Xiao Xun said with a serious expression, "Gout!"
Bo Tu was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Xun directly unfastened his robe to show him his back.
Bo Tu gasped, "Who injured you like this? It's suppurating, it might be poisoned."
"Stop analyzing and quickly find your witch doctor to examine me! Legend has it that only your beast race has the profession of doctor on the entire continent."
Bo Tu nodded and said to two wolf riders, "Quickly go and invite the witch doctor." Then he said to the other two wolf riders, "Help Prince Sveinn into the main tent."
With every step Xiao Xun took, he felt the sharp pain in his back, especially when his robe touched the wound, it was indescribable.
The witch doctor was soon invited, and for the sake of caution, three famous Grand Shamans of the beast race also accompanied him, but not the old Shaman who told Xiao Xun stories.
The witch doctor carried a satchel diagonally, his face covered with black spots, which didn't look like age spots, but rather like corpse spots from poisoning.
The witch doctor walked up to Xiao Xun and had someone cut open Xiao Xun's robe, exposing the wound.
The witch doctor squatted down and gently blew on the wound. Xiao Xun felt as if his back was being electrocuted. "What are you doing?"
The witch doctor nodded, "Prince Sveinn, who injured you like this?"
"A dragon, it said it was earth-elemental. I don't know."
"Did you fight?"
"No."
"Then is this dragon yours?"
Xiao Xun found it increasingly strange. He wanted to turn his head, but his back hurt too much. "No, what does this have to do with my illness?"
"Nothing, I'm just asking casually."
Saying that, he took out a transparent medicine bottle from his satchel. "It will hurt, but you have to bear with it."
"Okay, you..."
Before Xiao Xun could finish speaking, a whole bottle of green pus was poured onto the wound. It had the texture of snot, a transparent gelatinous substance with quite high viscosity.
He felt as if his back was boiling, and his blood seemed to be simmering. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and endured the pain.
Then the witch doctor picked up a packet of fresh leafy plants, which, despite being winter, he managed to find. He chewed them in his mouth, and when his mouth was full of green juice, he suddenly spat it onto his palm and then spread it evenly over the wound.
Xiao Xun could clearly feel the burning sensation and pain lessen. His back felt cool now, as if toothpaste had been squeezed onto it.
Bo Tu asked the witch doctor, "How is it?"
The witch doctor looked at Xiao Xun and said, "Prince Sveinn's injury is not too serious, but the dragon's claws that injured him have poison. Judging by the size of the scratches, it should have been when the dragon transformed into human form and injured Prince Sveinn. And these scratches have a meaning."
"What meaning?"
The witch doctor whispered something to Bo Tu, and Bo Tu burst into laughter.
Xiao Xun was confused, "What are you laughing at? What's the meaning?"
Bo Tu came to Xiao Xun and squatted down, looking at him lying on the cot. "Prince Sveinn, tell me honestly, why did this dragon injure you?"
Xiao Xun was a little guilty. "How would I know?"
Bo Tu didn't press further. "If you don't want to say, then don't. I'm not interested in gossip."
Xiao Xun scoffed, thinking, if you're not interested, why are you asking so persistently?
Actually, Xiao Xun had guessed it. The scratch was from the right index finger, clawing from bottom to top. Such a scratch could only be formed when embracing someone face-to-face. Attacking from the back would not look like this.
Bo Tu didn't expose him, and Xiao Xun certainly wouldn't say anything himself. Otherwise, why would he specifically seek out the beast race from afar?
The three Grand Shamans each cast a blessing, a healing spell, and a mending spell.
Under their combined efforts, the wound healed at a visible speed, leaving no scars. Only the area where the herbs were applied had four faint brownish marks, which were almost unnoticeable if not examined closely.
After his wound was healed, Xiao Xun bid farewell to Bo Tu.
Bo Tu extended his hand to Xiao Xun, "You can't get the treatment for free. You have to pay for the medical expenses!"
Xiao Xun had no money on him. "How much is it? You name it!"
"How much do you think the life of a peerless wise general is worth?"
"That's hard to say. If I say it's worthless, you can't do anything to me. If I say it's valuable, I might not be able to afford it."
Bo Tu laughed heartily and said to Xiao Xun, "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Since you're reluctant to spend money, just cook me a meal! The same standard as last time. I've been thinking about it a lot. Ever since I ate it last time, I've been craving it and remembering it vividly!"
Facing the hairy man, Xiao Xun patted his chest lightly. "Isn't it just cooking? It's a small matter. Just prepare everything I need."
"No problem."
Xiao Xun asked Bo Tu to bring him all the seasonings and condiments that his army's cooks could find, so he could see what he could make based on them.
Soon, the seasonings were delivered to Bo Tu's main tent: pepper, leek flower sauce, and salt.
"That's all?"
"That's all!"
Xiao Xun was speechless. Two out of the three were salty. He poked the leek flower sauce with his finger, tasted it carefully, and found it quite flavorful, not as salty as he had imagined, and even slightly sweet.
Without cumin powder and chili powder for roasting meat, and no vegetables for hot pot, there was only meat. So, it had to be stewed meat.
Xiao Xun asked Bo Tu, "What kind of meat do you have?"
Upon hearing this, Bo Tu's eyes lit up with excitement. "Let me show you something good."
Saying that, he waved to his guards, "Bring them here."
"Yes."
Xiao Xun looked curiously at the entrance of the main tent, "What are you bringing?"
"Meat! I've been fighting the demon army on the northern border, and by chance, I discovered that the meat of the demon army officers is incredibly delicious, much tastier than ordinary magical beasts."
Xiao Xun felt nauseous. "How can their meat be eaten?"
"Why not? Your Phoenix army gave me the inspiration. Don't they eat the meat of the Deep Sea Legion soldiers every day?"
In a short while, the demon army officers, bound by ropes, were led in by the wolf riders. Xiao Xun looked at these creatures with horns on their heads, white fur all over, the same height as normal people, and walking upright on two legs, and exclaimed in surprise, "These are sheep!"
Bo Tu clearly had never heard the word before. "Sheep? You call them sheep? Can they be eaten?"
"Yes, they can be eaten. And whether it's roasted or in a hot pot, their meat has a better texture than ordinary meat."
Bo Tu's mouth watered. "Is that so? Then what are we waiting for? Let's kill a couple."
The sheep pleaded bitterly, "You can kill us, but please don't eat our meat."
"Don't kill us, or you'll be punished by the devil."
Bo Tu picked up a knife. "If I don't eat you, you will eat me. This is how the world works."
Saying that, he cut off a sheep's head. "It's your fortune to end up in our stomachs. Let's see if you're as delicious as Prince Sveinn said." Then he cut off another sheep's head.
Blood flowed everywhere, and the room was filled with the distinctive gamey smell of mutton.
Bo Tu clearly disliked this unfamiliar smell. "Prince Sveinn, are you sure their meat is delicious? I've eaten so much meat, but this is the first time I've smelled such a peculiar aroma."