CHAPTER 48 LITTLE FAIRY DOCTOR
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....Little Fairy Doctor POV.....
My name is Xiao yi xian, but the villagers and mercenaries in our little community have given me a nickname that warms my heart - Little Fairy Doctor, or Little Medicine Fairy. I must admit, it brings a gentle smile to my face every time I hear it.
As the only doctor in our village, I've grown accustomed to the weight of responsibility on my shoulders. Yet, it's a burden I bear with pride, for I've witnessed firsthand the impact that timely medical care can have on a person's life.
Talk about life,I can only say that aah...Life has a way of shaping us in unexpected ways. For me, that journey began at the tender age of three, when I lost my mother to illness. The pain of becoming an orphan was overwhelming, and loneliness became my constant companion.
As I grew older, I became fixated on the idea of becoming an alchemist. I was driven by a desire to unlock the secrets of life and death, to perhaps one day prevent others from suffering the same loss I had endured.
Fate, however, had other plans. I soon discovered that my Dou-qi lacked the essential wood and fire elements required for alchemy. Crushed but not defeated, I turned to the village two elder's who knew about medicine's for guidance.
They taught me the art of medicine, and I proved to be a quick learner. As I honed my skills, I realized that this new path was not a detour, but a calling. I became a doctor, driven by a singular passion,to ensure that no one else would have to witness the loss of a loved one, as i had. But deep inside I want to become an alchemist too.
Now, as the village doctor, I pour my heart and soul into healing those in need. It's a privilege to be able to make a difference in the lives of others, and I am constantly reminded that, even in the darkest moments, there is always hope.
That's why people's as well as mercenaries around in our village like to help me, whenever I run out of stocks.
Regrettably, I once again found myself facing a critical shortage of medicinal supplies.
And I knew I had no choice but to seek the protection of the Bloody Battle mercenaries as I ventured into the Magical Beast Forest, a realm of primal terror, where the ferocious creatures that inhabit this realm pose a formidable threat to one such as myself. Even thou venturing into the Magical Beasts Forest is undoubtedly a hazardous undertaking, the benefits of acquiring rare and efficacious medicinal herbs far outweigh the risks.
Upon entering the Magical Beast Forest, I commenced a meticulous search for medicinal herbs, scrutinizing the terrain near trees, rocks, and other natural formations. Following a two-hour expedition, I had successfully collected a substantial quantity of efficacious herbs, which I then carefully stored in my satchel.
Having successfully gathered the desired herbs, we set off towards the village. Yet, our homeward journey was swiftly interrupted by a succession of deafening roars, which appeared to originate from the depths of Magical Beast Mountain, signaling that an unexpected occurrence had taken place within its inner regions.So we hastened our pace, intent on expeditiously exiting the Magical Beast Forest, but our swift departure was abruptly halted as the ground began to tremble violently. The captain of the Bloody Battle mercenaries, visibly startled, exhorted us to make off with all due haste, emphasizing that our prompt escape was essential to avoiding an ignominious fate within the forest's.
Yet, in a shocking turn of events, we found ourselves confronted by a veritable legion of wolf-like magical beasts, their numbers swelling to well over a hundred. The grim reality of our predicament was etched on every face, including my own. Under these dire circumstance. we were faced with the unpalatable choice of either fighting for our lives or succumbing meekly to the mercy of these ferocious beasts.
As we had foreseen, The beasts, having stumbled upon what they perceived as an easy prey, predictably chose not to exercise restraint, instead opting to launch a frenzied and unrelenting assault. We, in turn, were compelled to engage in a fierce and desperate struggle, driven by our primal urge to survive and resist the creatures' voracious appetite. And as the clash between our group and the magical beasts intensified, the mercenaries' prowess in combat became increasingly evident, as they systematically took down a considerable number of the wolf-like creatures. Regrettably, our success was offset by a heavy toll in human lives, with more than four members of our party meeting a tragic demise at the hands of the magical beasts.
But suddenly, a piercing cry sounded in the air. As the echoes of the cry faded, a cluster of wolves magical beast's stumbled and fell, their usually steadfast forms now reduced to quivering, helpless bundles.
It is no hyperbole to state that the deafening cry which shook the forest floor inspired abject terror in the hearts of both myself and the mercenaries.The sound was impossible to describe, its impact felt rather than heard, as if some colossal, invisible weight had been dropped upon us, threatening to crush us beneath its unyielding pressure.
As I gazed upwards, I beheld a truly majestic flying creature of unprecedented majesty, soaring forth from the interior of the Magical Beast's Mountain Range, its splendor leaving me utterly awestruck.
As the twilight deepened, the magical beast's golden feathers seemed to shimmer and glow with an inner radiance, casting a spell of enchantment over all who beheld it, while the soft, luminous aura that enveloped its form lent an aura of regal majesty to its already impressive presence.
What shocked me to the very core of my being was the realization that the magical beast was not alone: seated upon its back, with an air of quiet confidence, was a remarkably youthful individual, whose presence seemed to pose far more questions than it answered.
To be continued.....
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