Chapter 225
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Seven days passed in a blink of an eye in the purification cell.
The Ryan family's carriage was already waiting for Dudian on the street. The coachman was Barton.
"Your hand …" Barton's face changed as he saw Dean. He noticed that Dean's arm was wrapped in bandages and hung in front of his chest.
Dudian said: "Let's go back and talk about it."
After he sat down, Barton raised his horsewhip and slapped it, and the carriage slowly drove away.
Dudian sat in the carriage after leaving the town: "Did anything happen to the Ryan family while I was away from the giant wall?"
Barton shook the whip and whispered: "No. It was the same as usual. The day after you left Old Fulin called his third son Sandro to his room. He dismissed all the servants. I don't know what they were discussing."
Dudian's eyes lit up as he nodded.
"When you came back patriarch Fulin was very happy to hear about you." Barton added.
Dudian nodded and didn't say anything.
A moment later, the carriage arrived at the border fortress. The soldiers on duty checked the certificate and the hunter's medal issued by Shou Jing, and then let them go.
A few hours later, they returned to the Ryan Castle from the wilderness of Longsong Stronghold.
Dudian got off the carriage and saw patriarch Jake and his third son Sandro waiting at the door. There were also two people in the third generation. They were Hugh and Jake's daughter Pina. Pina was the daughter of Jake. She was the daughter of the third generation.
Barton jumped off the carriage and trotted over to help Dudian.
Dudian waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to. He didn't want to move the bones in his left hand.
At this time, Old Fulin and others who were waiting at the door saw Dudian's injured arm. The smile on their faces changed as they quickly came to greet him.
Sandro was worried that his father would fall. He carefully supported him all the way.
"Mr. Dean, your arm …" Jake who was the first to run over saw Dudian's bandaged left hand. He asked: "Is it serious? Will you be able to fight in the future?"
Old Fulin frowned as he heard his words: "Bastard!"
Jake came to his senses and quickly said, "Mr. Dean, is your body important? Quickly go in and rest."
Dean looked at him and said to Old Fulin: "I'll trouble you to find a few good doctors to help me. My bones are broken."
Old Fulin's face slightly changed: "I will take care of this. You go in and rest." He looked at Sander: "Hurry up and help Mr. Dean."
Dean waved his hand to stop Sander and returned to the castle with Old Fulin.
They came to Dean's room on the second floor. Old Fulin saw that it was getting late so he dismissed them all. He looked at Dean who was leaning against the wall and asked: "Are you really injured?"
Dean said: "Don't you think so?"
Old Fulin's face slightly changed as he saw Dean admit it. He smiled: "If I knew it would be like this then I wouldn't have rented this passage. The news of your injury will soon spread to the ears of other consortia. It will be a huge blow to our consortium."
Dean said: "It's not that there are no benefits. At least they will despise us."
Old Fulin smiled: "I'm just worried that your body will be injured. It will affect the future hunting."
Dean said: "It won't. It's just my body that's injured. Even if my arm is crippled I can still hunt monsters."
Old Fulin didn't understand his words but didn't refute: "I'll find the best doctor for you. Don't be discouraged. Even if I spend all the money I have to cure you."
"I'm not discouraged." Dean smiled: "My will won't surrender so easily."
Old Fulin was relieved to see him smile: "What is the situation outside the passage?"
"The danger factor is lower than what we thought." Dudian said: "After so many years, most of the monsters outside the passage have been eaten. Most of the terrifying monsters have left this place and migrated to other places with rich food. But I haven't gone deep yet. The situation is not optimistic. Maybe I will go deeper to explore after I become a senior hunter."
Old Fulin nodded. He looked at Dean who was lying in bed: "You are a few years younger than my grandson. It's really hard for you to support the entire consortium by yourself. If we have enough savings then we can recruit a few hunters to assist you."
"To be an extraordinary person you have to do extraordinary things first." Dean smiled: "Don't forget our alchemy items. If we recruit other hunters then it's inevitable that we will be exposed."
Old Fulin sighed: "Other consortia have hunting teams that act together. There is a clear division of labor. If you are alone then it's inevitable that you won't be able to take care of things."
"I'll make do for the time being. Once we have enough savings then I'll have a candidate." Dean said.
Old Fulin looked at him: "Will it be the three little guys that you brought?"
"Of course not." Dean said: "Their physique isn't suitable for fighting outside the giant wall. Moreover we don't have time to awaken a wolf cub. I'll find a few real wolves when you have enough gold coins."
Old Fulin was surprised. He didn't think that Dudian would have such connections. It seemed that his understanding of the boy was too little.
He didn't continue to ask but said: "As for money, we have about 12,000 gold coins in our hands. The new textile machines have been promoted in various places. Our textile factory has received very few orders. Now we can only rely on the monthly dividends of the Scott consortium and your hunting. The total value of your hunting materials has been identified by the Temple of Elements. The total value is 328 gold coins and 17 silver coins. It's a gratifying harvest for the first exploration."
Dean asked: "Can I take back the four cold crystals that I have hunted?"
Old Fulin shook his head: "It's very difficult. Although the value of cold crystals is only one gold coin, but it's a forbidden item."
Dean paid attention to his words: "So, there is a way?"
Old Fulin helplessly said: "As long as there is money, there will be a way. If you insist on it then I can help you get four cold crystals. But you will need to pay a big price. You will need at least hundreds of gold coins to send four cold crystals."
Dean immediately said: "Then help me get them out. But it must be the four cold crystals that I have hunted. I have a way to identify the others. Make sure that the people inside don't fool me."
Old Fulin was surprised: "Are these cold crystals that important?"
"Even if I have to spend two hundred gold coins, I have to get them." Dean said.
Old Fulin understood: "Alright, I will help you get them."
"Thank you."
"There is no need to thank me."
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The next day.
Old Fulin called for a doctor and brought him upstairs to diagnose Dean.
The doctor was a middle-aged man. He was accompanied by a gentle and delicate girl who was carrying his medical box.
"Hello, Mr. Dean." The middle-aged man introduced himself. He saw the gauze on Dean's arm: "I need to take it off. If it hurts, please relax your body."
Dean nodded and handed over his arm: "Sorry to trouble you."
The middle-aged man politely asked the girl to open the medical box. He took out a pair of scissors and cut the bandage. Dean's left hand was exposed.
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