard, panting heavily, was running down the mountain path, drenched in sweat. They had agreed to stick together, but not long into their journey, the Silver Dragon transformed and took Garrett away in flight!

Protecting the boss was his duty! How could he be left behind? Even if it meant chasing them to the dragon’s lair, he was determined to catch up!

The dwarven knights patrolling on goats opened their mouths in awe:

"A dragon, indeed..."

The young miraculous healer’s ability to befriend an Elven Ranger was already commendable, stirring admiration amongst his peers. Though, they wondered why he would befriend those with pointy ears. But upon realizing his friend was of dragonkind, their admiration turned into sheer amazement.

"So, it’s a dragon... No wonder..."

At the gates of the royal court, Priest Martin, the only one who didn’t follow the Church’s team, sighed deeply.

He had thought the Church had a slim chance of victory; now, it seemed even that was non-existent. Considering the dragon girl’s hostility towards the Church, she would dare to kill on the spot if the Black Rock tribe won.

He wondered how many the tribunal would send to take down the young one... Such a pity, such spirit, such healing skills...

Even without witnessing the scene firsthand, the Lord of Thunder smiled mischievously. Engaging with dragonkind might be too soon for the young one’s level, but since the encounter had happened, he should make the best of it.

"Ah... Dragons..."

Dealing with dragonkind was no easy feat! Keep it up, young one!

The Lux family, a powerful lineage within dragonkind, had taken an interest in him. Unless he personally intervened, returning to Nevis City would be challenging. Or, it depended on whether he could charm her into coming back with him...

Garrett had no time to ponder abductions. Being snatched into the air, he wasn’t scared, but frustration was genuine. Bernard was still running below! Taking him hundreds of miles away might be convenient for her, but what about him?

Barbarians are both naive and honest; left behind, he’d genuinely run to his death chasing after them!

"Put me down!" he struggled in the dragon’s grasp. The Silver Dragon, considerate as ever, tightened her grip gently, causing no bleeding or even a tear in his clothes. But escaping a dragon’s claw with physical strength...

Not Garrett, nor Bernard, could achieve such a feat. Garrett’s struggle was merely symbolic, his real weapon being his voice:

"If you don’t bring him, I’m not going with you! Put me down!"

"Hehe~~ You have no choice~~~ La la la~~~"

"Can’t escape, can’t escape, Garrett can’t escape~~~ Flying away, flying away, Seri is flying away~~~"

Garrett rolled his eyes heavenward. After several deep breaths and seeing another mountain pass below, he cast a spell to send a whisper directly to Seri’s ear:

"Where did you go the other days? You were covered in the scent of blood, did you go killing?"

"Oh my!"

The Silver Dragon wobbled in the air, plummeting straight down in panic. After several frantic wing flaps to stop the free fall and ascend again, her voice softened significantly:

"Just killed a few people!... I promised not to act on the spot!... After holding back till the election of the king, what more do you want from me!"

"I’m not stopping you from killing," Garrett sighed. The Silver Dragon, fiercely proud, couldn’t stand the slightest provocation and felt compelled to retaliate for any slight. Her restraint till after the king’s election was already a big concession:

"I’m asking, did you get hurt? You came back smelling strongly of blood that day..."

"No... not at all." Seri’s voice lowered, then suddenly rose:

"Of course not! Just a few killings! How could they hurt me! Those dwarves, I took care of them with just two swipes!"

"Wait." Garrett frowned, interrupting her:

"Exactly how many did you kill?"

"Two groups... humans to the south, dwarves to the north..." Her voice dwindled, the enormous Silver Dragon landing on a mountaintop and extending another claw towards Garrett, her voice tender and aggrieved:

"Garrett, my toe hurts so much..."

The Princess of Moonlight lived up to her word; she promised to kill, and she did. First, she flew north, eliminating the Black Rock tribe

’s selection team. Naturally, their companions carrying an unpleasant scent were also dealt with. Then, she flew south, killing Archbishop Jeroni’s group leaving the royal court.

In the battles, her true form was revealed, and she was unstoppable with her claws, wings, and tail. The only casualty was a dagger stuck in her claw, breaking off between her toenails. Despite her efforts to shake, pick, gnaw, and bite it out, she couldn’t remove it herself...Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Only those who’ve experienced it know the agony of something wedged under a nail.

A quarter hour later, Garrett, seated on a floating disk, directed Bernard to tend to the Silver Dragon’s toenail. The barbarian, empowered by the "Strength of the Bull" and "Inspiring Aura," worked tirelessly, sweating profusely, while Garrett sighed:

"That’s why I said to bring Bernard along. Look, I’m not strong enough for many things, but Bernard can help a lot... Without Bernard, who would remove the thorn from your nail..."

"Whimper..."

The Silver Dragon lay on the ground, chin resting on her front paw, tail swishing. The hard rock shattered under her tail’s strikes, splintering outward:

"But he’s so slow... Flying with you, we could reach my aunt in two days. Walking with him on the ground, it would take twenty days... Ouch!"

"Bernard, be careful!"

Garrett shouted, grasping the "Endless Ink Pen" and casting a Feather Fall spell on Bernard. Bernard had just pulled hard, extracting the blade from the Silver Dragon’s toenail, causing blood to spray. The pain caused Seri to reflexively swipe, sending him flying...

Luckily, it was just a reflexive swipe. Bernard, fully armored, wasn’t seriously harmed. Feather Fall softened his landing, and he was quickly retrieved with a rope by Garrett.

After the rescue, they noticed the dragon blood corroding a deep pit in the rock.

"Ahhh—"

Garrett screamed. That was dragon blood!

He hadn’t managed to collect it!

On the council’s inventory, dragon blood sold for 1000 contribution points per drop, priceless!

The loss was breathtaking...

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