430 Wounded NPC? (2/2)
The pale, wounded person was wearing a black cloak. She had white skin and looked like a very young girl.
”How long has she been wounded?”
Lancelot removed his armor and walked to a basin of water. When he looked at the dirty water, he was taken aback. He decided not to wash his hands.
”About half an hour.”
”Wah, are you capable? Don't kill off our prop.”
”How do you know it's a Strange Encounter? Perhaps it's a coincidence.”
”This must be a Strange Encounter! Have you shot an NPC before?”
”Someone in Eternal Kingdom shot at Brainiac and Sherlie.”
”Gosh, that gamer is so cool. Is he bragging?”
The gamers started chatting wildly.
Lancelot was used to these gamers, who would use every opportunity to chat regardless of the situation.
They weren't cold-blooded. Lancelot was saved by them before. They used their bodies to shield Lancelot from vicious attacks.
He was just feeling puzzled.
Lancelot nodded, unable to wait any longer. If he didn't stop the bleeding, the girl would die. He had to make haste.
Lancelot walked over to the girl and said to the gamers at the side, ”You go out first. She's a girl, and there are too many eyes. She'll be embarrassed later.”
The gamers were unhappy.
”What? You can see, but we can't?”
”Shucks! R-18?”
”Is there such a restriction in the game?”
”What? That exciting?”
”She's flat-chested. What's there to see?”
”Make haste! What gal haven't I seen before? Don't be ridiculous!”
The gamers followed his instructions and left the house. Those who were unwilling to leave were dragged out by their comrades. It was a Strange Encounter NPC, so all of the gamers were very concerned, especially Softie.
Lancelot made a few female gamers stay back to provide assistance.
The gamers who weren't selected shouted various things.
”Gosh! I should have created a female account!”
”Trash, why don't you create a female account?”
”I like to roleplay a male character!”
”Once the marriage system is implemented, you'll definitely suffer!”
Lancelot noticed that the expressions of the female gamers were strange, as though they were anticipating something.
What were they expecting?
Lancelot didn't understand, but he didn't think too much.
”Hold her down,” Lancelot said. He had to take out the arrow before cleaning the wound and stopping the bleeding.
Then he would hand her over to the Elf Untouchable, who was the only one with Healing Mana Skills, or Duchess Lilo. No, she was now Queen Victoria. Perhaps she knew Healing Mana Skills too. But it was inappropriate for a Queen to treat a stranger.
He had to strip her clothing. He mumbled an apology and tore off her clothes.
Flat.
Lancelot had this thought.
He shook his head and dismissed all other thoughts, focusing on saving the young girl.
He completed the first few basic steps of first aid. The rest of the procedures had to be completed by the Elf. When she awoke, he would ask her, ”Why did you come close to Victoria City? Didn't you see the warning signs of a private territory?”