Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 178
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Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Pick Any One, Everything is Up to You 1
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“Take me there.”
Seeing the shock on the faces of the werewolf tribe’s powerhouses once again, Leo Ray nodded with a smile and stepped forward.
Thus, under the guidance of the excited Bianca White and the werewolf elders,
The group went straight to a relatively large stone house in the center of the village, which was the mansion of Bianca White’s father, the werewolf tribe chief.
“Village doctor, how is my father’s condition?”
As soon as they entered, Bianca White rushed to the bedside and asked the elderly werewolf who was brewing herbal medicine beside her.
Upon checking attributes, Leo Ray found out.
This old werewolf with a slightly hunched back and Tier 2 level strength was one of the few healing druids of the Snow Feather Tribe.
“Lord, you’ve come.”
First, the elderly werewolf druid with white beard bowed respectfully to Leo Ray, then set aside the fan for boiling medicine and slowly walked to the bedside, shaking his head helplessly: “Chief was struck by two Tier 3 Pinnacle Powerhouses of the Half-Orcs. It is already fortunate that he survived.”
Heaving a deep sigh, the elderly werewolf druid continued, “Unfortunately, my magic power is limited, and I can’t provide deep treatment to the chief. I can only use herbal medicine to maintain his life. The rest will depend on the chief himself.”
Hearing this, Leo Ray walked to the bedside and looked down.
The werewolf lying on the bed was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion who was unconscious.
His well-built body was covered with thick layers of herbal medicine, and it was evident that many bruises still remained on the edges of the wounds not covered by the herbs.
“The injury is indeed severe.”
Frowning slightly, Leo Ray immediately opened the attribute column for the injured werewolf.
After a quick check, Leo Ray found out that the injured werewolf chief, named Finn Stanley, had a Tier 3 Eight-Star strength and was currently in a “severely injured” and “deep coma” state.
“Alright, sir, you have worked hard. Let me handle this from now on.”
Nodding slightly to the elderly werewolf druid with white whiskers, Leo Ray turned around and waved to summon the muscle priest, “Gideon Black, come and take a look.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
Respectfully bowing to Leo Ray, the robust Gideon Black pushed his glasses up his nose and walked straight to the bedside.
This scene made the werewolves present show a puzzled expression.
Wasn’t this one of the Tier 4 Powerhouses under Lord’s command, the muscular Golden Wheel? What did the Lord call him for?
Especially Bianca White, who had seen Gideon Black’s strength on the battlefield before, was even more puzzled.
At that time, she had witnessed this Tier 4-level human powerhouse effortlessly twist the neck of a Half-Orc Tier 3 commander.
And with bare hands, he pulled two Half-Orc heavy infantry, weighing a total of five or six hundred pounds, into his arms and instantly turned them into two bolts of lightning.
Although his black robe was a little unusual, such powerful physical strength should belong to martial artists or fighters, right?
Could it be that this strong, well-built powerhouse also knows some healing knowledge?
As the werewolves inside the house were all in confusion,
On the other side, Gideon Black, who had just arrived at the bedside, bowed slightly to Leo Ray again. After getting permission to start healing, The next second, a glint suddenly reflected on Gideon Black’s glasses.
Immediately after, a very gentle dark golden light enveloped his palm.
At the same time, a wave of magical energy filled with vitality began to ripple throughout the room.
“Such pure life force… So you are a healing powerhouse?!”
A moment of astonishment passed, and they looked at Gideon Black, who seemed to have nothing to do with the frail healing occupation.
The old werewolf Druid rubbed his eyes hard, disbelievingly.
Not far away, Bianca White and the other werewolves also showed incredulous expressions.
This burly human powerhouse’s occupation was actually healing?!
Soon after, Bianca White, who was the first to react, showed excitement on her face, her fluffy pointed ears trembling slightly.
“As expected of Lord’s underlings, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among them… It seems that father can really be saved!”
Thinking of this, she blinked her crystal clear sky-blue starry eyes and looked excitedly at Leo Ray, who was standing indifferently.
Undoubtedly, compared to other occupations, healing occupations are extremely rare.
And a Tier 4 healing powerhouse could be said to have reached a miraculous healing level!
On the other side, without hesitation, Gideon Black moved his palm, emitting a dark golden light, and hovered it over Clan Chief Finn Stanley’s body.
At this point, it was clear that the bruising on the surface of the skin covered by the dark golden healing light was gradually fading at a visible speed, some even completely disappeared, returning to the original skin color. “This healing technique is indeed quite magical.”
Seeing this scene, Leo Ray raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded in satisfaction.
There was no doubt that since Gideon Black joined, he had been playing the roles of a messenger and fighter, even Leo Ray himself, as the lord, had almost forgotten that the other party’s main job was healing.
Like this, it didn’t take long for the unconscious Werewolf Tribe Clan Chief Finn Stanley’s pale face to regain a trace of color, and the bruises on the surface of his body were almost back to their original state.
“My Lord, I have done everything I can,” Gideon Black said, bowing to Leo Ray after the dark golden light on his hand dissipated, “Although this clan chief is no longer in danger, as Elder Druid said, we still need to use Tier 3 healing magic medicine to make a quick recovery.”
Hearing this, the werewolves, who were amazed at Gideon Black’s superb healing skills, couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
However, before they could recover from their astonishment, an even more shocking event happened again.
“I see, thank you for your hard work.”
Nodding slightly, Leo Ray walked straight to the table, waved his hand, and several neat rows of small, ornate boxes completely covered it.
After that, under the incredulous and almost breathless gazes of the crowd,
Leo Ray calmly opened the ornate boxes one by one and began to introduce them: “This Tier 3 magic medicine is called Eulogy Feather Transformation Pill, which has effects such as detoxification, enhancing vitality, and regenerating.”
“And this Tier 3 magic medicine is called Dragon Blood Resurrection Pill, which has effects such as strong hemostasis, dispelling stasis, and strengthening muscles and bones. It is said that powerhouses below Tier 3 have a certain probability of breaking through their limits and rising one star in strength after taking this pill…”
Thus, after introducing the magic medicines on the table, Leo Ray smiled and said, “Alright, everyone, just choose whichever one can heal Chief Finn Stanley’s injuries. Be my guest.”