Cthulhu Gonfalon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Of course, Wood didn't know that they had known a part of his secret. He was lying in bed at the moment, recalling the distribution of powers in various countries and regions in the world because he was bored. He was silently reciting the deeds of some high-level strongmen and even Legendary Masters to kill time.

As an ace spy, he remembered almost all the public and semi-public information of this type in the world, even many secrets in detail. If he sold all the information in his mind, he might sell it for a whopping price.

But now, those precious materials were just being used by a boring patient to pass the time and enjoy himself.

When will this injury be cured? he asked himself secretly, sighing. If this injury does not recover, how can I do my work!

After a while, he became depressed.

In fact, he started to realize why Pyroxene Town was so prosperous. At least, he had found the right direction. But would this information help after being sent back?

Probably… not.

After a deep sigh, the ace spy, who temporarily changed into a carpenter, fell into a deep depression.

After a while, he patted his face hard and urged himself to cheer up.

Could the method of making Pyroxene Town prosperous be applied to the federation? This was something that the high-level and even legendary mages at the top class of the federation needed to think about. As a spy, he just needed to complete his own work.

Maybe everything he did would be in vain. However, if he didn't try, then there would be no hope.

The federation had been simply built by Master Le-Peyroux. Today, it had grown into a holy place for spellcasters of the entire Main Plane. Countless people had made contributions silently during this process. Although most of them had ultimately not been recognized, they were still the people who improved the development of the federation today!

Although it was not the best choice, as a person with limited spell talent, Wood didn't mind being one of those who made contributions silently without any rewards.

This was like when he had been trained; his instructor had said to his class, "All you have done, your contributions and even your sacrifices may not be known. You may be like stones on the side of the road. However, the federal buildings are built with countless processed stones! Even if you are roadside stones, you'll still be useful when you are needed. Even though you and I may not be able to live to see it…"

"Well… in the future, I may be useful," Wood muttered to himself. He looked up at the rough but strong roof and smiled.

The next morning, Grandma Stinna really kept her words. She brought in the best bandage master of Pyroxene Town.

"Are you sure that she is a specialized medical worker and not a butcher who slaughters livestock?" Looking at the master's appearance, even Wood, who had experienced many big events, was shocked. He looked around with some worries, looking for something to bite so that he would not have to bite his tongue in pain when being treated.

He shouldn't be blamed. The master did look a bit horrible.

The master was more than seven feet tall, so she had to lean down when entering the door. Her body was so strong that even an average giant would be feared. Her arms were definitely thicker than Wood's thighs. Her muscles were like steel and iron, full of strength. Fortunately, her hair was long, and she had a chest. Otherwise, Wood really wouldn't know that she was a woman. As for appearance, she was hideous and fierce. Her teeth didn't stick out of her mouth. Otherwise Wood would suspect that she was an ogre pretending to be a human being.

Grandma Stinna said, laughing, "You will soon know how good Ivy's medical skill is."

"Ivy?!" Wood's cheeks twitched. Looking at the giant woman's appearance, he was not able to compliment her like "That's a really good name," so he just smiled and nodded in greeting.

"Hello, my name is Wood, I'm a carpenter."

Ivy was very calm. Without any expression, she nodded and went straight to Wood. She began to remove the bandage that was wrapped around his wound. Then, Wood was shocked.

Usually, the bandage would grow together with the wound because of blood clotting. When it was removed, the wound would be torn a little, and that was naturally very painful. However, when she removed his bandage, Ivy used her power ingeniously. The torn parts were all insensible blood scars. Although the wound was torn and bleeding, Wood didn't feel pain at all.

Ivy's actions were very fast. She removed the bandage in a short time. After that, she wet the white cloth with warm water, used it to clean the wound and then examined the wound carefully. Finally, she smiled.

"You are lucky," she said. "This wound is quite smooth. It is estimated that it will take five to six days to heal. As long as you don't ask for trouble by running or jumping with your wound, you will almost recover in ten days. In 12 or 13 days, you will completely recover and work again."

"Fifteen days?!" Wood looked at his rather hideous and severe wound with doubt in his heart.

He had seen more than once people who had died because of the festering of such wounds. He had also seen how people had suffered for a long time when they couldn't get enough healing spells to treat them. With such a wound, it is normal for him to rest for a month or two. However, Ivy said that it would be completely cured in 12 or 13 days?

Seeing the suspicion on his face, Ivy's ugly face showed a smile. She said, "Of course, there will definitely be a scar."

Wood nodded carelessly. He certainly didn't expect that there wouldn't be a scar.

A scar was nothing. Before this trip, he had received the spells that had tidied up his appearance. Otherwise, the scars on his body would scare these two to death!

Ivy saw that he was careless, so she smiled. She helped him change his medicine and then re-wrapped the wound.

Her actions of bandaging were really quick but unusually soft. Naturally, he felt a little pain in the process, but it wasn't worth mentioning compared to the pain in Wood's psychological estimation.

A short time later, the wound was re-wrapped. Nothing else but just the final shape showed that her skill was much better than that of the priests of the temple.

The white bandage was so smooth that not a single wrinkle could be found. It was wrapped around the wound neither tightly or loosely. Wood tried to move a little bit and found that it didn't affect his actions at all.

It was just bandaging, but she was able to do it so perfectly. This could be called a miracle!

"Thank you very much!" He sincerely expressed his appreciation. "I had some doubts about your ability just now. I know little, so please don't mind me."

Ivy smiled again. "You know a lot. I was indeed a butcher," she said indifferently.

Looking at Wood's stunned expression, she said with some pride, "I was one of the best butchers in Dragon-Roar Town. My specialty was dismembering the bodies of demon monsters. Later, His Majesty, the Void Mask passed by Dragon-Roar Town and found that my way of cutting was very good. He said a few words such as 'skilled butchers could dismember an ox smoothly and perfectly because they have mastered the structure through countless practice.' Then he asked me if I would like to change my job. Of course, I wanted like to, so I became a medical worker."

Wood already had nothing to say. He could only sigh with surprise that His Majesty, the Void Mask was really indeed the most outstanding god of the new generation. He really had great foresight.

After that, Ivy left with Grandma Stinna. When they left, they both advised him that he shouldn't exercise in the next few days and that he should stay in bed.

Wood accepted their good advice. He immediately laid down obediently. Then he began to silently recite some material again to kill time.

Ivy's estimations were really accurate. When re-bandaging three days later, Wood clearly saw that the inside of the wound started to recover. When it was bandaged again five days later, the wound recovered pretty well. Finally, on the tenth day, the wound totally healed into a scar.

He planned to go back to work at this time, but he was stopped by Grandma Stinna strictly.

"Such a wound is actually very fragile!" the old grandmother said seriously. "Sweat, dust, wood chips… They can all possibly pollute it and make it fester. For trauma, the festering of a wound is the most terrible thing. Even if it is only a little skin trauma, once it festers, it may kill a strong man!"

Wood had no choice but to lie down for three more days. Finally, he received Grandma Stinna's nod, so he left home in a rush to the construction site.

Staying at home was too uncomfortable; it was just like staying in jail!

Wood's co-workers expressed a warm welcome to his return. Wood not only had a handsome appearance, but he was also "handsome" in craftsmanship. He was able to chip a piece of completely flat wood board with only one-third of the time that others would use. They couldn't find a splinter on it as if it had been polished. He could also carve wood into various shapes with a small knife and complete any complex wooden structures easily.

The old foreman had patted his own chest and said that as long as Wood could continue to hone his skills, he would surely become the best carpenter in the whole Pyroxene Town, in the entire Four Towns in the Northwest, and even in the whole world!

Wood smiled, but he was actually sighing in his heart.

If he could, he wanted to be a world-famous great mage. The second attractive aim was to be a world-famous ranger. And the third attractive aim was to be a famous spy. But the best carpenter in the world?! What the hell!

After that joke, naturally, they started their intensive work. What they needed to do this time was to cooperate with the stonemasons and lay sewers for each household in the town. The sewers were used for the treatment of domestic sewage and manure.

Is that necessary? Wood wondered after hearing the work.

In his opinion, this was completely unnecessary. There were workers in the town who were responsible for the disposal of garbage and manure. In this case, why did they need to lay sewers?

"The mayor said that it was a proposal of His Majesty, the Void Mask. This can help reduce the possibility of spreading diseases greatly and improve people's living standards," the old foreman said, smiling. "Although I think our current living standard… is already high enough."

Everyone laughed. As the old foreman had said, everyone was very satisfied with the present life.

However, if they could live better, who would not be willing to?

As a result, the work started intensively.