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Well, take a look, if you're not joking. CITIZEN.
As far as I remember, Siegfried has four wounds, right?
When Nix removed part of his armor, Fang slightly raised his eyebrows.
- Your blade, I hope, isn't poisoned? - asked the celestial being to Matthias.
Fang took a travel bag from his belt and took out a piece of silk cloth from it. Cotton probably wasn't invented back then, I think. Let the monks use silk, for example, because it is believed that touching this fabric relieves pain. After wetting it with alcohol from a small flask he carried with him, the young man began to wipe the blood from Nix's skin and treat the edges of the wounds.
- My condolences, Mr. Siegfried, - Fang said quietly. - So, you're not here because of the stories about the treasure?
