From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Chapter 87 Courage and Experimentation

Not long after.

Cole spurred his horse and rushed over.

Upon reaching Don Quixote, he hurriedly handed him some things: "Sir, here are the things you need."

Don Quixote took the Spear of Courage and a small wooden box from Cole and instructed, "I'm going to check on the little wolf. You all be on guard."

"Cole, you're coming with me."

He then dismounted, carrying a spear in one hand and a box in the other, and walked toward the wolf cub lying on the ground howling in pain.

"Sir! This is too dangerous!" Rodney's expression changed immediately upon seeing this.

—At this point, even if we approached the cub and saved it, it wouldn't necessarily quell the wolves' fury.

More likely, the failure to save the wolf cubs only further enraged the wolves, leading to a fight between humans and wolves.

It would be better to scare away or kill the wolves in the first place.

Rodney had a few thoughts he shouldn't have said, but he quickly said, "Sir, I think these wolves are already afraid of us. They'll leave in a little while."

Don Quixote smiled slowly and said, "They're just a few wolves; they can't hurt me."

Seeing Sir Don Quixote and his squire walking step by step towards the spot where the wolf cub lay, Rodney couldn't bear to watch and immediately turned to a member of the Bloodhand mercenary group beside him, asking, "Sir, aren't you worried about Lord Don Quixote's safety?"

Upon hearing this, the Bloodhand Mercenary Group member shook his head and replied confidently, "Sir, your strength is formidable. These few wolves are nothing to you."

"Moreover, we are prepared to shoot the wolves as soon as they make a move."

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After saying that, the Bloodhand Mercenary Group member pointed to his companion who had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow.

"Cole, are you scared?"

"My lord, I'm not afraid!"

"Really? I see your body trembling."

"I'm sorry, sir, I am indeed a little scared!"

"It's understandable to be afraid. I can make sure I'm okay, but I can't make sure you're safe. It's very possible that you could lose your life tonight."

"M--Sir, I'm even more scared now!"

"If you're really scared, Cole, you can turn around and go back now. I won't blame you."

"My lord, I will not back down! I will not let you be in danger."

"No, I'll be fine. This isn't just drunken boasting; it's the truth. So, Cole, you don't need to worry about my safety. Go ahead and leave."

"No! I want to stay! The master definitely wants me to stay. The master certainly doesn't want to see me cowering like that!"

"I won't let you down, adults. They're just some wolves, nothing to be afraid of."

"I'm not afraid of them! If they dare attack adults, I'll kill them!"

"Okay, then get your sword ready. Remember, whether it's for killing people, wolves, or anything else."

"Use the sharpest, most pointed end to pierce into the enemy's body, deeply into your enemy's vulnerable body!"

"Then your enemy will die, die completely!"

"Then quickly draw your sword and kill the next enemy!"

"Killing someone or a wolf is actually very simple. It's just like this: use your hard and sharp weapon to gently stab the enemy's vulnerable neck, heart, eyes, or something else, and it's over. Your enemy can no longer hurt you."

"Remember my words: regardless of whether a fight breaks out later, be prepared to fight to the death! Be prepared that I can't save you! Be prepared to kill the wolves! And be prepared to die!"

"Yes, sir! I will kill them! I've been wanting to kill them for a long time!"

Don Quixote glanced at Cole, who was still trembling and fearful, but whose eyes held a clear purpose.

He paid no attention to the wolves that were only a meter away from the two of them, and said slowly, "Be prepared to be torn to pieces by them."

Having said that, Don Quixote strode away again.

He thrust the spear of courage into the ground, glanced at the wolves who were hesitating and eyeing them, and coldly said, "Get lost!"

Many wolves pressed their ears back flat and their breathing became rapid; they wanted to tear the humans in front of them apart.

But the instincts they developed in the naked jungle made them hesitant to act rashly, and some even dared not howl, instead letting out low hums that trembled in their throats.

Although the threat posed by the enemies not far away was so great that they dared not take a step forward to vent their anger.

But the enemy in front of us is a greater threat.

It was as if they could be killed here at any moment.

It was as if they would never be able to return to the jungle that had always sheltered them.

Don Quixote, raising his spear of courage, took another step forward: "Get out of here!"

The wolves lowered their bodies.

He took a few steps back, then a few more, and then back again.

Until the firelight could no longer illuminate their bodies or their yellow pupils.

They stopped and hid in the shadows among the grass and trees, without making a sound.

Don Quixote slowly walked to the wolf cub that was not yet dead, held up the Spear of Courage to the side, and then squatted down.

The wolf cub shrank back suddenly, its yellow eyes filled with terror.

It dared not bare its teeth, only letting out soft whimpers: "Awoo~"

Don Quixote opened the small wooden box in his hand and instructed Cole, who was standing beside him, "Cole, start a fire."

The small wooden box contained medical supplies he had prepared in advance in case he got injured.

He prepared more than a dozen small wooden boxes.

Clean gauze strips, a small pot of strong liquor, a knife that had been sterilized at high temperature, some medicinal herbs, a small iron pot of boiled water, and three blood apples.

Although the blood apple does not enhance his current physique in any way, it is still a very good item for nourishing blood.

If there is excessive blood loss, some blood can still be replenished in time.

Hearing the sound suddenly startled Cole, who immediately gripped his sword tightly. But he quickly recovered and hurriedly replied, "Yes, sir."

Don Quixote held the wolf cub down to prevent it from struggling and to keep its wound from reopening.

Next, gently wrap the wolf cub's torso and limbs with boiled and sterilized cloth strips, leaving only the wound exposed.

Then strong liquor was poured over the arrow shaft and the area around the wound, and a flame was slowly lit at that moment.

Don Quixote carried the wolf cub to the fire.

Then, I picked up the knife, which I had sterilized again by heating it over an open flame and then cooled it, and began to follow the trajectory of the arrow shaft.

Gently widen the incision to fully expose the barbs of the arrowhead.

With a steady thrust of the knife along the arrow shaft, the bloodied arrowhead was pulled out, and fresh blood immediately gushed out.

The wolf cub let out soft, whimpering cries: "Awoo~"

He quickly pressed the hemp cloth tightly to stop the bleeding, and then quickly picked up some herbs that had been prepared earlier and applied them to the wound, wrapping it carefully with strips of cloth.

Then he picked up the small iron kettle of boiled warm water and brought it to the wolf cub's mouth.

The wolf cub was still trembling and whimpering, but it still timidly licked a mouthful of warm water.

After the wolf cub had licked it for a while, Don Quixote placed a blood apple near its mouth.

The wolf cub seemed to sense the extraordinary effect of the blood apple on it at this moment, and ignoring the pain of opening its mouth wide, it began to nibble at it bit by bit.

"I hope I can survive."

Don Quixote watched as the wolf cub digested a blood apple and muttered to himself.

He did that.

This is to further hone Cole's abilities.

He tested Cole's strength over the past few days, and found that he was no less capable than an average adult mercenary.

Therefore, he prepared to let Cole start real combat and start killing enemies.

In addition, it was also to practice his rudimentary medical skills.

After learning the common language of Westeros, he spent most of his time reading medical books and privately hired many people who knew some medical skills to teach him at high prices.

He also recalled some medical common sense from his previous life, and finally pieced together a head full of half-baked medical knowledge.

This wasn't the first time he had treated the severely injured wolf cub in his arms.

He had previously rescued several small animals in order to test and improve his medical skills.

He gave instructions to his hunters and members of the Bloodhand Mercenary Group.

If you encounter or seriously injure a wild animal while hunting, try to notify him.

Of course, in most cases he wouldn't use the blood apple to treat those beasts; at most, he would just do his best to save them.

This is the first time this young animal has been treated with a blood apple.

The reason is that he wants to have a pet.

The wolf is quite good, although this cub might be too old right now.

But with the thought of raising a wolf, he suddenly softened towards the wolf cub in front of him.

Although it might not necessarily make the wolf cub obey him, there's no harm in giving it a try.

A blood apple is by no means a rare commodity for him now.