Headhunters from the North

Sabrina tied her blonde hair up and washed away the congealed blood scabs on her arms, which had been splashed on her by the Highland Slavers.

"You've been staying in your room the whole time?" Sabrina looked Moira up and down carefully.

Although Moira was wearing the Spike-tailed Crystal Lion Leather Armor, there wasn't a single drop of blood on her body.

"Um."

Seeing that Sabrina seemed unaware that he had secretly run away, he responded in a low voice.

Moira stood barefoot on the floor, her blood-stained boots sitting on the shelf by the door...

If Sabrina had seen the bloodstains, she certainly wouldn't have asked that question.

Moira asked in a low voice, "Is Roy injured?"

"He's in the examination room right now... you can go see him!"

Sabrina looked at her well-behaved younger sister and said with a smile.

The clear water in the bathtub was stained with blood. Sabrina stood up, dried herself with a towel, and stepped out of the bathtub.

Moira was still squatting at the bathroom door, wiping the bloodstains off Sabrina's metal armor with a damp cloth.

She didn't particularly dislike the smell of blood. Every time Ms. Jillian returned from the Fish Market, her flatbed cart would be stained with foul-smelling blood. Usually, Sabrina would take Moira to wash the cart by the Da Nei River near the entrance.

Sabrina stopped, picked up the soft leather armor from the ground, put it back on, and asked Moira, "Tiffany is also helping out in the examination room. Aren't you going to go see her?"

Moira lowered her head and said sullenly, "I'll go after I finish wiping these, anyway, I can't be of much help."

Sabrina donned her soft leather armor, walked to the window, and, supporting herself on the windowsill, looked up at the night sky, whose colors were fading...

At that moment, a bright line appeared on the horizon of the wasteland.

It will be dawn soon.

She planned to go back to the City Wall for another look...

The temporary clinic was set up on the third floor of the castle.

Although the examination room and Moira's room are on the same floor, they are in two different courtyards.

Moira walked along the inner corridor for a while, passed through an archway, and then through a small reception room before arriving at the inner corridor of this courtyard, where wounded Half-Elf Warrior lay.

So much so that Moira had to carefully avoid some injured Half-Elf Warrior when she walked.

Moira looked around and saw a long queue outside a room, so she walked over.

Through the window, she could see Roy standing in front of a hospital bed in the treatment room, treating a Half-Elf Warrior whose forearm had been cut.

The ' Holy Light Art illuminated his young face...

Woods was treating another Half-Elf Warrior right beside him, sweat beading on his nose.

After a group of Half-Elf Warrior left the clinic, new wounded soldiers immediately walked in.

Moira stood at the window, peering into the room. Her bright eyes swept around, first spotting Woods, and she softly called Woods name.

Woods was infusing a faint life force into the wound of the Half-Elf Warrior when he heard Moira's voice. His pointed ears twitched slightly, but he didn't raise his head.

Woods only exhaled after he had poured all the life force from his palm into the injured person's body. He looked up and followed the sound, finding Moira standing at the door. He quickly waved to Moira and greeted her.

He didn't say anything, but pointed to his side, indicating that she could come in through the door.

Moira then looked at Roy, who was tending to a wound on the arm of a Half-Elf Warrior.

Moira walked lightly from outside the door into the examination room, step by step, until she reached Roy's side.

Roy was bandaging the Half-Elf's wounds when he glanced at Moira.

"What are you standing there for? Come and help me with this."

Without even looking up, Roy lifted the injured Half-Elf Warrior's arm and offered it to Moira.

Moira parted her diamond-shaped lips and rushed forward, steadily supporting the arm whose bleeding had stopped.

Roy quickly and skillfully wrapped the Hemostatic Bandage around the injured area, and soon tied a knot in the bandage.

"Avoid strenuous exercise for the next six hours to prevent the wound from reopening," he instructed the Half-Elf Warrior sitting on the hospital bed.

"Oh, I understand, boss." The mixed-blood elf warrior replied naively.

After bandaging him up, Roy patted him on the back, signaling him to leave quickly, then turned and called out towards the door, "Next..."

Roy did not stitch up the wound, but instead used ' Holy Light Art ' to promote rapid healing, making the wound less susceptible to infection.

Roy was very focused when treating the Half-Elf Warrior.

Moira squatted down to help, and after treating each injured person, she would habitually squint her eyes, her rosy lips carrying a faint smile.

Moira quickly got used to the process, and she was even able to keep an eye on Miss Tiffany on the other side.

Compared to Roy's ' Holy Light Art ', Miss Tiffany's 'Water Healing' was not so popular with these injured Half-Elf Warrior.

The main reason is that the 'hydrotherapy' treatment process is somewhat painful, doubling the pain.

Elves are notoriously incapable of enduring pain...

Therefore, only Half-Elf Warrior have suffered minor injuries are assigned to Miss Tiffany's side.

A Dark Moon Elf Warrior rushed into the clinic and whispered in Roy's ear, "Boss, the Highland Slavers have retreated to the North Slope of Aidasi Mountain. We've discovered two teams of headhunters attempting to bypass the North Black Iron Mine, Vice Captain Tennyson is intercepting them along the way."

Roy frowned and looked at the sky.

It was almost dawn, and he should go to the city wall to check on the situation outside.

However, the corridor outside the treatment room was crowded with wounded Half-Elf Warrior, Roy decided to wait a while before going to the City Wall. He then instructed the Dark Moon Elf Warrior:

"Have Timothy find a way to tell them to be careful and not to act rashly."

"Understood," the Dark Moon Elf Warrior replied, then left the examination room.

While Roy continued to treat the wounded Half-Elf Warrior, Vice Captain Tennyson led two Assassin Squad to continue hunting the Highland Slavers outside the city before dawn.

It wasn't until dawn that the Dark Moon Elf Warrior, exhausted, gradually returned to the castle.

That night, at least three hundred corpses of Highland Slavers were left outside the castle. Apart from the Silver Pegasus Warrior, no army had been able to inflict such damage on these Highland Slavers.

The headhunter Chieftain, his face contorted with resentment, led a group of his men to the North Slope of Aidasi Mountain, a place crisscrossed by valleys and dotted with caves, making it an excellent hiding place for the headhunters.

The Highland Slavers hadn't expected the Half-Elf Warrior in the North Black Iron Mine to be so formidable. Night Raid organized by nearly a thousand headhunters failed to breach the city, which discouraged many of them.

They had been terrified of the Silver Pegasus Warrior and were no longer as arrogant as before. They were not surprised to see the Half-Elf Warrior putting up a strong fight.

Some headhunters even wanted to return immediately to the northern mountains of the Pagisto Plateau.

The headhunter Chieftain was a ruthless character. Seeing the morale of his team wavering and with more headhunters constantly arriving, he Chieftain execution of all those whose resolve was faltering, in order to prevent this demoralization from spreading to the others.

In the headhunter community on the North Slope of Aidasi Mountain, more than thirty headhunters were killed by their Chieftain.

The remaining headhunters surrounded their Chieftain, chanting in unison, "Kill all those pointy-eared ones... kill all those pointy-eared ones..."

Actually, it's not just elves that have pointed ears; goblins and gnomes also have fluffy, green, pointed ears.

The Black Iron Mine castle in Aidasi Mountain is clearly a tough nut to crack and cannot be taken down in the short term.

As more and more headhunters appeared on the North Slope of Aidas, thousands of Highland Slavers gathered there.

They came from different Headhunters Tribe and were led by different chiefs.

The Silver Pegasus Legion nearly wiped out all the Headhunters Tribe in the northern part of the Pagisto Plateau, so the headhunters who went south to carry out this retaliatory operation did not come from the same tribe.

A group of headhunter Chieftain gathered together to discuss the matter and immediately devised a new attack plan.

Under the orders of the headhunter Chieftain, some of the Highland Slavers crossed the North Black Iron Mine Castle and continued southward.

Roy stood atop the City Wall, his face looking rather grim.

Looking down the hillside from the castle's watchtower, a group of nearly a thousand headhunters circled the North Black Iron Mine Castle, heading directly towards Aurelian Snow Mountain, the central of the three snow-capped mountains.

Right now, the Half-Elf Warrior of the North Black Iron Mine are trapped in the castle, while a large group of Highland Slavers stand on a distant hillside, all riding argali sheep and watching them intently.

Roy wanted to lead a squad of Dark Moon Elf Warrior through the Highland Headhunters ' blockade to check on the other two mines.

This situation is simply impossible. There are only three hundred mixed-blood Half-Elf Warrior Half-Elf Warrior in the North Black Iron Mine. Even if he took all of them out, he might not be able to break through the Highland Slavers ' defenses.

After last night's probing attack, the Highland Slavers have become more cautious and unwilling to act rashly.

Moreover, at night, these headhunters would retreat to avoid being ambushed by Assassin Squad.

Although the Dark Moon Elf Warrior managed to sneak out under the cover of night several times, only one raid was successful. The other times, they were discovered by the headhunters in advance and had to retreat prematurely, resulting in the failure of their operations.

The Assassin Squad's several raids only made the Highland Slavers more cautious.

For three consecutive days, the Highland Slavers region actually increased.

They were wrapped in furs for warmth, and could lie down and sleep anywhere, whether it was a sheltered rocky cliff or a mountain crevice.

Their food was simple. There were large Unicorn Wild Ox and Magic Antelope on the eastern side of the Gaxi Mountain Range. A few Highland Slavers could easily bring back a whole Unicorn Wild Ox. They skinned the bison, cut the beef into finger-thick strips, hung the strips on tree branches, and then burned cow dung to char the meat strips with thick smoke.

These bacon strips are the headhunters' food...

On the hillside, piles of cow dung fortifications like these are everywhere, each one billowing thick plumes of smoke.

The headhunters gathered in groups of thirty to fifty, sitting on the hillside.

A few days ago, they were more restrained and would even hide in a cave on the North Slope of Aidasi Mountain.

Now they simply sit on the hillside opposite the castle, rush down the hillside, cross the terraced fields in front of the castle, and run at full speed to reach the City Wall in just fifteen minutes.

More and more headhunters are gathering on the opposite hillside, putting increasing pressure on the North Black Iron Mine Castle.

The Half-Elf Warrior kept a close eye on the headhunters' movements every day...

Unfortunately, those headhunters were all excellent hunters. They had enough patience when hunting, and sitting on the opposite hillside, they showed no intention of making a move.

However, a large group of Highland Slavers gathered on the opposite hillside, putting immense psychological pressure on the Half-Elf Warrior on the castle's side.

Roy noticed that over the past few days, many of the Half-Elf Warrior had developed dark circles under their eyes, clearly indicating they were under immense psychological pressure and might be suffering from insomnia...

The Adventure Group, who were originally planning to leave the North Black Iron Mine, are now stuck in the castle.

It was clear that if they didn't leave soon, they would miss the start of the new school year at the Elf Academy, but there was no other way...

Sabrina has been on guard duty on the City Wall for at least half of the past few days. She and Woods have become the pillars of support for the Half-Elf Warrior in the castle, apart from Roy.

With them on the City Wall, the Half-Elf Warrior would relax a little.

Sabrina, Moira, Klayr, Woods, and Miss Tiffany sat in a drawing room with a window overlooking the North Slope Aidasi Mountain, where Highland Slavers continued to arrive from the north.

Sabrina frowned and said, "These headhunters have suddenly appeared, and we may not be able to return to Castleton City on time."

Miss Tiffany immediately added, "It's definitely too late to register at the Elf Academy either..."

Woods nodded in agreement, saying, "There are headhunters everywhere outside, and we can't leave the castle at all. There's nothing we can do about it. I was thinking that since that's the case, we could stay and help Roy. He needs some help here."

Although Klayr longed to return to Castleton, she could only grit her teeth and say, "I'm fine."

Moira looked at Sabrina and asked softly, "Should we write a letter to Jillian?"

Sabrina didn't refuse, only saying, "Let's write it first, but I don't know when we can send it out..."

On the outer City Wall of the North Black Iron Mine Castle, a group of Gray Dwarf miners began emergency City Wall.

Roy stood atop the Arrow Tower, gazing southwest, towards the direction of Aurelian Snow Mountain, where a thick column of smoke shot into the sky...

It was clearly not as simple as headhunters lighting a bonfire of cow dung.

Roy's biggest worry was that the Central Black Iron Mine Castle Gazsil would not be able to withstand the Headhunters' attack.